Reborn with Infinity Money System, I was Worshipped by All Universes!-Chapter 166 163-Soul Unsheathing, Invincible Across the World!

Ding! Congratulations to the host for completing today's special loot. Reward: 1,000 luxury points and a Soul Unsheathing Combat Manual × 1!

Hearing the system's reward notification and glancing at the utterly devastated Clinton, Velen pulled out a Soul Augmentation Shard and said,

"Clinton, do you want the Soul Unsheathing Combat Manual?"

"No!"

"I don't want it!"

"Velen, just spare me already!"

Clinton was on the verge of losing his mind.

A mighty archmage like him—how could he turn into some brutish swordsman?!

Not far away, Ironback Centipede, Galdorin, and Eureka were huddled together.

"Look at that poor guy."

"Sometimes, being poor is a blessing."

Galdorin and Eureka sighed repeatedly.

"Another old man has fallen victim to Young Master Velen's antics!"

Ironback Centipede shook his head.

Galdorin and Eureka felt a deep sorrow for Clinton.

Hearing their words and feeling the irreversible transformation of his own soul, Clinton completely broke down.

What the hell is Soul Unsheathing?!

Am I really about to become a swordsman?!

And more importantly—what kind of swordsman wields their own fragile soul as a weapon against enemies?!

"Aaaaaaaahhh! My soul! Aaaaaahhh—"

Just as Clinton unleashed his elderly wail, Velen suddenly crushed the Soul Unsheathing Combat Manual into a ball of light—

—And shoved it straight into Clinton's mouth.

Crunch!

"...That was brutal."

Eureka and Galdorin were stunned.

Is this what they call "tough love"?!

BOOM!

A massive surge of soul energy exploded from Clinton's body, shaking the entire room into silence.

A few minutes later.

The four humans and one spellbeast sat in a circle.

A gloating Ironback Centipede.

A devastated Clinton.

A bewildered Eureka.

A secretly relieved Galdorin.

"You all… What's with those expressions?"

Velen, acting as if he had done nothing at all, looked around in curiosity at their vastly different reactions.

"Velen… if the other senators of the fortress, or my old friends, find out that I have Soul Unsheathing, they'll never let me hear the end of it!"

Hearing this, Velen shrugged and replied,

"Well, if you don't tell them, how would they know? And besides—Soul Unsheathing is badass!"

"Think about it—you can combine Soul Unsheathing with your magic! Left hand slaps their face, right hand goes for the ultimate move. You can attack from both close and long range—way more fun than just pure magic, right?"

Hmm?

Hearing Velen's explanation, Clinton froze.

Now that he thought about it… Soul Unsheathing actually didn't sound so bad.

Once he wrapped his head around it, Clinton suddenly felt excited.

He couldn't wait to test it out.

He even wanted to find someone to duel immediately!

"Is this… the power of a tycoon?"

Ironback Centipede thought back to…

—How Velen force-fed the rabbit until it became the strongest sword rabbit in the universe.

—How he himself got caught up in all this and was now on the path to becoming an Alchemic Spellbeast.

—And now, how Clinton had completely changed his training path because of Soul Unsheathing.

Ironback Centipede shuddered.

This wasn't just about spending money recklessly.

It was a silent, but unstoppable transformation.

And that was terrifying.

Invincible!

Hearing Velen's words, Galdorin and Eureka looked at Clinton with only one thought in their minds.

What's the biggest fear of an Awakener?

Being forced into close combat.

Awakeners need distance to unleash their full power!

But Clinton?

He can cast magic from afar.

And if enemies get too close, he can duel them face-to-face.

If he fully mastered both magic and Soul Unsheathing—he would be a nightmare to fight!

Thinking about this, the two men turned to look at Velen, who was grinning.

Velen wasn't just some wealthy, reckless young master of a fortress.

He was a fortress that kept producing monsters.

The strongest sword rabbit in the universe.

The strongest Alchemic Spellbeast.

Now a dual-class Magic Swordsman.

And that was just the tip of the iceberg.

They couldn't even begin to imagine what other horrors were hidden within that fortress!

Ding!

System alert: A pass has been detected in the small town below!

Ding! Mission issued: The host must personally locate the pass.

You may not use the Scouting Ability.

Reward: 1,000,000 luxury points.

Failure: No penalty. Mission can be declined.

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Hearing the system's message, Velen immediately made a decision.

"Stop here! We're taking a break in the town below!"

A pass.

One million luxury points.

There was no way Velen was turning that down!

Besides, after spending half a day and a night in the castle-shaped flying vessel, he was feeling a little restless.

A short while later—

"I'm going out for a walk."

Leaving that behind, Velen wandered off into the town.

The system required him to find the pass on his own, but he figured it wouldn't be too difficult.

The system never gave him impossible tasks.

"Did you hear?"

"A drunk priest at Ike Tavern claims he has a pass to enter Chaos City. No idea if it's true or not!"

"It's probably fake. I've been to Singularity Battlefield plenty of times, but I've never heard of a pass—or Chaos City."

"That's true. If it were real, someone would've already stolen it!"

After two hours of wandering around town, a conversation between two passersby caught Velen's attention.

"Interesting…"

"This town is mostly non-Awakeners, though there are a few. Is that why this guy dares to show off his pass?"

"A pass, huh? Could he be an Ascended Rank powerhouse?"

With curiosity in his eyes, Velen headed straight toward the nearby tavern.

"You idiots don't know a damn thing!"

"Chaos City is far beyond anything you can imagine!"

"Have you ever seen a four-wheeled vehicle?"

"Have you ever seen skyscrapers?"

"Even among us cultivators, none of us have!"

Stepping into the tavern, Velen saw a middle-aged man dressed in a priest's robe, with messy hair like a bird's nest, drunkenly propping his foot on a table while boasting to the surrounding non-Awakeners about Chaos City.

"I'm telling you—Chaos City is a land for the rich! The tycoons of tycoons!"

"As long as you have money—if you get into Chaos City, even those high-and-mighty Awakeners will wash your feet for you!"

The drunken priest gulped down another mouthful of strong liquor, his face full of intoxicated excitement, while dozens of non-Awakeners eagerly listened.

At that moment, Velen squeezed through the crowd and spoke directly—

"Hey, you. Do you have a pass?"

He locked eyes with the drunken priest, wasting no time on pleasantries.