Soul Rings and Soul Skills That Couldn't Be Used

Wu Yang Jin suddenly felt somewhat puzzled as well. After all, he was only six years old, yet that purple ring was a Thousand-Year Soul Ring. It seemed he did not even have that thing called a Spirit Soul.

Besides, even if it was because he was special, having a purple Thousand-Year Soul Ring at six was a little too strange, wasn't it? Though it disappeared soon afterward.

"Hmm... it seems there are still some issues," Old Long said.

"Issues?"

"That's right. Although you can more or less accept this Thousand-Year Soul Ring, it seems to be unstable."

"So that means it won't work very well when used? It might even drain me?"

"That's right, exactly. Hahaha, but there's no need to worry too much. You have three extremely special Martial Souls, so your cultivation differs from others'. But at your current stage, there won't be any major problems. Right now, you just need to adapt and build a solid foundation."

"So I still need some time, but when the time comes, I might still be able to cultivate faster than others, right?"

"That's right, little Jin."

At this point, the Snow Empress also intended to explain the Martial Soul she had bestowed upon him.

"Little Jin, the Martial Soul I gave you differs from Mr. Old Long's. You can use it directly, but for a six-year-old like you, others will find it unusual."

"Then I can't use it often?"

"That's not the case. It's just that others will definitely find it strange for a six-year-old child to have four Soul Rings of such unusual colors."

"By the way, Sister Xue, I really didn't notice. Even though I have the Soul Rings given by my four sisters, I can't use all of them right now? Do I have to wait until I reach Rank 40?"

"That's right. The first four Soul Ring skills I gave you have all been determined, but because your own cultivation is insufficient, you can only use one for now," the Snow Empress replied.

"I see..."

"However, little Jin, you can choose. In other words, you can choose which Soul Skill to prioritize."

"Prioritize? I've already decided. When I saved Na'er before, I felt that the move activated by the cold power in my hand was quite good," Wu Yang Jin said.

"Mm, it really does suit you right now. That move is called Emperor's Palm: Grand Cold Without Snow!"

Just as its name suggested, this Soul Skill used the entire hand to attack. Moreover, it was highly useful whether for close-range attacks or defense.

"Wow, what a cool name."

(To be honest, I personally thought that both the Snow Empress's and the Ice Empress's Soul Skill names sounded great. The related Soul Skills I looked up online had names that sounded great even after being adapted.)

Afterward, Old Long and the Snow Empress gave Wu Yang Jin another explanation of his current condition and Martial Souls. Then Wu Yang Jin finally began to rest properly.

A little before he entered the Sea of Consciousness, when he was absorbing the dragon blood mixture, Na'er suddenly woke up.

Actually, she had merely woken up from sleep and intended to go back to sleep. But by chance, she seemed to sense something. Though she did not open the door, she could clearly feel that it was coming from the direction of her brother.

Worried about Wu Yang Jin afterward, she quietly opened the door and took a look. Seeing that nothing was wrong, she quietly draped a blanket over her brother, then went back to sleep.

At Tang Wu Lin's house, Tang Wu Lin was doing something similar. He was meditating as well. Perhaps because of the encouragement from his parents and Wu Yang Jin, his meditation felt quite smooth.

While meditating, he felt as though he had immersed himself in a world filled entirely with Blue Silver Grass, with the wind stirring the blades.

The gentle Blue Silver Grass possessed tenacious vitality. They were the most numerous plants on the continent, having endured for countless years and covered the earth.

He could sense an aura. This aura made Tang Wu Lin vaguely feel that the air contained even more tiny presences, like spirits of light, silently flowing into his body.

He could feel his Soul Power gradually increasing amid this fusion. Even though it was only increasing bit by bit, it was incredibly steady and continuous.

Yet on the other side, as Wu Yang Jin absorbed the mixture, all the Blue Silver Grass began to ripple, as if responding to and calling for something.

Those auras and tiny things also swayed and became more restless, and within Tang Wu Lin's body, a power and bloodline quietly began to unfold.

By the next day, Na'er's move-in was truly confirmed. There were also many adjustments and plans to make for the household facilities and other matters, but Tang Wu Lin's parents said they would handle those as a couple.

Although they had slept together the previous night, he was six years old, and Na'er was nearly six as well.

Still, he had to consider the difference between boys and girls, and he felt it would be better for Na'er to have her own room.

Therefore, he asked some uncles he knew well to convert a storage room into his new bedroom, while Na'er could stay in his original room.

Over the next few days, he personally took Na'er out to buy some new furniture and clothes. As for the money, Old Long naturally provided it.

Ever since he could remember and had known Old Long, Old Long had said that this was the house he found when he took human form. However, the specific renovations and furnishings had all been done by someone else. Old Long said he would tell him about it later.

The money had also been provided by that person. Apparently, that person was related to him somehow, and Old Long said they would meet in the future. He found it a little strange, but did not ask further.

No matter what, there was finally one more person in the house besides himself—Na'er. That was quite nice.

Over the following days, he kept repeating the usual routine of going to school, coming home, eating, spending time with Na'er, meditating, and so on.

"Meditation? It doesn't really feel particularly tiring. Maybe I'm just strong."

One day, Na'er suddenly asked whether meditation made him feel tired or uncomfortable.

"Then, Brother, is there anything Na'er can do? Every time, Brother, Uncle, Auntie, and Brother Wulin are the ones taking care of me. I want to do something for Brother too," Na'er said.

Na'er was truly a very good child. She was always thinking about him, but sometimes she did not know what she could do to satisfy her brother.

"It's all right, Na'er. As long as Na'er can be happy every day, that will be the best gift Na'er can give me."

"Um... but, Brother..."

He could tell that Na'er still did not want to settle for that, so he decided to do this instead.

"Then... would Na'er be willing to watch over me whenever I meditate, and then chat with me after I finish meditating?"

"Is that enough, Brother?"

"Mm. So, is Na'er willing?"

"Mm, Na'er is willing!"

One day afterward, he found Tang Wu Lin and asked whether he wanted to learn forging, since in his previous state, he had seen that forging could be learned.

"Learn forging?" Tang Wu Lin asked.

"Yeah. Isn't this a profession on Douluo Continent now? It seems like something we'll need to learn in the future anyway, and it's good to have a skill."

"I see. Yang Jin, have you really thought it through?"

"Mm, I have."

At that thought, Tang Wu Lin recalled something his father had told him before and decided to ask Wu Yang Jin.

"Yang Jin, Dad actually mentioned this to me before. He wanted to ask you about it too."

"Hmm? Uncle mentioned it too?"

One day, Tang Zi Ran stopped Tang Wu Lin and decided to ask him about forging, also for the sake of his future.

"Son, if you choose the path of becoming a Soul Master, your mother and I will definitely support you with all our strength. But... there are also the difficulties our family faces that you need to understand."