The Descendants of Yan and Huang Certainly Couldn't Be Left Out

Hearing the name Tang Yin, Chen Jianshu narrowed his eyes slightly. Wasn't that Tang San's alias? A level twenty-one Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul—had there been such a person in the original story?

He couldn't help taking another look at the man, who had just shown killing intent toward him and Na'er. Could he be another fellow who had inherited Little Scumbag's teachings?

While he pondered, the introductions continued, and soon it was the turn of the last few people.

"My name is Xu Xiaoyan. My Martial Soul is the Star Wheel Ice Staff, and I'm level thirty-one. My goal is to become a powerful Control System Limit Douluo like Fengxiao Douluo."

Xu Xiaoyan stood up and introduced herself. The news that she was a level thirty-one Soul Elder immediately stunned the entire class. Even Wu Changkong couldn't help taking another look at her.

Reaching the Soul Elder rank at her age was indeed impressive. She had already joined the heavenly geniuses at the top of the continent's pyramid.

"A Soul Elder?!"

"Oh my heavens! There's actually a Soul Elder?!"

"I'm only level eighteen! How has someone already reached the Soul Elder rank?!"

Xu Xiaoyan's level was like a bomb dropped into the deep sea, leaving the whole class in shock.

After all, in a class where the average student was a Soul Master or Soul Grandmaster, a powerful Soul Elder had suddenly popped up. Who wouldn't be stunned?

Seeing everyone's shocked looks, Xu Xiaoyan scratched her head. It felt like a face-slapping scene straight out of a wish-fulfillment novel. Then she sat down.

Her level had risen so quickly because of the absolute effectiveness of her powerful Martial Soul, which had earned her the position of Purple-Rank Core Disciple in the Spirit Pagoda.

Under the Spirit Pagoda's training, she had reached the Soul Elder rank. Its higher-ups were no fools; they knew that if this control ability could lock onto Di Tian and be released,

Even Di Tian would be forcibly controlled for a second, so long as he didn't use Dragon God Claw. Naturally, they would do their utmost to cultivate her. Its absolute effectiveness and power were beyond doubt.

After Xu Xiaoyan sat down, it was Na'er's turn. As she stood, everyone fixed their eyes on the incomparably beautiful girl.

"My name is Na'er. My Martial Soul is the Silver Dragon Spear, and my Soul Power Level is thirty-one. My goal is to become someone who promotes harmony between the two races, like the First Generation Spirit Transmission Douluo."

Na'er gave her details too. The appearance of another Soul Elder once again drew exclamations of astonishment. They hadn't expected little Eastsea City to have so many heavenly geniuses gathered in it.

"Another Soul Elder..."

"Heavens, how on earth do they cultivate?"

Hearing their levels, the lower-level students couldn't help wailing. In front of those two, they felt like trash.

Last was Chen Jianshu. He was currently at the peak of level twenty-nine, a fifth-rank blacksmith who had comprehended Intent and Human-Weapon Unity, with Spiritual Power at the Spirit Sea Realm.

"Chen Jianshu. Martial Soul: cards. Level twenty-nine. I don't have any great ambitions. Does wanting to challenge every Soul Master with a Tool Martial Soul count?"

He stood and calmly described his ambition, leaving everyone puzzled by his goal.

They could understand wanting to challenge powerful Soul Masters and Soul Beasts, but challenging only Soul Masters with Tool Martial Souls made no sense to them.

"Why?"

Wu Changkong was puzzled too. Other people challenged powerful Soul Masters, yet Chen Jianshu had specifically singled out those with Tool Martial Souls. A trace of curiosity arose in his heart, so he asked.

"Teacher, do you have a Tool Martial Soul?"

"Yes."

"Then summon it and let me have a look. I'll show you a trick."

Chen Jianshu had no intention of hiding his Soul Skill. After all, there was nothing worth concealing about his First Soul Skill. What, did someone want to guard against it? They'd have to fight him without summoning their Martial Soul.

Wu Changkong didn't hesitate. A longsword that looked as though it had been forged entirely from ten-thousand-year cold jade appeared in his hand. No Soul Rings appeared around him; once one's strength reached a certain level, one could control whether they appeared.

"So that's the teacher's Martial Soul?"

"It's so cold..."

The instant the Heavenly Frost Sword appeared, the temperature in the classroom plummeted. Under Wu Changkong's gaze, Chen Jianshu instantly analyzed the sword, then raised his hand and released his First Soul Skill.

As everyone watched, two purple Soul Rings circled his body. The Soul Ring Configuration drew countless astonished gazes.

"Two Thousand-Year Soul Rings!"

"Oh my heavens! Doesn't that mean... his Spiritual Power has already reached the Spirit Connection Realm?! He's only nine!"

Noisy discussion erupted throughout the class. Everyone marveled that both his Soul Rings were thousand-year rings. A shadow flickered in Tang Yin's eyes as he thought of his Ten-Year Solitary Bamboo Soul Spirit.

And after three years of blacksmithing and selling Hidden Weapons, he had saved up enough for another draw, only to get a Little Green Snake Soul Spirit.

He couldn't help it. He refused to join the Spirit Pagoda, and how much could he earn from blacksmithing alone? But he knew the Spirit Pagoda had a Spirit Ascension Platform that could increase the age of Soul Rings, so he hadn't paid it much mind.

Once he reunited with the Tang Sect, he would find a way to seize that Spirit Ascension Platform. How could such dangerous technology, capable of overturning the cultivation system of the Douluo Continent, be left in the hands of the evil Spirit Pagoda?

The evil Spirit Pagoda is an affront to heavenly law! I, Tang San, will one day carry out heaven's justice!

Those were Tang San's thoughts. Outside his mind, under everyone's watchful eyes, an identical Heavenly Frost Sword appeared, also filled with an aura of extreme cold.

"That's the teacher's Martial Soul!"

"What's going on?! Why does he have the teacher's Martial Soul?!"

Everyone froze at the sight of the Martial Soul he had displayed. Even Wu Changkong's eyes flashed with surprise. Then Chen Jianshu pointed at the figure on the podium and issued a command.

"Go!"

Whoosh!

At his command, the Heavenly Frost Sword shot straight toward the podium. Everyone immediately turned to look. Just as the blue longsword was about to strike Wu Changkong—

Swish!

A blue afterimage flashed past. At some unknown moment, he had swung his sword, and the Heavenly Frost Sword shattered the incoming counterfeit.

"A Copying Martial Soul? But its might seems far inferior to the genuine Martial Soul. It does resemble Food God Douluo's Mirror Soul Skill."

After sensing it, he confirmed the other's ability: copying Tool Martial Souls. Its might was only about half that of the original at the same level, much like the Mirror Sausage of Oscar, the God of Food from twenty thousand years ago.

"More or less, but that's far from all. Xie Xie, Xu Xiaoyan, Na'er, summon your Martial Souls."

Chen Jianshu nodded slightly and raised his hand again. Curious, the three of them summoned their Martial Souls as requested.

The next second, as everyone watched, four Martial Souls appeared: the Heavenly Frost Sword, the Light Dragon Dagger, the Shadow Dragon Dagger, and the Star Wheel Ice Staff.

He seized the Star Wheel Ice Staff and used his second Soul Skill, Reflection. The skill could be released in two ways: he could reflect a Martial Soul's Soul Skill onto his Noble Phantasm, or reflect it onto someone else to enhance them.

"Star Wheel Chain! Go!"

Chen Jianshu released Xu Xiaoyan's Soul Skill directly, while the two daggers and the sword attacked his opponent.

Wu Changkong was forcibly controlled for half a second before blasting the chains apart. With one stroke, he shattered the three incoming weapons, which vanished like broken mirrors.

"You can copy several weapons at once? Is seeing someone else's Martial Soul all you need to copy it?"

Wu Changkong's interest was piqued. After all, he had only seen someone copy others' Martial Souls in the case of Food God Douluo twenty thousand years ago.

And that man needed only a drop of his target's blood as a medium to copy their Martial Soul and Soul Skills. He could do it whether they had a Tool, Beast, or elemental Martial Soul.

Chen Jianshu's copying seemed limited to Tool Martial Souls, but he only needed one look at someone else's Martial Soul and could copy several at once. The conditions could be called quite lenient.

"More or less. I can analyze one after looking at it for about five seconds. Depending on the Martial Soul's quality, the speed and cost of projecting it also differ."

As Chen Jianshu spoke, he infused Soul Power and began projecting the Silver Dragon Spear. A silvery-white spear slowly emerged.

Na'er's eyes widened. She looked at the genuine Silver Dragon Spear in her hand, then at the fake Silver Dragon Spear in his. Her eyes were full of disbelief. Could he even copy a divine weapon?

The Silver Dragon Spear had taken Chen Jianshu a full five seconds to project and consumed a great deal of Soul Power, about a fifth of his total.

At his command, the Silver Dragon Spear shot toward Wu Changkong, who swung his Heavenly Frost Sword.

Clang!

With a crisp ring, the Silver Dragon Spear flew away. It spun several times around the classroom before Wu Changkong caught it.

Wu Changkong instinctively looked at the Silver Dragon Spear in Na'er's hand and felt the suppression of its superior Martial Soul grade. Could it be a Super Martial Soul?

He could sense how extraordinary the spear was. It was definitely above a top-tier Martial Soul and very likely of the Super Martial Soul grade.

There had been precedents for Super Martial Souls on the Douluo Continent, such as the Yuanen Family's Titan Giant Ape Martial Soul and the Fallen Angel Martial Soul among Evil Soul Masters.

Among the inherited Martial Souls of Mingdu's Xu Family, the Purple Brilliant Heaven Destroying Dragon, Dark Demon Scythe, and Ice Jade Scorpion were all Super Martial Souls.

As for whom the Xu Family's Super Martial Soul, the Ice Jade Scorpion, came from? So hard to guess, really so hard to guess~

As everyone knew, Mingdu's Xu Family had many inherited Martial Souls, such as the Sun, Silver Moon, Purple Brilliant Heaven Destroying Dragon, Dark Demon Scythe, food-system orange, Three-Eyed White Tiger, Spiritual Eyes, Evil-Eyed White Tiger, and Ice Jade Scorpion.

Of course, this was the author's own setting, so there was no need to mind those details.

"A very powerful Soul Skill. It can manifest other people's Tool Martial Souls and Soul Skills, with about fifty percent of their might at the same level. But copying several Martial Souls at once also comes at an enormous cost."

Wu Changkong sensed his expenditure. Clearly, the Silver Dragon Spear had cost a great deal, and together with his own Heavenly Frost Sword, the Star Wheel Ice Staff, and Xie Xie's Light Dragon Dagger and Shadow Dragon Dagger, it had consumed a quarter of Chen Jianshu's Soul Power.

"More or less. Once I reach five rings and form a Soul Core, that drawback will no longer exist."

Chen Jianshu understood it clearly: he was short on mana. But once he formed a Soul Core, that would no longer be a concern.

"If you want to form a Soul Core at the Soul King stage, you'll need to lay a solid foundation. I can sense that your Martial Soul doesn't seem to enhance your body very much."

"If you want to form a Soul Core at the Soul King stage, you'll need to spend a great many resources tempering your body."

Wu Changkong looked at his Martial Soul—cards—and saw that it didn't seem to have much to do with combat. As a result, it enhanced his body very little as his level rose, and he would need to spend resources tempering and honing himself later.

"I know. That's why I've been saving up."

Chen Jianshu nodded slightly. He had been saving money lately, hoping to buy a ten-thousand-year Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum, an Immortal Herb with neutral medicinal properties used specifically to cultivate an Indestructible Diamond Body.

With the help of that Immortal Herb, he would certainly be able to form his First Soul Core at the Soul King stage.

"If there's anything you don't understand, you can always come to my office and ask me. Sit down."

Wu Changkong nodded. He hadn't expected Eastsea Academy to have so many promising talents this time. He had heard that a disciple taken in by Tower Master Di Tian was here as well.

His gaze swept over Xu Xiaoyan, Chen Jianshu, and Na'er. Over ten thousand years, Tower Master Di Tian's students could be found all across the land.

People like Chen Xinjie, Qiangu Dieting, Qiangu Qingfeng, Qiangu Dongfeng, and Yu Guanzhi, all top Limit experts today, had received Old Di's guidance when they were young.

Old Di had even been given many titles, such as Master of Limit Douluos and Master of Divine Craftsman.

That was mainly because Old Di was currently the only one active in the public eye. The Snow Empress of the Far North was in a land of extreme cold and rarely showed herself, while the Evil Emperor was the Continent's Largest Soul Guidance Computer Core and rarely went out either.

Those whom Old Di took a liking to and guided generally had the potential to reach the Limit, so Wu Changkong paid particular attention to the three of them.

Wu Changkong slowly withdrew his gaze. Once the introductions were over, he turned on the computer screen behind him and said:

"Now, let's begin the first lesson of the school year."

He started a video, once again about moral character. It brainwashed the students: peace had not come easily, harmony was to be valued, and they didn't cause trouble, but they weren't afraid of it either.

It also pointed out Shrek Academy's philosophy: those who dared not cause trouble were mediocre, but those who caused trouble recklessly would end up in a coffin.

The students watched with great interest. Only the student named Tang Yin had a face as black as thunder. Watching the video, he thought resentfully:

This Eastsea Academy dares to slander my Shrek Academy. You already have a way to die!

Whether at an elementary, intermediate, or advanced Soul Master Academy, or when taking civil service exams for the Spirit Pagoda, War God Temple, or Federation, Ideological and Political Education was enforced most strictly. Its importance was placed at the highest alert level, alongside the dangers of drug use.

So the Federation wasn't particularly strict about these things, but if suggestive videos appeared on short-video platforms, their reach still had to be restricted when appropriate, and they still had to be deleted when necessary. After all, all evil would be brought to justice.

After the first lesson of the school year ended, everyone filed out of the classroom. Na'er followed Chen Jianshu out, and Xu Xiaoyan asked curiously:

"A Shu, is this your younger sister?"

"Yes."

"How come I've never heard you mention her?"

It was the first time Xu Xiaoyan had heard that he had a younger sister, and she was so pretty too. With silver hair and silver eyes, she was simply adorable. If she wore twin tails, she'd be as beautiful as a heroine from a novel.

Even she couldn't help marveling. What a pretty young lady. Cuddles~

P.S. The first and second installments for July 18, combined into one long chapter.