"Words made law?"
A deep confusion flickered in Li Changsheng's calm eyes, along with a strange, inexplicable shock.
He knew exactly what words made law meant.
In the myths of his previous life, it was an ability possessed only by mighty immortals.
Simply put, everything you said would manifest in reality.
The God of Wisdom answered swiftly, its mechanical voice cold and unchanging:
<Answer. That's right. It's words made law. One of your Martial Souls, the Genesis Book, has the power to create.>
<Addendum. That's too abstract, so here's an example.>
Li Changsheng nodded without thinking.
Lately, the God of Wisdom seemed to have grown wiser. It could even offer such an ordinary example.
Indeed, Li Changsheng felt like his mind couldn't keep up.
His bewildered expression was plain to see in Su Xinhe's aged eyes.
But Su Xinhe seemed to realize that Li Changsheng was in the midst of a revelation, so he didn't disturb him. He only stared strangely at the Genesis Book Martial Soul resting in Li Changsheng's palm.
<Notice. At present, your Genesis Book Martial Soul has no effect. But once you attach a Martial Soul Ring, it can produce a wondrous effect. Any word you speak will manifest as a Soul Skill.>
<Addendum. With one Soul Ring, you can only use the effect of a single word. For example: mountain. When you speak the word "mountain" and release it through your Martial Soul, the Genesis Book will manifest a mountain and use it to attack.>
<Addendum. With two Soul Rings, you can combine individual words into a phrase and unleash a two-word attack. For example: mountain range. With the aid of your Martial Soul, your second Soul Ring can unleash the corresponding mountain-range attack.>
<Addendum. At three rings, you can speak three words, and so on. In short, your Genesis Martial Soul works like this: one ring lets you speak one word; all nine rings together can create a world.>
At the end of its explanation, the God of Wisdom said something truly domineering.
Li Changsheng was a little dazed.
Now he understood why the God of Wisdom had said the previous night that his Martial Soul was somewhat similar to the Seven Absolute Zither Master's.
It turned out they were similar because neither one had a fixed method of attack!
"Then, if I just say the word 'die,' won't my opponent die? Isn't that too absurd? I'm only a One-Ring Soul Master!"
Li Changsheng asked curiously.
<Answer. In theory, when your level suppresses your opponent's, you can achieve that effect. But against an opponent of the same level, it won't kill them outright. Instead, death will manifest as an attack.>
Li Changsheng thought to himself, That makes sense.
If he could control someone else's life and death with just one ring, wouldn't that be far too overpowered?
"So, all in all, I can use the Genesis Martial Soul to create anything I want, or any kind of attack, as long as I keep it within the word limit?"
Li Changsheng had a strange feeling that the Genesis Book Martial Soul might not be very useful to an ordinary person, but it had enormous potential in his hands!
Why?
Because he was a transmigrator!
Before transmigrating, he'd read countless books. In high school, he'd been a severe chuunibyou, and even now, he sometimes acted just as dramatically.
Answer. Correct.
The God of Wisdom's concise reply left Li Changsheng deeply shaken.
"Then, does that mean I don't have to follow the Soul Ring attachment rule?" Li Changsheng asked again.
<Notice. You are currently awakening your Martial Soul. Please ask your many questions later.>
The God of Wisdom suddenly reminded him.
Li Changsheng slapped his forehead as he remembered that he was still standing in the Sea God Awakening Hall, in the middle of his Martial Soul Awakening.
At the same time, the God of Wisdom was right.
He did have so many questions he wanted to ask.
And there was also his Second Martial Soul.
Li Changsheng was also glad that Su Xinhe didn't seem to have a habit of probing too deeply.
That way, his Twin Martial Souls probably wouldn't come up.
But Li Changsheng could clearly feel his left hand surging as the Genesis Book Martial Soul awakened. A powerful, warm force from the Mysterious Heaven Skill—Soul Power—was welling up inside it.
Coming back to himself, Li Changsheng awkwardly scratched his head and smiled sheepishly.
"I'm sorry for the wait."
Su Xinhe shook his head. He hadn't been kept waiting; he'd been observing this Martial Soul, called the Heavenly Book, all along.
The more he looked, the more alarmed he became.
Ancient symbols were engraved on the surface of the archaic book. A terrifying pressure from antiquity kept suppressing the Martial Soul Avatar he had released.
If he hadn't replenished his Soul Power beforehand, this pressure would have forced him back into Martial Soul Possession by now.
It was terrifying.
And this Martial Soul hadn't even been given a single Soul Ring yet.
With a kindly smile, he raised a thin, withered hand and pointed at the Genesis Book Martial Soul. "Can you sense what your Martial Soul does?"
Li Changsheng smiled faintly and placed his other hand against the Genesis Book Martial Soul.
A cool sensation stirred the lines of his palm.
Li Changsheng's fingertips moved, and he opened the cover.
At once, ripples appeared in the air. As if breaking through a barrier, the azure force that had been curled up on the Spirit Awakening Platform was drawn toward the book's newly opened pages. It transformed into a nine-petaled blue lotus that slowly lifted Li Changsheng into the air.
"A control-type Martial Soul?"
Su Xinhe froze, deep confusion flickering between his brows.
Li Changsheng only smiled without answering. Then the book snapped shut, and the Soul Power it had been channeling fell away. The azure ring of light dispersed, the nine-petaled lotus bearing him aloft gradually faded, and finally the ripples in the air vanished altogether.
"I can only demonstrate this much for you, Soul Saint. A friend once told me that a Martial Soul is a Soul Master's foundation, and it's best not to explain too much. Why don't we test my Soul Power instead? Besides, a Soul Saint can't spend all his time on just one person, can he?"
Li Changsheng smiled like a gentle spring breeze. A maturity beyond his years showed on his face, leaving Su Xinhe, standing nearby, momentarily stunned.
Then he nodded and said with a chuckle, "Your friend really is a little rascal."
Li Changsheng smiled without answering. My friend's name is Tang San.
Yeah, he's a rascal.
You said so yourself.
Su Xinhe then brought the Soul Tool used to test Soul Power over to Li Changsheng.
"Put your hand on it and focus on what you feel," he reminded him.
Li Changsheng nodded, then placed his hand against it.
He didn't feel anything unusual.
Only a strange current of warmth kept leaping through his fingertips.
The air hummed faintly.
At the sight, Su Xinhe's thin, withered hand trembled slightly.
He watched as the black sphere was consumed by spiraling forces. Then the numbers that had first begun to flicker appeared.
One.
Two!
Five!
Eight!
In the blink of an eye, the moment his Soul Power connected with the device, Li Changsheng's Innate Soul Power reached level eight.
Then the boundless power of the Mysterious Heaven Skill seemed to be drawn out.
An even greater torrent surged into the Soul Tool measuring his Soul Power.
Level ten!
A flash!
The number stopped at ten!
"Innate Full Soul Power!" Su Xinhe's vision blurred.
How many years had it been?
This was the first time he'd ever seen someone with Innate Full Soul Power!
He'd helped many children awaken their Martial Souls, but the highest had only reached level eight!
Wang Dong had probably had Innate Full Soul Power too, but he hadn't witnessed it with his own eyes.
And now, a genius like this stood right before him. His expression twisted with excitement.
"Alas..."
With a sigh, he thought that if a genius like this joined their Soul Awakening Sect, his own standing in the sect would become utterly transcendent.
But geniuses like this usually chose to join the Shrek Pre-Academy, with its astonishingly high mortality rate, didn't they?
Li Changsheng wasn't surprised. He was quite satisfied.
His efforts over the past ten days hadn't been in vain. This was the best possible result.
He released the device, bowed slightly to Su Xinhe, and smiled. "Well then, Soul Saint, I'll be going now."
Su Xinhe froze.
He looked at Li Changsheng in amazement.
Could a genius really be this polite?
Thinking of Wang Dong just now and Li Changsheng before him, he gave a helpless laugh.
"Young man."
He called after Li Changsheng, who was about to leave.
Li Changsheng thought he was going to try to recruit him into the Soul Awakening Sect, but he still stopped and turned to look at Su Xinhe.
Looking at Li Changsheng, Su Xinhe said, "You're a rare genius. I won't ask you to consider joining the Soul Awakening Sect. I hope you graduate from the Pre-Education Academy smoothly. And I hope you can become the second Ancestor Tang San someday..."
As he finished speaking, a wistful smile crossed his face. Somewhat sheepishly, he said:
"Maybe in ten thousand years, the name Su Xinhe will be even more famous than Ancestor Su Yuntao's?"
Li Changsheng smiled faintly, bowed slightly, and replied:
"I hope so too."
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