Chapter Nineteen: Soul Spirits

ors are synonymous with strength and are the mainstream today.Wu Changkong said, "Since that's the case, then listen to the lesson attentively." 。He glanced at Zhang Yangzi, and suddenly, Zhang Yangzi...Don't cry, Wulin, stand up.... Ahem, I ask for your collections and recommendations. I'll treat him well.

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Inside the pure soul orb, a creature lay quietly prostrate.

It looked truly tiny, only about ten centimeters long. It was so slender that it was even thinner than a child's finger. Its whole body was a dull yellowish color, and you had to look very closely to distinguish the small, diamond-shaped scales on its body.

"Is this a soul spirit" Tang Ziran looked up at the Spiritual Transmission Master, his voice filled with disbelief.

This small creature is recognized by most people because it is very common, the grass snake, a harmless animal. Although it is a reptile, it can definitely be considered one of the weakest among its kind.

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Adult grass snakes can grow to 20 to 30 centimeters long, about the thickness of a finger, and feed on some small insects.

If you want to describe it in the simplest way, four words are enough: harmless.

Since his Martial Soul awakened and he gained soul power, Tang Wulin had countless fantasies about his first spirit. He fantasized about what his spirit would look like, how it would combine with the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul, thereby improving his own Martial Soul, making it powerful, giving him a cool Soul Skill, and officially becoming a Soul Master.

Imagination is beautiful, but reality is so cruel.

Grass snake This wasn't a difficult question anymore, it was whether he even understood if this was a matter of a soul spirit at all.

The Spirit Master stared at the grass snake, a look of bewilderment on his face. With a sigh, he muttered in a bitter tone, "It's pouring rain when the roof leaks. Child, your luck is truly…"

This apparition actually knows its origin. Artificial souls rely on soul beast genes, and as soul beasts are gradually becoming extinct, their genes are also being lost constantly. So the researchers at the Soul Transmission Tower have conducted many experiments. One of these attempts was to extract the genes of non-soul beast animals and try to create souls from them. Let's see what kind of effect the resulting souls will achieve.

The experiment was successful, but it turned out that the souls created from animal genes were pathetically weak and no one would buy them.

There is no doubt that this Grass Serpent was the defective product he had mentioned before, and it wasn't just an ordinary defective product. It didn't even have a single trace of Soul Beast genes. Among all the possible soul spirits that could be extracted, it ranked one hundredth. And the soul spirit orbs in the random extraction machine have always remained at a hundred…

After a sigh, the Soul Conduit nodded and said: "I confirm that he is a soul spirit, but... it's rather weak. The soul spirit was extracted and has already been activated. It needs to be merged within twenty-four hours. Otherwise, it will dissipate and die. You can decide for yourselves whether or not to merge with it. If you choose to abandon it, you can come back later to select another soul spirit."

Tang Zi Ran looked at her son, who was stunned, and with difficulty suppressed the pain in her heart, she hugged her son's shoulder, "Lin Lin, let's go home."

Tang Wulin didn't hesitate. He simply took a step and walked out.

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"Wait a moment." The spirit summoner finally couldn't hold back and called after them.

"Give up on this spirit, you should. It may be a successful experiment, but…" Out of pity, he still explained the origin of this grass snake spirit.

Tang Wulin had absolutely no idea how he'd gotten back home. He held onto the soul core tightly in his arms. The Grass Serpent soul core seemed very docile and didn't crawl out of its sphere. In fact, this lowest-level, most basic soul core didn't even possess any intelligence. Before fusing with a martial spirit, it couldn't even sense the outside world.

“Son, don't be sad. Father will find a way to earn money. Rest assured, in a short time, Father will definitely be able to make enough money to buy you a suitable soul spirit.” Tang Ziran’s eyes flashed with determination. For his son, he had made up his mind. Some things, he had to face after all.

Tang Wulin lightly shook his head. "Dad, I'm going back to my room first."

Na'er quietly stayed beside him, and returned to his room with Tang Wulin.

Sitting on her own bed, she looked at the spirit in her hand and then at her palms covered in cocoons. Tears finally flowed uncontrollably.

When he awakened his martial soul and learned that it was the worthless Blue Silver Grass, he didn't cry. After all, having soul power meant there was a chance.

Dad told him that their family wasn't well-off and probably couldn't afford to buy him a soul when the time came. He didn't cry even then. Dad was gone, and he had to take care of his own things. He could earn money himself. He could also help his parents.

Upon his first visit to the Mang Studio, he wielded a thousand iron hammers, his arms aching with pain, so much so that he couldn't even lift them to eat. But even then, he didn't cry. He persevered, passed the test, and saw hope. With hope, there was a possibility of success.

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For three years, he has sweated over the forge while his classmates played at home. While they enjoyed leisure, he wrestled with chunks of metal. He spent more time than anyone else in contemplation. No matter how hard or tiring it was, he never cried. He always faced everything with a smile and told his parents that everything was easy.

Now, he cried.

It's been three years, I finally saved enough money and finally cultivated my soul power to the tenth level, about to succeed. Thirty thousand, countless sweats condensed into thirty thousand, at this moment turned into this weak soul spirit in front of me that doesn't even have a trace of soul beast genes. All the efforts, turned into bubbles.

His tenacity, his strength, his perseverance, all seemed to be shattered at this moment, dissolving into tears, large drops, streaming down.

A drop of tears fell into the Spirit Orb, gradually soaking the grass snake within. The grass snake's body twitched slightly, seeming to enjoy the liquid with its faint salty taste.

A white and tender hand reached out before him, gently wiping away his tears. Nair stood before him, her eyes red-rimmed.

At this moment, her heart seemed to be connected with his, she could completely feel the pain in his heart.

Disappointment, sadness, and all sorts of negative emotions surrounded Tang Wulin's heart.

Tang Wulin wanted to shout loudly, but at this moment, he didn't even have the strength to shout.

"Brother, brother don't cry." Tears always wiped away, Nali rushed over and hugged his head.

Tang Wulin choked back tears, “Why, why is the heavens so unfair to me Why, despite my best efforts, I still don't get a chance. I want to be a Soul Master, I want to become a powerful Soul Master!”another world, are you alright" Wu Changkong spoke softly, his hand gently stroking the two characters, "Long Bing," on the tombstone. 。No tears, only smiles. 。Leaving the cemetery, it was already du...