The Flaw of Twin Martial Souls

"Whew, done."

Ban Shu slowly set down his brush. The rice paper on the desk was densely packed with the names of various spirit beasts.

Birds of the air and beasts of the field—everything was accounted for.

These were the spirit beasts he could think of right now that would be most beneficial to him.

"Picking and choosing, it doesn't actually add up to that many."

Ban Shu smacked his lips, clearly not satisfied with the result.

According to his vision, his augmentation spirit skills had to be all-encompassing and powerful enough to make a difference.

The ones on the paper were merely the spirit beasts that could barely meet his requirements.

Ban Shu even wanted to be more extreme; he planned to make his first five spirit rings all augmentation skills.

After all, Madara didn't really have complex mechanics in the original work or the mobile game; he relied on large-scale attacks and unparalleled stats.

In short, brute force solves everything.

Of course, this approach wasn't recommended for the average spirit master. The reason Ban Shu dared to do this was, first, his martial spirit was special, and second, he had Spirit Hall backing him.

It's easier to get things done when you have an organization behind you, especially one as powerful as Spirit Hall.

Ban Shu didn't need to worry about the various difficulties encountered in the early stages; he only needed to plan for the late game.

"Let's leave it at this for now. I'll analyze the specific situation when I enter the forest the day after tomorrow."

Ban Shu tucked the paper into his ring and stretched. "Man... the nights in Douluo Continent are truly dull. Spirit Hall doesn't have any interesting activities at all."

The reason Ban Shu was still working hard on his cultivation at night was, firstly, to become stronger, and secondly, because there was simply nothing fun to do here.

Spirit Hall enforced a curfew; there was nothing at night except for owls, crickets, and other nocturnal creatures wandering about.

"So bored~ so bored~"

Ban Shu rested his chin on his hand, picked up his brush again, and began his "artistic creation."

"How about I draw Lao Da this time?"

Ban Shu pondered for a moment before burying his head in his work.

Just then, a figure quietly opened Ban Shu's door, then tiptoed stealthily behind him.

"Ban Shu~"

Ban Shu didn't even turn his head, merely saying in a lazy tone, "Sister Dong'er, stop messing around. You didn't even hide your footsteps; how were you supposed to scare me?"

"Tsk, no fun. You guessed it so quickly."

Bibi Dong pouted and plopped down on Ban Shu's bed. "What are you doing? And why aren't you meditating like you usually do? What's gotten into you today?"

"Nothing, just thinking about the plan for my future spirit rings so I can become stronger~"

Ban Shu leaned back in his chair, tilted his head, and looked at Bibi Dong. "What about you, Sister? Do you have any plans for the future of your martial spirit?"

"Well, about that..."

Bibi Dong tapped her chin. "My idea is to cultivate one of them first to prepare for the second martial spirit."

"Think about it, if I cultivate the first martial spirit to the Title Douluo level, wouldn't the first spirit ring for the second martial spirit be a ten-thousand-year one?"

Bibi Dong grew more excited as she spoke. "That way, I'll be invincible!"

Watching Bibi Dong's happy expression, Ban Shu shook his head helplessly. "I've warned you before to read more books, but you never listen."

"What's that supposed to mean!"

Having her beautiful future fantasy interrupted by Ban Shu, Bibi Dong rolled her eyes in annoyance. "What's wrong with what I said?"

"Everything is wrong, and the error is massive."

Ban Shu reached out and naturally tapped Bibi Dong on the forehead. "My dear sister, use that brain of yours and think carefully—is this really feasible?"

"What do you mean?"

Bibi Dong rubbed her head, her dazed expression looking rather cute.

Ban Shu rolled his eyes and chuckled. "I won't tell you, unless..."

"Unless what?"

Bibi Dong's curiosity was piqued; she hurriedly got up, went to Ban Shu's side, and leaned in close to his ear.

"Unless you call me 'Senior Brother'."

"You're asking for death!"

Bibi Dong rolled her eyes and reached out to pinch Ban Shu's waist hard.

"Ouch!"

Ban Shu sprang out of his chair as if he'd stepped on a mousetrap, baring his teeth and clutching his waist. "That hurts!"

"Serves you right! Daring to take advantage of your sister—you deserve a beating!"

Bibi Dong crossed her arms and gave a light huff.

"Just tell me, do you want to hear it or not?"

Ban Shu leaned in close to Bibi Dong, staring intently into her eyes. "This is something I dug up in the Spirit Hall library—a secret regarding twin spirits."

"Don't you want to hear it?"

"This..."

Hearing this, Bibi Dong hesitated. Although she possessed twin spirits, she hadn't studied them properly, and her understanding of them could be described as superficial at best.

Now that such an opportunity had presented itself, she didn't want to miss it.

Looking at the smiling Ban Shu, Bibi Dong blushed and whispered in a voice barely audible, "Senior Brother."

"What did you say?"

Ban Shu deliberately cupped his ear, pretending he couldn't hear. "Your voice is too small; I can't hear you."

Watching Ban Shu's smug expression, Bibi Dong took a deep breath and roared into his ear.

"Senior Brother!!!"

"Whoa!"

Struck by this lion's roar, Ban Shu saw stars, his head buzzing.

"Fine, I've called you that now, so you should tell me, right?"

Bibi Dong pulled Ban Shu down to sit, patting the bed impatiently. "Tell me, hurry and tell me."

"Alright then."

Ban Shu cleared his throat twice and said with a serious face, "Actually, according to the records in Spirit Hall, there have been many geniuses with twin spirits, but without exception, they all died."

"What? How could that be?"

Bibi Dong was stunned. "Could it be that..."

Ban Shu knew what Bibi Dong was thinking and shook his head. "No, they weren't persecuted by others; it was their own spirits that killed them."

"What?"

Bibi Dong covered her mouth, clearly not expecting Ban Shu to reach such a conclusion.

"The primary condition for the emergence of twin spirits is that the spirits of both parents must be on par, or of equal quality."

"If one side is superior to the other, twin spirits will not appear."

Ban Shu began to explain carefully, "Twin spirits represent both talent and risk."

"Since twin spirits are born from balance, it means that this balance must never be easily broken."

Ban Shu took a small scale and some weights out of his ring.

"If this scale represents your twin spirits, then these weights represent your spirit rings."

Ban Shu placed a weight on the scale, and it began to tilt.

"Look, if you only let one spirit absorb spirit rings, this is what happens—the balance is gradually destroyed."

"If one side is filled with weights while the other has nothing, the balance between the two spirits will be shattered."

"The stronger side will suppress the weaker one, and the weaker one will resist in turn. Your body becomes their battlefield."

Ban Shu set down the scale. "If things reach that point, what do you think will happen to your body?"