Body Martial Soul

As the children awakened their Martial Souls one by one, it was soon the last child's turn—Wu Tong.

Without waiting for Mo Xuan to call him, Wu Tong walked straight into the Hexagonal Array on the ground.

A pale golden glow flashed from the Black Stone.

Wu Tong closed his eyes. In the darkness, a cool breath crept upward from the soles of his feet. It entered his Brain, then vanished without a trace.

After the sensation faded, Wu Tong felt as though an invisible beam of light had pierced through the fog of his thoughts, illuminating his once-muddled Brain.

In an instant, Wu Tong felt his muddled thoughts become exceptionally clear. Like parched earth receiving sweet rain after a long drought, his mind was instantly nourished with vibrant life. His Brain began operating at an astonishing speed, every thought streaking across the night sky like a meteor—swift and dazzling.

Problems that had once seemed complicated were rapidly dismantled and reassembled in Wu Tong's mind, ultimately presenting themselves with unprecedented clarity and logic. He was astonished that he could so easily grasp the essence of a problem, as though every challenge had become effortless to solve.

At the same time, Wu Tong's memory seemed to undergo a qualitative leap. Trivial information and forgotten fragments from his previous life now shone in his mind like illuminated stars, dazzling and within reach. He could swiftly recall any detail he needed, and even long-buried memories emerged vividly before his eyes.

This sudden increase in Wisdom filled Wu Tong with unprecedented confidence and excitement. Almost instantly, he realized what his Martial Soul was.

It was the Body Martial Soul that should only have shone brilliantly during the era of Douluo II.

Body Martial Soul—Brain.

"No Martial Soul has manifested. A Body Martial Soul?" Seeing that Wu Tong held nothing in his hands, Mo Xuan immediately understood his situation.

After all, Spirit Hall had been awakening Martial Souls for commoners for so many years. Aside from inherited Martial Souls from sects, most Martial Souls had records on file.

Body Martial Souls were rare, but not unheard of.

"Which part of your body is your Martial Soul?" Mo Xuan asked.

"Master, it's my Brain," Wu Tong answered instinctively upon hearing the question.

"Ah, another Useless Martial Soul." Mo Xuan was somewhat disappointed.

After all, in the eyes of people in Douluo I, Body Martial Souls possessed neither the destructive power of tool Martial Souls nor the ability of beast Martial Souls to strengthen the body. Nor could they provide others with the benefits of auxiliary Martial Souls. They were truly useless.

Yet after hearing Mo Xuan mutter those words, Wu Tong paid them no mind.

Because he knew very well just how much potential a Body Martial Soul possessed.

Setting aside the possibility of a future second awakening, even with his current Brain Martial Soul alone, Wu Tong could think of several paths for development.

But Wu Tong did not choose any of those ideas. His obsession with a Golden Finger made him think, the moment he learned that his Martial Soul was his Brain, of the novels he had read before transmigrating in his previous life—novels about heaven-defying comprehension.

Thus, a bold idea formed in Wu Tong's heart. He wanted to use his Martial Soul to create a low-grade version of a heaven-defying comprehension talent.

In Wu Tong's view, as long as it possessed even one ten-thousandth of that talent's effects, he would surely reach the pinnacle of Douluo. Perhaps in the future, he might even step into countless worlds and endless dimensions.

After all, even Douluo Continent, a world he had once considered fictional in his previous life, existed. Then other worlds should exist as well. It was only that his current self had no way to travel to them.

Coming back to his senses, Wu Tong began eagerly wondering whether he possessed Soul Power. After all, everything was ready except the final piece. As long as he had Soul Power, even if it was only Rank One Soul Power, Wu Tong believed he could carry out his plan. The only difference would be how much time it took.

"Enough. A Useless Martial Soul isn't such a big deal. Hurry over and test your Soul Power. Once we're done, I need to leave." Seeing Wu Tong standing there deep in thought, Mo Xuan assumed he could not accept it.

After casually offering a word of comfort, he urged Wu Tong to undergo the Soul Power test.

Wu Tong paid no attention to Mo Xuan's words and placed his hand on the Crystal Ball.

Whoosh!!!

In that instant...

Dazzling Golden Light burst from the Crystal Ball, filling every corner of it.

"Inn... Innate Full Soul Power." Mo Xuan was so shocked that he could barely speak.

Mo Xuan looked at Wu Tong with envy, then shook his head helplessly. "What a pity... to possess such talent, yet only... sigh."

The words "Useless Martial Soul" had nearly slipped out, but when Mo Xuan considered that the boy's future achievements might far surpass his own, he hurriedly stopped himself and merely sighed.

Having recovered from his shock, Mo Xuan also developed the desire to recruit him. The talent of Innate Full Soul Power was simply too tempting. After all, even Hu Liena, the current Saintess of Spirit Hall, possessed only Rank Nine Innate Soul Power.

Looking at the calm-faced Wu Tong before him, Mo Xuan could no longer hold himself back.

"Wu Tong, is it? Do you know what Innate Full Soul Power means?"

"A Spirit Master's potential depends not only on the quality of their Martial Soul, but even more on the level of their Innate Soul Power."

"Even if someone has a decent Martial Soul, they cannot cultivate without Innate Soul Power."

"The level of Innate Soul Power represents how quickly one can cultivate in the future, and it also determines one's future achievements. With the talent of Innate Full Soul Power, barring any accidents, you will certainly become a Titled Douluo someday."

"Do you know what kind of figure a Titled Douluo is? They are legendary figures who stand at the pinnacle of Douluo Continent today."

"Child, your future achievements will surely be limitless."

Do you really need to tell me that? Wu Tong calmly shot him a look, moved his lips, and casually answered, "Oh."

After all, once Wu Tong had decided how to develop his Martial Soul, his future had already become limitless.

Innate Full Soul Power could not be called timely help in a snowstorm. At most, it was icing on the cake.

Mo Xuan was instantly dumbfounded, the corner of his mouth twitching.

Do you even know what that means? At least give me a normal reaction! Back then, I was overjoyed just to have Rank Three Soul Power.

Mo Xuan subconsciously looked behind him, toward the row of envious and admiring gazes.

Now that's the proper reaction!

Taking a deep breath, Mo Xuan suppressed his urge to complain and invited Wu Tong.

"Wu Tong, would you be willing to join Spirit Hall?"

Whoosh!

Suddenly, Wu Tong raised his head. His eyes gleamed brightly, as though he had suddenly thought of something.

He was finally tempted. It seemed the words Spirit Hall were still quite appealing. Mo Xuan smiled in relief.

But Wu Tong's next answer made his expression freeze instantly.

Wisdom gleamed in Wu Tong's eyes as his lips moved and he spoke.

"I am still young, and there are many things I do not fully understand. I do not wish to consider such matters now. I will think about them after I finish Soul Master Academy and become a Spirit Master."

"Thank you, Master, for awakening my Martial Soul."

Mo Xuan's mouth twitched, his gaze full of resentment. Then why were you so excited just now?

Were you playing with me?

Naturally, Wu Tong had not been excited to toy with Mo Xuan. He had suddenly thought of what Soul Skill his first Spirit Ring should grant him, which was why he had become so excited.

Wu Tong gave an awkward laugh and left the Hexagonal Array to stand at the side. His meaning was obvious.

"Very well. Then let it be so."

Mo Xuan did not find it too regrettable. After all, it was merely a Useless Martial Soul that could neither attack nor provide support.