Douluo: From Rusted Spear to Emperor-Slaying Spear

Chapter 2: Spirit Planning, New Path to Cultivation
Jiang Ping looked at Ji Wuming, who seemed a little disappointed, and said happily, "Kid, since the spear spirit can possess soul power, it proves that this spirit is not weak..."

After he said this, he sighed inwardly. This broken spear was, to some extent, even inferior to himself, a Level 2 Innate Seahorse Spirit Master.
However, Ji Wuming is just a child after all, and I shouldn't undermine his self-confidence.

Then, Jiang Ping half-knelt down, put his hands on Ji Wuming's shoulders, and said sincerely,

"Child, are you willing to join the Spirit Hall? There you will find the best spirit master education, and they can teach you how to cultivate your spirit."

The children standing around who were unable to become soul masters cast envious glances upon hearing these words.

"Soul Master, I am still young and have a lot of work to do at home, so I will not join the Spirit Hall."

Ji Wuming found a random reason to reject the recruitment of the Spirit Hall. Although the Spirit Hall helped civilians awaken their spirits for free, which was a great act, the fact that he only had the third-level innate spirit power was useless.
Even if he went to the Spirit Hall, he would not be valued in the short term. If he could obtain a spirit ring, it would only be a hundred-year-old spirit ring at most, which would not be of much help to him.

Instead of doing this, it would be better to go to the Junior Soul Master Academy. At least there, most of the soul masters have innate soul power below level five, and I can also receive a certain degree of attention.

Jiang Ping saw that Ji Wuming had made up his mind. After all, his martial soul quality was too poor and his innate soul power was not high, so he stopped trying to persuade him.

"Well, when you figure it out, come find me at the Hanhai City Wuhun Branch Hall. The door of the Wuhun Hall is always open to you."

Afterwards, Jiang Ping wrote a martial spirit certificate for Ji Wuming and handed it to him, saying,
"Take this martial spirit certificate and report to the Hanhai City Junior Spirit Master Academy in three months."

"Thank you, Master Soul Master!"

Ji Wuming bowed to Jiang Ping. As the gate opened, the old village chief, who had been waiting for a long time, stepped forward and asked anxiously, "Soul Master, are there any children in our village who become soul masters this year?"

"Alas! Old man, this child has an innate soul power of level three. If he cultivates well, he can become a soul master."

Jiang Ping couldn't help but sigh, and then left in a hurry. There might be children with higher soul power in other villages!

"Xiao Ji, during this period of time you haven't..."

Before the village chief could finish his words, Ji Wuming had already run more than 300 meters, returned home, quickly loaded the two boxes of forged weapons onto a fruit and vegetable truck, and headed towards Hanhai City.

"Rusty broken spear, innate soul power level three!" Ji Wuming, who was sitting in the car, fell into deep thought as he looked at the summoned broken spear with a handle of nine feet long, a blade of nine inches, and a length of about two meters and sixty-seven.

The martial souls on the mainland are differentiated by the level of innate soul power. His Spear-Breaking Martial Soul only has level three soul power, which means it belongs to the low-level martial soul sequence. Apart from the advantage of rust, it can be said to be useless.
Thinking of this, Ji Wuming clenched the spear with both hands and twisted it hard.
"boom--"

The rusty spear broke with a sound, and his mind fell into a trance.

After Ji Wuming recovered, he touched his chin and became more certain of the characteristics of his martial soul. Since the spear handle had so many holes, it was very likely to break when it was swung. It would be extremely difficult to use it to assassinate others.

Suddenly an idea flashed through his mind.
"Oh! By the way, why didn't I think of the sword fanatic who is from the same family as me ten thousand years later!"

Ji Wuming immediately clapped his hands in approval. Ten thousand years later, Ji Juechen's martial soul awakened to a piece of meteorite from outer space. To some extent, his martial soul was even worse than his own broken spear. If he could cultivate to become a Titled Douluo, why couldn't he?
Besides, he is an excellent blacksmith, so he can try the experiment of changing the characteristics of his martial soul. Maybe in the future he can really create an alternative path of soul master cultivation for other soul masters with low innate soul power.

But then again, in this era when the Pope is still Qianxunji, the magical grass in the eyes of Binghuo Liangyin can still be fought for. I just don’t know if Dugu Bo has discovered that piece of treasure land.

Even if he occupies the treasure land, it doesn't matter. As long as his poison is cured, obtaining the immortal grass will not be a big problem. As for the soul rings to be obtained in the future, there is no need to rush. Now Ji Juechen's theory of martial soul evolution is what I need to figure out most.

Ji Wuming put away the broken Rust Spear Martial Spirit, his eyes becoming extremely determined, "I will strive to break through the tenth level of soul power within four years!"

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An hour later, Ji Wuming arrived at the Xu's blacksmith shop in Hanhai City.
"Uncle Xu, here are ten large machetes and twenty high-quality iron swords. They are made according to your requirements and are made of the fine iron you provided. The quality and quantity are guaranteed." Ji Wuming said, pointing to two large boxes.

Blacksmith Xu picked up a few swords and tried them out. After confirming that there was no problem, he happily asked the shop assistant to move them in and took out a purse from his waist.

"Xiao Ji, the quality of the ironware you forge is really good. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would have thought you had mastered the Haotian secret technique, the Chaos Cloak Hammer Technique."

"How could that be? I'm not from the Haotian Sect, how could I possibly know that kind of iron-forging technique?"

Ji Wuming scratched his head. He was very happy to be praised. The Chaos Cloak Hammer Technique was just a slightly sophisticated continuous forging technique used in blacksmithing. How could it be compared with the Longquan forging technique passed down from his tenth generation ancestor, which he had practiced for nearly 20 years!
The more Blacksmith Xu looked at the child of his sworn brother, the more satisfied he became.

"Xiao Ji, it's getting dark, and the road is dangerous at night. If you don't mind, you can sleep at my house and return to the village tomorrow, okay?"

"Uncle Xu, the village chief is still waiting for me to go back. I will visit you some other day." Ji Wuming waved goodbye to blacksmith Xu.

Walking on the street, Ji Wuming always kept an eye on the three huge sums of gold soul coins in his arms to prevent them from being stolen.

When he passed by the Wuhun Branch Hall in the city, he saw that the entire Wuhun Branch Hall was under martial law. There were even several powerful soul masters guarding the door, as if something big had happened.
Ji Wuming walked to a hotel and sat down. He ordered one or two dishes of 20-year-old stir-fried krill meat and started eating.

I only heard a fat businessman in a suit and tie who traveled all over the country chattering,
"Did you know that just a month ago, Spirit Hall Pope Qian Xunji announced his abdication, and his personal disciple, the Spirit Hall Saint Bibi Dong, succeeded him as Pope!"

With the introduction of this important topic, it immediately attracted the attention of many guests. They had heard about this news a long time ago, but they were very curious about the story behind it.
"The Spirit Hall enjoys a great reputation on the continent, and the new empress has ascended to the throne. Everyone on the continent knows her! But why did Qian Xunji, who is in the prime of his life, suddenly announce his abdication?"

A man with a face full of vicissitudes of life said in confusion about Qian Xunji's sudden abdication.

Ji Wuming, who was eating, was also very interested in this and listened attentively. The characters they were talking about were the story of the battle between Tang Hao and his two brothers and Qian Xunji!
As the most fortunate son in the history of the continent, the disgusting Tang San was also born during this period. In this way, he is about 6 years younger than him, which means that he only has a six-year advantageous development period at most.

At this time, the businessman spoke again,
"It's said that Tang Hao, one of the Haotian Twins, stole something from the Spirit Hall and was hunted by the Pope Qian Xunji. Then, Tang Hao seemed to have broken through to the Titled Douluo level and beat Qian Xunji to death! That's when..."

"I see. But what did Tang Hao steal that even alarmed the Pope?"

"Could the stolen item be the Saint's first kiss, or was it the child of a Titled Douluo that was molested?"

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How could Ji Wuming not know some of the details at this moment? A disaster caused by a 10-year-old transformed soul beast evolved into a continental war that destroyed the Spirit Hall.

However, since the Spirit Hall intends to suppress the true news, it is better to have less trouble than more, so Ji Wuming naturally will not reveal this news.

Today's trip to the city had yielded a very good harvest. After he had finished his meal and paid three Silver Soul coins, he went to the pharmacy to buy some herbs. As there was still an hour before dark, he hurried back to the village.

(End of this chapter)