Chapter 10: The Root of Calamity, the Holy Spirit's Invitation
Innate Spirit Power above level 9, paired with one of the highest tier evil type Martial Souls, such talent would be considered top class even within the Holy Spirit Cult. Among the 12 Consecrated and the 8 Great Elders, most did not possess this level of natural gift.
Once such a person matured, even if he could not cross the threshold into Titled Douluo, reaching level 89 and becoming a top tier Spirit Douluo would be almost guaranteed on talent alone.
Forget the world of Evil Spirit Masters. Even across the entire Spirit Master world, this kind of talent was enough to be called truly outstanding.
For such a promising seedling, one with a clean background and exceptional Innate talent, even Zhang Peng could not help but feel a trace of appreciation.
Whenever a major calamity broke out, the Holy Spirit Cult paid extra attention, because it was often in such brutal environments that the most remarkable Spirit Master seedlings emerged.
Although Zhang Peng's current mission was not to search for geniuses, but to track traces of that Ancient Variant, talent of this level was enough for him to make an extra trip.
Faced with Chen Ming, who had just suffered disaster yet still possessed such extraordinary talent, Scorpion Tiger Douluo Zhang Peng was willing to show a degree of tolerance befitting a senior.
Chen Ming remained silent for a long time, thinking deeply, before finally speaking in a hoarse voice.
"Senior, I want to know... what exactly was the thing that caused all of this, the thing that destroyed my village and killed so many people?"
"Hm." Zhang Peng nodded. Not only did he show no impatience toward Chen Ming's question, he even revealed a trace of admiration.
"Do you know about the legendary Vicious Beast Spirit Beasts?"
Without waiting for Chen Ming to reply, Scorpion Tiger Douluo Zhang Peng continued speaking on his own. In his view, a child from a rural background who had only luckily awakened a Martial Soul naturally knew almost nothing about basic Spirit Master knowledge.
"Hidden within the swamps of this region was a 19,000 year Flood Dragon King. In the end, it passed through its 2nd Heavenly Tribulation and Incarnated into an Ancient Vicious Beast, the Fearsome Beast, Fei Yi."
"That kind of Ancient Variant is extremely rare even in the records of the Douluo Continent. The Fearsome Beast possesses multiple abilities, such as great drought, plague, and famine. Once it appears, it can also stimulate Locust Fish to transform into locusts and devour everything in sight."
"Even among the entire Spirit Beast race, that kind of Ancient Vicious Beast is extremely powerful. Supported by its formidable bloodline and Vicious Beast level strength, what it unleashes is pure destructive force."
"Ancient Variant, Fearsome Beast..." Chen Ming vaguely remembered seeing that name in the Classic of Mountains and Seas, but it had been too long ago. Since the Fearsome Beast was not some famous Divine Beast, he could only vaguely recall that it seemed to come from the Classic of Mountains and Seas.
It seemed to be... some ancient description related to locusts?
"There is a Spirit Master in Shrek Academy whose Martial Soul is similar to that Spirit Beast. So Shrek tried to help him obtain the Ancient Vicious Beast's Spirit Ring, or at the very least its Spirit Bone, in order to control that power. But because they misjudged the Spirit Beast's strength and its special nature, the Spirit Master who was supposed to absorb the Spirit Bone died, and the Shrek expert involved was also injured."
"And so, that Gluttonous Douluo disregarded everything and started acting recklessly..." Zhang Peng's tone carried a trace of mockery toward Xuan Zi's conduct, behavior unworthy of a level 98 Super Douluo.
"It's just that the Spirit Beast possessed an immortal ability. Even though it was heavily injured, it still managed to escape from the hands of that Gluttonous Douluo of Shrek Academy. Right now, many people are searching for the whereabouts of that heavily wounded Spirit Beast, and I am one of them."
Zhang Peng patted Chen Ming on the back. His Spirit Power moved like a tiny knife, effortlessly slicing open Chen Ming's skin and flesh to precisely extract the arrow lodged inside. After that, Zhang Peng took out a full jar of clean water and a large quantity of dried meat from his storage Spirit Tool and placed them in front of Chen Ming.
"You should restore your condition first, then come with me. I will take you to a place that can accept someone like you."
"Thank you, Senior. Chen Ming will never forget today's kindness. In the future, I will definitely repay this great favor, even if I have to bind my life to yours."
Looking at Zhang Peng, whose brows carried a trace of kindness, Chen Ming gave him a deep and solemn bow, then immediately began eating and drinking ravenously.
The hard chunks of dried meat felt as soft as meat floss in Chen Ming's mouth, while the icy water was sweeter than any nectar or ambrosia. Like a starving ghost reborn, Chen Ming swallowed this rare nourishment in huge gulps, finally allowing his stomach, which had never truly operated at full capacity, to function at its limit.
Zhang Peng was, after all, a Super Douluo, and the things he carried were naturally no ordinary items. Although the jar of clean water was indeed just water, every single piece of dried meat had been made from the flesh of Spirit Beasts more than 1,000 years old, mixed with medicinal ingredients.
Although it could not compare to fresh flesh and blood in terms of life force, it was still an incomparably precious tonic for the current Chen Ming.
As Chen Ming continued chewing and swallowing, the energy and medicinal power within the dried meat gradually activated. A scorching warm current surged up from his stomach and instinctively spread into every inch of his flesh and blood.
His exhausted body recovered, his damaged wounds fully mended, and every inch of his meridians and flesh greedily absorbed this rare energy like a shriveled sponge drinking in water.
As he continued eating, Chen Ming's physique grew even larger than before. His abdomen kept swelling outward.
If Chen Ming's physical shape after Martial Soul Possession had once been considered merely oval, then as he kept eating and drinking, his body was rapidly developing toward a perfect sphere.
For the characteristics of Chen Ming's Martial Soul, this sort of build was actually the sign of true health. His previous oval state had instead been a sign of weakness. The accumulation of large amounts of fat and energy would not negatively affect Chen Ming's body in the slightest. On the contrary, it would enhance every one of his attributes.
Looking at Chen Ming's appearance, like a giant belly carrying a body, Zhang Peng thought for a moment, then took out 2 more jars. One was labeled with the character for [Salt], and the other with the character for [Sugar].
Judging by the loosened seals and the spoons placed inside, these 2 seasoning jars were clearly ones Zhang Peng usually used himself.
As an experienced Spirit Master, Zhang Peng naturally knew that salt was a necessity for human survival, while sugar was also a source of rapid energy replenishment and a high quality resource that could be quickly absorbed.
Zhang Peng handed the 2 jars to Chen Ming, signaling for him to replenish his salt and sugar intake.
Chen Ming thanked Zhang Peng somewhat awkwardly, then quickly scooped 3 spoonfuls of salt into his mouth. After that, he grabbed the other spoon and began adding sugar to his mouth as well. After taking 3 spoonfuls of sugar, Chen Ming paused slightly, then seemed to remember something and poured 1 extra spoonful into his mouth.
Whether the sugar was 2 spoonfuls or 4 did not really matter, but 3 spoonfuls of sugar was probably best avoided.
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