Douluo: I am the true master

At this time, as Ye Wen left, his friends who came with him to awaken their martial spirits also gave their blessings and left together.

But people only ignored Tang San, the so-called genius with innate full soul power, which shows how unpopular Tang San is.

Tang San didn't care about this and even wanted to laugh.

They are just a group of people who curry favor with the powerful. People are selfish and it has been like this since ancient times. He just needs to do his best.

He even turned a blind eye to the pity on Old Jack's face. In Tang San's view, as someone who inherited the Tang Sect's legacy, he would surely reach the top of the world as long as he made steady progress.

Compared to these unimportant things, he wanted to know more about soul masters. He felt that the reason why he was stuck at the first level of Xuantian Gong was because of soul masters!

But unfortunately, Old Jack is not a soul master. Although he can read, his knowledge is very limited. Otherwise, he would not be so poor and have to wear patched clothes. In the future, he would become a tool for Tang San to kill the guard.

After Old Jack had no answers to several questions, a hint of annoyance flashed across Tang San's eyes. This country bumpkin was really useless.

But the dim-eyed old Jack did not notice anything unusual about Tang San, and he said kindly at this time.

"Come on, Grandpa will take you home and discuss with your father about letting you go to the academy."

Tang San's expression relaxed when he heard that Tang Hao was involved. In his opinion, his old father was the most important after all.

Ye Wen had no interest in the matter of the ungrateful person at this time. He returned home and told his parents the good news. Then, amid his parents' surprised cheers, the whole family started to prepare a banquet.

Although he only had half the innate soul power, in this world where there was a huge difference between having soul power and not having soul power, for their small country family, it was already a cause for great joy.

After all the commotion, Ye Wen didn't have time to think carefully about the problem of his martial soul until he fell asleep at night.

Ye Wen's father Ye Qing's martial soul is a piece of bluestone, and his mother Wen Nuan's martial soul is water. Both are dead objects and have no accompanying soul power.

Summoning his martial soul once again, Ye Wen looked at the martial soul in front of him that was jumping flexibly and like a slime, and fell into deep thought.

The mutation of martial souls also has to follow basic rules.

Perhaps it was a mutation of attributes, or perhaps a mutation of bloodline, but as far as Ye Wen knew, there was absolutely no example in which both parents had martial souls similar to those of dead things, but they gave birth to a martial soul like his that was like a living summoned creature.

"So what are you?" Ye Wen muttered to himself, staring at his own martial soul.

For some reason, although the slime in front of him had no eyes, Ye Wen always felt that it was looking at him, and then jumped on him while he was in a trance.

Feeling the connection derived from blood, Ye Wen temporarily put aside the doubts in his heart and embraced Wuhun in his arms.

"No matter what, as long as you are the martial spirit that accompanies me throughout my life, that's all."

Feeling the warmth and coolness in his arms, Ye Wen, who had been busy all day, gradually fell into a deep sleep.

When Ye Wen woke up the next day, he felt the familiar touch in his arms. He was startled at first, and then he hugged the slime tightly in a daze.

He stayed in bed for a while, and when Ye Wen finished washing up and woke up completely, he was confused.

"Strange, according to Su Yuntao, when a person's consciousness can no longer remain awake, won't the martial soul automatically dissipate? But why is my martial soul still there early the next morning?"

Ye Wen lowered his head and looked at the slime.

As Ye Wen's mind moved, the slime disappeared, and the familiar feeling reappeared. After a night of releasing his martial soul, Ye Wen's soul power was not only not consumed, but even expanded to twice the level when he just awakened his martial soul.

"I have broken through to level one!?"

Ye Wen thought with astonishment.

Because of uncertainty, Ye Wen kept repeating the experiment of summoning slimes for a long time and then releasing them for the next few days.

Finally, Ye Wen came to the conclusion that his martial soul was definitely not as simple as it appeared on the surface. His hidden talent was probably enough to rival or even surpass Yu Xiaogang's martial soul, which had the appearance of a pig but was essentially the martial soul of the Holy Dragon of Light.

Because of his martial soul's talent, Ye Wen has now reached the first Kun level of soul power. However, as long as Ye Wen does not actively display it and the lazy Tang Hao does not use his mental power to detect it, no one will be able to discover Ye Wen's strange breakthrough speed.

During this period, Ye Wen felt that as a part of himself, it was not okay to be called a trash name like Slime all day long. He had to think of a decent name, so that this martial soul that should shine in the future would not lose its class.

"So what should it be called?"

Just as Ye Wen was thinking hard, suddenly an idea flashed in his mind and a name came to his mind.

"Nana."

After saying this name, Ye Wen's expression was extremely strange, because this name did not match his own martial soul at all, and it could even be said that it had nothing to do with it, but why did he associate it with such a name?

At this moment, an inexplicable feeling of familiarity and strangeness once again surged into Ye Wen's heart.

However, Ye Wen pondered for a long time and still could not understand where this inexplicable feeling came from, and finally turned his attention to his martial soul.

"You're influencing me, right? You're the one influencing me! So, you who look like a genderless slime are actually a girl?

It's really interesting. I never thought that as a boy, my martial soul is a girl. I really want to see what you will look like when you awaken to your true form in the future."

Ye Wen was skeptical at first, but then he confirmed his thoughts. After all, as a mentally normal man, it was impossible for him to take a feminine name inexplicably. The only possibility was that the mysterious martial spirit influenced him.

However, if my martial soul can turn into a beautiful lady in the future, that would be...

At this point, Ye Wen’s martial soul was named Nana.

And now Ye Wen has to face another problem.

Should I be a self-funded student or a work-study student?

Although Ye Wen's family can only be considered a well-off family now, they can still allow Ye Wen to be a self-funded student. The advantage of being a self-funded student is that you don't have to squeeze into a large dormitory with a bunch of people, and you don't have to do odd jobs to earn a living, so you have more time to practice and study.

But Ye Wen knew that once Tang San entered school, the rogue rabbit would also come.

This rogue rabbit is only in the first year, but he is already a soul master with one soul ring. This is a dimensionality reduction attack for this junior college in a remote place.

If Ye Wen remembered correctly, not long after, the self-funded student and the part-time student started fighting. Because of the presence of Xiao Wu and Tang San, the self-funded student was defeated miserably in the end.

Not only can we no longer bully the working students, but we also have to clean for them. It is really hard.