"Wonderful!"
To avoid disturbing Bei Ming Feng, Ling'er gave only a soft cheer. "Feng, I knew you would succeed!"
"Yeah."
Bei Ming Feng also felt the joy of impending success. After so many years, he had finally made the Soul Tool depicted in the blueprint.
Soon. I'll be able to see my first Soul Tool any moment now! Thirteen years, thirteen whole years! Am I finally going to succeed?
Bei Ming Feng looked at the scattered components on the table, constantly reminding himself not to be careless, much less let success go to his head.
"Phew... calm down, calm down."
Bei Ming Feng forced himself to settle down.
Although Bei Ming Feng was not particularly good at cultivating Soul Power, his mental strength, concentration, and talent for Soul Tools were all exceptional.
That was also why he had managed to craft these components in just over a decade.
An ordinary person might have immersed themselves in the work for several decades and still failed to make them. This had nothing to do with their rank as a Soul Engineer; they simply lacked the necessary qualifications.
"Feng, don't rush. This is the most critical moment!"
Ling'er slowly closed her eyes. When she opened them again, her eyes seemed filled with stars. This was her Martial Soul, Spatial Eyes.
Now, in her eyes, all the components seemed linked by an invisible cord of wind, ready to come together once the moment was right.
"Mm!"
Bei Ming Feng nodded, then slowly reached out. He had rehearsed assembling these components countless times in his mind, so putting them together now was as effortless as driving a familiar road.
Before long, the Marble Fighter Windchaser Bird lay quietly in his hands.
"It's finally finished!"
Ling'er was excited, but after a while, Windchaser Bird No. 1 still showed no sign of movement. Confusion immediately filled her face. "What's going on? Why isn't it doing anything?"
Could I really have been deceived?
Bei Ming Feng nearly collapsed. If the blueprint really was a fake, everything he had done would have been for nothing.
"No, that's impossible. There must be something I've overlooked."
Fortunately, Bei Ming Feng possessed extraordinary mental resilience. Even a setback would not make him give up easily. He believed there was nothing wrong with this Soul Tool; it simply had not been activated.
Out on the deck, Xi Zhao stood quietly, while Bei Mingyuan watched the scene inside the cabin with interest from beside him.
"I never thought someone would actually assemble Windchaser Bird No. 1. What a surprise."
Xi Zhao glanced at him. "What were you thinking when you came up with all these things back then?"
"I was bored."
Bei Mingyuan shrugged. "Over hundreds of thousands of years, how boring would life have been if I hadn't made a few little toys? Besides, I created you all using Armor Heroes as a reference."
"If I hadn't thought that way, none of you would even exist!"
That was true, so Xi Zhao said nothing more about it.
"When I made Windchaser Bird No. 1 back then, I only drew up the blueprint. It's both a blueprint and a screening test."
"Only my chosen descendants can use it. As for the selection criteria..."
The corners of Bei Mingyuan's mouth lifted slightly. "They have to be capable of awakening a trace of wind power."
"One day, the Roc rises on the wind, soaring straight up ninety thousand li. So, to activate the Windchaser Bird, you must possess the Roc Martial Soul."
Bei Mingyuan chuckled. "And to make it, you need tremendous perseverance and mental resilience, keeping at it for decades as though they were a single day. Otherwise, all your previous efforts will go down the drain."
"Of course, the benefits are plentiful too. Once you activate it, whatever your innate rank was, your talent becomes top-tier, your Soul Power increases by ten ranks outright, and your Roc bloodline fully awakens."
"What do you think? A generous reward, right?" Bei Mingyuan smiled smugly.
"You really do have a twisted sense of fun."
Xi Zhao sighed softly, speechless at his original body's twisted amusements. "These aren't the only things you left behind, are they?"
"Of course not. Just wait and see."
Perhaps this was the period when Douluo Continent's story officially began. Several treasures Bei Mingyuan had previously buried across the various continents had actually been discovered, even though no one had found them tens of thousands of years ago.
"But that's what makes it interesting, isn't it?"
"What exactly is missing?"
Bei Ming Feng studied the blueprint carefully, but no amount of thought brought him an answer. Suddenly, inspiration flashed through his mind. Could it be my Martial Soul?
He acted on the thought at once, releasing his Martial Soul, the Roc.
A blue fledgling appeared. Unlike an ordinary Roc, his Roc actually took the form of a fledgling. This was also why his innate Soul Power had been only rank one.
Like Yu Xiaogang, Bei Ming Feng lacked the physical capacity to support a fully formed Roc. Yu Xiaogang's Golden Sacred Dragon had become Luo Sanpao. Bei Ming Feng had not suffered quite so badly; his had merely appeared in this fledgling form.
"Come on!"
Bei Ming Feng placed his Martial Soul beside Windchaser Bird No. 1.
After a few seconds of quiet waiting, both Windchaser Bird No. 1 and Bei Ming Feng's Roc Martial Soul lit up with blue light.
"It's working!"
Ling'er exclaimed softly, immediately fixing her eyes on the changes in the Windchaser Bird.
The blue light from both grew increasingly brilliant. Finally, they slowly floated into the air and gradually merged into one.
"It worked! I did it!"
Bei Ming Youyu was wild with joy. Thirteen whole years-only he understood the bitterness he had endured during that time.
If Ling'er had not stayed by his side all along, he probably would have given up on himself long ago and willingly sunk into ruin.
The transformation in the air was not over. After the lights merged, they began moving slowly around Bei Ming Feng. Streaks of blue wind swept past, enveloping him and forming a blue egg.
"Feng!"
Startled by the sudden sight, Ling'er immediately activated Spatial Eyes. She could clearly see that Bei Ming Feng was undergoing some kind of transformation inside the egg formed from raging wind.
"Phew..."
Ling'er immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and a smile returned to her face. "Feng, you've finally succeeded."
"Don't disturb him. He should wake up by the time the ship reaches shore."
Standing on the stairs, Xi Zhao spoke softly.
"Yes, Lord Xi Zhao."
Ling'er blinked playfully and answered with a smile.
Time passed, second by second. Just as the ship was about to reach Douluo Continent's coastline, the wind egg finally stirred.
The next moment, the egg formed from wind gradually vanished, revealing Bei Ming Feng within.
He had now been reborn, transformed down to his very bones. Not only had his fledgling successfully evolved into the Windchaser Bird, but his Soul Power had also risen ten ranks in one go.
He had now reached rank fifty, the Soul King realm, leaving him only one major realm behind Ling'er.
"Feng, you did it!"
Ling'er rushed forward excitedly and hugged him. "I always believed you would succeed!"
"Ling'er."
Bei Ming Feng looked at the beauty in his arms and smiled. "Yes. I can finally protect you."
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