Chapter 2: Martial Soul Awakening

After Tang San returned home, he prepared breakfast.

Although Tang Hao did not get up, he noticed the disheveled Tang San.

Did he lose a fight?

Tang Hao knew that Tang San often arranged fights with that Zhou Yi kid from the village head's house; that kid was clearly unusual, his physical fitness could even rival some thousand-year Soul Beasts.

Moreover, whenever that kid had nothing to do, he would come to watch him forge, as if trying to figure something out; he didn't know if he had managed to see anything of note.

However, this had nothing to do with him; he was currently in a state of just drifting through life, how could he care about others? Thinking about this and that, Tang Hao continued to lie on the bed, waiting for Tang San's breakfast.

The next day.

A group of six-year-old children surrounded the wooden house in the center of the village, waiting for their martial soul awakening.

Zhou Yi and Tang San naturally had nothing to talk about with these little brats, so the two of them stayed at the very back of the line.

Bored, Zhou Yi hooked his arm around Tang San's shoulder and asked, "How about it? What martial soul do you think you'll awaken later?"

"I don't know either." Tang San shook his head.

"Heh, I think you'll awaken that thing later." Zhou Yi chuckled and pointed at the ground.

Tang San looked at the Blue Silver Grass on the ground, speechless, "No way, Brother Yi, there's no need to curse me like that."

"Sigh, Xiao San, you're still young and might not know that some things are destined by fate and are bound to happen."

Tang San looked at Zhou Yi, who seemed to have seen through life, his mouth twitched, and he stopped speaking.

The awakening ceremony began, and a young man with a handsome appearance and dressed in white tight-fitting clothes walked out.

"Hello, respected Battle Soul Master, we are troubling you this time." Old Jack bowed respectfully to the young man.

The young man waved his hand impatiently, signaling the children to follow him in.

His gaze fell on the 9 children in front of him; as a Patrol Deacon of the Spirit Hall, helping ordinary people with martial soul awakening was his mandatory job, and he was long accustomed to it. "Children, stand in a row." His attitude toward these children was much gentler.

The young man smiled and said, "My name is Su Yuntao, a level twenty-six Great Soul Master, and I am your guide. Now, I will awaken your martial souls one by one. Remember, no matter what happens, do not be afraid."

While speaking, Su Yuntao opened his parcel on the table to the side and took out two items: six black, round stones and a shining blue crystal ball.

Su Yuntao arranged the six black stones into a hexagon on the ground and then signaled for the first child on the right to stand in the middle.

"Don't be afraid, close your eyes and feel it carefully." As he spoke, Su Yuntao's eyes suddenly lit up, and amidst the terrified gazes of the children, he let out a low shout, "Lone Wolf, possess."

One white and one yellow, two Soul Rings rose from his body; at the same time, Su Yuntao's figure also rapidly expanded, filled with a sense of power.

Su Yuntao clapped his hands rapidly, and six faint green lights were injected into the six black stones on the ground. Immediately, a layer of golden brilliance was released from the six stones, forming a pale golden light shield that enveloped the child in the front.

"Extend your right hand."

The child hurriedly extended their hand, and a sickle appeared.

After touching the crystal ball, there was also no reaction.

"Tool martial soul, sickle, no soul power."

As the children behind came in one by one, Su Yuntao became increasingly disappointed.

Until Tang San awakened.

Looking at the Blue Silver Grass before him, Tang San was speechless in his heart.

"Brother Yi, you're toxic..."

However, at the same time, he felt he had another martial soul in his left hand, but he clenched his hand tightly, not letting it show.

"Blue Silver Grass again..."

Before he could say anything else, the crystal ball in front of him suddenly emitted a dazzling light.

"Heavens, it's actually Innate Full Soul Power!" Su Yuntao exclaimed.

"Your situation is very special; Innate Full Soul Power is a genius seen once in a hundred years. What a pity, it's truly a pity. It's actually a trash martial soul. Even if your martial soul were just a farm tool, it would be much stronger than the trash martial soul Blue Silver Grass..."

Watching the scene of Su Yuntao explaining to Tang San, Zhou Yi couldn't help but laugh out loud; this was the classic scene of the "Blind Douluo."

When it was Zhou Yi's turn, only an ordinary Cloud appeared on his hand; there was no Twin Spirits, nor any special effects. Good grief, he had just mocked Tang San's Blue Silver Grass, and it turned out his own martial soul was also plain and unremarkable; at least the other guy had Twin Spirits, and both were incredibly powerful, Zhou Yi thought with a bitter smile.

Looking at Zhou Yi's martial soul, Tang San chuckled inwardly, *that's what you get for mocking me, hahaha. *

"An ordinary cloud, no attack power, another trash martial soul." Su Yuntao shook his head.

Suddenly, there was another burst of dazzling blue light.

"Hmm? You also have Innate Full Soul Power? What a pity, what a pity." Su Yuntao was shocked; what kind of village was this to produce two people with Innate Full Soul Power? It was just a pity that both were trash martial souls with no attack power.

Good grief, Zhou Yi was feeling emo inside, but upon hearing this, he couldn't help but be amused. *You truly live up to your name, Blind Douluo; I never thought I'd get this treatment too. * He knew that this time, he was set.

Of course, as a modern person, he felt that a cloud could also have powerful attacks; he had confidence that he could develop his martial soul into something with great might.

The door opened, and Old Jack greeted Su Yuntao nervously, "Master, how is it? Is there any possibility for the children in our village to become Spirit Masters this year?"

Su Yuntao looked at him, sighed, and said, "There are two, and both have Innate Full Soul Power, but it's a pity, they are both trash martial souls."

"Ah, this..."

After Su Yuntao left, Zhou Yi spoke to Old Jack with a cheeky grin.

"Don't worry, maybe in the future, this village can be renamed God Spirit Village; after all, two gods have emerged, hiahiahia."

"Stop joking. It just so happens that the neighboring village had no one awaken soul power this year, so the vacant spots are just enough to send you all to Nuoding Academy to study."

Anyway, his apparent talent wasn't outstanding enough to be invited to join the Spirit Hall, so he didn't need to shamelessly try to join.

It just so happened that he didn't like being restricted by any faction, nor did he crave Bibi Dong's body like some people from his past life.

Since that was the case, wouldn't it be better to join no faction and be free and easy?

Thus, everyone went home. At this moment, a touching scene between father and son might be playing out at Tang San's house, while Zhou Yi also had to start carefully studying his own martial soul.

Returning to his room, Zhou Yi released his martial soul. As he let go of his control, the entire room was filled with Cloud Mist. In this environment wrapped in mist, his mood became much more pleasant.

Sure enough, it had all the characteristics that Cloud Mist should have, and with his mental control, the Cloud Mist could gather or disperse into shapes anywhere.

Cloud Mist was originally a visible aggregate suspended in the air, composed of a large number of water droplets, ice crystals, or a combination of both.

Recalling the characteristics of Cloud Mist and thinking for a while, he already had a plan for the direction of his future Soul Rings.

One must know that many natural disasters in the world are accompanied by changes in Cloud Mist.

And the forms of clouds, which are essentially polymers of water vapor, ice crystals, and the like, are even more diverse; as a modern person, he instead believes this martial soul has immense potential.

"Hmm?"

Ever since Zhou Yi awakened his martial soul, he discovered he could absorb external soul power; he remembered the original work stating that after a Spirit Master reaches their level limit, continuing to cultivate will not increase their level, but soul power will accumulate within the body until it manifests all at once after obtaining a Soul Ring to break through.

Consequently, after returning home, he intended to continue cultivating soul power, but unexpectedly, after just absorbing external soul power, he discovered a qualitative difference between the absorbed soul power and the soul power within his body; the quality of one strand of his original internal soul power was worth ten strands of the absorbed soul power.

"Could it be?"

Sure enough, after inputting the externally absorbed soul power into the Golden Core, a tenth of the amount flowed out as thick, pure white soul power after a short while.

So you aren't completely useless after all, but do you have to be so stingy? The soul power absorbed by this Golden Core cannot be touched at all; only by injecting the soul power he cultivated himself will it return any.

I'll just treat it as a purifier from now on.

In that case, the soul power he can use and consume in the future will be ten times that of a Spirit Master of the same level.

However, since his cultivation speed might not necessarily keep up with that cheater Tang San who has the Mysterious Heaven Skill, and now that his cultivation is ten times slower, he will have to work even harder at his cultivation.

I will call you Spiritual Power from now on; that's right, he calls that bead the Golden Core.

Spiritual Power, Golden Core—just a way to reminisce about the immortal cultivation plots of his past life.

Thinking of these things, he continued to accumulate and purify his soul power.