The Protagonist’s Sister Is Actually The Strongest Chapter 259: Chapter 249: The Trial Of Souls

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Chapter 249: The Trial Of Souls ----- Fang Shuan spent the next four days tempering his soul inside of the Temple of One Hundred Demon Souls. He spent a day and a half dealing with the first gate, the Cauldron of One Hundred Demons. Not only did he need to go through extreme soul agony and pain as his soul boiled within its bubbling, ethereal liquids, but he also had to constantly battle one hundred Illusory Dokkaebi Beasts while doing so. “What sort of torture is this?! Has that Heavenly Demon tricked me into coming to die here?!” This “Trial” seemed just as harsh as what Anna had gone through. Fang Shuan had to push himself to his absolute limits to fight back while having his soul constantly breaking into pieces. “I-I can’t…! I can’t die here…! I promised Anna… I promised my family that I…!” At some point, he despaired, thinking he would die there, eaten by the Beasts. However, as he started devouring them in an act of savagery and desperation, he realized the true purpose of this tempering process. “RAAAH ! I won’t die! I will live! I will devour you all, bastards!” He needed to eat the one hundred demons to restore his soul and make it stronger, all while taking damage from their relentless attack as the cauldron boiled and tempered his soul. An agonizingly hard trial! Yet slowly, hour after hour, he finished it, devouring all one hundred demons of the cauldron. The bubbling liquid was then absorbed by his own soul. “T-This is…?!” He felt a sudden blissful feeling; at long last, a relaxing sensation permeated his entire soul as it restructured itself and continued fusing. It was as if his soul melted and then reformed slowly, and it was only the first of the three gates that the temple had. In this process, Fang Shuan used his Soul Cultivation Technique using the Holy Nether Essence that Anna had given him to further temper and improve his abilities. After an arduous hour of cultivating, he walked into the second gate once he was done. He didn’t need to sleep, and he felt refreshed, as if all the pain he had gone through was gone. On the second day, he walked into the second gate, which had a long corridor too, only illuminated by small torches with purple flames. What greeted him inside was a different sight, whatsoever. There was a single road moving forward, surrounded by an endless emptiness. Above the ceiling, there were giant ethereal weapons encompassed with purple flames, constantly swinging around. If anybody passed through them, their bodies would be fine, but their souls would be easily shredded to pieces. The end of the corridor was out of sight; Fang Shuan couldn’t see it at all. Despite how small the temple looked outside; it was probably several kilometers big. At the right, sitting in front of the walls, a giant reptile-like Dokkaebi statue spoke once it detected his presence. “YOU WHO HAS TEMPERED AND STRENGTHENED THEIR SOUL…” “MUST NOW STEP FORWARD INTO THE PATH OF SOUL-BURNING TORTURE.” “CUT YOUR SOUL INTO PIECES, AND REGENERATE IT BACK.” “ONLY THROUGH ENDLESS AGONY, YOUR SOUL SHALL ASCEND.” “Dammit…” Fang Shuan soul flared like an endless golden flame; it had already become completely different than before, and he felt much stronger. But was that it? He had only completed the first trial in this moment after all. “I have to do this. I have never liked half-assed things after all,” the Golden Emperor smiled as he rushed forward. The entire trial was simple: move through the path and reach the end, as your soul is constantly being cut apart. Evading the incoming weapons was possible, but not all of them. As Fang Shuan evaded some, three more came, cutting through his soul. The giant swords, spears, and axes slashed, pierced, and hacked through his soul. Pieces of his soul were being constantly cut apart and cut down. Fang Shuan continued moving; the purple flames burned his soul wounds, cauterizing them. “Ugh…! T-This is hell!” The young master couldn’t help but complain about how agonizing the entire pr