What is the Value of a Second-Ranked Martial Soul!

Having a rank 99 Limit Douluo who was also a four-word battle armor master at this early stage was a massive advantage.

At the very least, his safety was guaranteed.

Gu An sat cross-legged on the ground, these thoughts swirling in his mind, though his eyes couldn't help but drift back to Leng Yaozhu.

He licked his lips and asked, "Can I only summon you? Can I summon a few more?"

This was pure greed.

Upon hearing this, the corners of Leng Yaozhu's mouth twitched slightly.

She rolled her eyes and looked down at her "little master," her gaze filled with a mix of helplessness and amusement.

"Don't be so greedy, little one."

She extended a finger and wagged it in front of Gu An.

"If you want to summon a second bodyguard like me, you'll need to obtain the World Origin."

Gu An's eyes lit up the moment he heard that.

"How does one obtain the World Origin?"

Leng Yaozhu lowered her hand, her tone turning more serious.

"To obtain the World Origin, you must either devour this world."

"That is obviously impossible."

She paused, her gaze resting on Gu An's face.

"Then there is only one other way: seize the world's destiny."

Gu An's brows furrowed slightly.

Leng Yaozhu continued.

"For example, the Son of Destiny of this world, Spirit Ice Douluo Huo Yuhao."

"Or the factions that occupy the power of destiny, such as Shrek Academy, the Sun Moon Imperial Soul Engineer Academy, and so on."

After listening, Gu An nodded slowly.

He understood.

Simply put, it meant suppressing the Sons of Destiny of this world, snatching the destiny from them, and converting it into World Origin.

As expected, the decision he made at the start was the right one.

As long as he possessed this Douluo Planet from the Legend of the Dragon King within him, it was impossible for him to stand on the same side as the Son of Destiny, Huo Yuhao.

Fortunately, he never had any such intention to begin with.

Gu An silently calculated the timeline in his head.

Based on the current time, Huo Yuhao had likely already left the White Tiger Duke Mansion and was on his way to the Star Dou Great Forest.

Before long, he would encounter that God-Slaying Wind Baboon that would change his life forever.

And then... the Sky Dream Ice Worm, Electrolux.

Gu An's fingers unconsciously rubbed his chin a few times.

Leng Yaozhu tilted her head, a look of curiosity appearing on her stunning face.

She looked at Gu An and asked, "Little master, so will you choose to join Shrek Academy and crush the Son of Destiny head-on from within the academy?"

"Or will you choose to join the Sun Moon Imperial Soul Engineer Academy instead?"

Gu An glanced at her.

She was truly beautiful.

The title of the Spirit Pagoda's greatest beauty wasn't just for show; her face was so exquisite it looked as if it had been drawn with a ruler, and her figure was flawless.

It was a pity he was powerless to act on it.

A small horse couldn't pull such a heavy carriage.

Gu An retracted his gaze with an expressionless face, immune.

He spread his hands, his tone casual.

"Why must I join their academies?"

"I possess a cross-era Douluo Planet."

"A Douluo Planet from the Legend of the Dragon King ten thousand years in the future; in what way does it not crush them?"

"I am going to build my own academy faction."

"And crush Shrek."

He paused, a smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth.

"Besides, isn't it satisfying to use Shrek's own people to beat Shrek into the ground?"

Leng Yaozhu was stunned for a moment.

She blinked, carefully savoring the implications of that sentence.

The perspective was certainly unique.

But it seemed she liked it even more.

Gu An didn't wait for her to respond; he stood up directly from the ground and brushed the dust off his pants.

"No time to waste. There's no need to test my soul power; just take me to obtain my soul ring right away."

He turned his head to look at Leng Yaozhu.

"You understand the method for soul spirits, right?"

Leng Yaozhu nodded. "Naturally, I do. However, without the Spirit Pagoda, we can only rely on your flute to complete the soul spirit contract."

Hearing this, Gu An raised an eyebrow. He had truly forgotten that without the Spirit Pagoda, soul spirits couldn't just be contracted at will.

After all, the soul spirit system and the Spirit Pagoda were both products built upon the foundation of Electrolux's arrays.

It was either the Spirit Pagoda or a soul beast willing to enter a contract of its own accord.

Where would one find a willing soul beast in the early stages of the second era?

Even if there were some, in the original work, the Snow Empress had suffered heavy damage before barely succeeding.

Since he hadn't managed to intercept Electrolux, he didn't know the composition of any arrays, meaning the success rate was essentially zero.

And the fact that he couldn't enter the Douluo Planet of the third era right now was incredibly frustrating.

But Leng Yaozhu had mentioned he could use his martial soul?

"What do you mean? My martial soul..."

Before he could finish, he was interrupted by Leng Yaozhu rolling her eyes.

"You haven't properly examined the state of your martial soul, have you?"

"The Dragon Phoenix Soul Sound Flute isn't just an ordinary musical martial soul; it can forcibly contract the souls of soul beasts to serve as 'backup dancers'."

"In other words, to a certain extent, it can replace the function of the Spirit Pagoda."

Upon hearing Leng Yaozhu's words, Gu An's pupils constricted as he realized the power of this martial soul.

The gold content of being ranked second was truly something!

"You mean that while I'm playing, I can also summon soul spirits to fight?"

"Exactly."

Leng Yaozhu spread her hands. Although there was no envy in her beautiful eyes, she was deeply moved.

As expected of a martial soul hand-crafted by the consciousness of Douluo Planet.

The strength was maxed out.

"The soul spirits you forcibly contract are also different from traditional ones."

There's more?!

Gu An drew a sharp breath, only to hear Leng Yaozhu continue.

"Not only are there no mental power restrictions, but the age limit for absorbing other soul beasts also increases as your level rises."

Now Gu An understood.

Isn't this just a pure combination of a summoning class and a musical class?

Forget about the "fragile long-range caster" trope; he was going to skip the formalities and just gang up on his enemies!

And don't even mention that everyone in the third era has soul spirits; one must remember that those have mental power limits.

Across the four eras of Douluo, one could have at most six soul spirits, but he could have nine.

One for every ring!

If they were at the same level, having one extra would completely change the tide of battle!

Gu An steadied his mind.

If the second-ranked martial soul was this powerful, he didn't even dare to imagine what the first-ranked one was like.

Though filled with confidence, he didn't become arrogant.

Without growth, everything was just empty talk—especially with that old schemer Tang San looming overhead.

Leng Yaozhu had no idea what Gu An was thinking at that moment.

Watching him remain so calm even after learning of such a powerful martial soul, a complex look flashed in the depths of her eyes.

She looked at the six-year-old child before her, whose height didn't even reach her waist, yet who spoke with clear logic and handled matters decisively without a hint of hesitation.

He was truly worthy of being the one chosen by the consciousness of Douluo Planet.

Between her and him, the little master before her was the true leader.

As for the soul power test.

What a joke.

With a martial soul of this caliber, a twin martial soul at that—one a Twelve-Winged Holy Fallen Angel, the other a Dragon Phoenix Soul Sound Flute.

If he didn't have innate full soul power, then she, Leng Yaozhu, would write her name backward.

Just then, a faint sound came from the bed.

Mother Gu had awakened.

Her eyes blinked in confusion at first, then her gaze swept across the room and landed on the strange woman standing in the center.

Mother Gu's body reacted faster than her brain.

She sprang directly from the bed, rushed to Gu An's side in a single stride, and spread her arms to shield her son behind her.

The Magic Flute martial soul appeared in her hand instantly.

Three soul rings rose from beneath her feet—yellow, yellow, purple—pulsing rhythmically.

Mother Gu stared fixedly at Leng Yaozhu, her pupils constricted and her entire body taut, ready to fight for her life at any moment.

"Who are you!"