Green Liquid in a Bottle

Qiangu Dongfeng of the Spirit Pagoda had realized this early on.

Therefore, over the years, the Spirit Pagoda had been stationing personnel at awakening ceremonies in major cities, ready to extend an olive branch the moment they discovered a child with exceptional talent.

To this end, the Spirit Pagoda had even specifically allocated a batch of small storage soul devices to serve as introductory gifts.

After all, the Spirit Pagoda was wealthy and powerful; they didn't miss such trifles.

But if they could befriend, or even attract, a genius to join the Spirit Pagoda...

Then the return on investment would be a thousandfold.

After all, the value brought by a top-tier powerhouse far exceeded the cost of such a small storage soul device.

Han Li took the bracelet, casually fastened it onto his wrist, nodded, and said concisely.

"Fine."

There was no reason not to take free benefits.

As for joining the Spirit Pagoda, that was a matter for the future; there was no need to refuse now.

After all, while a storage soul device wasn't exactly a precious treasure, it was something given for free, and it would be a waste not to take it.

With that, Han Li bid the spirit master farewell, turned, and left the room.

At this moment, in another awakening room at Red Mountain Academy, a different awakening ceremony had just concluded.

Tang Wulin stood in the center of the room with two orbs of light hovering before him.

One was a glowing blue stalk of Blue Silver Grass, the other a small, pitch-black, heavy hammer.

The leaves of the Blue Silver Grass were supple and slender, exuding a faint aura of life.

Though the Clear Sky Hammer was only a small, hammer-shaped manifestation, it faintly radiated a domineering and steady power.

Tang Wulin looked at his two martial souls, his eyes filled with excitement and joy.

The spirit master, after measuring his innate soul power level, was even more shocked.

Innate full soul power.

Twin martial souls: Blue Silver Grass and Clear Sky Hammer.

Such talent was a rarity even across the entire Federation.

Consequently, the spirit master did not hesitate to present him with a storage soul device and enthusiastically invited Tang Wulin to visit the Spirit Pagoda in the future.

Tang Ziran stood to the side, listening to the spirit master's praise for his son, but his expression was somewhat complex.

Especially after Tang Wulin emerged from the room, ran up to him in high spirits, and grabbed his hand.

"Dad, did you know? My martial souls are Blue Silver Grass and the Clear Sky Hammer, and I have innate full soul power!"

"I actually have the same martial souls as the Tang Sect's ancestor, Tang San, and the same innate full soul power too!"

After Tang Wulin finished speaking, he looked at Tang Ziran with sparkling eyes, his face full of pride and joy.

Tang Ziran's expression grew even more solemn upon hearing this.

Before coming here, he had never imagined that his son's awakening would result in such an outcome.

Blue Silver Grass, Clear Sky Hammer, innate full soul power...

The combination of these things.

In the history of the Douluo Continent, only one illustrious figure had ever possessed them.

That was the founder of the Tang Sect from twenty thousand years ago, the Sea God and Asura God, Tang San.

Although Tang Ziran was just an ordinary person.

He was not ignorant of history.

The legend of the Tang Sect ancestor, Tang San, had been passed down for a full twenty thousand years; the combination of Blue Silver Grass and the Clear Sky Hammer was unique and could not be replicated by anyone.

Yet now, his son, Tang Wulin, had actually awakened the same martial souls and the same innate full soul power.

Could this really just be a coincidence?

One had to know that the Clear Sky Sect was within the Federation...

Although its reputation was not prominent.

Ordinary people didn't even know of the sect's existence.

But due to the nature of his work, Tang Ziran had come into contact with some relatively classified information.

He vaguely knew that the Clear Sky Sect was a reclusive sect that had always existed low-key in some corner of the continent, maintaining intricate ties with the Tang Sect.

So...

What exactly was the connection between Wulin and the Clear Sky Sect?

At this moment, this thought swirled incessantly in Tang Ziran's mind.

He looked down at his son's smiling face, his heart filled with a complex mix of emotions.

He subconsciously thought of more.

But he also felt his own thoughts were too absurd.

Of course, Tang Ziran did not lean toward the idea that Tang Wulin was the son of Tang San.

After all...

Tang San was a figure from twenty thousand years ago.

Tang Ziran took a deep breath, temporarily suppressing the doubts in his heart, reached out to ruffle Tang Wulin's hair, and revealed a somewhat forced smile.

"Wulin, you're amazing."

Hearing this, Tang Wulin smiled even more brilliantly, completely unaware of the trace of complexity in his father's eyes.

Meanwhile.

Han Li returned to the Red Mountain Orphanage.

Yes, an orphanage.

After all, his method of transmigrating to the Douluo Continent was rather special; he didn't reincarnate like a normal person, but descended from the sky as a streak of light.

Coupled with merging with the Golden Dragon King for thousands of years, and experiencing a long slumber and fusion.

Only then did he finally take on a human form.

But problems followed.

In an information-driven era like the Sun Moon Federation, he lacked legal identity information.

Without a household registration, a birth certificate, or any social records, it was almost impossible to move an inch in this era.

Thus, he came to the Red Mountain Orphanage, settled down here, and obtained the foundation to establish himself in this world under the identity of an orphan.

Of course, he was human.

A human in the true sense of the word.

He was certain of this point.

Although the power of the Golden Dragon King was formidable, it was not enough to affect his soul, which came from a higher-dimensional world.

Therefore, his essence as a human had never been eroded into a soul beast by the power of the Golden Dragon King.

Afterward, Han Li exchanged a few words with Mother Director, telling her that he had already awakened his martial soul and that everything went smoothly.

Mother Director was a kind middle-aged woman; hearing this, her face was full of gratification. She urged him to get some rest before leaving.

Han Li returned to his personal room.

The room was not large, but it was kept clean and tidy.

A bed, a desk, and a wardrobe—simple and practical.

Outside the window, one could see the small courtyard of the orphanage, where a few old trees swayed gently in the wind.

Ever since he awakened the Heavenly Bottle as his martial soul...

He had lost the desire to join the Spirit Pagoda.

When he awakened his martial soul earlier, he had only casually agreed to the invitation from that spirit master who gifted him the storage soul device, without any real intention of going.

Now, he had completely abandoned that notion.

After all, one must know that the greatest function of the Heavenly Bottle was to increase the age of spiritual plants.

And on the Douluo Continent...

Plants also belonged to a type of soul beast.

The higher the age of the plant soul beast, the greater the improvement it brought after being transformed into a soul ring.

With the Heavenly Bottle in hand, he could completely cultivate high-age plant soul beasts himself.

Then, by absorbing them, he would have no need to go to the Spirit Pagoda and spend large sums of money to purchase spirit souls.

Moreover, plant soul beasts lacked offensive means the most.

They were rooted in the soil, moved slowly, had monotonous attack methods, and their attack power was relatively weak.

Even if cultivated to a thousand-year age, he didn't need to worry too much about being unable to kill them.

Therefore, for him right now, this was undoubtedly the safest and most secure way to obtain soul rings.