The Abilities of the Imprisoning Dragon Staff

"I have another martial soul—this one."

Tang San had no room left to argue. He could only reveal his secret, and at this moment, he already believed Xiao Lin to be the person in all of Notting City, even Fasinuo Province, who understood martial souls most thoroughly.

Tang San had truly come to see Xiao Lin as his big brother, simply because Xiao Lin could point him toward the future development of his martial souls.

With no one else around, Xiao Lin was still somewhat shocked by Tang San's actions and secretly stopped using his soul power.

Looking at the miniature Clear Sky Hammer in Tang San's hand, Xiao Lin began to feel that the future Double Standard Tang San might have been the result of Yu Xiaogang and the others.

Since that was the case, there was no need for him to directly summon the Imprisoning Dragon Staff to guard against Tang San.

Looking into Tang San's clear eyes, Xiao Lin smiled.

"Just as I expected."

In Tang San's eyes, it was an incomparably confident smile.

This made Tang San admire Xiao Lin even more.

In a tiny village like this, he had actually taught himself and achieved so much. His theories might even surpass those of the most learned person in Fasinuo Province.

"Little San, put it away. This is the Clear Sky Hammer, currently the number one Weapon Soul in the world."

As soon as Xiao Lin finished speaking, Tang San was completely dumbfounded.

"Number one in the world? Didn't they say that children inherit their parents' powerful martial souls?"

If the Clear Sky Hammer was number one in the world, then the Blue Silver... King in his hand was also number one. Who exactly were his parents?

Tang San had always been curious about who his mother was. Now that he completely believed Xiao Lin's words, he firmly remembered this only clue about her.

"If I'm not mistaken, Little San, your father, Uncle Tang Hao, must be the legendary Clear Sky Douluo, the strongest Titled Douluo on the continent."

There was nothing wrong with what Xiao Lin said. Based on the information he could obtain at present, it was entirely correct.

After all, Xiao Lin could not possibly speak of matters that almost no one on Douluo Continent knew about.

"The strongest? Clear Sky Douluo?"

Tang San could sense that Xiao Lin was telling the truth, but when he thought about how he had once been unable to afford food or even had clothes to wear, he was still rather doubtful.

The strongest, and this is what I got?

Tang San secretly grumbled to himself and decided that he would go back and ask about it properly.

"Little San, perhaps Uncle Tang Hao has his own difficulties."

Xiao Lin knew the truth, but it was not convenient for him to say it now.

His goal was simple: earn Tang San's admiration, then obtain Immortal Herbs. So he had to give Tang San a huge shock.

Of course, the shock could not be too great either, lest he put his own life in danger.

But judging from Tang San's clear yet foolish eyes at the moment, his life did not seem to be in any danger.

Thinking of this, Xiao Lin felt that he still needed to add another layer of insurance for himself.

He needed to make Tang San admire him even more and ensure Tang Hao would not develop any killing intent.

"Little San, do you know the greatest advantage of Twin Martial Souls?"

As soon as Xiao Lin spoke, Tang San immediately came back to his senses, his clear eyes turning toward Xiao Lin.

Seeing Xiao Lin's confident appearance, Tang San immediately pleaded.

"Brother Xiao Lin, please tell me."

"Heh heh, Little San, I'm very satisfied with your attitude. But don't add the word 'Little' in front anymore. Call me Brother Lin, understand?"

Xiao Lin said with his arms crossed, sounding slightly dissatisfied.

After deliberately making Tang San wait anxiously for two or three seconds, Xiao Lin slowly explained the advantage of Twin Martial Souls.

"Simply put, you can prioritize adding soul rings to the Blue Silver King. Then, once you become a Titled Douluo, you can add nine Ten Thousand Year Soul Rings—or even Hundred Thousand Year Soul Rings—to the Clear Sky Hammer."

"Little San, you understand what I mean, right? If you do that, you may become the strongest Soul Master in the continent's history."

Xiao Lin's words shocked Tang San. The strongest Soul Master?

No man could say no to being the strongest.

Tang San was no exception.

Could it actually be done like that?

"Oh, right, Little San. Don't reveal your Clear Sky Hammer in front of outsiders in the future, or you'll be in great danger."

"Many people hate seeing others possess what they do not. They enjoy slaughtering geniuses, so you must hide it well."

Xiao Lin immediately gave this concerned warning, making Tang San nod solemnly.

"Alright, Little San, let's part ways here today. I need to go test my martial soul too. If I have Innate Full Soul Power, then it's either due to mutation or some other reason. I need to figure it out."

After saying so much to Tang San, Xiao Lin was tired for the moment. He prepared to run home and test the abilities of the Imprisoning Dragon Staff.

There were some things Tang San's father would explain to him, so Xiao Lin could not be bothered to say them.

"Oh, right, there's one more thing."

Before Xiao Lin had taken more than a few steps, he turned back to remind Tang San.

"Little San, you can tell Uncle Tang Hao about the Blue Silver King or the Blue Silver Emperor, but it's best not to mention them in front of outsiders. At most, just say it mutated."

"Alright, I understand, Brother Lin."

"Mm~"

Hearing Tang San's form of address, Xiao Lin nodded in satisfaction and turned to hurry home.

Returning to his own home—Old Jack's house.

Xiao Lin eagerly summoned his Martial Soul.

Very soon, a bright silver staff, two and a half meters long, appeared in Xiao Lin's right hand. His hand sank from the weight, and the Imprisoning Dragon Staff nearly slipped from his grasp.

"This can't be right. Why can Tang San's Clear Sky Hammer be a miniature hammer suited to his size, while mine is this huge?"

Xiao Lin focused, trying to control the Imprisoning Dragon Staff with his thoughts.

"Smaller. Smaller still."

Under Xiao Lin's mental control, the Imprisoning Dragon Staff eventually shrank into a one-meter-long staff, fitting perfectly in his hand.

Though it was still somewhat heavy.

"Two and a half meters in total length, weighing one hundred kilograms. If it weren't my Martial Soul, I wouldn't be able to lift it at all. A top-tier Weapon Soul, without a doubt."

Xiao Lin carefully sensed the feedback from the Imprisoning Dragon Staff. After learning its dimensions and weight, he came to that conclusion.

The process behind that conclusion was quite rough, but Xiao Lin had confidence in it.

Because even the Clear Sky Hammer, also a top-tier Weapon Soul, could not possibly be heavier than the Imprisoning Dragon Staff at level ten.

At the very least, it was definitely longer than the Clear Sky Hammer.

Moreover, a metal staff was a blunt weapon, and its destructive power was in no way inferior to weapons like hammers.

Combined with the Imprisoning Dragon Staff's length, Xiao Lin's basic attack range was even greater than that of the Clear Sky Hammer.

No matter how one looked at it, two and a half meters beat half a foot. The advantage was his.

"But something feels off."

The knowledge Xiao Lin had learned at Spirit Hall told him that merely summoning a Weapon Soul required a considerable amount of Soul Power.

It was not as though there was no consumption as long as one recalled it when not using it.

Yet he did not feel that way now. Was it because he had more Soul Power, or because the Imprisoning Dragon Staff did not require Soul Power?

Watching the Imprisoning Dragon Staff emit a faint silver glow, Xiao Lin grew doubtful.

Was this his cheat? His golden finger?

But very soon, the Imprisoning Dragon Staff gave him an instant answer.

Before Xiao Lin's disbelieving eyes, silver Soul Power from the Imprisoning Dragon Staff flowed into his right hand. He only felt that his right hand had become indestructible.

He punched the ground.

"Boom!"

A fist-sized crater appeared in the ground, yet Xiao Lin's right hand was completely unharmed.

It was not that he did not need to consume Soul Power. Rather, he himself was the Imprisoning Dragon Staff.

"Innate Weapon Soul True Body Saint Physique!?"

Xiao Lin stared at the fist crater beneath his feet in utter shock. It was the only fitting term he could use to explain his current situation.

Moreover, Xiao Lin vaguely felt that the Imprisoning Dragon Staff's potential did not end there.

Perhaps only after absorbing a soul ring would Xiao Lin understand the Imprisoning Dragon Staff's true power.