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Chapter 3 An Unprecedented Wasted Martial Soul?

"Master Su Yuntao," Tang Mu called out to Su Yuntao as soon as he recovered, "Actually, my martial spirit has already awakened."

"What? You mean, your martial soul has awakened?" Su Yuntao turned around and looked at Tang Mu in surprise.

Tang Mu scratched his head, and said with some embarrassment: "Yes, my martial soul is a very small martial soul, but it is difficult to observe directly with the naked eye."

Seeing Tang Mu's clear gaze, Su Yuntao paused, and after thinking about it, it seemed possible that there was a martial soul before that was a thin thread, but it was hard to find.

But what's the difference? They're all waste martial souls.

"Okay, then do you want to test the innate soul power of Wuhun?"

"Yes." Tang Mu nodded vigorously.

After a while, Tang Mu put his right hand on the crystal ball, and the brilliant phantom light suddenly burst out, even the crystal ball vibrated slightly!
"How is it possible! It's innately full of soul power!!!"

Su Yuntao looked at the stunned Tang Mu in shock, obviously he didn't expect that he was born full of soul power.

"Son, tell me, what is your martial spirit?" Su Yuntao suddenly grabbed Tang Mu's shoulder, his face full of excitement.

"Cell..., my martial soul is a cell." Scratching his head, Tang Mu said helplessly, and he didn't understand at all that his martial soul was actually a cell.

"Cell? What is that? An unknown martial soul?"

Obviously, Su Yuntao doesn't know what a cell is, maybe this field hasn't been studied in this world, or it's because of the different names.

"Uh... probably can be regarded as a very small living body." Tang Mu didn't know how to explain to Su Yuntao that the knowledge of this world at this level is too little, and he has little contact with the knowledge system of this world. Not much.

"Life body? Is it powerful in attack? How about defense and speed?" Su Yuntao asked again.

Tang Mu was silent, because in terms of combat, his martial soul was almost completely devoid of attack power, defense power and agility.

In other words, his martial spirit might not be suitable for fighting.

Tang Mu shook his head, neither disappointed nor discouraged, and said calmly: "My martial soul is just a tiny living body. As far as it is concerned, it doesn't have any attack power, defense power, or speed."

"Is that so? I thought I could find a good seedling, but it doesn't seem to work."

Understanding Tang Mu's meaning, Su Yuntao's eyes were full of regret: "It's a pity that you are born with full soul power. If the martial soul can be better, maybe it will be different. Even an ordinary stick is better than a stick. OK now..."

The profession of soul master looks attractive, but it is always accompanied by danger and death. Every year, countless soul masters die from the competition between soul masters and the claws of soul beasts. This is the world of soul masters, and everything depends on strength.

After a while, Su Yuntao walked out of the room where the martial soul was awakened.

Outside the house, Old Eke had been waiting for a long time, but when he saw the group of children behind Su Yuntao, he roughly knew the result.

Old Eck sighed.

Looking at the disappointed eyes of those children, he thought of himself when he was a child.

At that time, he and Old Jack also fantasized about becoming soul masters, leaving the village together and going to the mainland.

However, when their martial souls awakened, everything became different, because their martial souls were all waste martial souls, waste martial souls without a trace of soul power.

Powerful martial souls are mostly possessed by nobles and sects, and those in these small places like them are all useless martial souls, and rarely have any soul power.

"Master Deacon, those children's martial souls?" Although he already knew the result of the awakening roughly, Old Eke still asked.

Su Yuntao sighed, and said: "Unfortunately, they are all useless martial souls, but there is one who is born with full soul power."

"Are they all useless martial souls? But I'm still lucky to be Deacon."

Old Eke looked at those lost children, but when he thought about it, he was taken aback for a moment, and then he suddenly raised his head to look at Su Yuntao, his eyes were full of doubts, "Is it because I am hallucinating? Abandoned Martial Soul? Or is it congenital?" Soul power?"

"Cough..." Su Yuntao coughed lightly, then paused, "It is true that there is a child whose martial soul has soul power, and it is innately full of soul power, but the martial soul is just too bad."

"The martial soul is poor, but with soul power, that is to say, you can also become a soul master!" Old Eke opened his mouth and said in a daze.

"Indeed, with innate full soul power, as long as you get a soul ring, you can become a soul master. Even if the martial soul has no combat power, it is still much better than having no soul power."

As soon as the words changed, Su Yuntao continued: "The holy soul village near you is better than you. It is also innately full of soul power, and the martial soul is blue silver grass. Although it is also a waste martial soul, it still has fighting power. .”

Speaking of this, Su Yuntao's tone was filled with regret, "But that child's martial soul is an unknown martial soul. Simply put, it is an unprecedented useless martial soul, a kind of useless than the blue silver grass. Martial spirits have no fighting power at all."

At this moment, Tang Mu, who was walking behind, slowly followed, and naturally heard the conversation of Old Eke and the others.

"Hehe, I believe you are a ghost! Only Su Yuntao can say that the Blue Silver Emperor and the twin martial souls are useless martial souls. Can there be useless martial souls with full innate soul power? It's just that the evaluation criteria are different!" Seeing Su Yuntao's evaluation, Tang Mu didn't take it seriously, and sneered in his heart.

Seeing Tang Mu approaching with a calm face, Old Eke was stunned, because the other children were full of depression, and they were doing well without crying, but Tang Mu acted as if nothing had happened.

Seeing Tang Mu, Su Yuntao sighed and shook his head.

"This is the child I told you about, but his martial soul... oh."

Back then when he awakened his martial soul, he was only at the second level. If he had innate full soul power, he would at least have a soul master now.

"I don't have much time, so I won't stay any longer. I hope the next village can have better spirits."

Leaving this sentence behind, Su Yuntao left Hunsheng Village and went to the next village.

"Xiao Mu, are you really full of soul power?" As soon as Su Yuntao left, Old Eke looked at Tang Mu with shock in his eyes.

"It's indeed me. Master Su said that although my martial soul is a useless martial soul, my soul power has tenth rank and I can become a soul master." Tang Mu said Su Yuntao's opinion without saying anything.

Old Eke looked at Tang Mu with approval and longing in his eyes, but after seeing the other children, he said to Tang Mu: "Xiao Mu, you should go back first, Grandpa Eke has other things to do."

"Well, I know about Grandpa." Knowing that Old Eke was going to send the other children back, Tang Mu sensiblely agreed.

Seeing Tang Mu leaving, Old Eke was happy, but also a little sad.

Tang Mu is the only child in the village who has soul power, and the only one who can become a soul master.

From the moment he awakened his soul power, he belonged to the outside world, not this small village.

Old Eck sighed softly, turned his head to appease the lost children.

……

"Although the martial soul has been awakened, what is the use of this martial soul?"

Feeling the abundant soul power in his body, Tang Mu couldn't help being curious and summoned his own martial soul.

Although he couldn't see it, Tang Mu could feel that a small cell was already clinging to his palm.

Feeling the strange power in his body, Tang Mu slowly injected his soul power into his martial soul. Feeling it, he found that his martial soul was slowly growing, as if it was constantly splitting!
"This……"

Ten minutes later, Tang Mu's soul power was exhausted.

At this moment, he was looking in shock at a finger-sized meat bun appearing on his hand!
That was his Martial Soul, after splitting, it turned from a cell into a mass of cell tissue!
Could this be the ability of my martial spirit, split?

But if this split continues, what will become of it?A monster of flesh and blood?

After imagining the picture, Tang Mu shook his head.

"Now that the spirit power has reached the tenth level, the most urgent thing is to obtain the spirit ring first."

Withdrawing the martial soul, Tang Mu sighed secretly. Although the martial soul may not be good at fighting, he still feels that there is still a lot of room for development.

Just like that sentence said, there is no useless martial soul in the world, only soul masters who are willing to be useless.

Moreover, this Martial Soul may be very convenient in micro-manipulation, and it may be able to solve the genetic mysteries of the Martial Soul, or even transplant and transform the Martial Soul.

(End of this chapter)