Douluo Dragon King: Martial Soul Bow, I pierce the abyss with a single arrow!

"From this day forward, Lu Ze will be my disciple, Cang Heng!"

These words echoed beneath the enormous dome, each syllable striking the hearts of everyone present with crystal clarity.

The entire Spirit Pagoda hall was first deathly silent, then erupted into a cacophony of voices.

"The disciple of the Tower Master of Cangheng! This kid has risen to the top in one step!"

"After all, it's a top-tier martial soul, and it's also innate with full soul power, so it's to be expected."

Lu Dongcheng, sitting in the audience, was completely dumbfounded. His mouth was agape, the arrogant words "My son has the potential to be granted a title" still echoing in his ears.

A titled Douluo as a teacher?

My son is becoming a disciple of a Title Douluo?

Hahaha!

My son, Lu Ze, has the potential to reach the limit!

……

"Lu Ze, your teacher will now take you to do a more detailed test."

"test?"

Lu Ze was somewhat curious.

"That's right." A soft white light appeared out of thin air from Cang Heng's fingertip and gently touched Lu Ze's brow. "A powerful Soul Master must possess powerful Soul Skills and Soul Spirits, and this requires a strong mental foundation."

"A powerful martial spirit is often accompanied by powerful spiritual strength. Your martial spirit is so powerful that your spiritual strength is probably extraordinary as well."

"I'll take you to have your mental strength tested."

The white light touched his brow, bringing a cool sensation. Lu Ze felt his consciousness being gently pulled away, as if it were about to leave his body.

"Dad, you go back first. I'll go with the teacher and be right back."

Lu Ze turned around and called out to Lu Dongcheng.

"Huh? Oh! Okay! Okay! Go ahead! Don't worry about me!"

Lu Dongcheng nodded repeatedly, watching Cang Heng lead Lu Ze towards the inner passage of the Spirit Transmission Tower. Only when the two figures disappeared around the corner did he finally lose control of his joy and punch his own palm.

"A dragon is about to emerge from my Lu family! Hahahaha!"

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On the top floor of the Spirit Pagoda, in a quiet room filled with futuristic technology.

There are no windows here; the walls, floors, and ceilings are all made of seamless, silvery-white metal, radiating a soft light.

The number easily broke the 100 mark and continues to soar at an alarming rate!

Cang Heng's breathing became a little more rapid.

Mental strength exceeding 100! What does that even mean?

The average six-year-old child's mental strength is generally below twenty points. Even those geniuses born into major sects or families, nurtured with rare and precious materials from a young age, are considered prodigies if they have fifty points of mental strength upon awakening!

A mental strength exceeding one hundred is already a sign of entering the Spiritual Realm!

A six-year-old child, who hasn't even started cultivating yet, has already reached the Spiritual Connection Realm in terms of spiritual power?

This is simply unheard of!

The numbers on the screen finally came to a slow stop.

Ultimately, it settled on a number that even made Cang Heng, a titled Douluo, feel suffocated.

147!

The room was deathly silent.

Cang Heng stared blankly at the number, speechless for a long time.

He had lived for nearly a century, seen countless geniuses, and even personally taught some renowned experts, but none of them had ever seen such outrageous data in a six-year-old child.

This is no longer the work of a genius.

This is a monster!

At this moment, Lu Ze also took off his headband and saw the numbers on the light screen.

One hundred and forty-seven?

He paused slightly, looking at Cang Heng's surprised expression, and a sense of understanding dawned on him.

Sure enough.

One's own soul is, after all, a superposition of two worlds, and its mental strength far exceeds that of ordinary people, which is quite reasonable.

Is this the perk package for time travelers? I love it!

He remained expressionless, turned to look at Cang Heng who was still in a daze, and asked, feigning ignorance.

"Teacher, is this number high or low?"

Cang Heng was pulled back to reality by his words. He looked at Lu Ze deeply, his deep eyes churning with turbulent emotions.

He forced down the shock in his heart and slowly exhaled.

"Lu Ze, do you know what level of mental strength 147 represents?"

Lu Ze shook his head. Six years had passed since he transmigrated, and he really couldn't remember the details of the novel.

He only remembered a few major realms of spiritual power, but he didn't really know what they represented.

"Mental strength is divided into the Spirit Origin Realm, Spirit Connection Realm, Spirit Sea Realm, Spirit Abyss Realm, and Spirit Domain Realm."

"147 falls within the scope of the Spiritual Enlightenment Realm, which is the level where one can control a thousand-year-old soul! In other words, before reaching Soul Master level 30, you almost don't need to worry about spiritual power!"

"Your first spirit ring might even approach a thousand years!"

Cang Heng said, word by word.

He didn't say anything more, but the meaning behind his words was self-evident.

Lu Ze raised an eyebrow upon hearing this. The first soul ring was nearly a thousand years old, which made him think of a certain Soul King with four yellow and one purple rings.

Oh dear.

"Okay! Okay!"

Cang Heng burst into laughter again, this time filled with uncontrollable elation and relief.

He truly hadn't expected that the disciple he'd impulsively taken in, with his unique martial soul, would turn out to be an all-rounder!

"Let's go!" Cang Heng grabbed Lu Ze's hand. "Such talent cannot be wasted for even a second! Your master will take you to choose your first soul spirit now!"

His palms were broad and warm, full of strength.

Being led by the hand of a titled Douluo, Lu Ze felt his feet were floating.

He was pulled by Cang Heng and quickly walked out of the mental strength testing room, heading deeper into the Spirit Pagoda, towards that mysterious place that determines the fate of a Soul Master.

The place where souls choose.