Second Sign-In: Ruyi Golden Cudgel in the Left Hand, Pangu's Heaven-Opening Axe in the Right!

"..."

Whenever Tang San saw Mo Lang's smug expression, he wondered whether this guy was some Tang Sect disciple who had disliked him and crossed over just to bully him.

Was that why he had come?

However, when Tang San had nearly died to a venomous snake at the age of three, Mo Lang had stepped forward and saved him. Only then had he lowered his guard.

That was also why Tang San was willing to call Mo Lang Lang-ge.

It was also why Tang Hao was willing to chat and drink with a little brat like Mo Lang.

The debt of saving a life weighed heavier than Mount Tai!

From then on, Tang San began paying attention to this young man who appeared carefree and unserious on the surface, yet was actually far more mature than others his age.

What he did not know was that Mo Lang had risked his life to save him precisely so he could freeload off him, while also taking Tang Hao as his big brother. After all, Mo Lang alone in Holy Soul Village knew that Tang Hao was a Titled Douluo!

Before he became invincible, this was a powerful backer.

Still, because Mo Lang had not participated in the Martial Soul Awakening Ceremony last year, Tang San had learned some things about Martial Souls.

His Mysterious Heaven Skill had not yet reached the peak of the first level, however, so he did not know about Spirit Rings.

After giving Tang San the food he had cooked, Mo Lang looked at the awakened Tang Hao and said, "Hao-ge, I'll teach you how to shake dice next time. You really have no talent for finger-guessing."

"Who are you calling untalented at finger-guessing? Tonight, we'll settle this properly. If I lose, I'll call you Lang-ge!" Seeing Mo Lang's expression that plainly said, You're trash. You can't do it, Tang Hao immediately flew into a rage out of embarrassment.

"No time. The Martial Soul Awakening Ceremony is in three months, so I need to start cultivating seriously. Who has time to drink with trash like you?" Mo Lang waved his hand dismissively, nearly twisting Tang Hao's nose with anger.

I'm a dignified Titled Douluo!

One of the Slaughter Gods of Slaughter City!

One of the continent's three great Divine Blacksmiths!

And you call me trash?

If you weren't a child, I'd definitely teach you a proper lesson!

"Once I've awakened, I'll take you to try something new!"

"Alright, little brother Mo!"

Tang San: "..."

Old Jack: "..."

Very soon.

Three months passed.

It was still that familiar little hill.

Over those three months, a figure had appeared there every night when all was quiet.

That person was Mo Lang!

According to the introduction to the Starfall Art, cultivating at night was more effective.

Sure enough.

Whenever Mo Lang cultivated at night, he could feel the stars filling the sky sending down strands of Star Power, invisible to everyone else, which drilled into his body.

Strangely, he had reached level ten Innate Full Soul Power a month ago. Yet unlike Tang San, he had not encountered a bottleneck and could continue cultivating!

Thus, he cultivated for another two months. Only after reaching level twenty Innate Full Soul Power today did that bottleneck finally appear.

Mo Lang attributed this to the Starfall Art being more advanced than the Mysterious Heaven Skill, which was why level twenty was his limit.

That meant that, like Qian Renxue, he had Innate Twenty Full Soul Power!

"Tsk, tsk. As expected of my future wife. Even her Innate Full Soul Power has to match mine."

Feeling the dazzling, star-like Soul Power flowing through his body, Mo Lang narcissistically stroked his chin and thought:

"Little wife, wait for me. I'll come find you soon!"

The next day.

Mo Lang followed Old Jack to Tang San's home to take Tang San for his Martial Soul Awakening.

But unlike in the novel, Tang Hao actually intended to come along.

"Brat, today I'm going to see what Martial Soul you awaken. If it's some trash Martial Soul, I'll laugh myself to death!"

Tang Hao regretted those words as soon as he said them.

He did not know why, but he had suddenly become so childish these past few years.

Especially since Old Jack was staring at him as though he wanted to kill him.

"Ahem, ahem. Just joking. You go ahead. I'll buy a few bottles of wine and celebrate for you!" Tang Hao waved awkwardly.

At the same time, a trace of melancholy flashed through his eyes.

Was his son already this old?

He had already reached the age for Martial Soul Awakening.

If so, then it was time for him to leave as well.

With that brat Mo Lang around, he could rest assured.

Spirit Hall.

That was, the wooden house.

After Old Jack and Su Yuntao went through a round of preparations, it was finally Tang San's turn to undergo Martial Soul Awakening.

It was at that moment that the system's voice, silent for three months, sounded once more.

"Ding! Detected that Tang San is undergoing his first Martial Soul Awakening Ceremony. Sign-in conditions met. Would you like to sign in?"

Without the slightest hesitation, Mo Lang selected yes!

"Ding! Congratulations, host, on successfully signing in! Reward: God-level Martial Soul Ruyi Golden Cudgel, Chaos-level Martial Soul Pangu's Heaven-Opening Axe!"

"!!!"

Upon hearing the system's rewards, Mo Lang was utterly stunned!

No way!

The Ruyi Golden Cudgel and Pangu's Heaven-Opening Axe!

One God-level Martial Soul and one Chaos-level Martial Soul!

Seeing this, Mo Lang felt immensely fortunate that he had laid low last year!

Otherwise, he would have regretted it to death!

Douluo Continent was merely a low-level plane.

Above it was the God Realm!

To possess Martial Souls beyond this plane from the very beginning—he was simply invincible!

More importantly, he had the Chaos-level Martial Soul Pangu's Heaven-Opening Axe!

This was enough to make his Martial Soul invincible even in the God Realm!

Of course, he did not have any Spirit Rings yet. He also did not know whether the system could overturn Yu Xiaogang's research and give him a Ten Thousand Year Spirit Ring as his very first Spirit Ring. That would be incredible!

"Ding! Next sign-in location: Tang San's first apprenticeship under Yu Xiaogang!"

Seeing the next sign-in location, Mo Lang grew expectant again. He wondered what reward he would receive for signing in when Tang San first became Yu Xiaogang's disciple!

But now, he was a little worried. What if his incredible talent was exposed?

Spirit Hall would definitely take notice then. How could he continue signing in beside Tang San?

Even if Spirit Hall gave him endless resources, how could they compare to the system's rewards?

More importantly, he did not want to be too high-profile.

He only wanted to quietly grow rich and pick up some girls.

As a virgin in his past life, he had an unusual obsession with chasing girls!

"System, could you..."

"Yes."

"I haven't even finished speaking, and you already can?"

"I can hear your thoughts."

"Then I have an unreasonable request..."

"Lasting longer depends on you. This system can't help with that." Clearly, the system had once again read Mo Lang's thoughts about becoming more enduring.

"..."

"Fine, then help me hide my talent so I can go to Notting City with Tang San to attend school."

That was where Tang San first met Xiao Wu. Mo Lang felt that there would definitely be another chance to sign in there.

"No problem."

Soon, after Tang San finished testing, Su Yuntao said with a regretful expression:

"What a pity. Innate Full Soul Power, yet it's a useless Martial Soul like Blue Silver Grass."

After saying that, he looked at Mo Lang. "Brat, it's your turn."

"Alright!"

Mo Lang adjusted his Soul Power to level one, then had the system turn the Ruyi Golden Cudgel into a needle. That way, he could attend school in Notting City without taking up Tang San's work-study student slot.

"A silver needle?"

Seeing Mo Lang's Martial Soul, Su Yuntao sighed. Another low-grade Martial Soul.

Sure enough, it was too difficult for geniuses to emerge from a rural place like this.

"Do you want to test your Soul Power?"

Still, Su Yuntao asked Mo Lang, since a silver needle had at least some offensive capability and could perhaps serve as an auxiliary healing Soul Master.

"Mhm." Mo Lang nodded.

"Level one Soul Power. You at least qualify to become a Soul Master, but you can't cultivate for free at Spirit Hall. If you want to become a Soul Master, go attend school yourself," Su Yuntao said.

Then he gathered his things and left without looking back.

The door opened.

Old Jack immediately hurried over and asked nervously, "Master, are there any children in our village this year who can become Soul Masters?"

Su Yuntao glanced at Old Jack and sighed. "There are two, but it's a pity..."

"Master, what happened?"

Su Yuntao told him about Mo Lang and Tang San, then left.

Old Jack looked at Mo Lang and Tang San. "Don't worry. Even if I have to sell everything I own, Grandpa will send you two to Notting City to attend school."

"Besides, who says useless Martial Souls can't cultivate? As far as I'm concerned, there are no useless Martial Souls, only useless people!"

"Grandpa is waiting for the day you become Soul Sages!"

Mo Lang looked at Old Jack in surprise. He had not expected Old Jack to say such a famous saying while comforting him.

Looking at Old Jack's face, dotted with age spots, Mo Lang clenched his fists and swore inwardly.

"Old Jack, don't worry. With me around, I'll even take you to see the God Realm!"

But before that, he needed to earn some tuition money.

Otherwise, Old Jack's little savings would not be enough.