Douluo Continent: Becoming a God of Magic Starting with Your Martial Soul

Almost as soon as Lu Yi had the idea of ​​taking off, a strong lift came from the flying broom under his feet, lifting his body off the ground and soaring into the air.

Lu Yi quickly gripped the broom handle tightly with both hands, and only after regaining his balance did he shift his attention to the scenery below.

This was the first time in over a year that Lu Yi had experienced the feeling of taking off on a broomstick.

To avoid attracting too much attention, he summoned his wand, cast the Disillusionment Charm, and merged himself with the sky.

At this moment, a light rain began to fall, but Lu Yi's mood was brighter than ever before.

After a brief performance test, Lu Yi had a better understanding of the flying broom he had created.

The panel's rating of it as poorly made is certainly justified.

In terms of speed, handling, and comfort, the broom I made myself is not even as good as the old-fashioned ones used in Hogwarts' flying class.

Its only advantage is that it's quite sturdy.

How sturdy is it?

At least it didn't fall apart.

After flying around, Lu Yi's previous guess was confirmed: the broom did not consume soul power, which undoubtedly made Lu Yi overjoyed.

However, it's not practical to use it for long-term flight because it consumes the durability of your buttocks.

Just as Lu Yi was about to fly back to his dormitory to add another cushion spell, an old voice suddenly entered his mind.

"Child, this is such a wonderful invention. May I also take a look?"

Lu Yi quickly stopped in mid-air, looking around but seeing no one.

But the voice sounded very familiar, and it seemed unlikely to be anyone other than Moon.

As I pondered, the voice rang out again: "Come to the pavilion on the island, I will be waiting for you here."

Having said all that, Lu Yi had no choice but to comply, and immediately maneuvered his broom to fly over the Sea God Lake.

As Poseidon Island gradually came into view through the rain, Lu Yi also saw the small pavilion beside the lake.

Carefully maneuvering the broom to a stop, Lu Yi landed on the ground, removed the illusion spell from his body, and walked towards the old man on the reclining chair under the pavilion.

Before he could even bow, Mu En's calm voice came, but he still had his back to Lu Yi.

"Compared to when you first entered school, your progress is truly remarkable. What grade are you in now?"

Mu En's concern about his cultivation progress surprised Lu Yi.

However, after thinking about the relationship between Zhang Lexuan, Beibei, and Mu En, it seems quite logical.

Lu Yi respectfully replied, "Senior, I am currently at level 28 and not far from level 29."

"Hmm, not bad!"

Moon nodded slightly, turned the recliner around to reveal his aged yet gentle face.

Surprisingly, he did not notice any surprise on Lu Yi's face.

Seeing this, Moon couldn't help but speak, his tone tinged with doubt: "You don't seem surprised to see this old codger like me?"

So even someone who's been a strong person their whole life still likes to show off in public when they get old?

The thought crossed Lu Yi's mind, but he reacted quickly, pretending to be stunned and not replying, his expression frozen, giving Mu En enough emotional value.

"Okay, stop pretending!"

Despite his words, Mu En did not express any blame; he simply found Lu Yi increasingly interesting.

Having lived for two hundred years, how could he not tell whether a person's emotions were genuine or not, even though Lu Yi had acted very convincingly?

"Senior, you truly have discerning eyes." Lu Yi's words were full of emotion. "Actually, the first time I met you, I sensed that you must be a master who has returned to simplicity and truth."

"This is the first time in all my years that I've been praised like this by a little kid."

Moon smiled, his wrinkled face making it impossible to distinguish which lines were eyes: "You possess a temperament and...wisdom that ordinary people don't have."

Such praise from Moon speaks volumes about Lu Yi's exceptional qualities.

Lu Yi listened quietly without saying anything.

"Forgive me for being able to talk to you like this with my old bones. The hidden injuries I sustained in my youth now leave me only able to lean on this recliner every day."

With a hunched back, Mu En slowly propped himself up from the recliner and finally got to the point: "You're the first first-year student to fly to Seagod Island without relying on your Martial Soul. Could you lend me what you have in your hand for a look?"

Lu Yi did not refuse and offered the broom in his hand.

Moon took the broom that was handed to him and carefully examined it. Although he could detect a very faint trace of soul power on the broom, it did not seem to be the power that was driving the broom.

After examining it for a long time, Moon still couldn't see anything wrong.

But he already had a premonition that this thing was anything but ordinary, because it was completely different from the soul tools he knew.

"Lu Yi, forgive my poor eyesight, but could you tell me what this is?"

At this moment, Moon looked like an ordinary old scholar, without any airs of superiority, and he was even willing to ask questions when he didn't understand something.

"As you can see, it's a broom!"

As they were talking, Lu Yi noticed that Mu En looked at him as if to say, "Are you kidding me?" and then added, "Flying broom."

"Since it's a flying object, why make it look like a broom instead of a glider or wings like flying soul tools?"

Moon asked, somewhat puzzled, "What's the significance of this?"

"Well--"

Lu Yi also wanted to know the answer to this question, and could only reply dryly, "In fact, it can be made into any shape. I think the reason for choosing the broom shape is because of tradition."

Upon hearing this, Moon nodded slightly, no longer dwelling on its shape, and instead asked, "Then what kind of force propels it to fly?"

"A sense of faith."

This time, Lu Yi answered very decisively: "If you believe that you can fly if you ride it, then it will fly."

This was a bit strange, but Moon didn't doubt it: "Doesn't it require soul power?"

"No need!" Lu Yi shook his head.

These three short words were like a thunderclap, and even Mu En, who was used to seeing the world, was excited for the first time in a long time.

Is this really true?

In the Douluo Continent, whether they are Soul Masters or ordinary people, they all have an innate desire to fly.

Even among powerful Soul Masters, only a few Martial Souls possess the noble ability to fly, allowing them to fly briefly without the need for Soul Rings.

Other Soul Masters can only fly when their cultivation reaches at least the Soul Saint level.

In this day and age, with the assistance of flying soul tools, the threshold for soul masters to fly has been lowered to the Soul Master level.

Although Moon does not study soul tools, it does not mean that he does not understand them.

This Limit Douluo, who possesses the most powerful martial soul, has been supporting the development of Shrek Academy's soul guidance system ever since his private visit to the Sun Moon Empire, precisely because he witnessed the power of soul guidance devices.

If the ugly broom that Lu Yi displayed today is truly as he claims, requiring no soul power, then it would be a revolutionary invention.

Given Moon's decisive style, he no longer concealed his identity.

"Beibei is my great-grandson, and Lexuan is also my disciple. My name is Mu En, and I am the master of the Sea God Pavilion, with the title of Dragon God."

Seeing that Mu En was serious, Lu Yi bowed respectfully.

Mu En waved his hand, dismissing Lu Yi's formalities.

"If I seal the flow of your soul power, can you still control it to fly? What about someone else?"

"I should be fine," Lu Yi said confidently. "As for the others, I can't guarantee anything."

Mu En was not disappointed upon hearing this; instead, he looked intently at Lu Yi.

"If this flying broom can enable others to fly, I, as your elder and also as the head of the Sea God Pavilion, hereby make you a promise: you can name any condition that I can approve. What do you say?"