Douluo: Lucky Star lost 700 games in a row at the beginning, and the harvest

"Hello, Master. I am the spirit of the Holy Redemption Hand Cannon."

"???"

After listening to these words, Zhu Rong's mind was full of questions.

This is what the consciousness that "connected" with his brain said after the hand cannon turned into "starlight" and entered his right hand.

As if knowing what Zhu Rong was thinking, the spirit of the weapon kept conveying some information.

"Hello, Master. As a quasi-divine artifact, Holy Redemption has its own spirit."

"Only when the master is recognized by the weapon spirit, the Holy Glory Redemption will merge with the master. Before the fusion, the Holy Glory Redemption can only exert the power of the third level at most..."

"The predecessor of Holy Glory Redemption was a million-year-old soul bone. After being transformed by a god-level soul master, it eventually became the Holy Glory Redemption Hand Cannon..."

"Master, the divine and fire attributes in your body are stronger than those of the angels! It would be amazing to merge with you. Maybe I can even evolve into a super artifact."

"The Holy Glory Redemption Hand Cannon has a total of four soul skills, which were reserved when it was a soul bone..."

After listening to the words of the spirit of the weapon, Zhu Rong roughly understood what was going on.

It was the spirit of the weapon redeemed by Shengyao that chose to merge with him, which is why it absorbed his soul power and forcibly "turned on".

The form of fusion is no different from the fusion of soul bones. At this moment, Zhu Rong is equivalent to fusing a million-year-old right arm soul bone, but it does not increase soul power.

In addition to being able to adjust and release the "Redemption" cannon, the fused Holy Glory Redemption can also provide the fused person with four soul bone skills!

This is what it retained from its million-year-old soul bone.

Without the blessing of divine power, Holy Redemption is a quasi-artifact. However, once it is blessed by divine power, it can instantly turn into an artifact.

With the constant nurturing of the sacred and blazing fire attributes, the Holy Glory Redemption has a chance to evolve into a super artifact. Once fully charged, it can kill a first-level god with one shot and severely damage the super artifact of the God King...

"Are you the reason for the demise of the Soul Guidance Civilization?"

After hearing Shengyao's words of redemption, Zhurong couldn't help but complain.

This hand cannon is so powerful, it’s unreasonably powerful!

No wonder the gods can't sit still and want to destroy the soul-guided civilization.

"Master, you are wrong."

"?"

"Yes. The demise of the Soul Guidance Civilization was not just because of me. I was just the fuse that triggered their final action..."

"It's a pity that the master's divine power had not yet completely transformed. Otherwise, with my ability, I would have been able to kill another god..."

"???"

Zhu Rong was stunned. From the tone of this spirit, he knew that it had successfully killed a god!

There was more than one god who attacked the soul guide civilization.

The previous owner of the Holy Redemption Hand Cannon was a god who was transforming his divine power!

That is, the kind that has just become a god and has not yet completely converted its soul power into divine power.

At this moment, the weak, pitiful, and somewhat helpless voice of the weapon spirit reached Zhu Rong's mind:

"Master, um... I have a request..."

"You said that we are one now, we prosper together and suffer together..."

Although he was forced to do so, Zhu Rong didn't think too much about it since things had come to this point.

Zhu Rong also wanted to know what request the spirit of Shengyao Redemption, who had killed a god, would make.

"I need the master's soul power to nourish and recharge. Only in this way, when the master is in danger, even if it is a god, I can fight you..."

Chapter 17 Do you think I am just kidding?

Zhu Rong regretted it. He really regretted agreeing to "Qilin" to absorb soul power!

"Qilin" is the name Zhu Rong gave to the spirit of the Holy Glory Redemption Weapon, which means a sharpshooter who never misses a shot.

"Qilin, you didn't say you would only leave me one layer of soul power!"

The next morning, Zhu Rong roared at Qilin with tears in his eyes.

After hearing Zhu Rong's roar, Qi Lin said disapprovingly:

"Master, you are just leaving your soul power with me now. When you are in danger, these soul powers will be your chance to turn the tables!"

"What you said makes a lot of sense. I'm speechless..."

Zhu Rong's mouth twitched, he was powerless to refute.

With his soul power three times that of an ordinary level 10 soul warrior, it was simply wishful thinking to fill Qilin with energy...

If it doesn’t work once, try ten times, a hundred times, a thousand times…

Even if Zhu Rong doesn't upgrade and stays at level ten forever, after waiting for a few decades, it should be no problem to kill Qian Daoliu with one shot.

The premise is that Qian Daoliu doesn't run away...

Even if you don't use your soul power, it will still be there.

It exists in Qilin's place, and I cultivate and replenish myself, and my soul power continues to exist in Qilin's place...

This cycle continues, and the soul power increases...

"My dear grandson, what's wrong with you?"

When Old Jack saw Zhu Rong's extremely upset look, he didn't know what to say for a moment.

But as a grandfather, I cannot lack the necessary care.

"Little Zhurong, you are still young, so don't become a craftsman!"

"Grandpa thinks Xiaohua is pretty good. Why don't I go talk to Xiaohua's parents and arrange a marriage for you..."

"When you grow up a little, you can get married..."

"You can't do something harmful to your health now!"

Speaking of this, Old Jack felt heartbroken, fearing that his beloved grandson would go down a path of no return!

"..."

Zhu Rong's mouth twitched, and he suddenly didn't know how to respond to Old Jack's words.

To say "I don't have it", at a young age, I understand what old Jack is saying, and even if I don't have it, it becomes something. Yellow mud falls off the crotch...

To say “I won’t do it again”… isn’t that just admitting one’s guilt?

"Qilin"!

Zhu Rong closed his eyes in pain. He was too ashamed to face anyone! Social death...

If Qilin hadn't "kept" too much of his soul power, he wouldn't have been so weak!

Qilin had drained more than 90% of his soul power, leaving only less than a layer for Zhu Rong.

It's hard not to be misunderstood this early in the morning...

After a soul master has consumed a large amount of soul power, isn't the state he exhibits "weak" and "powerless"?

"Grandpa, do you think I'm just kidding?"

Of course, Zhu Rong didn't say this to Old Jack. He just said that there was no need to look for Xiaohua's parents because they were too young.

After breakfast, Zhu Rong left home. There was no place for him in this family anymore. It was too social...

Especially the way old Jack looked at him, which was strange but also showed concern, and he was afraid that he would become a craftsman...

"I, Zhu Rong, will die. I will never become a craftsman if I die outside!"

Zhu Rong walked aimlessly on the road of Shenghun Village. Some villagers passing by greeted him enthusiastically.

The news that Zhu Rong possessed innate full soul power and a mutated sword martial soul had already spread yesterday.

Although the villagers don’t understand what this kind of talent means, if the young village chief can become a soul master, it should bring some different changes to the village!

"I haven't used the Lucky Star bond for two days. Who should I look for to get the bond rewards?"

Zhu Rong scratched his head and thought.

After successfully harvesting the vegetables, he hadn't bothered Tang San for two days. Tang San should be very happy now, no one disturbed him from practicing...

Thinking that Tang San should be very happy now, Zhu Rong curled his lips, and without thinking too much, he walked straight towards the small hill where Tang San was practicing.

Although he only has one level of soul power now, with the characteristics of the "normal attack" of the Judgment God Kyle, he will not be beaten, and it is more than enough to cause trouble for Tang San!

On the top of the mountain, Tang San sat cross-legged, unaware that a crisis was approaching.

"Whoo~"

Tang San slowly exhaled a breath of foul air, then opened his eyes and muttered to himself:

"In another half a year, I should be able to cultivate the Xuantian Gong to perfection in the first level, which is what this world calls the tenth level of soul power."

“The Purple Demon Pupil will soon enter the first level, the subtle realm. By then, no one of my peers will be my opponent.”

"Compared to the innate full soul power... innate full soul power!"

When Tang San thought about the innate full soul power, his eyes became extremely fierce.

If Zhu Rong hadn't come to interfere with his practice every day, his innate soul power wouldn't have been fixed at level eight!

There is a huge difference between level eight talent and level ten talent.

"Zhu Rong, you have..."

Tang San was about to say that Zhu Rong had a way to seek death, but before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by a voice from the side.

"Tang San, I didn't expect that you would be thinking about me after I haven't come here to see you for two days!"

Zhu Rong's words were like devilish sound piercing his ears, constantly stimulating Tang San!

Tang San's eyes instantly turned red, veins popped out on his forehead, and his hands unconsciously clenched tightly, his nails digging into his palms.

It was him. If it weren't for him, I would definitely have full innate soul power! And I have full innate soul power with two martial souls!

But my father said that the man in front of him was their blood relative! A blood relative within three generations!