Su Yuntao grabbed Li Luo by the shoulders and shook him wildly.
"Child, what kind of Martial Soul is this? Look me in the eye and tell me!"
"Ah-ba, ah-ba, big brother, I don't know! My Martial Soul is called the Prism Ball."
Li Luo put on the air of an innocent child and brushed Su Yuntao off.
"Prism Ball? A ball? What can it do, hit people? It has no offensive power at all. A Trash Martial Soul!"
Just like that, Su Yuntao gave Li Luo a buff: one declaration of "Trash Martial Soul" from Brother Tao guaranteed a future God King.
Su Yuntao left the Spirit Hall with Tang San and Li Luo. Old Jack came forward to ask how the Martial Soul Awakening had gone.
Su Yuntao looked half excited and half regretful.
"We do have two promising Soul Master candidates, and both have Innate Full Soul Power. Unfortunately, they both have Trash Martial Souls."
When Old Jack heard the words "Innate Full Soul Power," he was so happy he seemed twenty-five years younger. He even tossed aside his cane and beamed at Tang San and Li Luo.
"Innate Full Soul Power is wonderful! What if you have Trash Martial Souls? Once you absorb a Soul Ring, you'll both become respected Soul Masters."
"Don't worry. I'll go get another work-study student spot right away, so both of you can go to school!"
Old Jack told Li Luo and Tang San to head home on their own, then set off toward the neighboring village, laughing heartily as he went.
After Old Jack left, Su Yuntao remained strictly businesslike and invited Li Luo and Tang San to join the Spirit Hall.
Li Luo and Tang San declined, saying they needed to ask their families first and that, since they had Trash Martial Souls, they wouldn't be valued even if they joined the Spirit Hall.
Su Yuntao sighed regretfully, then rode away.
Only then did Li Luo finally have time to take a good look at his Martial Soul.
In fact, he had been just as shocked when he saw the Martial Soul he'd awakened.
"Ah! Isn't this the Prism Ball from the Kingdom of Locke? What are you doing here?"
Li Luo had originally been a person from Earth, waiting at home for the Kingdom of Locke game to launch, when a big truck unexpectedly flew right into his house and sent him to the Douluo Continent.
Could anything be more ridiculous?
After arriving in the Douluo Continent, Li Luo became an orphan and was raised by Old Jack.
Since Old Jack often sent him to deliver food to the young Tang San, and the two were the same age, they had become acquainted.
Li Luo had thus become one of Tang San's few playmates.
Li Luo got along well with Tang San, and although Tang San still had the extreme temperament left over from his previous life, at heart he was only a child.
As long as he stayed by Tang San's side, becoming a god was practically guaranteed.
Besides, Tang Hao might be watching Tang San from the shadows, in case he awakened the Clear Sky Hammer and the people from the Spirit Hall needed to be silenced.
All these factors had led Li Luo to refuse Su Yuntao's invitation to join the Spirit Hall.
"Brother Luo, what's your Martial Soul? It looks really beautiful and powerful."
When Li Luo's Prism Ball awakened, it had shone with dazzling light, looking far more impressive than Tang San's Blue Silver Grass.
So Tang San was very curious about Li Luo's Martial Soul.
Li Luo didn't answer right away. Instead, he motioned for Tang San to follow him.
Li Luo took Tang San to the top of the mountain behind Holy Soul Village, where Tang San usually practiced.
"In the Kingdom of Locke, the Prism Ball is used to capture elves. It can also give captured elves the best possible potential and a Prism skin."
"But there are no elves to capture in the Douluo Continent. So what is the Prism Ball for? Could it be used to capture Soul Beasts? Or could it capture Soul Masters too?"
At this thought, Li Luo came up with a theory. He wanted to test it on Tang San.
"Xiao San, don't move."
Li Luo threw his Martial Soul toward Tang San. The Prism Ball landed above Tang San's head and released a beam of multicolored light that enveloped him.
Because Li Luo had warned him beforehand, Tang San didn't dodge. The beam of multicolored light pulled him straight into the Prism Ball.
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Ding!"
The Prism Ball rocked through the air in a triangular pattern, then began to glow with brilliant colors and gave a clear, tinkling chime before flying back into Li Luo's hand.
A message appeared in Li Luo's mind.
"Capture successful. Obtained [Prism Tang San ×1]."
At that moment, a Soul Ring began to condense around Li Luo. Its color slowly shifted from white to yellow, growing deeper and deeper until, after a while, it settled and merged into his body.
It looked to be about six hundred years old.
Another message appeared in Li Luo's mind: The Prism Ball can be used to capture Soul Masters. Each time it captures a Soul Master, it grants a corresponding Soul Ring based on that Soul Master.
The Soul Ring's age increases as the captured person's Soul Power Level rises.
Li Luo's Prism Ball had also inherited the unique properties of the Prism Ball from the Kingdom of Locke game.
That meant the captured person's Martial Soul quality would be changed to the highest possible quality. In addition, when summoned by Li Luo's Prism Ball, the captured person would gain a special Prism skin.
While in this Prism skin state, the captured person would receive the special effects of Li Luo's corresponding Soul Ring.
After digesting the information, Li Luo weighed the Prism Ball containing Tang San in his hand, then tossed it into the air.
"Come out, Haji San."
The Prism Ball stopped in midair and released a dazzling beam of light dominated by blue. Tang San appeared beneath it.
Tang San looked completely different from before.
His formerly thin, short frame had become healthy and upright. His face had changed noticeably too: his skin was smoother, clearer, and far more refined.
His black hair began turning blue, but perhaps Tang San's body wasn't yet strong enough to support the transformation. In the end, his hair stopped halfway, half blue and half black.
The Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul appeared of its own accord in Tang San's right hand, and it had changed noticeably. Faint golden markings and distinct prismatic patterns now covered its stems and leaves.
After being captured by the Prism Ball, his Martial Soul's quality had improved, and his Blue Silver Grass had advanced into the Blue Silver King.
A yellow Soul Ring edged with prismatic colors now circled Tang San.
"Brother Luo, what's going on? I remember your Martial Soul swallowed me, and then everything went dark. When I could see again, I'd turned into this."
Tang San was still dazed, unable to make sense of the changes to his body.
But he could tell Li Luo meant him no harm. On the contrary, Li Luo had brought him a lot of benefits.
Several lines of information appeared in Li Luo's mind.
[Current Elf: Tang San, Soul Power Level 10] [Current Mage Soul Power Level: 11] [Maximum level of obedient elves: 20] [Maximum number of elves currently capturable: 1]
"Xiao San, my Soul Ring is called the Prism Ball. It's a support-type Martial Soul. Take a look and see if you feel that your body has changed a lot."
As he spoke, Li Luo took out a mirror and handed it to Tang San.
Looking at his reflection, Tang San's first reaction was, "Is this me? I look so good!"
Tang San also noticed that his Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul had changed. He focused his mind and guided the Blue Silver Grass toward a small stone on the ground.
At first, Tang San had great difficulty controlling it, but little by little he managed to handle the Blue Silver Grass with precision.
The Blue Silver Grass wrapped around the small stone. Using the same technique he used to throw hidden weapons, Tang San flung it toward another stone not far away.
With a thud, it struck its target dead on.