Prison-Face Asura. This was Mu Chen's second Martial Soul.
This Martial Soul had no accompanying weapon; it was simply a humanoid Martial Soul.
With the Ocean Martial Soul and Prison-Face Asura, not to mention an accompanying Trident, it was hard for Mu Chen not to make certain associations.
Just as he looked up at the sky, unbeknownst to him, a pair of eyes was watching him too.
The Divine Realm, inside the Sea God Temple.
Tang San's left hand held a crystal ball, and inside it was an image of Mu Chen.
Originally, he had been keeping a close watch on Huo Yuhao, the chosen child of fate on Douluo Continent.
But just a moment ago, the image in the crystal ball had suddenly changed, and Mu Chen had appeared before Tang San's eyes.
Seeing the Trident in his hand, Tang San felt that something was off.
The keen intuition of a God King prompted him to probe the Trident without thinking.
He hadn't known what to expect, but what he saw gave him a fright.
The Trident accompanying the Ocean Martial Soul in Mu Chen's hand was actually an unawakened divine weapon!
Even though it had yet to awaken, its strength was already on par with top-tier weapon-type Martial Souls.
What kind of Martial Soul could come with a divine weapon? Could he be the true chosen child of fate?
A barrage of questions pounded through Tang San's mind.
He compared the two again and again, confirming that Huo Yuhao was the true chosen child of fate, not Mu Chen.
How strange. The chosen child of fate had awakened an utterly mediocre, even trashy, Martial Soul, while this boy named Mu Chen had such an exceptional Martial Soul—and a divine weapon to boot.
In the end, Tang San arrived at his own unique conclusion: the plane's consciousness was blind, choosing a good-for-nothing as its chosen child of fate.
The more he looked at Mu Chen, who possessed two Martial Souls so perfectly suited to him, the more he liked him.
And the fact that the boy had a Trident made him even more likable.
And so, Tang San made a bold decision.
What good was the chosen child of fate selected by the plane's consciousness compared with an heir he chose and trained himself?
And so, Tang San immediately sent out a strand of divine consciousness, which flew into Mu Chen's Sea of Consciousness.
At that moment, Mu Chen had just put away his Martial Soul and was fiddling with his Trident.
The Trident was over two meters long. At Mu Chen's current height, it was a bit cumbersome to handle.
Fortunately, it didn't feel heavy in his hands—probably only around ten pounds.
Although Mu Chen was only a six-year-old child, awakening his Martial Soul and gaining ten levels of Soul Power had already improved his physical condition.
Once he absorbed a Soul Ring and grew a little older, he would surely be able to wield the Trident's weight with ease.
But the problem was, he hadn't learned a single thing about how to fight with a Trident.
He could try using it to spear fish, but if he used it in a fight, he'd probably wield it like a fire poker.
"How the heck are you supposed to use this thing?"
Just as Mu Chen was complaining in frustration, his vision suddenly went black.
When he opened his eyes again, he had arrived in another space.
"Whoa, where am I?"
Mu Chen felt a little nervous, but curious too, and looked around.
"This is your Sea of Consciousness."
Just then, a gentle voice sounded beside Mu Chen's ear.
A golden figure appeared in front of him.
The newcomer radiated golden light, their face impossible to make out. Long golden hair fell to their waist, complementing their slender figure.
"Who are you?!"
Before he understood what was going on, Mu Chen chose to stay on guard.
The golden figure chuckled.
"Don't be nervous. I mean you no harm."
Mu Chen couldn't see the figure's face, but he could feel them looking at him.
The figure seemed to be sizing him up—or perhaps admiring him.
"Allow me to introduce myself. You can call me Old Tang."
Old Tang.
Mu Chen knew that name all too well. In The Legend of the Dragon King, the strand of divine consciousness Tang San left in Tang Wulin's Sea of Consciousness was called Old Tang.
It seemed Tang San really had taken an interest in him.
"Then why have you appeared in my Sea of Consciousness?"
"I can't tell you that. I can only say that my presence is definitely not a bad thing for you."
Mu Chen understood. It seemed the Old Tang before him was the same model as the one Tang Wulin had.
If so, Mu Chen planned to play along.
Tang San, you plan to turn me into a second Dai Yuhao? Then I'll do as you wish. But in the end, whether you control me or I control you remains to be seen!
Thinking this, Mu Chen stopped worrying about Old Tang's presence.
"Suit yourself. So how do I leave my Sea of Consciousness now?"
"I'll send you out. After that, whenever you want to come in again, just control it with your thoughts."
Old Tang waved his hand, and Mu Chen's consciousness returned to reality.
Now, Mu Chen had to consider his First Soul Ring.
He lived by the sea, so he could simply go into the ocean to find a Soul Ring.
But where could he find a Soul Master to help him obtain one?
Zhang Tao was just an ordinary person. There was no way he knew any Soul Masters.
There weren't any mercenary groups nearby that could help him get a Soul Ring, either.
The lord of Coastal City was a Soul Master. With Mu Chen's talent, he would surely agree to help if Mu Chen sought him out.
But that would leave Mu Chen owing him a favor.
In the Douluo Three Kingdoms, many commoner Soul Masters became bound to noble lords from the moment they owed someone a favor for helping them awaken their Martial Souls. That wasn't what Mu Chen wanted.
"Old Tang, since you say your presence won't do me any harm, help me figure out my First Soul Ring."
After Mu Chen entered his Sea of Consciousness, Old Tang's figure appeared there too.
"That's easy. Go to the seaside. Once you get there, I'll tell you what to do."
Mu Chen pushed open the door and headed for the harbor by the sea.
Meanwhile, the lord of Coastal City had come to Zhang Tao's bun shop to look for Mu Chen.
Mu Chen brushed him off with a few casual replies and sent him on his way.
As someone registered as having Innate Full Soul Power, Mu Chen was someone the lord of Coastal City wouldn't dare do anything to.
Coastal City had a harbor by the sea, so Mu Chen headed there at once.
When he reached the harbor, Old Tang guided him to a secluded beach.
"Now, release your Martial Soul and enter the ocean."
Mu Chen nodded, then released his Martial Soul.
The Ocean Martial Soul appeared, and the Trident rested in his left hand.
Releasing his Ocean Martial Soul by the sea, Mu Chen felt the Soul Power in his body surge.
He stepped into the ocean, and his Martial Soul quietly merged with the sea.
It was an incredibly strange sensation. Mu Chen felt as though his Martial Soul had grown larger—or rather, that his Martial Soul had fused with the seawater all around him.
"All right. Now just wait for one to come to you."
Before Mu Chen could ask what Old Tang meant, the Trident in his left hand suddenly burst into dazzling blue-gold light.
A strange fluctuation spread outward from the Trident, expanding without end.