My Martial Soul Is a Soul Ring

Tang Jiu and Tang San followed Old Jack to the Spirit Hall Branch in the center of Holy Spirit Village. Even a small village like this had a Spirit Hall Branch, which made Tang Jiu click his tongue. Spirit Hall's influence was terrifyingly vast. China Mobile had only thought of extending its coverage down to village level in recent years, hadn't it?

"Respected Battle Soul Master, everyone is here!"

Old Jack bowed to a handsome, heroic-looking young man in his twenties, dressed in fine robes. Then he turned to the children and said, "This is a Level 26 Battle Soul Master from Nuoding City! Grandpa hopes that one of you can become a great Soul Master like Master!"

The children all cried out in admiration. Old Jack had long since taught them about the ranks of Soul Masters.

Soul Scholar, Soul Master, Soul Grandmaster, Soul Elder, Soul Ancestor, Soul King, Soul Emperor, Soul Sage, Soul Douluo, Titled Douluo.

Each title had ten levels. Those with Soul Power were Soul Scholars; once their Soul Power broke through Level 11, they became Soul Masters, and so on.

In a village that had not produced even a Soul Scholar for a long time, a Soul Grandmaster was already an important figure.

"Enough. You said the same nonsense last year. Is becoming a Soul Master really that easy? I've already visited six villages, and I haven't found a single person with Soul Power!"

The young man could not be bothered to listen to Village Chief Old Jack's nonsense. He directly served up a bowl of poisonous chicken soup, leaving Old Jack looking dejected. He could only force a laugh in a low voice, his back bending even further.

"Is a Soul Grandmaster really that impressive?"

The Tang Sect's General Principles recorded it very clearly: the prouder someone was, the less capable they usually were. Truly powerful experts were instead those plain and unassuming people whose divine light was hidden within! Because they better understood that there was always someone stronger!

Tang San curiously discussed it in a low voice with Tang Jiu.

"He's probably just low-level cannon fodder. After all, Level 99 is the limit, and he's only Level 26—not even a third of the way there." Tang Jiu naturally knew what Su Yuntao was capable of. In another year or two, Tang San would be able to crush him effortlessly.

Tang San nodded. This logical deduction deserved full marks. In his previous life, fewer than one in a thousand people could be considered experts.

"Ignorant fools! You may never become Soul Masters in your entire lives, yet you dare discuss whether I'm strong or weak? I could crush you with one finger!" Su Yuntao sneered, his sharp gaze sweeping over Tang Jiu before he infused the door of Spirit Hall with Soul Power and opened it.

"What incredible hearing!" Tang San said in surprise. He and Tang Jiu had been whispering right into each other's ears; even Old Jack had not heard them.

Tang Jiu grumbled inwardly, How did I forget that Su Yuntao was basically a dog? Of course his hearing is good.

Su Yuntao was in a hurry. After introducing himself, he immediately brought out the Martial Soul awakening tools: six round black stones and a blue crystal ball. He arranged the stones into a hexagram and directed one child to stand inside.

"Close your eyes and feel carefully."

"Hah!"

Su Yuntao shouted as Soul Power surged throughout his body.

"Lone Wolf, possess me!"

As Soul Power poured into him, Su Yuntao's black hair turned gray. Fur began growing over his exposed arms, his muscles swelled, and his entire body brimmed with explosive strength.

Long claws grew from his hands, eerie green light shone from his eyes, and two Soul Rings—one white and one yellow—rose around him.

The children jumped in fright, but Tang San was filled with curiosity. What a strange ability.

As Tang Jiu watched Su Yuntao, he could not help thinking of a werewolf. He was even more amazed at how much a Beast Spirit could enhance the body. If he awakened a powerful Beast Spirit, he ought to become even stronger!

Tang Jiu did not mock Su Yuntao's Soul Rings. After all, without being an elite raised by a sect, it was difficult to obtain the optimal Soul Ring configuration. He simply thought Su Yuntao was far too arrogant and liked instilling pessimistic ideas in others.

Tang Jiu never did that. He would not lecture reckless juniors from the lofty position of a senior, warning them to stay away from extreme sports and adventures that could get them killed. He would only silently light a stick of incense after they successfully got themselves killed, thanking them for bringing fresh traffic to the circle.

Su Yuntao rapidly struck out with both hands. Six streaks of green light entered the six black stones on the ground. The stones burst with golden light, forming a faint golden barrier as golden specks drifted into the boy's body within it.

Su Yuntao commanded sternly, "Hold out your right hand!"

The boy involuntarily extended his hand, and a sickle appeared in his palm.

"A sickle has offensive power. If you have Soul Power, you can barely become a Soul Master." Su Yuntao took out the blue crystal ball and had the boy place his hand on it. There was no reaction whatsoever. Used to this, he said flatly, "No Soul Power. Next!"

As the children awakened their Martial Souls one after another, Su Yuntao merely shook his head and commented, "No offensive power, no defensive power, no support ability, no Soul Power. Not one of you can become a Soul Master!"

The children all wilted like frostbitten eggplants. They knew this was their chance to change their fates, but unfortunately, they had failed.

At last, it was Tang San's turn. As expected, he awakened Blue Silver Grass.

Su Yuntao shook his head. "Another useless Martial Soul! Next."

"You haven't tested my Third Brother's Soul Power yet! Isn't that a little irresponsible of you?" Tang Jiu's tone was far from polite. He was so eager to feed people poisonous chicken soup, yet he was this perfunctory when performing his duties?

"Testing it would make no difference. Blue Silver Grass cannot possibly possess Soul Power. It's the standard useless Mar—" Before Su Yuntao could finish, he saw the crystal ball beneath Tang San's hand emit a blinding light.

"I-Innate Full Soul Power!" Su Yuntao's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. But he soon said out of habit, "What a pity. Your Martial Soul is Blue Silver Grass. Even a farming tool would be stronger than this! Such a waste of good talent!"

"Uncle, what is Innate Full Soul Power?" Tang San asked curiously.

Under normal circumstances, Su Yuntao would have patiently explained it. But Tang Jiu and Tang San's earlier whispering had irritated him, and a useless Martial Soul had no future anyway. What did Innate Full Soul Power matter? He simply ignored Tang San and pointed at Tang Jiu instead. "Last one!"

Tang Jiu stood within the hexagram as Su Yuntao activated the Martial Soul awakening ceremony. Tang Jiu felt countless golden specks float into his body, warming him from within. It was as though an ancient power within him was about to burst free from its shell!

Tang Jiu extended his hand, and a transparent ring appeared in it. It looked strangely familiar.

"Not a Tool Spirit... could it be a Beast Spirit?" Su Yuntao saw that Tang Jiu's hand appeared empty, then looked toward Tang Jiu's body and frowned. A faint phantom appeared over Tang Jiu's body. It was a white egg!

Or perhaps it could be called an ovum!

"A mutated useless Martial Soul!" Su Yuntao reached his conclusion.

What ability could an egg provide the body? Throw eggs at people until both the chicken and eggs were scattered?

"What egg? There's clearly a ring in my hand!" Tang Jiu was baffled. "You're a Lone Wolf, not blind as a bat! Can't you see the halo in my hand?"

"Kid, the blow must have driven you stupid. You said earlier that I wasn't strong enough, but you won't even be able to become a Soul Master!" Su Yuntao snorted. There was obviously nothing in Tang Jiu's hand!

"You can't see it?" Tang Jiu looked at Tang San in confusion.

"Little Jiu, there's nothing in your hand. But it seems you awakened an egg. It's floating over your body," Tang San reminded him.

"Hehe, I really am a genius! I actually awakened an egg too!" Tang Jiu grew even more excited. This was Twin Martial Souls!

What was even more terrifying was the ring in his hand. A Martial Soul that no one else could see had to be an extremely special and rare Martial Soul. On Douluo Continent, the rarer and more unusual a Martial Soul was, the more powerful it would be!

For example, Nine Heart Begonia. For example, the Angel Spirit. Well, Master's Three Pao the Turtle definitely did not count.

According to Master's Ten Core Competencies of Martial Soul, his other Egg Spirit was surely also exceptionally powerful and rare.

Just as Tang Jiu was pondering this, he suddenly glanced at Su Yuntao's Soul Rings and realized why the colorless ring in his hand looked so familiar. It was exactly the same as a Soul Ring!

Could my Martial Soul be a Soul Ring?