Storage Soul Tool, Second Generation Soul Master?

The night passed without a word.

The next day, when Lin Fan woke up, he felt refreshed and invigorated, his entire body brimming with comfort.

"Is this the influence of soul power on the human body?"

"It feels quite good!"

Experiencing this sensation, Lin Fan felt his anticipation for cultivation grow even stronger.

Feeling spirited and full of soul power, Lin Fan's eyes darted around as a sudden thought occurred to him.

Taking a deep breath, Lin Fan channeled his soul power; a brilliant glow erupted, and a Poké Ball quietly materialized in his hand.

Clack—

The Poké Ball hit the floor and bounced, emitting a crisp sound that made Lin Fan's eyes light up.

"It has a physical form!"

"As expected, this Martial Soul grants me the ability to manifest Poké Balls, rather than using the Martial Soul itself to capture Soul Beasts directly."

Sensing the cost, Lin Fan realized that manifesting a single Poké Ball didn't consume much energy; even in his current state, he could easily manifest ten in one go.

If he had enough preparation time, he could possess thousands of Poké Balls. When the time came, he could just throw them at every Soul Beast he saw. Who knows, he might even be able to capture ten-thousand-year or even Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts!

Of course, that was just a fantasy.

Ordinary Pokemon were one thing, but for slightly rarer ones, they had to be injured or afflicted with negative status effects before they could be captured.

Throwing a ball blindly was no better than winning the lottery!

Unless the Poké Balls were upgraded, the capture rate wouldn't increase significantly.

Although Lin Fan hadn't tested it yet, he could guess that the conditions for capturing powerful Soul Beasts and rare Pokemon were likely similar.

Collecting his thoughts, Lin Fan continued to manifest Poké Balls.

His generous father had already promised to take him to hunt for his first Soul Ring, and it was something that would happen in the next two days. He had to be prepared before they set off.

He didn't want to be stuck making Poké Balls on the spot while Lin Qingfeng was busy beating Soul Beasts into submission.

Eventually, Lin Fan looked at the room piled high with Poké Balls and fell into deep thought.

He could manifest an infinite number of Poké Balls, but where could he store them?

This wasn't a game; he didn't have an unlimited inventory!

"My family is quite wealthy. I wonder... do they have any Soul Tools?"

Unfortunately, Lin Fan couldn't just ask for one.

It wasn't that his parents didn't love him, but they had never spoken to him about Martial Soul-related matters before, let alone Soul Tools.

If he asked for one out of the blue, wouldn't he scare them to death?

Just as he was hesitating, footsteps approached from outside the door, followed quickly by a knock: "Fan'er, may Mother come in?"

"Yes, come in!"

His eyes lighting up, Lin Fan called out, not bothering to hide the Poké Balls.

As long as his parents saw the room filled with them, they would surely offer up a Soul Tool themselves!

Sure enough, when Qian Shu entered the room and saw the Poké Balls scattered everywhere, her expression shifted to one of shock. She asked in surprise, "Your Martial Soul? How did it become physical? And why are there so many?"

"Mother."

Lin Fan explained, "My Martial Soul allows me to manifest Poké Balls to capture Soul Beasts. Once a capture is successful, those Soul Beasts will stay inside the Poké Balls."

"Is that so?"

Qian Shu frowned slightly and said softly, "Then the number of Poké Balls will only continue to grow."

As she spoke, Qian Shu unclasped the pendant hanging from her neck and handed it to Lin Fan with a smile. "Fan'er has grown up; it is time for you to begin experiencing the world of Soul Masters."

"This is a Soul Tool. As long as you inject your soul power into it, you can open a special space to store items. With a mere thought, you can store or retrieve objects at will."

"Thank you, Mother!"

Having been born into this world, Lin Qingfeng and Qian Shu were his true parents. Lin Fan felt no hesitation in accepting their gift and immediately hung it around his neck.

He stroked it with his right hand and injected his soul power.

Hum—

As Lin Fan focused his intent, the Poké Balls filling the room began to glow, and in the next instant, they vanished without a trace.

Closing his eyes, Lin Fan could sense that all those Poké Balls had been transferred into the space within the pendant.

This is amazing!

The corners of his mouth curled up. Lin Fan felt incredibly fortunate; if he hadn't been born into a wealthy family, he might have died at the very first step even after awakening this Martial Soul.

He would have lacked storage space!

"Why are you being so formal with Mother?"

Qian Shu patted Lin Fan's head and said softly, "Tidy up, get something to eat, and prepare to set off."

"The Martial Soul you awakened is rather unique. Mother may need to return home for a while, so this time, your father will take you to hunt for your Spirit Ring."

"I understand."

Lin Fan nodded.

Qian Shu sighed, "Mother knows you are sensible; you have never given us cause for worry since you were small. Now that you have shown such good talent in Martial Souls and wish to walk this path, Mother will support you."

Hearing this, Lin Fan's heart stirred involuntarily.

It seemed his family was not an ordinary one!

Could they be some hidden aristocratic clan?

Or perhaps a powerful existence from the plots of those novels?

However, Qian Shu clearly had no intention of clarifying these matters, so Lin Fan did not press further. He would simply focus on his cultivation; as long as his strength improved, he was confident he could handle whatever situation his family might be in.

After the meal, Lin Qingfeng and Qian Shu had already packed their luggage, and the guards had prepared a carriage, waiting at the entrance.

"Qingfeng, be careful on the road. You must take good care of Fan'er."

Qian Shu's eyes were filled with reluctance; after all, this was the first time Lin Fan was traveling far from home, even with Lin Qingfeng by his side.

"Rest assured, Madam. With me here, there will be no issues."

Lin Qingfeng was full of confidence. He immediately pulled Lin Fan onto the carriage, waved goodbye to Qian Shu, and the carriage began to head toward the city gates.

It had to be said that the Lin family held considerable influence; seeing the emblem on their carriage, the guards did not even inspect them and let them pass directly.

Once they were out of the city, Lin Qingfeng asked with a chuckle, "Fan'er, you have just awakened your Martial Soul, so you must be curious about these things. Feel free to ask whatever you wish."

"Father, what is your Spirit Master rank?"

Hearing that he could ask anything, Lin Fan could not help but blurt it out.

As for other things?

Are you kidding? He had read about the Douluo Continent; while he might not know every single setting by heart, he remembered the basic foundations well enough.

Besides, so-called settings were useless in actual combat—it all came down to who had the bigger cheat, didn't it?

Bibi Dong, Qian Renxue, Tang San—which of those people were ordinary Spirit Masters?

"My rank?"

Lin Qingfeng hesitated for a moment before saying softly, "Level 79 Spirit Saint. I am only one step away from becoming a Spirit Douluo."

Hearing this answer, Lin Fan could not help but feel a slight shock.

Given Lin Qingfeng's age, having reached such a realm definitely qualified him as a genius.

No wonder even the Hall Master of the Martial Soul Hall treated him with such courtesy.

In an instant, a thought suddenly surfaced in Lin Fan's mind.

Could it be that I am also a second-generation or third-generation Spirit Master?

If that were truly the case, that would be fantastic!

Just kidding—being a second or third generation meant rising to power by relying on parents and elders. Isn't that much better than racking your brains and cultivating through nine deaths and one life?

Unless there was no other way, who actually cultivates on their own these days?

Isn't it all about hard work?

Either hard work in choosing one's parents, or... Deep Blue, activate! Add points for me!