Chapter 23: Mutant Martial Soul?
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The crystal blue light flickered, and within it, faint golden veins shimmered with a soft glow. Despite all his might, he still couldn't pull it apart.
But this time, Tang Wulin also felt it. He only felt his soul power surge within him suddenly, then drop a bit.
"Ouch!" he exclaimed.
Mang looked at him in surprise, "What do you feel"
Tang Wulin honestly said, “My soul power seems to have decreased.”
Looking at his disciple, Meng's expression became complex. He no longer tried to pull the Blue Silver Grass, but instead retracted his martial soul and spirit, letting go of the Blue Silver Grass as well.
Tang Ziran said somewhat anxiously, "Meng brother, what's going on"
Mo smiled slightly, “It seems that the heavens haven’t truly abandoned this child. I can almost be certain that his spirit is mutated, and it's mutated in a positive direction.”
When he heard the word "mutation," Tang Wulin was at a loss. He had never learned anything about it.
"Our Wuhun can mutate under certain special circumstances. For example, it could happen when fusing with a Soul Spirit or Soul Ring that is particularly compatible or incompatible, or when stimulated by external factors. There are also cases where the Wuhun mutates when it is born or awakened."
Mutations can be good or bad. Some powerful martial spirits may become weak, but some weak martial spirits may become strong.
He gave Tang Wulin a meaningful look and said, “Blue Silver Grass is recognized as a waste spirit ability, but it is very suitable for merging with snake-type spirit abilities. Generally speaking, Blue Silver Grass will evolve into vines accordingly. The chance of this type of spirit ability appearing with auxiliary soul power is extremely high, but it's not impossible. I once met someone who had cultivated to level ten and merged with a snake-type spirit ability. The vines he transformed into were much thicker than yours, but they were still very fragile. I didn't even need to use my spirit ability power to easily break them.”
“But your Blue Silver Grass is completely different. Although I only used a Level One Soul Skill, my own strength is quite high, and I haven't even been able to break it. This is impossible according to common sense. I'm seeing this for the first time—the strength of a Martial Spirit is related to soul power. That means that before your soul power is completely depleted, I wouldn't even be able to break your Blue Silver Grass. Besides a variation in the Martial Spirit itself, I can't think of any other explanation.”
Tang Wulin stared blankly at Meng, saying: "Teacher, is this a good thing"
"Of course it's good. But it's not absolute either. It depends on how you control your spirit. The Blue Silver Grass turns into vines, logically speaking, you should want to control the direction of its growth. Your soul skills should be ninety percent entangling, the most basic vine-type skills. But once you entangle your opponent, if their soul power is higher than yours, they will directly drain your soul power when they break free, turning it into a battle of attrition. You'll have no chance then. So, I think using your tenacious Blue Silver Grass as a whip would be a good choice. And once you gain your second spirit ring, who knows what kind of mutations might occurSo, although I can't judge its future potential yet, it at least has hope. From now on, it's no longer a waste of a spirit. You've even gained something from this misfortune."
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"Really" Tang Wulin looked at his teacher in disbelief. Not a waste Martial Soul Although it was still not powerful, it was at least no longer a waste Martial Soul!
"You just saw, my first soul spirit was also a white ten-year soul spirit, very weak too. But through hard work, I can have a hundred-year soul spirit, even a thousand-year soul spirit. Because I am a blacksmith, I can earn enough money to buy the soul spirits I want. You are very gifted in forging, what your teacher can do, you can do it too."
There's nothing more inspiring than witnessing the manifestation. Tang Wulin's inner depression vanished at this moment, replaced by a glimmer of hope. He wasn't just a soul master with a useless spirit ability anymore; he had his teacher as his role model and a future worth striving for. This rekindled a flame of hope within him. I can still become a powerful Soul Master!
"Since you didn't take leave and came to work today, your one day's salary will be deducted." Meng left with this sentence. But this did not affect Tang Wulin, who jumped up excitedly and gave him a big hug.
"Just tap it." Mang discovered, with some confusion, that this one's power...
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When Meng left, the gloom and despair of the Tang family once again dissipated, replaced by an atmosphere of joy.
"I'm sorry, Dad, Mom, for worrying you." Tang Wulin said somewhat embarrassedly.
Lang Yue once again pulled her son into her embrace, "It should be father and mother who apologize to you. You're so young, already carrying too much."
Tang Sanzang lowered his head, deep in thought.
Nale's lips moved, as if she wanted something, but in the end, she didn't say anything.
After dinner, after a day of turmoil, Tang Ziran and Lang Yue went to sleep early. Na'er seemed very tired and fell asleep as well.
Only Tang Wulin couldn't sleep.
He quietly left his house and came to sit on his breakthrough lawn. Looking at the bright moonlight in the sky, he felt a surge of emotion.
From great joy to great sorrow, and then seeing hope again. This experience seems to have affected him more than the past three years.
With a thought, a grass snake appeared in his palm.
"Thank you, fellow. You've given me hope, but I once looked down on you. I'm sorry!" Tang Wulin said softly.
The grass snake seemed to sense something, raising its head slightly and flicking out its tongue.
Tang Wulin smiled, "How about I give you a name From now on, we'll be partners." Soul spirits accompany their masters for life, only dissipating when their master dies.
The grass snake seemed to understand his words, twisting its body slightly.
"What should we call it" Tang Wulin said.
At that moment, a golden glimmer flashed across the scale on the grass snake's forehead as it suddenly lit up.
"Huh! Could this also be a result of the mutation" He fully believed the teacher's words. He was no longer the useless Blue Silver Grass, it must have mutated.
"That gold just now was so beautiful. Can you flash me another one, huh" Tang Wulin said with a grin.
The grass snake didn't react at all. Its low intelligence was clearly incapable of following Tang Wulin's instructions completely. Such a lowly soul beast only provided a soul ring, offering no real auxiliary assistance.
Tang Wulin's heart moved, and he said, "You can turn golden, then I'll call you Jinguang, how about it If you could shine with gold all over your body in the future, how majestic and powerful that would be!"
Of course, the grass snake wouldn't resist. Its name was thus determined, Jinguang, a simple and plain name, yet one filled with beautiful connotations. 。Returned to tranquility. 。No matter how you say it, there's still a lot to talk about if they win this game. 。By then, even if Tang Wulin and the others refused to admit it, it would be too late fo...