My Stomach Has a Ball?

Jiang Chen ran home in excitement. Now that he finally had time to himself, he could carefully study his Martial Soul.

He had just awakened his Martial Soul, and the temptation was impossible to resist. It was like a child who had just gotten a beloved toy and couldn't bear to let it go for even a moment all day.

After studying it all afternoon, the novelty wore off. His Zombie Martial Soul had seemed so awesome when it awakened that he'd thought he'd become invincible the moment he used Martial Soul Possession. As it turned out, its power was limited.

Besides, ever since his Martial Soul Awakening, he'd felt uneasy. His right eyelid kept twitching, as if a great mountain were pressing down on his heart.

He knew this feeling well. It was the same sensation he'd had when the thunder in the sky locked onto him during his Martial Soul Awakening.

"Damn it, it didn't manage to strike me last time. Does it want to try again?"

Jiang Chen was angry at the heavens. Why did they have to strike him?

He was just a kid!

Now the Zombie Martial Soul's power was clearly a far cry from what it had shown during its awakening. He had no idea whether he could withstand the lightning if it came down.

Suddenly, a thought occurred to him: Tang Hao was the strongest person in Holy Soul Village.

Looks like he'd better get on Tang Hao's good side. If the lightning came again, the only thing he could do was run to Tang Hao's house.

Chapter 10: My Stomach Has a Ball?

As evening approached, Jiang Chen moved back into Old Jack's courtyard. That night, he cooked a lavish dinner, making Old Jack grin from ear to ear.

Old Jack carefully brought out the liquor he'd treasured for many years. He poured himself half a bowl with a pained look, then gave Jiang Chen a small sip as well.

In the end, Old Jack's face was flushed, and he passed out at the table.

Jiang Chen carried Old Jack to bed, tidied up, and then climbed onto the roof.

Nighttime was when he practiced. Though he'd already awakened with Innate Full Soul Power, he still wouldn't slack off.

According to Yu Xiaogang in the book, once Soul Power reached the threshold for the next level, it couldn't advance without a Soul Ring. Continuing to cultivate wouldn't show any increase in Soul Power Level, but after obtaining a Soul Ring, that stored-up Soul Power would become apparent.

As usual, he circulated his cultivation technique. Without using Martial Soul Possession, his body turned directly into its Zombie state. It was easiest to absorb Dark Moon Essence in this state.

But the moment he began cultivating, he noticed something different.

He could actually look inside himself!

As if by a stroke of inspiration, he realized as soon as he began cultivating that he could examine his own body from within.

Through his spiritual senses, he saw the inner force of Heavenly Corpse Transformation—Soul Power in this world—circulating along his meridians before flowing into his dantian like streams converging into the sea.

When his spiritual power reached his dantian, he was stunned by what he saw inside.

There was a perfectly round object in his dantian, about the size of a ping-pong ball. All the Soul Power flowing back from his meridians poured into it.

The ball was somewhat bizarre, half as black as ink and half dazzling gold. Its aura was familiar to Jiang Chen.

The black half clearly carried the aura of his Zombie Martial Soul, sharing the same origin as the inner force he'd cultivated before.

The golden half carried the aura of that golden lightning. It had never appeared before. Only today, during his Martial Soul Awakening, had it suddenly emerged and driven away the Five-Colored Divine Thunder.

"What is this thing? Why couldn't I feel it before?" Jiang Chen was shocked, but even more confused.

With something this big in his stomach, he should have been able to feel it. Yet he'd never once felt as if there were something foreign inside him.