"Now that's one big idiot, Gang!" Xiao Wuji said, breathing a sigh of relief as a smile spread across his face.
With Tang San about to be taken to the Soul Hunting Forest to obtain a Soul Ring, Yu Xiaogang wasn't just grateful that he'd taken Luo Sanpao out for a walk that day. If he hadn't, he would have missed out on such an outstanding disciple.
After quickly finishing the two chapters, Yu Xiaogang was left wanting more.
Every word in the book seemed to hold great wisdom. Even the ending served as a reminder to take Luo Sanpao out for a walk often, so he wouldn't miss the son of His Excellency Haotian.
"Could this be a god's guidance, helping me teach Tang San to become a god more easily?" Yu Xiaogang said smugly as he closed the finely crafted book.
[The first two chapters of I Taught a God have been read.] [Read count: 5.]
"The read count's finally reached the target." Xiao Wuji rolled his shoulders. He'd updated a lot in one go, and it had been too much for his slight frame to bear.
But time waited for no one. He had to seize the moment.
[Read count target reached. Reward unlocked: Heavenly Sword Martial Soul. Replacing previous Martial Soul automatically. Innate Soul Power: Level 10.] [Read count required for next reward: 10.]
Warmth spread through Xiao Wuji's body, as if sunlight were sinking into his flesh and bones. The exhaustion from staying up all night vanished.
"So the reward is a Martial Soul." Xiao Wuji's eyes lit up. Of all the divine weapons in wuxia novels, this was one of his favorites.
Unlike the Heavy Profound Iron Sword or the Dragon Slaying Saber, which were heavy and difficult to wield, this was a sharp weapon that was easy to handle.
After leaving his room, Xiao Wuji went as usual to the dining hall the Spirit Hall had set up for orphans. He collected two steamed buns and a little pickled vegetable, then wolfed them down.
Afterward, he returned to his room and resumed writing. The first read-count reward had been so excellent that he couldn't help looking forward to the second.
This fourth book would be called From Holy Soul Village to God Soul Village. Surely the title alone would pique Old Jack's interest...
At noon, after hammering away at a piece of iron for half the day, Tang San stopped with a gasp. "Time to cook, but..."
As he spoke, Tang San took out Peerless Tang Sect. Just as his ancestor had said, he needed to see what came next.
[Chapter 2: Martial Soul Awakening]
At the sight of the chapter title, Tang San immediately perked up.
From the villagers' conversations, he'd learned that this world had no martial arts, but it did have something called Martial Souls; there was no internal energy, but there was Soul Power.
However, only a small number of people were qualified to cultivate Soul Power.
He'd once seen with his own eyes that even a hoe Martial Soul, which couldn't be used for cultivation, let a villager hoe the ground faster than someone wielding a forged hoe.
So Tang San really wanted to know what his own Martial Soul was.
["Tang Hao, busy?" An elderly voice sounded outside the door. Tang San knew at once that Old Jack had arrived. "The village chief's here." Tang Hao smiled.]
After what had happened that morning, Tang San had become much more accepting of his father's change. He watched with a smile.
With his ancestor's guidance and his father's love behind him, today was the day Tang San of the Tang Sect would rise!
[Old Jack paused, ignoring Tang Hao, whom he had always loathed, and turned to the Tang San he liked. Tang Hao said, "Village chief, Xiao San's six now. You're here to talk about his Martial Soul Awakening, right?" "Huh? Tang Hao, you actually care about that?" Old Jack said, looking incredulous. Tang Hao smiled. "Xiao San's my son!"]
A rush of warmth welled up in Tang San's heart and surged through him, bringing tears to his eyes.
In his previous life, he'd been an orphan. In this life, though Tang Hao hadn't treated him well, at least he had a family member.
But now Tang San knew that it had all been his father's trial for him.
He'd already been satisfied with what he had. Now he'd felt the warmth of paternal love—how could he keep from weeping?
[Old Jack paused, then said, "The Martial Soul Awakening ceremony is in three days. I'll come get him then." "I'll go with him," Tang Hao said with a smile. Old Jack ignored him. If Tang Hao took the boy, he'd probably be delayed by a hangover. Tang San asked curiously, "Grandpa Jack, what's an Awakening ceremony?" ...]
Tang San was engrossed in the information about Martial Soul Awakening revealed in the book. So Soul Masters had ten ranks, and that was where the name Douluo Continent came from.
But when Tang San wanted to keep reading, he found the words "To Be Continued."
After silently praying for his ancestor to manifest soon, Tang San went out to cook, full of energy.
[The second chapter of Peerless Tang Sect has been read.] [Read count: 6.]
Seeing the notification that Tang San had finished reading the second chapter of Peerless Tang Sect, Xiao Wuji glanced at the sun and murmured, "It's time."
From Holy Soul Village to God Soul Village, release!
Standing beneath the stone pillar bearing the handprint left by the Soul Saint, Old Jack was lost in memories.
It was the appearance of that Soul Saint that had earned the village its name, Holy Soul Village.
Memories swept over him like a tide. Old Jack sighed, his face heavy with sorrow.
A hundred years had passed. It had been nearly a century since a Soul Master had appeared in Holy Soul Village.
As he stood there, weighed down by gloom, Old Jack's mouth fell open in disbelief. The handprint left by the Soul Saint was glowing!
The light flickered, and a book slowly descended from the glowing orb.
As the village chief, Old Jack could read.
He stepped forward and respectfully caught the book that had fallen from the Soul Saint's palm print. The eight golden characters on its white cover were easy to make out: From Holy Soul Village to God Soul Village.
"God Soul Village?" Old Jack rubbed his eyes in disbelief, then looked several times to make sure he'd read it right.
Could Holy Soul Village become God Soul Village? Not a single Soul Master had appeared in a hundred years. Was there really any hope?
After all those years, Old Jack felt that if the village produced even one more Soul Master, no matter how poor their aptitude, it would be a miracle—and enough to fulfill his lifelong wish.
Under the circumstances, how could Holy Soul Village become God Soul Village?
Filled with curiosity, Old Jack opened the book in his hands.
[Holy Soul Village had gone nearly a hundred years without producing a Soul Master. This time, a child with the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul and Innate Full Soul Power had appeared during Martial Soul Awakening.]
"Huh?" Old Jack stared, dumbfounded.
Everyone knew that Blue Silver Grass was a Trash Martial Soul. And Innate Full Soul Power was the highest Soul Power one could have upon awakening a Martial Soul—Old Jack knew that much, too.
To have the worst Martial Soul and the best aptitude in the same person was hard to believe, even after all the decades he'd lived.
[With the village chief Old Jack's insistence, the child, whom the Spirit Hall deacon had dismissed, went to Notting Junior Spirit Master Academy as a work-study student and gradually cultivated into a god.]
"I did that?" Old Jack pointed at himself, trembling with excitement.
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