Teaching Self-Created Soul Skills, Bai Fan's Worries

"Because this had always been an unfair world. Martial souls were merely a means of restricting soul beasts, chess pieces casually placed by the player behind the board."

"The essence of martial souls was no different from power. They were passed down and spread through families, parents, love, and so on."

"You had no soul power, no martial souls, or perhaps only hoe and sickle martial souls without soul power. All of that was perfectly normal."

"Your parents were chickens to begin with. How could chickens possibly give birth to phoenixes? The prerequisite for mutation was that both parents were Soul Masters."

"You commoners, whose families had lacked soul power for generations, could struggle for your entire lives, yet in the end, you would never be able to enter the great game of Soul Masters."

Da Niu, sitting opposite him, seemed rather listless, his face drooping.

"Boss, is something bothering you?"

Though Da Niu was tall and powerfully built, his emotions were delicate.

"Da Niu, do you know why I sought you out alone?"

Da Niu shook his head slightly.

"Because you are the person I value most. You have seen the hardships of the world and truly love this team. I believe that one day, you will be able to carry the banner."

"When Heaven is about to entrust a person with a great responsibility, it must first torment his will, exhaust his muscles and bones, starve his body, and leave him destitute."

Da Niu did not understand grand principles. He only knew that Bai Fan's words made him feel deeply uncomfortable.

"Truth is often not held by the majority. Starting today, I will help you carve out a path that belongs to ordinary people—a true road to the heavens."

With that, Bai Fan placed a hand against Da Niu's back and transferred his soul power into Da Niu's body.

"Carefully feel the path of the soul power within your body."

Da Niu did as Bai Fan instructed. Gentle soul power circulated through him along that path, nourishing his internal organs before finally gathering at his heart.

A translucent lotus condensed over Da Niu's heart.

Then specks of golden light flowed from Bai Fan's palm into Da Niu's body, eventually merging with every part of his limbs and bones.

"Receive Heaven's fortune, uphold creation—Radiant World Golden Lotus, emerge!"

A small golden lotus shot out from Bai Fan's heart and entered Da Niu's heart from behind.

"Forge a steadfast heart, bear witness to faith—Faith Red Lotus, emerge!"

Another small red lotus entered Da Niu's body. The previously transparent lotus at his heart turned gold and red.

Bai Fan ended the transfer of soul power, and his already frail face became even paler.

Before Da Niu could feel the changes in his body, he immediately supported Bai Fan and placed him on the bed to rest.

In a weak voice, Bai Fan said to Da Niu, "Da Niu, the Radiant World Golden Lotus inherently possesses the power of creation. I used its golden light to transform your body. From now on, your body will be your martial soul. You must focus on cultivating yourself."

"The lotus at your heart is a self-created soul skill of mine. What I taught you before was only a method of using blood vitality and spiritual power to launch attacks. What I am teaching you now is a true self-created soul skill."

"However, I have only helped you get started. You will have to comprehend and explore the rest of this self-created soul skill on your own."

"Remember this well. Never forget your original intention. Only when your will and faith are unwavering can the Faith Red Lotus display its greatest power. The Radiant World Golden Lotus seizes the fortune of Heaven and Earth and contains the great principle of flourishing and withering cycles. You must settle your heart and comprehend it carefully."

Da Niu crouched beside the bed, looking at the weakened Bai Fan. His voice trembled.

"Boss, are you going to leave us?"

Da Niu's words made Bai Fan's eyelids twitch slightly. The tragic ending from that dream involuntarily surfaced in his mind.

"What nonsense are you thinking? How could I possibly leave you brothers who support me? So long as the Heaven Dou Empire remains, I will never abandon my brothers."

"But..."

Before Da Niu could finish, Bai Fan interrupted him. "Enough, stop acting like an old woman. How are those Spirit Hall deacons? They're not dead, are they?!"

"They're not dead. You hadn't given the word, Boss, so we kept them alive."

"Good work. Let them go, then leak a little information that we intend to attack the Star Luo Empire."

"Yes, Boss."

Da Niu left the room with swift decisiveness.

Watching Da Niu's departing figure, Bai Fan's eyes gradually moistened.

Outside the Heavenly Screen.

Everyone on Douluo Continent watching the Heavenly Screen sensed Bai Fan's emotions and grew curious about his dream.

Inside Spirit Hall.

"What exactly did Xiao Gang in the Heavenly Screen dream about?" Bibi Dong pondered, stroking her chin.

Inside Shrek Academy.

Tang San screamed inwardly, Why? Why would you give your self-created soul skill to someone completely unrelated to you?

In Tang San's mind, things that belonged to him could only be given to those close to him.

Or rather, the sect rules in his heart bound his way of thinking. Bai Fan's actions made him think of the Tang Sect and himself.

He unconsciously compared himself to Bai Fan and accidentally pierced his own sensitive little heart.

Inside Shrek Academy ten thousand years later.

Mu En looked at the Heavenly Screen, his face full of reverence. "The ancestor truly possessed noble character. We descendants will certainly follow in the ancestor's footsteps and carry forward the virtues of benevolence and selflessness."

Mu En seemed to have forgotten that Shrek Academy still had a selfish statue of Tang San within it. Was he not afraid Tang San would remember those words?

Du Busi, the sect master of the Body Sect, looked at the Heavenly Screen and felt sincere respect for Bai Fan.

"He actually gave such a powerful self-created soul skill to someone else so freely. What a man!"

Du Busi put away his admiration and looked up at the sky.

"Perhaps you were right. Our Body Martial Souls may truly have arisen through generations of martyrs exploring the path!"

(The following is all fan-made content. I will explain it as much as possible to make the logic coherent.)

It was not strange for Du Busi to feel this way, since Body Martial Souls had not appeared at all ten thousand years ago.

Only within the past few centuries had he and Du Bisi become Titled Douluo.

Body Martial Souls were more like something that emerged when ordinary people without soul power trained themselves and gradually came into contact with soul power through constant exploration.

The players behind the board could only move pieces; they could not dictate the rules. The will of the Heavenly Dao could not be defied. They could bestow martial souls, but they could not control the will of the Heavenly Dao.

Just as Bai Fan said, the Radiant World Golden Lotus seized the fortune of Heaven and Earth. Ordinary people could also arise in response to the times.

Humanity was a great species filled with miracles, and human potential was immensely strong.

Inside the Sun Moon Empire.

Jing Hongchen looked at the Heavenly Screen and voiced his confusion.

"What kind of soul tool is the AK-47? Why can't we create one? Bai Fan, just how many secrets do you possess?"

As for why Jing Hongchen could not create an AK-47, the reason was simple: they had overcomplicated things.

The AK-47 was merely a simple means of attack made by Goudan from the most ordinary metal. Its power could only threaten ordinary soldiers or low-level Soul Masters.

The weapon itself was not powerful. What was powerful was the team itself—the team was what gave it extraordinary meaning.

In short, the AK-47 was not a soul tool, merely a mechanical toy. If it were placed before Jing Hongchen, he might not even spare it a second glance.

Of course, if it were placed before me, I would not give it a second glance either.

Inside the Heavenly Screen.

Little Golden Dragon landed outside the gates of the Republic Empire with an enormous object clenched in its jaws.