Snake Lance's Transformation

"Don't you want to try out the Amplifier?"

Lin Xiao's voice pulled Snake Lance Douluo out of his shock.

Lin Xiao had amplified weapons and equipment plenty of times, but this was his first time seeing a Martial Soul amplified.

To speak plainly, he wanted to see it.

"Right, let's try it!"

With that thought, Snake Lance Douluo opened his right hand, and a miniature snake lance floated above his palm.

When the Amplifier drew close to his Martial Soul, something extraordinary happened.

Under Lin Xiao's gaze, the tiny snake lance sank into the Amplifier.

The black vortex at the Amplifier's center spun, and a series of clinks and clangs rang out through the little shop.

Truly incredible.

Lin Xiao marveled inwardly.

Has the amplification started already?

Snake Lance Douluo was deeply shaken as well.

It felt like a long time had passed, but in reality, it took only two or three seconds. A voice sounded in Snake Lance Douluo's mind.

[Congratulations, amplification successful.]

The amplification succeeded?

From start to finish, Snake Lance Douluo had not felt anything unusual.

Instinctively, doubt began to creep into his mind. Does this Amplifier really work?

Could this mysterious shopkeeper be swindling me?

Retrieve Martial Soul.

As the thought crossed his mind, a miraculous sight appeared.

The miniature snake lance floated out of the Amplifier and returned to Snake Lance Douluo's hand.

The Amplifier, having completed the enhancement, dissolved into a burst of light.

However...

Snake Lance Douluo paid no attention to any of that. The doubt and confusion in his eyes gradually gave way to shock.

Although he had not actually wielded the snake lance, his familiarity with his Martial Soul let him recognize immediately that it truly had changed.

"Its power, speed, durability, and penetration have all improved... by roughly ten percent!"

"Heavens!"

"This is absolutely unbelievable!"

Once he arrived at that figure, Snake Lance Douluo grew excited.

Not because the improvement was small, but because it was enormous.

That ten percent was not to be underestimated.

Below level ninety-five, the difference in Soul Power between each level was only twenty percent.

This ten percent was enough to make up for the disadvantage his lower Soul Ring Ages gave him against Titled Douluos of the same level with standard Soul Rings.

This ten percent was enough to put Snake Lance Douluo on par with Ghost Leopard Douluo, Pufferfish, Demon Bear, and others like them.

"Besides the increase in strength, I feel like my level ceiling has risen too!"

Snake Lance Douluo discovered another astonishing change.

And that was indeed the case.

For Soul Masters on the Douluo Continent, the Martial Soul was the foundation of everything.

Only a powerful Martial Soul could allow someone to reach great heights.

That claim about there being no useless Martial Souls, only useless Soul Masters, was utter bullshit.

Truly high-level Soul Masters all understood that Yu Xiaogang's so-called theory was a joke.

Just consider this.

Among the world's strongest Soul Masters, whose Martial Soul was weak?

Only a powerful Martial Soul could determine how high one could climb in cultivation.

Anyone who doubted it needed only to look at the Clear Sky Sect. Its reputation for having the world's greatest tool Martial Soul was no empty boast; a single sect housed a whole nest of Titled Douluos.

That was what a powerful Martial Soul made possible!

"Keep going!"

"I have to keep going!"

Looking at the other Amplifier in his hand, Snake Lance Douluo had already tasted the sweetness of success. How could he possibly stop now?

He amplified it once more, and the result held no surprises...

[Congratulations, amplification successful.]

The voice announcing successful amplification sounded in his mind again, and Snake Lance Douluo eagerly anticipated how much he would gain this time.

The snake lance returned to his hand.

Snake Lance Douluo could no longer contain himself and cried out, "This time, it improved by another twenty percent of its original strength?"

"So the total amplification of my Martial Soul is now thirty percent?"

Heavens!

Am I dreaming?

Snake Lance Douluo was utterly stunned.

He had thought another ten percent would be the limit, yet the increase had actually doubled!

And with his Martial Soul's strength increased by thirty percent, his Soul Rings and Soul Skills would only magnify that boost further.

By Snake Lance Douluo's estimate, his actual combat strength had improved by roughly forty to fifty percent!

What did that mean?

It meant that he could now face a level ninety-three Titled Douluo and have a chance of winning.

He could even exchange blows with a level ninety-four Titled Douluo.

"This leap is enormous!"

Snake Lance Douluo had never imagined that he would reach such heights one day.

"How does it feel?"

Lin Xiao asked with a smile.

The stunned expression on Snake Lance Douluo's face alone made it clear that he had gained a great deal.

"Good! Wonderful!"

"The dream I've been chasing ever since I became a Titled Douluo has finally come true today."

Snake Lance Douluo's eyes grew faintly red.

He was overwhelmed with excitement.

Then he looked at Lin Xiao with tears in his eyes. "Boss, can I open another ten jars?"

As he spoke, Snake Lance Douluo took two more Space Soul Tools from inside his clothes.

Without question, the jars contained at least a million Gold Soul Coins...

"No."

Lin Xiao slowly shook his head. "Each customer can buy only ten jars per week. That's the shop's rule."

"Boss, don't be so heartless..."

"I can pay extra... two hundred thousand Gold Soul Coins per jar. What do you think?"

Having tasted the sweetness of amplification, Snake Lance Douluo could not bear to stop here.

The thrill of growing stronger had him hooked.

"Even if the pope of Spirit Hall came here in person, this rule could not be broken."

"You've already used up your jar allowance for this week. You'll have to wait until next week."

Lin Xiao's tone was firm and brooked no argument.

"Ah, I was being greedy."

Snake Lance Douluo came to his senses as though a basin of cold water had been dumped over him.

"Boss, I still have to thank you. Without your help, I could never have fulfilled my lifelong wish." His voice was filled with gratitude.

Lin Xiao did not take credit either. "Like I said, there's no need to thank me. This was your luck."

"Then I'll come back next week?"

"You're welcome anytime."

Smiling, Lin Xiao watched Snake Lance Douluo leave.

The moment Snake Lance Douluo stepped outside the shop, he drew plenty of attention.

Normally, if anyone else had finished opening jars, someone would immediately approach to ask what they had obtained.

But faced with Snake Lance Douluo, everyone instinctively held back.

They did not even dare make a sound.

The reason was simple.

Those who did not recognize Snake Lance Douluo feared his imposing presence.

Those who recognized him feared his status and strength.

A Titled Douluo was not someone just anyone could approach...

However...

No one noticed the graceful figure at the back of the crowd.

She was tall and shapely, dressed in simple yet well-fitted clothes that retained an air of elegance.

Her face could not be called beautiful, merely delicate and pleasing.

As for her age, at first glance she looked twenty-eight, with an orchid's grace and intelligence; a closer look made her seem eighteen, slender and poised. On careful consideration, she seemed thirty-eight, still retaining a mature allure.

At that moment, her eyes, clear as autumn waters, followed Snake Lance Douluo's departing figure, and the corners of her lips unconsciously curved upward.

She murmured softly, "She Long is still She Long, but his bearing has changed dramatically. Calling it a rebirth would be no exaggeration. His strength must have increased considerably too, hasn't it?"

"Interesting. Very interesting."

"Lucky Magic Jar Shop, I hope you won't disappoint this empress."