Douluo Continent: From Rusty Spear to Emperor-Slaying Spear

Chapter 2 Martial Soul Planning, A New Cultivation Path

Jiang Ping glanced at the somewhat disappointed Ji Wuming and said happily, "Child, since the spear-wielding martial spirit can possess soul power, it proves that this martial spirit is not weak..."

After saying these words, he sighed inwardly. In some ways, this broken spear was even inferior to himself, a second-level innate seahorse soul master.

However, Ji Wuming is still a child, and I shouldn't undermine his confidence.

Immediately, Jiang Ping squatted down, placed his hands on Ji Wuming's shoulders, and said sincerely,

"Child, would you like to join the Spirit Hall? There you will find the best Spirit Master education, and we can teach you how to cultivate your Spirit."

The children standing around who couldn't become Soul Masters looked on with envy 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 casually offered a reason to refuse the Spirit Hall's offer. Although the Spirit Hall was offering free assistance to commoners in awakening their spirits, a truly benevolent act, the fact that he only possessed level three innate spirit power remained unchanged.

Even if I went to the Spirit Hall, I wouldn't be given important responsibilities in the short term. If I could acquire a spirit ring, it would be at most a random hundred-year-old spirit ring, which wouldn't be of much help.

Rather than that, it would be better to go to a junior soul master academy, where at least most soul masters have innate soul power below level five, and you would be able to receive some attention.

Seeing that Ji Wuming's mind was made up—ultimately, his martial soul quality was too poor, and his innate soul power was also low—Jiang Ping stopped trying to persuade him.

"Alright then, come find me at the Spirit Hall branch in Hanhai City whenever you've figured things out. The Spirit Hall's doors are always open for you."

Afterwards, Jiang Ping wrote a martial soul certificate for Ji Wuming and handed it to him, instructing him,

"Take this Martial Soul Certificate and report to the Elementary Soul Master Academy in Hanhai City in three months."

"Thank you, Soul Master!"

Ji Wuming bowed deeply to Jiang Ping. As the gate opened, the long-waiting village chief stepped forward and eagerly inquired, "Soul Master, are there any children from our village who have become Soul Masters this year?"

"Alas! Old man, this child has innate soul power at level three. If he cultivates properly, he can become a Soul Venerable."

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

"Xiao Ji, you haven't..."

Before the village chief could finish speaking, Ji Wuming had already run more than 300 meters back home. He quickly loaded the two boxes of crafted weapons onto a truck loaded with fruits and vegetables and headed towards Hanhai City.

"Rusty Spear, Level 3 Innate Soul Power!" Sitting in the car, Ji Wuming looked at the rusty spear he had summoned, which had a handle nine feet long and a blade nine inches long, about two and a half meters long, and fell into deep thought.

On the continent, martial souls are distinguished by their innate soul power level. His Broken Spear martial soul only has level three soul power, which means it belongs to the low-level martial soul category. Apart from its rusty appearance, it can be said to be useless.

Thinking of this, Ji Wuming gripped the spear tightly with both hands and snapped it open with force.

"boom--"

The rusted spear snapped in two, and he fell into a daze.

After recovering, Ji Wuming stroked his chin, becoming even more certain of the characteristics of the martial soul. Because the spear shaft had so many holes, it was very likely to break when swung, making it extremely difficult to use for assassination.

Suddenly, a thought flashed through his mind.

"Oh! Right, how come I didn't think of that sword fanatic who was from the same clan as me ten thousand years later!"

Ji Wuming immediately clapped his hands in delight. Ten thousand years later, Ji Juechen's martial soul awakened from a piece of extraterrestrial meteorite iron. In some ways, his martial soul was even inferior to his own broken spear. If Ji Juechen could cultivate it to become a Title Douluo, why couldn't he?

Furthermore, he is a skilled blacksmith, and he can experiment with altering the characteristics of a martial soul. Perhaps in the future, he can create an alternative path for other soul masters with low innate soul power.

However, on the other hand, in this era when the Pope was still Qian Xunji, the immortal herbs in the Yin-Yang Well were still worth trying to acquire. The only question is whether Dugu Bo has discovered that treasure trove.

Even if he occupies a treasure land, it doesn't matter. As long as the poison is cured, obtaining the immortal herbs won't be a big problem. As for the soul rings to be obtained in the future, that's not urgent. Right now, Ji Juechen's theory of martial soul evolution is what I need to figure out the most.

Ji Wuming put away the rusty spear spirit that had broken in two, his eyes becoming extremely determined.

"Strive to break through to level ten in soul power within four years!"

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An hour later, Ji Wuming arrived safely outside Xu's blacksmith shop in Hanhai City.

"Uncle Xu, here are ten large machetes and twenty fine iron swords. They are made from the fine iron you provided, as per your requirements, and are of guaranteed quality and quantity," Ji Wuming said, pointing to the two large boxes.

Xu the blacksmith picked up a few swords and tested them. After confirming there were no problems, he happily had the shop assistant carry them inside, and then took a money pouch from his waist.

"Xiao Ji, the quality of the ironware you forge is excellent. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would have thought you had mastered the Haotian Secret Technique: Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique."

"What do you mean? I'm not from the Haotian Sect, how could I possibly know that kind of blacksmithing technique?"

Ji Wuming scratched his head. He was happy to be praised. The Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique, when applied to blacksmithing, was only a slightly more refined continuous forging technique. Could it compare to the Longquan Forging Technique, which he had practiced diligently for nearly 20 years and which had been passed down from his tenth ancestor?

The blacksmith Xu looked at the boy who was his sworn brother and became more and more satisfied.

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

"Uncle Xu, the village chief is still waiting for me to return. I will definitely pay him a visit another day." Ji Wuming waved goodbye to Xu the blacksmith.

Walking down the street, Ji Wuming kept a close eye on the three gold soul coins in his pocket to prevent them from being stolen.

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As he passed by the Spirit Hall branch in the city, he saw that the entire branch was under strict security, with several powerful Spirit Masters guarding the entrance, as if something major had happened.

Ji Wuming walked into a hotel, sat down, ordered a couple of dishes of stir-fried krill meat aged 20 years, and started eating.

All I could hear was a portly, well-dressed businessman who had traveled all over the country, talking incessantly.

"Did you know that just a month ago, Pope Qian Xunji of the Spirit Hall announced his abdication, and that his personal disciple, the Holy Maiden of the Spirit Hall, Bibi Dong, would succeed him as Pope?"

This weighty topic immediately attracted the attention of many guests, who had already heard about the news but were extremely curious about the story behind it.

"The Spirit Hall enjoys a great reputation on the continent. With the new empress ascending the throne, who on the continent doesn't know it? But Qian Xunji is in the prime of his life, so why did he suddenly announce his abdication?"

A man with a weathered face expressed his bewilderment at Qian Xunji's sudden abdication.

Ji Wuming, who was eating his food, was also very interested and listened attentively. The characters they were talking about were none other than the story of the Tang brothers' battle against Qian Xunji!

As the chosen one of destiny in the history of the mainland, Tang San, the disgusting man, was also born during this period. In that case, I am about 6 years older than him, which means that I only have a maximum of 6 years of advantageous development period.

At this moment, the merchant spoke again.

"It's said that Tang Hao, one of the Twin Stars of Haotian, stole something from the Spirit Hall and was pursued by Pope Qian Xunji. Then, Tang Hao apparently broke through to the Title Douluo level mid-battle and nearly killed Qian Xunji! That's why..."

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

"Do you think the stolen item might be the Saintess's first kiss, or something she did while flirting with the child of some Title Douluo?"

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

However, since the Spirit Hall intended to suppress this true news, Ji Wuming naturally wouldn't reveal it, preferring to avoid trouble.

Today's harvest in the city was already quite good. After eating and paying three silver soul coins, he went to the pharmacy to buy some herbs. With one hour left before dark, he hurriedly returned to the village.

(End of this chapter)