Dream Master and Obtaining a Soul Spirit

"Finally, Level 3. Now I'm the same level as Tang Wulin."

The next morning, Nan Fusheng opened his eyes. He had cultivated all night, and of course, the reason he had broken through was still the digestion of the Potion.

As the Potion was digested, his soul power circulated at high speed. Nan Fusheng only half understood the principle, but during the digestion process, it strengthened his physical constitution and foundation.

At the same time, his soul power was drawn into cultivation, circulating dozens of times faster than usual.

Of course, this only happened when the Potion was being digested quickly. It was roughly equivalent to giving him a temporary cultivation speed buff.

And just as Nan Fusheng had expected, while at school, Tang Wulin would glance at him from time to time, sympathy in his eyes. Tang Wulin's mother, Lang Yue, also invited him to their home after school to play with Na'er.

Nan Fusheng readily agreed, but he did not intend to go often. Becoming familiar with Na'er would be enough. After all, no matter how much he raised her favorability, it could never surpass the goodwill Tang Wulin's Golden Dragon King Bloodline brought Na'er.

Besides that, Ah Yin and her husband were also a problem. Tang Wulin and Na'er's relationship had definitely been cultivated with their involvement.

This was probably one of the safeguards ensuring that, after Na'er recovered her memories and discovered the Golden Dragon King Bloodline within Tang Wulin, she would not attack him immediately.

And so, Nan Fusheng's daily life consisted of cultivating and pondering the Acting Method. Of course, after Na'er started school, he also had to beat people up alongside Tang Wulin. Since Na'er had been proven to have no Martial Soul at all on Awakening Day, she could only study in the Ordinary Class.

At the same time, because Na'er was beautiful, the girls their age were jealous of her, while the boys were curious about her and would harass her from time to time. However, since Na'er attended the Ordinary Class, their opponents were mostly ordinary people without soul power, so they were not difficult to deal with.

Under such circumstances, time slowly passed.

Three years later...

"Dad, Mom, I've saved enough money! I've saved enough!" Tang Wulin rushed into the house like he was flying, shouting excitedly.

Nan Fusheng, next door, heard the shout as well. The corners of his mouth rose. "Finally Level 10? My year of waiting wasn't in vain."

After three years, Nan Fusheng had grown past 1.4 meters tall, somewhat taller than others his age. His build was moderate, neither fat nor thin, and he did not look particularly strong. As he grew older, his face became increasingly handsome.

His pitch-black eyes naturally gave others a sense of depth.

For Nan Fusheng, he could have gone to obtain a Soul Spirit a year ago, but he had not done so.

His Innate Soul Power was only Level 1, so he should not have been able to cultivate so quickly. Of course, the main reason was that he had been waiting for Tang Wulin.

If one reached Level 10 before graduating from the Primary Academy, they could receive a recommendation letter from the academy, making it much easier to enter an Intermediate Academy.

But he was not sure whether that recommendation letter was fixed. If it was not, things would be troublesome.

For Nan Fusheng, he could endure the difference between becoming a Spirit Master a year earlier or a year later. After all, it was not as if he could not cultivate; it was only that Soul Scholars cultivated more slowly than Spirit Masters.

But he had to attend the Intermediate Academy in Eastsea City. The future Shrek Seven Devils and Wu Changkong, as well as the Silver Dragon King's other half, Gu Yue, were all people he could come into contact with.

After three years, once his soul power reached Level 10, Nan Fusheng shifted his focus to the Acting Method. He was now a Sequence 5 Dream Stealer.

His Steal now allowed him to take away other people's aspirations and dreams. He could steal memories, or steal an idea someone was about to put into action, leaving them briefly dazed. However, at this stage, he could not retain the stolen idea. He had to take the place of the target and carry out the corresponding action himself.

"Then tomorrow, I'll go obtain a Soul Spirit!"

The Spirit Pagoda organization had existed for ten thousand years. Because of its importance to Spirit Masters, as well as its groundbreaking research into Artificial Soul Spirits, its status had risen steadily. It spread across the three continents and had become one of the most powerful forces.

Aolai City also had a Spirit Pagoda branch. Located in the city center, it was a three-story tower-like building. This was the lowest grade of Spirit Pagoda branch. Spirit Pagodas in medium-sized cities stood seven stories tall, while those in large cities reached thirteen stories.

The Spirit Pagoda headquarters in Shrek City, after generations of renovation, stood eighty-one stories tall and was known as the most magnificent building on the Douluo Continent.

The three-story Spirit Pagoda before Nan Fusheng was also the largest building in Aolai City. Everyone knew where it was, but very few had actually entered it.

When Nan Fusheng arrived, the main doors of the Spirit Pagoda were already open, yet there was hardly anyone around. After all, this

was a place only Spirit Masters came to. In a small place like Aolai City, the number of Spirit Masters could be counted on one hand.

The Spirit Pagoda followed an octagonal standard design, with three stories, four sides, and eight directions. The interior was spacious, its floor paved with marble bearing the Spirit Pagoda's emblem. The hall was broad, and a circle of Gates of unknown destination surrounded it. Directly ahead was something like a counter, behind which sat a Spirit Transmitter in a gray robe.

Upon seeing him, the Spirit Transmitter stood up, his gaze falling on Nan Fusheng. "Hello, little friend. What can I do for you?"

Nan Fusheng said, "Hello, sir Spirit Transmitter. I'm here to purchase a Soul Spirit. My soul power has already reached Level 10."

Upon hearing that, the warmth on the Spirit Transmitter's face immediately increased.

"Did you bring enough money?" the Spirit Transmitter asked.

Nan Fusheng said, "I did."

The Spirit Transmitter said, "What grade of Soul Spirit would you like to purchase, little friend?"

Nan Fusheng said, "Sir Spirit Transmitter, I want to purchase a randomly drawn Soul Spirit."

The enthusiasm on the Spirit Transmitter's face immediately faded considerably. Frowning, he said, "With a random Soul Spirit, you might draw a ten-year one, or you might draw a Century Soul Spirit. But the type is uncertain, and the Soul Spirit you draw may very well not suit your Martial Soul. Some people choose this method to gamble on their luck and save money. But I don't recommend it. Choosing a ten-year white Soul Spirit that suits you directly would be more helpful."

"With a random Soul Spirit draw, it is possible to get a Century Soul Spirit, but you may also draw a defective one. Child, you're still too young. Go home and discuss it with an adult before deciding."

Nan Fusheng shook his head. "I don't have a father. My mother also developed mental problems for certain reasons, and I need to leave some money at home to take care of her. Thirty thousand Federal Coin is already the limit for my family.

I can only gamble on luck. Perhaps heaven will favor me and give me a decent Soul Spirit."

"What a sensible child." Hearing Nan Fusheng's words, the Spirit Transmitter's expression softened involuntarily.