Manifest Soul Physique

It was only several minutes later that Ye Xiuxin finally withdrew her finger. At the same time, the radiance in her hand slowly faded away.

"Father!" Ye Xiuxin's expression turned solemn. "This child has a Manifest Soul Physique!"

"What?!" Chen Yu could no longer keep his composure.

"Grandpa, Mother, what is a Manifest Soul Physique?" Chen Xiaojun was a little nervous at the sight of them.

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"We'll talk about that later." Chen Yu continued to ask, "Xiuxin, what about this child's voice?"

Ye Xiuxin pondered for a moment. "There's a problem on the soul level."

"The reason Xiao Yi still can't speak normally is that communication between her spirit and soul is obstructed. Perhaps her amnesia is related to this too."

"We only need to clear the blockage, and she should be able to recover."

The soul was divided into two parts. The "spirit" governed wisdom; the higher one's spirituality, the more intelligent one was, and the greater one's aptitude and Wuxing for cultivation. The "soul," meanwhile, was responsible for the consciousness's control over the flesh, encompassing every word and action.

"Father, although my control over Soul Power is decent, you may be more suited to clearing this blockage."

Though Ye Xiuxin's medical skills were superb, and she was also highly skilled at controlling Soul Power, a required course, she was only a Soul Emperor after all, and still fell short of a Titled Douluo with powerful Mental Power.

At Chen Yu's words, blue light blazed in his hand. In an instant, as an invisible wave of energy rippled outward, wisps of an utterly mystical aura spread and enveloped him.

He likewise pointed at the space between Xiao Yi's brows. Faintly, the energy took the shape of a deep-blue Seven Kill Sword at her brow, constantly repairing her obstructed soul.

The skin all over Xiao Yi's body turned faintly red, but at that moment, all the radiance emanating from her seemed to be drawn toward her face, quickly converging there.

After a long while, as the Soul Power subsided, Xiao Yi's body seemed to lose its support and began to tilt over. Ye Xiuxin immediately caught her.

"Third Soul Skill-Begonia Blossoms."

A begonia flower composed of white stamens and seven-colored petals quietly appeared in Ye Xiuxin's right palm. Pure white light slowly radiated from it, and countless tiny petals seemed to fall toward Xiao Yi.

Xiao Yi's previously pale complexion quickly improved.

Ye Xiuxin picked Xiao Yi up and headed toward an empty side room.

Watching his mother walk away, Chen Xiaojun asked, "Grandpa, that Manifest Soul Physique you mentioned just now?"

"Manifest Soul Physique is one of the highest-tier physiques in the world. Its bodily aptitude is no weaker than Innate Full Soul Power, and may even be slightly superior."

"That powerful?"

"Mm, that's right." Chen Yu gazed at the Star Dou emerging across the sky, twinkling overhead, and slowly sighed.

"I told you before that the Acupoints and Soul Nests in our Soul Masters' bodies are hidden, but in the Great Thousand World, there are always exceptions."

"A Manifest Soul Physique means, as the name suggests, that the Soul Nests are naturally completely open, including the upper, middle, and lower Soul Nests. In other words, the first two thresholds for a Soul Master-the Soul Elder and Soul Saint-don't exist for them."

"And the third threshold, becoming a Titled Douluo, is much easier for them than for other Soul Masters."

"So, aside from those who die young, Soul Masters with a Manifest Soul Physique are guaranteed to become Titled Douluos. They will basically all become Super Douluos, and many will ultimately achieve Peerless Douluo."

"It's hailed as the strongest physique beneath a God-Level Martial Soul!"

"So Xiao Yi has a Manifest Soul Physique. This absolutely must not be told to anyone else, understand?"

Chen Yu also let go of his wariness toward Xiao Yi, because no one would use a child with the aptitude of a Manifest Soul Physique as a spy.

"Mm!" Chen Xiaojun nodded firmly.

Chen Yu said, "A Manifest Soul Physique not only has its Soul Nests wide open, but also naturally has resilient Meridians. One can cultivate without undergoing Martial Soul Awakening, and all three Soul Nests are already open, so the speed of cultivation will be extremely fast."

"So that's how it is." Chen Xiaojun thought to himself, I originally thought Tang San was an exception, able to cultivate Soul Power before Martial Soul Awakening. It seems he also has a Manifest Soul Physique. Perhaps it's because his mother was the Life Attribute Blue Silver Emperor.

Chen Yu spoke to Chen Xiaojun slowly. "I observed that Xiao Yi's Martial Soul is still dormant and hasn't been activated. Once her body recovers, we'll help her awaken her Martial Soul."

"She has some trouble communicating with people, but she trusts you very much. When the time comes, help her consider and plan her path as a Soul Master too."

Chen Xiaojun answered with utmost seriousness and solemnity, "Of course! I'll treat Xiao Yi's Martial Soul as if it were my own."

"Young Master, Young Master! Did you get a good Soul Skill this time? Did your Sword God Pearls turn into a Divine Sword? Can I have a look?" Little Wuneng's voice came from outside the door; he was heard before he arrived.

The chubby boy called Chen Xiaojun "Young Master," and Chen Jianzun "Eldest Young Master."

When he learned Chen Xiaojun had returned, Ding Dang had brought the chubby boy over just now.

Ding Dang had an exceptionally striking figure. Her plain clothes hugged her body, and she was beautiful and alluring; every gesture of hers brimmed with charm.

It was said that when Uncle Tianhao won the beauty's hand back then, jaws had dropped all over the place.

Uncle Tianhao's looks were really nothing to speak of. At least, when Ding Laosan and Ding Lang first saw this brother-in-law, they'd found fault with everything about him.

Ding Dang was someone who knew how to handle things, taking care of everything inside and out with great care.

Compared with Zhu Tianhao, she was more like the steward of Chen Yu's household, and she was especially close to Ye Xiuxin. That was why she had come to congratulate Chen Xiaojun.

In fact, not just the chubby boy-everyone was interested in Chen Xiaojun's Martial Soul and Soul Skill.

"Hehe, First Soul Skill-Fleeting Light, Passing Shadow!"

Chen Xiaojun didn't waste words and directly activated his Soul Skill. Only the Soul Ring could be seen; his Martial Soul was nowhere to be seen.

The chubby boy was almost at a loss for words. "A Purple Soul Ring! Good heavens!"

Ding Dang was also utterly astonished. "Master... Second Young Master, this is..."

She had never seen a purple First Soul Ring before, nor had she even heard of one.

Chen Yu said calmly, "Xiao'er's Martial Soul is a little special."

The chubby boy turned this way and that, looking around, but saw nothing. "Young Master, where's your Martial Soul?"

Chen Xiaojun grinned, and a sword suddenly appeared in front of the chubby boy. Its tip was less than half a foot from his throat.

The chubby boy first gave a thumbs-up, then raised both hands. "Ah, Young Master, you're... amazing... I surrender!"

Chen Xiaojun laughed smugly. "Haha, Little Wuneng, you'll have to be careful from now on. Who knows, one day I might use it to poke you in the butt."

Zhu Wuneng said, "How could that be? I always go wherever Young Master points, so you won't need to use it on me. Young Master can use it to kill enemies instead."

It seemed that even six-year-old Little Wuneng could talk pretty fast. "By the way, Young Master, this sword is really cool!"

The Chengying Sword was known as refined and elegant. Calling it the most beautiful sword was no exaggeration. As Chen Xiaojun's Martial Soul, it allowed him to control whether the Chengying Sword was invisible.

The Chengying Sword's appearance was simple yet exquisite, the lines of its blade smooth, and the Pegasus patterns on its edge lifelike. The engraved character "影" on its hilt was exquisitely detailed.

Beneath the moonlight, the blade, originally pale white and faintly translucent, reflected a hint of green, then slowly faded from sight...

As the saying went, "Carved, it rises, the waning moon reflected in a cold spring; divine craftsmanship endures through ancient and present days. Green hues swirl through dusk and dawn a hundred times; wings' shadows sing in the wind, startling heaven with their transformation!"