Chapter 4: Dian Wei and Lv Lingqi's Martial Soul Awakening: Double Iron Halberds and the Cross Halberd

Nan Feihuang led Dian Wei and the other two, following Nan Tianchen and Lan Xue into the inner hall.

They had long since prepared a separate Awakening Array for Nan Feihuang, though it was a bit small, capable of awakening only one person at a time.

Looking at the three people following behind Nan Feihuang, Nan Tianchen found them more displeasing the more he looked.

"I say, Huang'er, do you really intend for these three to awaken alongside you?"

Nan Feihuang nodded, "That is only natural. Isn't this what you taught me, Father? A ruler must have trusted confidants, those he can trust with his whole heart, so that he may entrust matters to them with peace of mind in the future. And confidants are best cultivated from a young age; these three are the confidants I have chosen."

"I told you to cultivate confidants from a young age, not to find freaks," Nan Tianchen said helplessly. He sometimes truly doubted whether his son's eyes saw the same things as others.

In other aspects, Nan Feihuang had been sensible and obedient since childhood, learning everything with great earnestness and speed, which had always left him very satisfied.

Only this eye for people left him somewhat speechless.

One brain-damaged, one mute, plus a weirdo whose name he couldn't even pronounce properly, and all of them of slave origin—how did this child think these three were qualified to be his future confidants?

"Alright, Huang'er is still young and doesn't understand so much; he is just choosing people based on their looks. Let's awaken their martial souls first and talk later," Lan Xue advised.

These three were each quite different.

Dian Wei looked blockheaded and burly, clearly the type to act rather than speak, a simpleton who listened to everything Nan Feihuang said.

Xun Yu had a handsome face and a scholarly temperament; Nan Feihuang likely chose him just to be a study companion.

And Lv Lingqi, though still young, was clearly a beauty in the making. When she grew up, her beauty would not be inferior to anyone's. It was a pity she was a mute; otherwise, leaving her to be a concubine for his son in the future would not have been bad.

"Fine, let's awaken their martial souls first," Nan Tianchen waved his hand, deciding not to pursue the matter for now.

But from the tone of her husband, Lan Xue detected a hint of killing intent.

If these three had some talent, it would be fine; otherwise, as a ruler of a nation, Nan Tianchen would certainly not allow Nan Feihuang, the future monarch, to choose three pieces of trash as confidants.

Since the child was still young and ignorant, unable to make good choices, he would help him make the choice, thoroughly dispose of these three, and then let Nan Feihuang choose again.

At the end of the day, they were just three slaves; Nan Tianchen did not take their lives to heart at all.

"You go first!" Nan Tianchen pointed at Dian Wei and said.

Hearing Nan Tianchen's words, Dian Wei did not move, until Nan Feihuang spoke, "E Lai, go."

"Oh!" Dian Wei responded and walked forward blankly.

Seeing this, Nan Tianchen was not angry; instead, he felt Nan Feihuang had trained him well. Although this kid was a low-functioning person, he was very obedient to his master.

The most important point of a confidant is loyalty, listening only to one's master.

In this regard, this Dian Wei had indeed succeeded.

"Then let me see your potential. I hope you do not disappoint my Huang'er." Nan Tianchen circulated his soul power to activate the Awakening Array.

The Ancient Thunder Book martial soul appeared in his hand. Surrounded by two yellow, two purple, and three black Spirit Rings, among all the monarchs, Nan Tianchen's strength could be considered among the best; only the White Tiger Great Emperor of the Star Luo Empire could surpass him by a notch.

It was said that the soul power of the Heaven Dou Empire's Emperor Xue Ye did not even reach the level of a Soul King, falling short by more than just a little.

Pulled by Nan Tianchen's soul power, Dian Wei's body floated up uncontrollably. Light flickered on both his hands, and the entire room was suddenly flooded with endless killing intent, as if one were in the midst of a thousand armies and ten thousand horses.

After all, the original Dian Wei was a peerless fierce general who had killed countless people on the battlefield.

Lan Xue's eyes lit up. Of course, she would not think such killing intent was emitted by a six-year-old child like Dian Wei; it must be inherent to his martial soul. To have such killing intent at the very beginning of awakening, this martial soul was definitely extraordinary.

The light on Dian Wei's hands finally stabilized; they were two battle halberds, wreathed in flames.

Of course, it was not Twin Spirits, but a type of dual-wielded weapon: Double Iron Halberds.

They were three feet and five inches long, flat in shape, wrapped with cloth strips, with a one-and-a-half-inch-long sharp spike at each end. The tail of the spike was connected by three protruding spheres, the spike was conical, and the head had sharp corners. The ends of the grip were connected upward by iron rods, with a crescent-shaped guard blade on top. The blade was a thin sheet, gradually becoming thinner and sharper from the handle, with two corners curving outward, sharp and keen. Each hand held one of these halberds.

This was precisely the personal weapon of the fierce general Dian Wei. If Hu Che Er had not stolen his double halberds back then, leaving him without a handy weapon, it is doubtful that Zhang Tou's army could have killed him so easily.

This one of Dian Wei's, under Nan Feihuang's DIY, was named Blazing Explosive Twin Halberds. The left-hand halberd contained a powerful fire attribute, and the right-hand halberd carried an explosive attribute; it was an ultimate attack-type martial soul.

"Good martial soul!" Lan Xue could not help but praise, "It is actually a halberd-type martial soul like mine, and a rare dual halberd at that."

"Come, child, test your innate soul power!" Nan Tianchen took out a crystal ball, his tone toward Dian Wei suddenly becoming much kinder.

This martial soul was clearly extraordinary just by looking at it.

It stood to reason that his innate soul power would not be low.

The saying that innate soul power is directly proportional to the quality of the martial soul might not be well-known to commoners and low-level Spirit Masters, but it was common knowledge among the upper echelons of high-level forces.

"E Lai, use your intent to retract your martial soul, then reach out and touch the crystal ball," Nan Feihuang ordered.

"Yes!" Dian Wei obediently retracted the twin halberds, then touched the crystal ball with both hands. In an instant, the entire crystal ball emitted an incomparably dazzling radiance, completely filling it.

Lan Xue said in shock, "The crystal ball only needs to show a little reaction to prove the existence of soul power, and such a dazzling light is completely not inferior to mine back then. Could it be—no, it must be Innate Full Soul Power!"

Beside her, Nan Tianchen's expression was exactly the same as his wife's. He had not expected his son to be so lucky; the brain-damaged person he picked up at random actually had Innate Full Soul Power.

This kind of obedient, mindless, yet incredibly capable fighter—wasn't that the best kind of lackey... oh no, confidant!

He now had some expectations for the other two people. Since one treasure had appeared, how could a second or third not appear?

"Child, stand aside and wait for a moment; let me awaken your friend's," Nan Tianchen said gently, patting Dian Wei's blockheaded head.

This world is just like this: if you have value, you can receive respect; if you have no value, no one cares if you die.

"Ah ah ah ah..." Lv Lingqi walked over, making "ah" sounds and pointing at herself, signaling that it was her turn next.

Nan Tianchen nodded and once again activated the Awakening Array. Just like before, Lv Lingqi's body floated up.

In her hands, however, appeared a peculiar-shaped tool spirit resembling a large windmill.

This was also a halberd, and a Cross Halberd, even rarer than the Double Iron Halberds.

(End of chapter)