Control of Gold, Na'er Gasping

Back home, Na'er still barely spoke, spending most of her time staring blankly into space.

Except when she was eating.

Na'er looked nothing like a girl when she ate. Or rather, although her movements looked fairly refined, the food vanished at an incomprehensible speed. In the end, she polished off everything Lin Zhiwei had cooked.

After dinner, Mo Qingfeng had someone bring over a Red Mountain Academy uniform. Fortunately, Red Mountain Academy was only a junior academy, so its uniform fit Na'er quite well.

After giving Na'er a quick wash and making her look less dirty, Mo Qingfeng and Lin Zhiwei took her out with them. They were going to the Administrative Headquarters to see whether any little girls had gone missing recently, so they could help Na'er find her family.

Mo Yuan did not go. For one thing, he already knew what the outcome of this trip would be, so he could not be bothered to make the journey. For another, he wanted to fuse with the Soul Spirit as soon as possible and continue his research. Once that was done, he could also look through the database within the Herrscher Core to see whether it contained any gifts left behind by his predecessors.

After watching the three of them leave, Mo Yuan locked the door from the inside and took out the Soul Spirit Ball.

Following the method taught by the Soul Spirit Master, he injected Soul Power into a groove on the Soul Spirit Ball. The sealed Soul Spirit Ball slowly turned transparent, and finally, its top began opening from the middle, leaving only the lower half.

Mo Yuan looked closely and saw a completely golden toad sitting in the very center of the Soul Spirit Ball. Strangely, it had three legs, making it look quite extraordinary.

"Gug—quack—"

The cheeks of the Three-Legged Golden Toad puffed in and out as it stared at Mo Yuan. The man and toad faced each other like that until Mo Yuan reached out and gently stroked the Three-Legged Golden Toad's head.

The Three-Legged Golden Toad did not resist. Instead, it seemed to enjoy it. With a push of its legs, it leaped onto the back of Mo Yuan's hand and let him lift it up.

Mo Yuan glanced at the remaining half of the Soul Spirit Ball in his hand, then decisively placed it on the table.

The structure of this thing was quite special. Perhaps he could study it later.

After putting down the Soul Spirit Ball, Mo Yuan looked at the Three-Legged Golden Toad and said softly, "From now on, you're my Soul Spirit. You seem quite intelligent, so how about I call you Jin Ling?"

"Gurgl..."

The Three-Legged Golden Toad croaked softly, its voice sounding as if something were rolling around.

"Then I'll take that as your agreement." Mo Yuan tapped Jin Ling on the head.

He then summoned his Martial Soul—the core of the Herrscher of Reason.

Clutching the ice-blue gem in one hand, he held it out in front of Jin Ling.

Jin Ling made a light leap and collided with the Herrscher Core, then transformed into a streak of golden light and flowed into the gem.

As Jin Ling entered the Herrscher Core, countless azure streams of light radiated from the point of entry and began circulating around Mo Yuan's body.

If one looked closely, one would discover that they were not streams of light at all, but strings of characters, formulas, and data.

A faint thought entered Mo Yuan's mind. It carried a hint of intimacy and fear, yet was also filled with dependence.

Mo Yuan opened his heart and accepted that consciousness.

Then he closed his eyes and entered a meditative state. The fusion had officially begun.

As time passed, the world's elemental energy around Mo Yuan continuously surged into his body. Finally, he felt his entire body grow lighter. The Soul Power condensed in his dantian instantly transformed into countless threads that drilled into every corner of his body. His cells seemed to awaken, and a feeling of lightness and comfort swept away all his fatigue.

Immediately afterward, a white halo emerged from the void and settled over Mo Yuan's Herrscher Core.

This was his first Soul Ring.

At the same time, the effect of the soul skill carried by the first Soul Ring also clearly appeared in his mind.

"Control of Gold!"

This soul skill granted Mo Yuan an extremely powerful affinity with the gold element, while greatly increasing the range, quantity, and precision with which he could control all metals. As long as his mental power was sufficient, he could manipulate all the metals and metal constructs within a certain range around him out of thin air.

This was a fairly basic ability. Although it could not directly cause any damage, it formed the foundation of a Soul Master's personal system.

For Mo Yuan, it was still a decent soul skill.

At the very least, after using his authority to create Soul Tools, he could directly control them with Soul Power without having to spend extra effort.

Moreover, his affinity with the gold element would allow him to use more Soul Tools simultaneously.

If he referred to the Huo Yuhao-era character from ten thousand years ago, Laughing Hongchen, his first soul skill alone was not particularly useful. His combat system also required another soul skill—Gold Forming—to complete the creation of Soul Tools out of thin air.

Mo Yuan had no such concern.

He looked around and fixed his gaze on the heavy front door of the house.

A streak of blue flashed through his eyes. Then he pointed, and the door disintegrated inch by inch, turning into metal powder too fine for the naked eye to see.

With a thought from Mo Yuan, the metal powder began dancing in the air. Following the blueprint for a Fourth-Level Soul Tool Ray Gun that he had studied earlier, it took less than a second for a half-meter-long Soul Tool Ray Gun to materialize and hover beside him.

Mo Yuan nodded in satisfaction. The Herrscher of Reason's ability was enough to create objects out of nothing using only energy, but that method consumed considerably more power.

With materials, however, things were different. Creating a Soul Tool Ray Gun like this had consumed less than one percent of his energy.

With another thought, five more identical Soul Tool Ray Guns appeared around him.

The amount of material from the door was not enough to make so many Soul Tool Ray Guns, so this instantly consumed nearly thirty percent of his Soul Power.

It seems my Soul Power reserves aren't inferior either. By that calculation, while retaining my basic combat strength, my limit should be around eight Soul Tool Ray Guns created out of thin air.

Mo Yuan calculated.

"Xiaoyuan, we're back!"

Just then, a familiar voice suddenly came from outside.

"That's strange. Why is the door to our house gone?"

Mo Yuan's eyes sharpened.

Oh no!

The next second, Mo Qingfeng appeared in the empty doorway. When he raised his eyes, he saw six dark gun barrels aimed directly at him.

"Gulp..."

Feeling the hair-raising aura coming from the gun barrels, Mo Qingfeng subconsciously swallowed.

It was not just him. Lin Zhiwei and Na'er, who were only a step behind him, also saw the six Soul Tool Ray Guns.

Na'er reacted the most violently. Her pupils contracted and instantly became vertical. She hunched her back slightly and glared fiercely at Mo Yuan.

She looked just like a little cat hissing in warning.

"Um, son, your dad and mom haven't done anything to wrong you, have we? Is it really necessary to point guns at us...?"