Refining the Soul Spirit

Her eyes were tightly shut, as if she were immersed in some profound meditation, yet also as if she were gathering energy on the verge of eruption. Her smooth golden hair fell like a waterfall, shimmering with a dazzling, sunlike luster, adding a touch of sacred, inviolable presence to her.

Just like that, she stood there quietly, like a perfect statue, radiating beauty and power that made one yearn for her.

She wore a suit of armor that was both ancient and resplendent, engraved with intricate, delicate patterns like the veins of history, covering every inch of her body. The longsword clenched in her hand seemed to contain some mysterious power within its blade; faintly, flowing lights and colors leaped across it, flickering with a soul-stirring glimmer.

It was fifteen centimeters tall, like an exquisite figurine.

Good grief! Whoever designed this Metal Soul Spirit had to be an anime fan.

They had even carried it all the way into another world!

As if sensing Lin Xingyu's gaze, the light radiating from the figurine grew even more intense, as though it were trying to express something.

"I know the desire for evolution deep in your heart, your longing to become a complete life. Be at ease. I am about to take you in as my first Soul Spirit, and I promise I will do everything in my power to nurture you, help you transform, and allow the full brilliance of your life to bloom!"

On the Metal Soul Spirit, light surged, flowing faster and faster.

Lin Xingyu gently twisted open the seal of the Soul Spirit Orb.

The Metal Soul Spirit drifted out of the Soul Spirit Orb, and under the outside world's reflection, its body abruptly expanded from fifteen centimeters to thirty centimeters, like a miniature metal war god. At the same time, the surrounding fire elements and Gold Element seemed to answer some mysterious summons, swiftly gathering as radiant light interwove into a brilliant glow.

At the same time, a sharp, utterly blazing Sword Light suddenly condensed on that longsword.

The Sword Light pointed straight at Lin Xingyu.

In that instant, Lin Xingyu abruptly entered Martial Soul Possession, and an incomparably sharp, fire-hot aura burst out in all directions, shaking every inch of the surrounding space.

The Sword Light that had been stabbing toward Lin Xingyu at high speed seemed to encounter an invisible obstruction in that split second, and it involuntarily paused. At the same time, it seemed to sense some familiar yet bewildering aura, as though it had fallen into a deep fog, becoming confused and hesitant.

The Metal Soul Spirit swayed lightly in midair, like an elf dancing gracefully.

The corners of Lin Xingyu's mouth lifted slightly, and he elegantly extended a palm, as if welcoming a traveler home, steadily supporting the Metal Soul Spirit hovering in the air. Sensing Lin Xingyu's warm yet powerful aura, the Metal Soul Spirit first gave a faint tremble, but in the end, it chose obedience, without the slightest intent to resist.

Witnessing this scene, Lin Xingyu slowly mobilized the gentle, delicate Soul Power within his body, letting it spill softly from his palm like a trickling stream.

When that stream of Soul Power was sensed by the Metal Soul Spirit, the Metal Soul Spirit hesitated briefly, then transformed into a streak of dazzling light and silently merged into Lin Xingyu's body.

With a shift of his thoughts, Lin Xingyu seemed to understand by instinct. He sat upright, five hearts facing the heavens, and instantly sank into meditation, wholeheartedly beginning to refine the Soul Spirit's source power.

At that moment, a tiny wisp of consciousness quietly seeped into Lin Xingyu's heart. It was a complex feeling woven from many emotions, including closeness, fear, longing, dependence, and happiness, tangled together beyond description.

Lin Xingyu opened his heart and sincerely accepted her, letting her existence brush gently across his world like a spring breeze.

In an instant, the Crimson Gold light bursting from Lin Xingyu's body became even more dazzling. On the Crimson Gold Armor he wore, the intricate, delicate golden patterns seemed to be infused with vivid life, slowly spreading and growing, like a lively golden scroll unfurling.

It seemed as if they were about to outline a new pattern.

At this moment, Lin Xingyu's thoughts flashed, and he instantly stepped into the wondrous state of "High-Dimensional Vision." He slowly activated the Star Breathing Technique, allowing every breath to merge perfectly with the rhythm of the Meditation Method, the two complementing each other as they jointly performed a show.

At first, there seemed to be an unbridgeable gulf between the two. However, with the miraculous assistance of "High-Dimensional Vision," they quickly crossed that boundary and gradually fused into a harmonious whole.

The Soul Spirit seemed immersed in boundless joy, its delight beyond words, growing ever brighter and more vivid.

Outside Lin Xingyu's body, a dazzling yellow Soul Ring was slowly gathering into shape, radiating brilliant light.

As the Soul Ring outside his body gradually condensed and took form, Lin Xingyu officially set foot on the path of a Soul Master. His Soul Power broke through that barrier with unstoppable force.

The Soul Power in Lin Xingyu's body was quietly climbing, but his consciousness had already become completely immersed in the vast, boundless Sea of Consciousness.

With the spread of the Soul Spirit system, one could easily connect to the Sea of Consciousness as long as one reached the Spirit Connection Realm.

The Sea of Consciousness could be called an inexhaustible source of Spiritual Power, and on the path of Spiritual Power cultivation, its importance went without saying. Once a Soul Master successfully connected with it, Spiritual Power cultivation would leap into an entirely new realm, with the difference before and after like heaven and earth. Now, on this vast continent, opening the Sea of Consciousness was no longer beyond reach.

Relying on the extraordinary "High-Dimensional Vision," Lin Xingyu had successfully touched the mysterious, unfathomable Sea of Consciousness on the very day of his Martial Soul Awakening.

Within this vast Sea of Consciousness, the Metal Soul Spirit quietly appeared. As the Star Breathing Technique operated serenely, it seemed to form a subtle resonance with Lin Xingyu's blood and qi, Soul Power, and Spiritual Power, establishing an indescribably close connection between them.

It let him sink into Deep Meditation, and the deep secrets of his Martial Soul and Soul Ring seemed to slowly lift their veils and unfold before his eyes.

At this moment, his closely connected "Soul Spirit" and "High-Dimensional Vision" merged, producing a wondrous reaction beyond words.

In his mind, splendid scenes slowly unfurled one after another. All kinds of rules and orders shone forth before his eyes one by one, like dazzling stars.

After absorbing a Soul Ring, other Soul Masters could usually only randomly touch and learn one Soul Skill from among the many that suited them.

Yet at this moment, Lin Xingyu seemed to have grasped a key, unlocking the vast, boundless skill treasury of the Metal Soul Spirit, one that hid countless possibilities.

He was examining these skills one by one, like a craftsman carefully carving his own work. He was not merely browsing them in detail; at the right moments, he was also skillfully cutting and modifying them, making them fit his will and style perfectly, so they shone with unprecedented brilliance.

Moreover, since all life on Douluo Continent had a common ancestor, through cultivating the Star Breathing Technique, he could make the power of his bloodline manifest, then connect his blood and qi with the Soul Spirit, greatly increasing the skills that could become Soul Skills! In theory, even Soul Skills the Metal Soul Spirit did not possess had appeared. The depth of the skill pool had increased tremendously!

"Good grief! I can provide Soul Skills for myself!!!!"

First, he removed all those messy Soul Skills, things like Binding, Parasitism, Spiderweb, and the like, keeping only Soul Skills of metal and fire! Then he would choose the Soul Skills from among them that were closest to the essence.

"Metal Sense... Metal Distortion... Metal Manipulation... Metal Tide... Golden Armor Technique... sharpness... Toughness... burning... condensation... fawning on the powerful... Netherflame... Fire Element Control... Fireball Technique... Fireline Technique... Spark Rain..."

"Good grief, even something this absurd exists?"

"You're the one, Metallurgy Stone!"