Soul Tool, Heart of the Sea Blue

As evening approached, the setting sun cast a glow over the buildings of Nuoding City, making the sunset clouds and the city architecture complement each other in a uniquely beautiful display.

"Knock, knock." The sound of knocking startled Lan Si from his cultivation state.

Lan Si slowly opened his eyes, rose to open the door, and saw the familiar figure of Otto.

"Why have you stayed in your room all day? You didn't even eat the meal I prepared for you at noon." Otto rubbed Lan Si's small head; though he was scolding him, his tone was incredibly gentle.

"After you left, I went to Martial Soul Hall again to ask Master Su Yuntao about ways to increase soul power. He said that meditation is enough, so I followed his method and entered meditation. I didn't expect time to pass so quickly; it was dark before I knew it." Lan Si naturally couldn't reveal his cultivation technique, so he simply made up an excuse to brush it off.

"Well, I'll let it slide this time, but don't forget to eat next time. You're still young and in the middle of a growth spurt." Otto didn't scold him further and smiled, "Alright, go eat. I've already heated up your food; it's on the table. I'm going back to my room to get something for you."

As he spoke, Otto turned and walked toward the room next door.

Lan Si nodded, rubbed his empty stomach, and walked out of the room.

He was indeed quite hungry.

Inside the main hall.

The sky had completely darkened by now.

Under the dim candlelight, Lan Si was shoveling food into his mouth in large bites.

At this moment, Otto, who had gone back to his room, walked over carrying a brocade box.

"A-Si, this is for you." Otto handed over the box.

"What is this?" Lan Si put down his bowl and chopsticks, asking curiously.

"A keepsake left by your father." Otto's voice was heavy.

Hearing this, Lan Si was slightly stunned. His memories of his past life had only awakened two months ago; before that, he was just an ordinary person, so he didn't have much of an impression of his parents' appearances in this life. When Lan Zong and his wife left, he wasn't even two years old, so how much could he possibly remember?

Seeing Lan Si's expression, Otto assumed the boy was too heartbroken and quickly changed the subject: "Open it and see. It is said to be something called a storage Soul Tool. It was once a gift from your mother to him. As long as you input soul power, you can store items inside."

Lan Si nodded and opened the brocade box. A silver-gray wrist guard, three fingers wide and inlaid with a blue gemstone, came into view.

Attempting to channel soul power into the wrist guard, Lan Si was surprised to find that this Soul Tool contained a storage space of seven or eight cubic meters. Besides that, there was a full bag of gold coins and several books inside.

Lan Si waved his hand, and the books appeared out of thin air. He flipped through them and saw that they were filled with knowledge regarding soul beasts and martial souls.

"It seems quite suitable for you." Seeing this, Otto revealed a gratified smile.

"Does it have a name?" Lan Si put on the wrist guard, wrapping it a few times around his small left arm, and asked Otto.

Otto pondered for a moment and replied: "What was it called... oh, right, it's called the Heart of the Sea Blue."

"Heart of the Sea Blue?" Lan Si whispered to himself, smiled, and then put the books back into the Soul Tool.

"Heart of the Sea Blue, it truly is a lovely name."

Early in the morning, Lan Si sat cross-legged in the courtyard with his eyes tightly closed, his hands forming the seals for the Supreme Universe Art and the Five Thunders Heart Art.

It had been nearly three months since his martial soul awakening.

It was late autumn, and fallen leaves were swirling in the wind.

The small courtyard was already covered in withered leaves.

Only the area where Lan Si sat remained clear, as the drifting leaves were deflected by the arcs of electricity and the aura radiating from his body before they could even get close.

"The first layer of the Supreme Universe Art and the Five Thunders Heart Art is complete." Lan Si suddenly opened his eyes, blue arcs of electricity and white aura flashing within his pupils.

"However, I feel my soul power still has room to grow. I suspect I haven't reached level ten yet."

Having made up his mind, Lan Si raised his right hand and, channeling the Supreme Universe Art, summoned his martial soul as he usually did.

With a rhythmic white light, a Cyan Fire Lotus, wreathed in forest-white flames, manifested in the palm of his right hand.

"I always feel that after breaking through to the first layer of the Supreme Universe Art, the quality of this green lotus has improved, and the colors are more vibrant." Looking at the Cyan Fire Lotus in his right hand, Lan Si fell into deep thought. Immediately after, he raised his left hand and, channeling the Five Thunders Heart Art, a small, drop-shaped hammer covered in spiral patterns appeared in his left palm.

"This is..." Looking at the two martial souls in his palms, Lan Si's pupils shrank.

After both the Five Thunders Heart Art and the Supreme Universe Art broke through, he was actually able to use two martial souls simultaneously.

In the original story of Douluo, whether it was Bibi Dong or Tang San, they could only release one martial soul at a time during combat, yet he was capable of using two.

Doesn't that mean he's hit the jackpot?

However, using two martial souls at once consumed a massive amount of soul power. It seemed that unless absolutely necessary, he shouldn't use them together.

Just then, a knock sounded at the courtyard gate, and Otto's voice came from outside: "A-Si, is your meditation finished? It's time to go register at Nuoding Academy."

"Uncle Otto, I'm ready." Lan Si stood up, opened the courtyard gate, and walked over to Otto.

"Then let's set off. At this hour, many people have already finished their registration." Otto rubbed Lan Si's head, closed the door, and headed toward Nuoding Academy.

A short while later, Lan Si arrived at Nuoding Academy with Otto.

Because Otto was well-liked in Nuoding City, Lan Si did not receive the treatment Tang San had in the original story; after showing his martial soul certification, he entered Nuoding Academy with ease.

Since Otto was not a soul master, he could not enter the campus.

He gave a few words of instruction before taking his leave.

Following the gatekeeper's directions, Lan Si went to the academic affairs office to register.

The teacher specifically responsible for receiving new students appeared to be over sixty years old.

Lan Si placed his Martial Soul certificate on the table and, in a youthful voice, said to the teacher, "Teacher, this is my Martial Soul certificate. Could you please help me register?"

The teacher looked Lan Si up and down before taking the certificate in a businesslike manner to examine it.

It didn't matter until he looked, but the moment he did, his eyes lit up instantly.

Innate Soul Power level five, mutated Martial Soul Cyan Fire Lotus.

This talent could be considered an extremely rare genius even within the entire Nuoding Academy.

Because anyone with Innate Soul Power reaching level five or higher had mostly already joined the Martial Soul Hall.

"Your name is Lan Si, right? I am the academy's Dean, Su Nuo. Could you show me your Martial Soul?" Dean Su looked at Lan Si with a gentle gaze.

Lan Si nodded, raised his right hand, and released his Cyan Lotus Martial Soul.

"A mutated Martial Soul indeed. A plant-type Martial Soul containing fire attributes is truly rare." Dean Su smiled, took a blue crystal ball from under his desk, and laughed, "Lan Si, let's test your soul power level again."

Lan Si complied, retracted his Martial Soul, and lightly touched the blue crystal ball with his right hand. Instantly, the crystal ball emitted an incredibly dazzling light.

"Level ten soul power—no, level nine! Your soul power has actually reached level nine, nearly level ten."

Dean Su was dumbfounded, his face filled with disbelief.

Didn't the certificate say Lan Si's Innate Soul Power was only level five? How could Lan Si's soul power reach the level of nine?

Just then, the sound of footsteps echoed from outside the open door of the dean's office.