Clear Sky Hammer

Whether his spiritual power was high hardly mattered. Under normal circumstances, a genius with exceptionally high spiritual power would not turn up anyway.

Yun Mu followed Tang Wulin into a room off to the side.

At the Spirit Master's gesture, Tang Wulin sat in a metal chair. A metal helmet slowly descended, settling over his head.

A faint hum sounded, and white light shone from the outside of the helmet.

Yun Mu walked over to a Soul Guide Screen and watched the numbers on it with the Spirit Master.

The spiritual power reading stopped at 41.

Yun Mu was surprised to discover that Tang Wulin's spiritual power was actually higher than his own had been at rank ten!

Once Tang Wulin finished, the Spirit Master asked Yun Mu to sit down for a test and asked curiously, "What rank is your soul power?"

"I've already absorbed a soul spirit," Yun Mu said calmly.

The Spirit Master thought about it and decided that made sense.

He then had Yun Mu sit in the chair. After the same amount of time as Tang Wulin's test, the results appeared.

The Spirit Master was utterly dumbfounded. How could this be? How could someone barely seven years old have reached the spirit connection realm?

And he was in the middle stage of the spirit connection realm, at 341!

How was that possible? A seven-year-old child with such high spiritual power—could he be a Soul Master with a mental attribute?

Still, the Spirit Master did not ask. This Soul Master did not look particularly interested in joining the Spirit Pagoda, and asking might only offend him.

As for a genius not joining the Spirit Pagoda, what did that have to do with him?

Even if he reported a genius, only a tiny portion of the reward would end up in his hands. Why bother?

He would earn more for his trouble by selling a couple more soul spirits. The commission on a hundred-year soul spirit was higher than the reward for reporting a genius.

The Spirit Master said respectfully to Yun Mu, "Congratulations, young man. Your spiritual power has reached 341, placing you in the spirit connection realm."

"Thank you!" Yun Mu said with a smile.

The three of them left the room, and the Spirit Master led them to another room nearby, which was much larger than the room used to test spiritual power.

Inside, highly sophisticated equipment held yellow soul spirits, one after another.

"This one is a Mandala Snake about four hundred years old, and the one beside it is a four-hundred-year-old Man Faced Demon Spider. These two should be the best suited to a Blue Silver Grass martial soul." After asking about Tang Wulin's martial soul, the Spirit Master introduced two soul spirits commonly paired with Blue Silver Grass.

"I'll take the Mandala Snake," Tang Wulin said after some thought.

"All right, just a moment," the Spirit Master said with a smile.

Soon, after buying the soul spirit, the three of them headed home.

Tang Wulin played with the hundred-year soul spirit inside its sphere. A hundred-year soul spirit was actually quite intelligent and could even interact with him.

Tang Wulin and Tang Ziran were both delighted. All three watched the soul spirit curiously, ready to absorb it once they got home.

Yun Mu patted Tang Wulin's head. He had to admit that his arrival had brought about considerable changes.

Watching the Spirit Pagoda recede into the distance, Yun Mu sighed. The Spirit Pagoda had ultimately strayed from its path. Or rather, its existence had not only failed to improve the plight of soul beasts, but had even left Soul Masters from ordinary families unable to afford suitable soul spirits.

In the past, they would only have needed to hunt soul beasts in the Soul Hunting Forest or the Star Dou Great Forest. Though dangerous, there had at least been a chance to take a gamble. Now, they needed money first.

But how could a family without any Soul Masters possibly afford the money to buy a soul spirit?

Once they returned home, Tang Wulin eagerly absorbed the hundred-year soul spirit and broke through to the Soul Master realm.

As Tang Wulin fused with the hundred-year soul spirit, his Golden Dragon King bloodline still reacted, though it was not as scorching or uncomfortable as it had been in the previous life.

The fusion was very gradual and felt incredibly soothing, as though his entire being was undergoing a transformation.

Upon sensing a powerful aura, Yun Mu immediately hurried to Tang Wulin's side. He summoned his Sword of Life martial soul and slowly channeled a portion of its life force into Tang Wulin's body.

The soul spirit then fused into him naturally. A hint of gold seemed to tint the Blue Silver Grass, while the Mandala Snake also seemed to undergo a mutation.

In a corner no one noticed, a divine sense named Old Tang was now tightly bound by even thicker white chains.

Beside him was a tiny fragment of the Golden Dragon King's divine sense. The Golden Dragon King seemed to be mocking Old Tang.

Tang Wulin felt that his soul power had now broken through to rank thirteen.

By then, it had grown completely dark outside.

Tang Wulin summoned his first martial soul. Curious about the yellow soul ring around it, he reached out to touch it, only to discover that he could not.

Just then, a knock came at the door.

Mang Tian and Tang Ziran were chatting and laughing, while Lang Yue was the one knocking.

Tang Wulin and Yun Mu came out of their bedrooms.

Tang Ziran said with a smile, "Wulin, come show us your hammer martial soul."

Tang Wulin nodded obediently and opened his left hand. A pitch-black hammer appeared.

Mang Tian's expression changed dramatically. He could barely get the words out. "Th-this... this is the Clear Sky Hammer!"

"I'll take this child on. I can teach the other child alongside him, too." A trace of fervor flashed in Mang Tian's eyes.

As a blacksmith who possessed a hammer martial soul himself, what fascinated him most?

It was the Clear Sky Hammer, once the greatest tool martial soul in the world.

He had never expected to see this legendary martial soul in his friend's child.

"Then what's your first martial soul?"

"Blue Silver Grass," Tang Wulin answered obediently.

Blue Silver Grass and the Clear Sky Hammer... why does that combination sound so familiar? Mang Tian felt as though his brain had been struck clean through. Wasn't that the same combination possessed by the man who became a god twenty thousand years ago?

"And what about yours?"

Seeing Mang Tian turn his attention to him, Yun Mu smiled and said, "My martial soul is the Sword of Life."

However, he did not summon his martial soul.

Mang Tian nodded. "Not bad. A life-type martial soul will help with the legendary spirit forging in the future. All right, have these two children come to my place for training on Saturdays and Sundays."

With that, he patted Tang Wulin's head and Yun Mu's shoulder, then left.

After Mang Tian left, Tang Ziran gazed at the little hammer in Tang Wulin's hand with a look of wonder.

"Wulin, could your Blue Silver Grass actually be the Blue Silver Emperor?" Tang Ziran asked excitedly.

At that moment, he was immensely grateful to his past self for choosing to continue working as a Mecha Designer. Otherwise, he would not have been able to give his son the best possible choice.

As for his other son, although he had not been able to buy little Yun Mu a soul spirit, he would certainly find other ways to make it up to him.

At least in this regard, he had to treat his two sons equally. He could not let a parent's foolishness damage the bond between the children.

As Yun Mu looked at the Clear Sky Hammer in Tang Wulin's hand, he was quite curious to know whether possessing it would allow Tang Wulin to go even further along the path of forging.