I Am Tentacle King

In Yun Feng's view, early Spirit Rings were like adding to his future potential. Sacrificing later development for a bit of early strength was something he did not want to see.

And after replacing them, there would be no issue of the Martial Soul being incompatible with the Spirit Rings.

It was precisely because of this effect that Yun Feng's modifications became increasingly outrageous.

Have you ever seen Blue Silver Grass as massive as ancient trees? Blue Silver Grass that controlled gravity?

Yun Feng was even looking forward to the day when, with a grand wave of his hand, countless Blue Silver Grass roots burst from the earth, and a single stalk pinned someone down so thoroughly they could not move.

As he thought of that, Yun Feng suddenly remembered a meme.

I am Zack King.

If he changed it around, should he be—

I am Tentacle King!

Not long after, boosted by the speed of the Soul Tool Motorcycle, what had originally been a half-day journey was shortened to less than an hour.

After returning to the village, the villagers were startled by the roaring sound drawing closer from afar.

It was the sound produced by the Horsepower Monster.

"Vroom—"

"Vroom—"

They had initially thought it was some Spirit Beast and were about to run, but relaxed when they saw that it was Yun Feng.

Looking at the crowd before him, Yun Feng made a stylish drift and came to a stop in the village.

The villagers found the thing before them extremely novel.

The sight of some children wanting to approach but being too afraid to do so made Yun Feng smile knowingly.

After chatting with them for a few moments, perhaps because they felt that Yun Feng was now a Spirit Master and had been away for so long, a sense of distance had grown between them.

So he tactfully left.

Yun Feng did not get all sentimental over it. In Douluo, this was perfectly normal; the divide between Spirit Masters and ordinary people was enormous.

It had been carved into their bones over generation after generation.

So Yun Feng did not even know how to mock those predecessors who dreamed of achieving equality for everyone at the slightest disagreement.

It was not that such a thing was bad. If he were still a commoner, he would gladly welcome such a saint to lead everyone in overthrowing this rotten system.

But he was not a commoner now. He was a beneficiary of the class system, and perhaps even a ruler in the future.

Did Yun Feng want that? You tell him.

The commotion outside quickly reached Jack's ears.

Jack was old now, and his legs were no longer very mobile.

His vitality had faded, and he was approaching the end of his life.

On top of that, Tang Hao had shoved him straight to the ground last time, leaving him with a minor injury.

He was not in very good condition.

Supporting himself on a cane as he walked out of the house, Jack hunched over and looked at Yun Feng with a beaming smile, his eyes filled with delight!

"Little Feng, you're back? Shouldn't you still be in school?"

Facing the old man before him, Yun Feng felt his nose sting, but he still smiled and said:

"Grandpa, what are you talking about? I graduated early."

"Let me tell you something. I'm already level thirty now. With just one more Spirit Ring, I'll be a Soul Elder!"

With an easygoing smile, Yun Feng walked over and supported Jack by the shoulder.

"Level thirty?!"

Old Jack was utterly stunned. What the hell was this? Jack's eyes were full of confusion.

If he had not known that Yun Feng would never spout nonsense, he would have thought the boy was trying to cheer him up.

How could someone with innate soul power of only level one reach level thirty in such a short time?!

How long had it even been since his awakening?

Not even six years!

Only after quite a while did Old Jack recover from his shock. He looked at Yun Feng, wanting to speak several times, but each time he swallowed his words.

Until he could no longer hold it in, he finally said:

"Little Feng, I know you've always wanted to become a Spirit Master, but don't put too much pressure on yourself."

"Face reality, love reality, embrace reality, and you'll feel much more at ease."

Old Jack's eyes were full of worry.

It nearly left Yun Feng speechless.

Still, he explained:

"Grandpa Jack, I'm really fine. If you don't believe me, look!"

As he spoke, Yun Feng directly revealed his Spirit Rings.

Two yellow Spirit Rings emerged from Yun Feng's body, bobbing up and down, dazzlingly bright.

Old Jack was so stunned that he could not speak for a moment.

After rubbing his eyes and confirming that he had not seen wrongly—

Tears streamed down his old face.

"Hahahaha, Holy Soul Village has produced another Spirit Master!"

After hearing Old Jack's laughter, Yun Feng added after a moment:

"Grandpa, Tang San is actually already level twenty-nine too. There isn't just one Spirit Master."

Old Jack was indeed delighted to hear that.

He repeatedly said how wonderful it was.

Yun Feng said this because he wanted Old Jack to know that his judgment had not been wrong, and neither had his investment.

After all, that work-study student spot had been given to Tang San back then.

Bringing him this good news was also a way to make the old man happy.

After returning home, Yun Feng relaxed as well.

Perhaps, in this unfamiliar world, only this place could give Yun Feng a slight sense of peace, where he did not have to think about all sorts of nonsense.

After Yun Feng told Old Jack about his plans, Old Jack smiled and said that Yun Feng had grown up.

At the same time, he learned that Yun Feng intended to attend school somewhere else.

Though Old Jack was somewhat reluctant, he still looked seriously at Yun Feng.

"Once you choose a path, you must see it through. Grandpa doesn't know which Advanced Soul Master Academy is best, but you must choose the one that will help you the most."

"Grandpa isn't capable enough to help you much, so you must plan out your future path carefully!"

Hearing this, Yun Feng nodded seriously in agreement.

In truth, Old Jack was not wrong.

Though he did not understand Spirit Masters, he had plenty of life experience. He did not want Yun Feng to have regrets in the future!

Naturally, Yun Feng understood what his grandfather meant.

Perhaps because Yun Feng was about to leave, Old Jack personally prepared a whole table of dishes. That night, they slept side by side and talked about many things.

Only in the middle of the night did they finally fall into a deep sleep.

Early the next morning, Yun Feng left behind some money and the Soul Tool Pistol he had made before reluctantly saying goodbye to Old Jack.

After leaving home, Yun Feng once again mounted his beloved little motorcycle and headed straight for the mountain range beside Holy Soul Village.

He no longer needed to worry about Tang Hao still watching over that place. The reason was simple.

Tang San had already left. As his father, would Tang Hao not go check on him?

That was Suotuo City in the Balak Kingdom. For a father, it was his child's first time traveling far from home.

With Xiao Wu there as well, Tang Hao was worried that someone clueless might discover her identity. After thinking it over, he decided to follow them in secret.