Rebirth: Supreme Soul Master

“Great,” William said, seemingly ignoring the puzzled and resentful looks on everyone’s faces. “Don’t forget the two sets of materials I asked for.”

“This…” Lang was still hesitant. But under Berry’s stern gaze, he couldn’t help but lower his head and accept William’s outrageous task.

“Let’s go.” Once he made up his mind, he took out the ring, and Klein could no longer object and had no choice but to do so.

Berry gave her ring to Lang, who then selected the three fastest runners from his small group. “Don’t stop, bring all the necessary materials here,” he added, looking at Berry and putting her in charge of everything.

In his eyes, Berry had gone too far in violating the family rules for the sake of an outsider. Even if she was the great patriarch's most beloved granddaughter, he was certain that she wouldn't escape punishment after all this was over.

“Okay.” The three Soul Masters took the rings, nodded, and then disappeared at high speed.

Watching them leave, William nodded with satisfaction. "They'll be very useful later," he thought to himself, then turned his attention to the oven around him.

It seems that this place contains not only the family's forging tools, but also alchemical tools.

"What do we do now?" Berry asked from the side, waiting to see how things would turn out.

"Go get some wood and light all the ovens here. Ah, I need a hammer, the higher the grade the better."

"Dude, the higher the grade of the forging hammer, the heavier it is. Are you sure your two skinny arms can bear its weight?"

Lang couldn't help but comment from the side. Perhaps none of the people here are skilled in forging, but that weakness was evident in his eyes.

“Just do as I say,” William added, frowning as he grew increasingly flustered by their constant questions. “You may not know this, but the survival of your family depends entirely on you.”

"What?! What are you talking about?!" Klein was now on the opposite side of William. In his eyes, he was just an arrogant kid dressed as a porter.

William was unaware of this, and part of the anger and resentment directed at him stemmed from his white coat.

Appearance is important, and this is also true for Soul Masters. To them, their clothing represents their identity. Unconsciously, everyone here still sees William as the porter he wears, a porter they are used to giving orders to, rather than a porter who receives them.

Not everyone is like Berry.

"I don't know why you think that way, but my family... we are very powerful!" Lang, who was standing to the side, could no longer bear such words. Moreover, when he said these words, he exuded the aura of a bronze soul master.

“William…” Berry, standing nearby, knew there was nothing she could do to calm this terrible, explosive situation.

“I’m here to help, but I’m not obligated to do so,” William said, weary of his growing hostility. “If you don’t need help and still think you’re superior, then tell me now, and I’ll leave with my men right here, but don’t regret your decision later.”

"What rude porters!"

"What if you create a miracle and your soul power increases? You'll still be a Bronze Soul Master! There are already more of us than you can count!"

"What's going on? Why are you standing here instead of looking for a shelter?" Just as William was about to tell them to get out of his sight and try to persuade Berry to come with him, a loud shout came, and a figure flashed and appeared in front of everyone.

"Fourth Elder..." With the sudden appearance of this Soul Master, everyone fell silent, took a few steps back, and bowed respectfully.

Even Berry showed a mixture of respect and fear when she saw him, greeting him in a way she never used when meeting her grandmother.

William didn't overlook even such a simple detail.

“Can someone explain this to me?” William looked at the young man, who was in his early twenties. He wasn’t as old as Carol and Gran, but he looked just as confident, exuding the aura of a fierce beast.

He is very strong. And it seems he holds a high position in the tribe and has a great reputation.

William re-examined the man, while Lang dared to speak out about what had happened. Even though he harbored resentment towards William, he didn't hide any facts and recounted the truth.

William wasn't surprised. After all, he liked the little guy's personality.

As for the Fourth Elder, although he looked young, he had quite a bit of white hair. Apart from being magnanimous, he didn't seem like anything special, especially with his sharp, light brown eyes, which constantly reminded William of the vibrant and powerful figures he had seen in his previous life.

He is very strong. His confidence comes from his own real abilities, without any arrogance or illusions of coveting power.

"You...did you bring our clan's precious jade here, making them waste their time doing this useless thing?" The Fourth Elder couldn't help but look at William after hearing half of what he said, his tone so angry.

His words brought a hidden pressure to William, a pressure that could instill fear not only in Bronze Soul Masters but also in Silver Soul Masters.

He was a Dark Gold Soul Master. Even though William felt he wasn't as powerful as Carol or Gran, he wasn't far behind them.