Abilities of the Glazed Green Lotus

Jiang Chen raised an eyebrow and continued increasing his Soul Power output.

As Soul Power continuously flowed in, the Green Lotus's golden radiance grew ever more dazzling.

"Strange, I don't feel anything. Could I be using it wrong?"

Jiang Chen recalled certain transformation methods from his previous life and tentatively pressed the golden Green Lotus against his chest.

"Hum—"

In an instant, a warm, gentle force surged into his body.

A flicker of surprise passed through Jiang Chen's eyes. He raised an arm and threw a punch into the air, producing a sharp whistle of splitting wind.

"My strength has increased by thirty percent. Wait, it seems it's more than just strength."

Jiang Chen bent his legs and leaped fiercely upward, remaining suspended in midair for a full three seconds before landing.

"It's not merely an increase in strength. My speed, reactions, and even physical toughness have all been enhanced across the board!"

Even Jiang Chen was stunned by the abilities of the Glazed Green Lotus.

He remembered that even the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, known as the greatest support Martial Soul in the world, could only provide boosts in individual areas.

To achieve an all-around enhancement, one had to use at least five Soul Skills at once.

Yet the Glazed Green Lotus could do it without using any Soul Skills at all!

If Soul Rings were added to it, just how powerful would it become?

But before Jiang Chen could remain excited for long, a wave of weakness suddenly swept through his body, and the Glazed Green Lotus withdrew from his chest.

"What terrifying consumption... It used up more than half my Soul Power in less than a minute."

Generally speaking, the higher the quality of a Martial Soul, the more Soul Power it required to manifest.

After all, Jiang Chen was a Soul Master without even a single Soul Ring. If not for the foundation he had accumulated through the Creation Green Lotus Art, he probably would not even have been able to activate the Green Lotus.

"For now, it seems gold represents enhancement, while the other six colors should represent different abilities."

"If I obtain Soul Rings in the future and rise to become a Title Douluo, wouldn't I have sixteen abilities!?"

Even Jiang Chen was startled by his own speculation.

And that was without counting his second Martial Soul!

If that were included, he might become the Soul Master with the most Soul Skills in history.

"Let's take a look at my second Martial Soul."

Jiang Chen put away the Glazed Green Lotus. With a slight movement of his thoughts, purple lightning coiled around his left palm as a spear roughly six feet long slowly took shape.

The spear shaft was dark purple and wrapped in dragon patterns. A cold gleam shone from its tip like a star, accompanied by the faint, low roar of a dragon.

The instant Jiang Chen grasped the shaft, he felt a sharp, tyrannical aura spread up his arm.

Yet before he could test its power, Jiang Chen's face instantly turned deathly pale, forcing him to withdraw the Purple Sky Dragon Spear.

Feeling the emptiness of his Soul Power, Jiang Chen gave a helpless, bitter smile.

His Soul Power was still far too weak. For now, his second Martial Soul could only serve as decoration.

He sat cross-legged and began circulating the Creation Green Lotus Art to restore his Soul Power.

The phantom of the azure lotus within his dantian slowly rotated as the surrounding Soul Power gathered toward it like streams.

Benefiting from the boost of Green Lotus Birth, he had recovered over half his Soul Power in less than an incense stick's worth of time.

"Though the enhancement ability is strong, its consumption is enormous. I need to obtain my first Soul Ring as soon as possible and increase my Soul Power limit."

Unfortunately, there was no Soul Beast forest near Holy Soul Village, so Jiang Chen could only put the thought aside.

There were still three months until enrollment began at Notting College, and he could not waste that time.

Tang San should be learning the Chaotic Wind Hammer under Tang Hao's guidance now. It would not be wise for Jiang Chen to suddenly show up at his door, considering the Tang family was famously petty.

After all the times he had sparred with Tang San before, there was no way Tang Hao had failed to notice.

But Tang San had not yet displayed his talent back then. As long as he did not lose an arm or a leg, Tang Hao would not care too much.

But things were different now. Tang San had transformed into a genius with Twin Martial Souls—Tang Hao's precious son.

If Jiang Chen went to bully him again and Tang Hao came knocking in the middle of the night, he would be in serious trouble.

"Forget it. I'll lie low for these three months and focus on tempering my body."

Over the next three months, just as Jiang Chen had expected, Tang Hao taught Tang San the Chaotic Wind Hammer every day.

In the backyard of the blacksmith shop, the sounds of hammering rang out without end.

Tang San was bare-chested, sweat rolling down his back and soaking the earth beneath his feet.

He tightly gripped a huge iron hammer with both hands, twisted his waist, and whipped up a fierce gust of wind. With a deafening clang, the hammerhead struck the anvil with perfect precision.

Sparks scattered in every direction.

"Fifteen hammers!"

Tang San shouted lowly. The iron hammer in his hands traced a full circle through the air, borrowing its momentum as it swung back before smashing down heavily.

Bang!

The iron block on the anvil was completely deformed by this blow, flattened into a thin sheet of iron.

Tang Hao stood to one side, and a trace of approval flickered through his cloudy eyes.

As expected of Tang Hao's son. He had truly surpassed his father.

Though the Chaotic Wind Hammer was powerful, its requirements for use were exceptionally demanding.

When Tang Hao had been six years old, let alone swinging fifteen hammers in succession, his father had already called him a genius if he could manage ten swings in a day.

Though he was proud of Tang San, his words remained stern. "It took you three months just to reach fifteen hammers. It's barely passable. You're far worse than I was back then."

"You still need to keep working."

Tang San set down the iron hammer and wiped away his sweat, his eyes blazing with fighting spirit. "Yes, Father."

Over these past days, Tang San had also realized that his father's identity might not be so simple.

The Chaotic Wind Hammer seemed simple at first glance, but in truth, every swing tested the precision of exerting and borrowing force.

Moreover, each hammer strike carried the lingering force of the previous one.

If the Mysterious Heaven Skill had not broken through to the first level, greatly improving his physical recovery and coordination, he probably could not have lasted even ten strikes.

Yet his father could surpass him without the support of the Mysterious Heaven Skill. He could not possibly be an ordinary blacksmith.

He still had to work harder!

Meanwhile, on the back mountain of Holy Soul Village.

Jiang Chen stood bare-chested in an open clearing, sweat streaming down his lean back and glimmering beneath the afternoon sunlight.

He had not been idle these past three months. Every day, aside from circulating the Creation Green Lotus Art, he tried every conceivable way to train his body.

Carrying stones, leaping off cliffs, practicing punches against tree trunks—Jiang Chen had tried nearly every method he could think of.

"My progress is still far too slow..."

Jiang Chen panted heavily and slammed a fist into the tree trunk before him, making its branches and leaves rustle violently.

Having grown accustomed to the improvements gained through returns, he could not help feeling the contrast now that he had to settle down and cultivate on his own.

[Ding! Detected that Tang San has learned the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer!]
[Triple Return activated. Host has obtained a force-exertion technique: Nine Heavens Stacking Waves Force!]

The next second, a vast amount of techniques and knowledge regarding force exertion flooded into his mind.

Waist and stance as one, force rising from the ground, borrowing momentum to gather power, nine layers of stacked force... all sorts of techniques poured into his mind as though enlightenment had been forced upon him.

"So force-exertion techniques can be this profound."

After barely digesting part of the technique, Jiang Chen's eyes gleamed intensely.

This technique differed from the Chaotic Wind Hammer. The latter required borrowing force and striking with force, stacking layer upon layer to unleash its greatest effect.

But in actual combat, who would be stupid enough to stand there and let you keep stacking layers?

Of course, Jiang Chen had nothing to say if they were an M.

But that did not change the Chaotic Wind Hammer's flaw: it took too long to build power and easily left openings for others to exploit after the attack.

Nine Heavens Stacking Force was different. This technique emphasized overwhelming opponents through sheer numbers.

With powerful and swift force-exertion techniques, it could multiply one's strength severalfold in an instant.

This was not addition or subtraction—it was multiplication!