Zhou Huan's Divine Skill of Cowardice

Outer Courtyard Library of Shrek.

After parting ways with Zhang Lexuan by Sea God Lake, Zhou Huan did not return directly to his dormitory to cultivate or rest. Instead, he came to the Outer Courtyard Library.

It was only around seven in the evening, and there were still four hours before the library closed. Zhou Huan felt he had plenty of time, so he came over.

After registering his identity with the librarian, Zhou Huan entered the first floor of the Outer Courtyard Library.

Needless to say, even though it was only the Outer Court library, its collection was enormous. The first floor alone held more than a hundred thousand books, not to mention that the library had six whole floors.

Unfortunately, as a First Year freshman, Zhou Huan was only qualified to view the first floor. He would gain access to one additional floor with every year he advanced.

But for Zhou Huan right now, that should have been enough.

The Outer Courtyard Library was huge, and the environment was excellent, but few students came here. There were only a scattered handful of people, making the place feel especially empty.

That could not really be blamed on the students. After all, Shrek was different from the schools in Zhou Huan's previous life. It could be said that Shrek was a true Martial School, one specifically meant to teach people how to fight.

This was also determined by the environment of Douluo Continent.

Therefore, expecting Shrek's students to visit the library often and study theoretical cultural knowledge was asking too much.

Only those students who lacked talent on the path of Martial Souls, who could not reach the peak yet were unwilling to remain ordinary, would turn to researching theoretical knowledge.

Thus, the Outer Courtyard Library Zhou Huan saw had only a pitiful few visitors.

Looking at the library collection guide in his hand, Zhou Huan arrived several minutes later before a massive bookshelf nearly three meters tall.

On the ninth row, Zhou Huan finally found a book introducing Martial Souls—Compendium of Douluo Continent Martial Souls.

Zhou Huan immediately began flipping through it eagerly.

There were countless Martial Souls on Douluo Continent, strange and varied in every possible way. With mutated Martial Souls added into the mix, the situation became even more complicated.

However, all Martial Souls could still be broadly divided into Beast Spirits and Weapon Spirits.

Of course, there were also some special mutated Martial Souls that looked neither like Beast Spirits nor Weapon Spirits. Those were relatively unique.

Getting back to the point, what Zhou Huan wanted to look up now was information on Weapon Spirits. Naturally, his goal was to figure out what was going on with his Second Martial Soul.

Clear Sky Hammer, Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda, Star Crown, Dragon Snake Scepter, Coiled Dragon Staff, Limitless Saber...

Zhou Huan flipped through them one after another, though he was only conducting a rough search.

An hour passed, and Zhou Huan found nothing.

After two hours, Zhou Huan had even roughly examined the Beast Spirits, yet still failed to find what he wanted.

His Second Martial Soul was called the Floating Pagoda.

It was a Martial Soul extremely similar to the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda.

His Floating Pagoda currently also had only seven levels, but unlike the sky-blue Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda, the Floating Pagoda was flawless pure white. Furthermore, its soul skills bore no resemblance whatsoever to those of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda.

The Floating Pagoda's first soul skill was—Stealth.

Thinking of this, Zhou Huan could not help recalling the strange Soul Beast he had encountered back then. It was merely a Ten-Year Soul Beast. Its body resembled a hamster's, but its head looked like a rabbit's. Its entire body was covered in jade-white fur, yet its eyes were fiery red.

That was why the Soul Beast had given Zhou Huan such an odd feeling.

And the instant he encountered it, Zhou Huan suddenly discovered that his Floating Pagoda had revealed an urge to immediately absorb that strange Soul Beast.

A Martial Soul actually possessed the "urge" to absorb a Soul Beast!

This had completely shattered Zhou Huan's worldview at the time.

There was actually such a Martial Soul in this world?

Could Martial Souls possess consciousness of their own?

However, after calming down, Zhou Huan also discovered that he still had absolute control over the Floating Pagoda.

No matter how much the Floating Pagoda wanted to absorb that strange Soul Beast, it could not leave him, the soul master himself.

The Floating Pagoda could only use the mutually dependent relationship between Martial Soul and soul master to "tell" Zhou Huan that the strange Soul Beast was a good thing.

After thinking it over repeatedly, Zhou Huan ultimately killed that strange Ten-Year Soul Beast and absorbed its Ten-Year Soul Ring. The Floating Pagoda even directly absorbed the Soul Beast's corpse.

It was also at the moment the absorption was complete that Zhou Huan finally learned the strange Soul Beast's name—the Silver Concealing Beast.

From then on, his Floating Pagoda Martial Soul possessed its first Soul Ring, one that was merely a Ten-Year Soul Ring.

But the instant Zhou Huan completed the Soul Ring absorption, he knew that this Ten-Year Soul Ring was absolutely worth it.

It was not comparable to a Hundred-thousand-year Soul Ring or anything, but to Zhou Huan, its soul skill was definitely no worse than one from a Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Ring.

Because the soul skill he gained from this Ten-Year Soul Ring was—Stealth.

This soul skill could conceal everything about him, including his soul master aura, Soul Power Level, Soul Ring state, and more. It could remain active at all times, consuming such little Soul Power that it could be completely ignored. It could even maintain its Stealth state while he slept.

This was simply an essential Divine Skill for the Way of the Dog!

Although this Ten-Year Soul Ring had no offensive power whatsoever, even if someone offered him a Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Ring—no, even a Hundred-thousand-year Soul Ring—Zhou Huan would not be willing to trade it now.

Moreover, it was precisely because of the Stealth skill that Zhou Huan had previously dared to make money by hunting Soul Beasts.

After all, being an assassin was far better and much safer than being a warrior who fought head-on.

After that, when Zhou Huan became a two-ring Great Soul Master, he tried to have the Floating Pagoda absorb a second Soul Ring out of a desire to study it. But whether it was a Hundred-year Soul Ring or a Ten-Year Soul Ring, every attempt failed.

It was the kind of failure where it simply could not be absorbed from the very beginning, not one where the process failed midway.

Zhou Huan could even vaguely sense the Floating Pagoda's disdain for those Soul Rings and Soul Beasts.

So furious was Zhou Huan at the time that he cursed fiercely, "You really are damn picky! Do you think you're some kind of lord? So damn selective! You'll never even get four dishes in your life!"

But he soon thought it through. Perhaps this counted as his cheat.

The Floating Pagoda was somewhat picky, but at least its effects were obvious.

It was not as though he could not accept that.

It was just that adding Soul Rings to the Floating Pagoda in the future would truly not be easy. Could he only rely on luck?

This was also one of the reasons Zhou Huan had come to Shrek.

Nowhere on the entire Douluo Continent possessed more knowledge of Martial Souls than this place.

He needed to understand what kind of Martial Soul the Floating Pagoda truly was, to see whether such a Martial Soul had ever appeared in history, or whether there had been anything similar.

But clearly, the Compendium of Douluo Continent Martial Souls in front of him did not provide an answer.

However, he did see brief introductions to his parents' Martial Souls.

Zhou Huan's father's Martial Soul was water, plain and simple water without any distinguishing features.

Zhou Huan's mother's Martial Soul was a Three-Story Iron Pagoda, capable of both offense and defense, but with too low a limit. The Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda could possess seven Soul Rings, while the Three-Story Iron Pagoda could absorb only three.

However, Zhou Huan's mother, whose Innate Soul Power was only rank three, had not even reached the level of Soul Grandmaster in her entire life.

Therefore, Zhou Huan's Twin Martial Souls had both originated from his parents, though both had mutated.

Especially the Floating Pagoda mutated from the Three-Story Iron Pagoda—it was simply incomprehensible.

Zhou Huan was not worried that his Floating Pagoda could only possess seven Soul Rings and thus be unable to break through to higher levels. After all, he still had his Frost Spirit.

Moreover, what he should have worried about was that he might not even be able to add seven Soul Rings to the Floating Pagoda. This thing was just far too picky, and it could not tell him what kind of Soul Beast he should seek or where he should find it.

But Zhou Huan could not directly ask the academy teachers about such matters. That would not be safe.

Therefore, Zhou Huan could only place his hopes on this enormous Outer Courtyard Library for now.

If the Outer Court did not have what he needed, then he would find a way to read the Inner Court's collection.

In any case, he still had to take things one step at a time.

After returning Compendium of Douluo Continent Martial Souls to the shelf, Zhou Huan continued searching for other books about Martial Souls.

Anyway, there was only one word for it now—just do it.

Thus, from that night onward, aside from his daily cultivation, Zhou Huan began working the books in the library once more!

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