From Holy Soul Village to God Soul Village

"Grandpa Jack, what's a Soul Ring? How do you get one?" Without Su Yuntao around, Tang San ran over to Old Jack.

"Tang San!" Old Jack sucked in a sharp breath. It really was this year, and that god was Tang San!

Old Jack read on, word by word. The book described everything clearly.

["Xiao San, could you be the kid the Grandmaster mentioned, the one with Innate Full Soul Power and Blue Silver Grass as his Martial Soul?"

Tang San nodded. "That's me."]

Old Jack clutched the book and stood there in a daze beneath the Soul Saint's handprint for a long while before finally coming back to himself.

In an instant, he felt as if he'd grown thirty years younger.

This year, during Martial Soul Awakening, a child destined to become a god had appeared in Holy Soul Village!

But the version of him in the book clearly didn't know any of that.

[Old Jack crouched down and looked Tang San in the eye. "Xiao San, I never expected you to have such outstanding talent. It's a pity you have a father like that, with no good Martial Soul to pass on to you.

"Otherwise, who knows? You might really have become the second Soul Saint in our village. Tell Grandpa, would you like to go to a special school and learn how to cultivate as a Soul Master? Only there can you find the most accurate knowledge about Martial Souls."]

[Tang San had already developed a keen interest in Martial Souls, but he didn't give a definite answer. "Grandpa Jack, I'll have to ask my dad."]

Old Jack felt that he'd gotten carried away with excitement in the book. No matter how sensible Xiao San was, he was still a child. Of course he'd need to ask Tang Hao what he thought.

To his great surprise, when they actually needed Tang Hao, the man had disappeared at some point without anyone noticing.

And what came next was—To Be Continued...

"What's going on? What on earth is Tang Hao doing?" Old Jack was now eagerly anticipating what would happen next. Enrolling in a Soul Master Academy was tied to Xiao San becoming a god!

Though he was burning with anger, Old Jack hadn't lost his head. Whatever Tang Hao planned to do could wait. The Martial Soul Awakening happening now was just as important.

[The first two chapters of From Holy Soul Village to God Soul Village have been read.]

[Read count: 8.]

Seeing the read count right before his eyes, Xiao Wuji wasn't in a hurry to post an update or release a new book. Instead, he fixed his gaze on Old Jack, who was hurrying toward Tang San's home.

Observing readers' experience after they read was also an important part of the process.

Old Jack closed the book and tucked it into his robe before setting off for Tang San's house. He was over fifty, and had nearly given up hope that their village would ever produce a Soul Master.

Now that he'd suddenly learned there was a promising Soul Master in the village—and that he'd even cultivated into a god—he felt light on his feet and strode along at a brisk pace.

Before long, he arrived at Tang Hao's home.

At the clang of the blacksmith's hammer, Old Jack stopped in his tracks. He had just finished reading the book, and the scene was still fresh in his mind. This was clearly what the book had described.

Would Tang Hao really react that way? Puzzled, Old Jack went inside and greeted him. "Tang Hao, busy at work?"

Looking at Old Jack, whose clothes were neat and clean and whose hair was combed in order, Tang Hao had never been so happy to see him.

Remembering what the book had said—"He should give Old Jack, who brought the news about Martial Soul Awakening, a smile"—Tang Hao smiled. "Village chief, you're here."

That was exactly right. Xiao Wuji smiled, too. He'd left a hint for Tang Hao in the book long ago.

The Soul Saint's book hadn't lied after all. Old Jack had been a little on edge, but when he saw Tang Hao smiling, he knew there was no chance of this being a fabrication. He relaxed.

Tang Hao asked, "Village chief, Xiao San's six now. Did you come today to arrange his Martial Soul Awakening?"

When Tang Hao really said the words from the book, Old Jack reacted even more strongly. "Huh? Tang Hao, you actually care about this?"

Tang Hao smiled. "Xiao San's my son."

Inside the house, Tang San heard them talking and his body trembled. Dad!

To keep the two from arguing, Tang San walked outside and asked about the Martial Soul Awakening. Sure enough, everything went just as the book said.

As he watched Old Jack leave, Tang Hao was overjoyed at the hope of bringing his wife Ah Yin back to life.

Tang San, meanwhile, had gained an even deeper understanding of the Peerless Tang Sect bestowed upon him by his ancestor. He was over the moon.

With the ability to foresee the future and see things before they happened, how could an outstanding disciple of the Tang Sect like him fail to stand above the rest of the world?

Clang, clang, clang... Tang San hammered away at the iron block with even greater vigor.

After leaving Tang San's home, Old Jack felt uneasy. He turned back to Tang Hao. "Though you're already gravely ill, you should still find time to get yourself checked. It wouldn't matter if you ruined your own life, but don't hold Xiao San back."

Those simple words of concern made every hair on Tang Hao's body stand on end. He really had underestimated Old Jack. The man had actually figured out how serious his injuries were!

Things had taken an unexpected turn. Hopefully, it wouldn't have too great an impact. Xiao Wuji thought to himself as he began reviewing and proofreading the work he was about to release.

He had a good grasp of everyone's personalities, but that didn't mean he could control them however he pleased. Old Jack's final words were developments outside the novel.

<The Story of Soft Bone Rabbit Xiao Wu Cultivating into a God After Taking Human Form>

<Reforging the Glory of the Angels Is My Duty, Qian Daoliu>

Rakshasa Rebirth, Bibi Dong

After revising the openings of several stories, Xiao Wuji suddenly realized that, before he knew it, night was nearly upon him.

He hurried out to grab something to eat. When he returned to his room, he started looking for his next reader. Today, he was going to reach his goal of ten reads.

<The Story of Soft Bone Rabbit Xiao Wu Cultivating into a God After Taking Human Form>—released!

Beside a campfire in the wilderness, Xiao Wu plopped down on the grass. After kicking off her shoes, she began rubbing her sock-clad feet. They'd been traveling nonstop, and her feet were killing her.

Just as she stretched her legs out in bliss and leaned against a tree trunk, a flash of light appeared. Her foot kicked something.

This was completely unexpected for Xiao Wuji. He'd originally planned to drop the book right in front of Xiao Wu, but he hadn't expected her to suddenly stretch out her leg and kick it away.

Looking at the book resting against Xiao Wu's foot, Xiao Wuji closed his eyes for a moment. This really was a terrible start.

"What's this? A meteorite?" Xiao Wu bent down and picked up the fallen object.

<The Story of Soft Bone Rabbit Xiao Wu Cultivating into a God After Taking Human Form>! When she saw the pink lettering on the cover, her relaxed body tensed at once, and she looked around.

The fact that she was a Soft Bone Rabbit who had taken human form was a closely guarded secret. If her identity were exposed, she'd face a hunt by every Soul Master—or even by all of humanity.

Once she had calmed down, she looked at the title again and couldn't help feeling excited.

"I cultivated into a god? Could this be a reward for becoming one?" Xiao Wu murmured, a smile appearing on her delicate face.

"How did I become a god?" Curiosity stirring, Xiao Wu opened the book.