Jiang Chen ran back to his home in excitement. Now that he finally had some time to himself, he could carefully study his martial soul.
Having just awakened his martial soul, the temptation was irresistible; it was like a child who had just received a beloved toy and couldn't bear to put it down for even a moment all day long.
After studying it for an entire afternoon, the novelty began to fade. The zombie martial soul had seemed so incredibly powerful when it awakened that he had assumed he would be heaven-defying the moment he activated his martial soul possession, but the results were limited.
Furthermore, ever since the awakening, he had felt a sense of unease. His right eyelid kept twitching, as if a great mountain were pressing down on his heart at every moment.
He was no stranger to this feeling; it was exactly the same sensation he had experienced when he was locked onto by the thunder in the sky during his awakening.
"Damn it, it didn't manage to strike me last time, so does it want to try again?"
Jiang Chen felt a bit indignant toward the heavens. Why on earth did it want to strike him?
He was still just a child!
The current strength of this zombie martial soul was clearly a far cry from what it had displayed during the awakening, and he didn't know if he could withstand it if the heavenly thunder were to strike.
Suddenly, a thought stirred in his heart, and he remembered the strongest person in Holy Soul Village, Tang Hao.
It seemed he really needed to maintain a good relationship with Tang Hao. If the lightning came again, his only option would be to run to Tang Hao's house.
As evening approached, Jiang Chen moved back into Old Jack's large courtyard. That night, he prepared a sumptuous dinner, which made Old Jack grin from ear to ear.
Old Jack carefully brought out the vintage wine he had treasured for many years, pouring half a bowl with a pained expression, and gave Jiang Chen a small sip as well.
In the end, Old Jack drank until his face was flushed and he fell asleep at the table.
Jiang Chen carried Old Jack to bed, tidied up, and then climbed onto the roof.
The night was his time for cultivation. Although he had already awakened with innate full soul power, he would not slack off.
According to what Yu Xiaogang said in the books, once soul power reaches the threshold for an upgrade, one cannot advance without a soul ring. Even if one continues to cultivate and the soul power level doesn't show an increase, that portion of soul power will manifest once a soul ring is obtained.
As usual, he circulated his cultivation technique. Without needing to activate his martial soul possession, his body directly shifted into its zombie state; this was the state in which it was easiest to absorb Dark Moon Essence.
However, he had only just begun to cultivate when he discovered something different.
He could actually perform internal observation!
It was as if by a stroke of inspiration, the moment he started cultivating, he discovered he could look inside himself.
In his mental perception, the internal energy of the Heavenly Corpse Transformation—which was the soul power of this world—was circulating along his meridians, finally flowing into his dantian like a hundred rivers returning to the sea.
When his mental energy reached his dantian, he was instantly stunned by the sight within.
Inside his dantian was a round object, about the size of a ping-pong ball, and all the soul power flowing back from his meridians was being injected into this sphere.
The sphere was somewhat eerie; one half was as black as ink, while the other was dazzling gold. The aura emanating from it was very familiar to Jiang Chen.
The black side clearly carried the aura of his zombie martial soul, belonging to the same source as the internal energy he had cultivated before.
The golden side was the aura of that golden lightning, which had never appeared before until it suddenly emerged today during his martial soul awakening to "drive away" the Five-Colored Divine Thunder.
"What on earth is this thing? Why have I never been able to feel it before?" Jiang Chen was shocked, but even more confused.
With something this large inside his stomach, logically speaking, he should have felt it, yet he had never once felt the presence of a foreign object.