Notice. It was probably because you used the Night-Startling Spear and God of Wisdom to absorb blood qi and convert it into cultivation.
After hesitating for a few seconds, Li Changsheng continued walking.
Yet he kept thinking about the several things that had just happened in an instant, as well as God of Wisdom's answer.
"You mean that the method I used to cultivate with your help and the Night-Startling Spear was a shortcut?"
Answer. Yes.
Li Changsheng thought it over for a moment. He wasn't disappointed; on the contrary, he was quite satisfied.
"The Sign-in and Clock-in System originally offered a lot of rewards, but because I used a shortcut, the rewards were halved. I still got a Growth Attribute Spirit Ring, Level 10 Spirit Master's Notes, and a Martial Soul."
Those rewards were generous enough to be a pleasant surprise.
At the same time, Li Changsheng had also noticed one of the Sign-in and Clock-in System's rules:
If he relied on outside help to improve himself while completing his next sign-in, part of the reward would be reduced.
During a brief lull, Li Changsheng began questioning God of Wisdom.
"Can this Growth Attribute Spirit Ring reward really increase its age on its own?"
That seemed pretty incredible.
After all, a Spirit Ring could grant a Soul Master a skill, and the skill's attributes had a great deal to do with the Spirit Ring's age.
The difference between a white ten-year Spirit Ring and a yellow hundred-year Spirit Ring might not be night and day, but it could still decide life or death in battle.
And Li Changsheng had never heard of a Spirit Ring that could automatically increase its age.
If it was determined by his body's tolerance, did that mean he had a chance to raise his First Soul Ring to the hundred-thousand-year level? No, could he even reach the legendary level of the Spirit Ring Tang San possessed, one that came infinitely close to a million years?
Answer. Yes. The Growth Attribute Spirit Ring will improve according to your body's tolerance.
"Then does the Martial Soul bonus mean that, on top of the one I would've awakened naturally, I'll awaken another one? A weapon-type Martial Soul or a Beast Martial Soul?" Li Changsheng continued to ask God of Wisdom.
They were walking up the steps.
The staircase was incredibly long, with more than three hundred and sixty steps, each one unusually tall.
Following behind the old man, Li Changsheng walked at an unhurried pace.
But the children following behind him were already breathing heavily.
Li Changsheng paid them no mind, calmly waiting for God of Wisdom to answer.
Answer. Yes. You would originally have awakened one Martial Soul. With the additional reward, you will have Twin Martial Souls. Your reward's Second Martial Soul is... a weapon-type Martial Soul.
This time, God of Wisdom had answered Li Changsheng's question in full.
A weapon-type Martial Soul?
Li Changsheng nodded. So he would probably have one Beast Martial Soul and one weapon-type Martial Soul?
Or would both of his awakened Martial Souls be weapon-type?
What kind of weapon?
As they were about to reach the Sea God Awakening Hall, Li Changsheng gazed up at its resplendent, towering entrance. His lips moved slightly, as if he were muttering something.
The old man in front stopped.
The ten of them, Li Changsheng included, had finally reached the top of the Sea God Awakening Hall.
The sunlight fell upon the Awakening Hall, which stood several hundred meters tall, its domed roof shifting between azure, cerulean, and deep blue.
Li Changsheng saw the familiar statue of Tang San. Its eight pairs of wings stretched proudly, seeming to draw in the distant, boundless blue sky and stir up the unfathomable depths of the sea.
The statue showed Tang San with his arms spread wide, as if embracing all creation.
He stood atop the highest dome, not looking down at the people below but gazing into the distance.
The other nine people all looked up at the statue of Tang San.
Their faces were filled with longing and yearning. They seemed to be paying their respects, or perhaps recalling the past. Even Wang Dong, who had been so arrogant earlier, was no exception.
Li Changsheng, however, turned around and looked down at the people waiting to awaken their Martial Souls.
"High above... the cold bites deepest."
Looking at the tiny figures below and the wispy white clouds drifting almost at his own height, Li Changsheng couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion.
The old man appeared to be arranging the order for the Martial Soul awakenings. He took a pen to a piece of paper, switching the names around.
Soon, the results were ready.
Li Changsheng, who had originally been first in line, had ended up last.
And right before him was Wang Dong, who was suspected to be the son of the Clear Sky Sect's leader.
Li Changsheng didn't mind. No, actually, it suited him just fine.
He wanted to see what kind of Martial Soul Wang Dong would awaken.
If it was the Clear Sky Hammer, at least he could feast his eyes on it.
After all, it had been hailed for ten thousand years as the greatest Power Attack System weapon-type Martial Soul in the world, yet no one had seen it for thousands of years.
Li Changsheng also noticed that the awakening order had placed Li Zishuo first, with Qian Dabao second.
"So that's how it is..."
Li Changsheng quickly figured it out.
Those at the front were all from God Soul Village!
If he remembered correctly, the child named Li Zishuo was one of his descendants! But with ten thousand years between them, even the bonds of blood had grown exceedingly faint.
Qian Dabao was probably a child from God Soul Village, too.
"All right. Enter in order. No shouting or causing trouble."
The old man glanced over them once more. His voice was low, hoarse, and cold. Then he walked to the entrance of the Sea God Awakening Hall and pressed his hand, rough and wrinkled like chicken skin, against the elaborately carved doors, which were decorated with Blue Silver Grass.
A gentle, brilliant blue glow burst forth.
The moment the doors swung open, they let out a series of remarkably melodious, pleasant sounds, like waves surging against the shore. It was a curious sight.
At the end of the line, Li Changsheng took another look at Wang Dong, who stood ahead of him.
Wang Dong had a proud air about her. Her short, ear-length hair was streaked with pink and blue, and her skin was fair. Her neck was unusually long for someone her age. All of it made her seem... strange.
Li Changsheng wasn't looking to see whether she was attractive.
He was observing the peculiar aura flowing around Wang Dong.
The group began walking into the Awakening Hall.
The roaring crash of waves grew louder and louder in their ears.
There also seemed to be the distant, mournful cry of a whale.
He drew a light breath through his nose. There was a faint, fishy scent of sea sand in the air.
"God of Wisdom, is Wang Dong cultivating the Mysterious Heaven Skill? At first I thought she was, but now I'm not so sure."
Li Changsheng deliberately fell a few steps behind. He knew Wang Dong's senses were probably sharp. If he stared for too long, she would definitely notice, and that would lead to another round of trouble.
He didn't want to argue with a brat. It would be embarrassing.
From what Li Changsheng could tell, Wang Dong had traces of the Mysterious Heaven Skill about her. They seemed like just a faint imprint, yet there was also something deep and powerful to them. The Mysterious Heaven Skill's inner force seemed to have seeped into the very surface of her body, surging on and on, life and death intertwined, endlessly renewing itself.
Answer. This person has never cultivated the Mysterious Heaven Skill. However, their father or mother cultivated it to the supreme level, and to a certain extent, passed it on to the fetus, giving the child an innate Mysterious Heaven Skill.
"The power of the Mysterious Heaven Skill can be inherited?" Li Changsheng exclaimed in surprise.
Answer. It can, but only if it has reached an extremely profound level.
"So she's a second-generation powerhouse..." Li Changsheng shook his head with a laugh, then caught up with the group and crossed the enormous doors filled with the sound of crashing waves.
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