Chapter 3 Going Home
After Yun Mu, Tang Wulin, and Tang Ziran returned home, Lang Yue poked her head out of the kitchen and said with a smile, "Sons, you're back. Are you hungry? Mom has made you something to eat."
Tang Wulin was a little disappointed, but he still smiled and said, "Mom, I'm hungry."
When Yun Mu heard Tang Wulin say this, he nodded in agreement. Although he was eager to see what Tang Wulin's second martial soul was, eating was still the most important thing.
It has to be said that at this point, their family was far from short of money. With the status of two level 4 mecha designers, they could be considered wealthy people in this small city of Aolai. For example, although they were still eating four dishes and a soup, every dish contained soul beast meat.
"Come on, let's eat." Lang Yue brought out the last dish from the kitchen and said with a smile, "So, what kind of martial soul did you awaken? Judging from your expression, you should all have soul power?"
"Both are good. Xiao Yunmu's sword has the life attribute and is born with full soul power, while Wu Lin's is the Blue Silver King and is also born with level six soul power." Tang Ziran said happily, "I'll take Xiao Yunmu to buy soul spirits tomorrow."
Yunmu and his family quickly finished their dinner.
Yun Mu and Tang Wulin returned to their room with great enthusiasm and went to sense each other's martial souls.
Strangely enough, Tang Wulin fell asleep shortly after getting into bed.
Yun Mu also took the opportunity to observe his second martial soul, but when he released it, he felt a sense of helplessness. Why was it the Tree of Destruction?!
Is this a joke? Is it a way of hoping he'll move on to abstract art in the future?
However, as Yu Xiaogang, who cursed himself twice, said: "There are no useless martial souls, only useless soul masters."
With his status as the son of a god-king and his parents' two divine positions, he is guaranteed to become a god-king.
As he was thinking, he suddenly felt sleepy and fell asleep.
In the middle of the night, Tang Wulin's body was the first to change, with golden patterns slowly spreading all over his body.
Tang Wulin subconsciously leaned against Yun Mu, perhaps because Tang Wulin's aura stimulated Yun Mu's martial soul.
Two beams of light rose from Yun Mu's left and right sides respectively, and the life sword, as green as jade and glass, and the ancient tree, as purple as crystal, floated in mid-air beside the bed.
Suddenly, the green light faded from the Sword of Life, and the purple darkness dissipated from the Tree of Destruction, converging together.
Two terrifying crystal cores hovered above Yun Mu's body. Within the emerald green crystal core, countless tiny tendrils seemed to be slowly unfurling, each leaf seemingly imbued with the ultimate life force. Within the deep purple crystal core, lightning seemed to be constantly flashing, as if it could destroy everything at any moment.
The green and purple light not only did not conflict but also constantly merged and intertwined, forming a faint, colorful silver light between them. The martial spirit also seemed to be undergoing a strange change, with both the sword body and the tree body turning silver, one exuding murderous intent and the other gentle and inclusive, a unity of opposites.
The silver light spread evenly throughout the bedroom. Tang Wulin hummed a few times, seemingly feeling much more comfortable.
Meanwhile, Old Tang inside Tang Wulin's body was quite unhappy.
He sensed an irresistible force within the surging silver light, like chains binding him while simultaneously reinforcing the Golden Dragon King's seal.
After reaching his limit, Old Tang quickly used his rare superhuman strength to break through the not-so-sturdy silver chains.
"What is that?" Old Tang cursed as he poked out a faint figure, but unfortunately, he had only peeked out halfway and hadn't even had time to see what was happening outside.
The life and destruction crystal cores, which had been slowly shifting, suddenly began to rotate rapidly. A large surge of silver energy pushed Old Tang back down and, incidentally, bound the Golden Dragon King even tighter.
Old Tang's consciousness was tightly bound by silver chains, and he couldn't even move his eyes.
If Old Tang could hear his inner thoughts right now, he'd probably be swearing non-stop, repeating "the way to death" several times in one sentence.
However, that large amount of energy was also very beneficial to Tang Wulin, and it seemed that the genes hidden in Tang Wulin's body were activated.
A small, dark hammer appeared in Tang Wulin's left hand, and his innate level six soul power surged to full innate soul power in an instant.
When Yun Mu's martial soul saw that there was nothing to disturb it, it continued to operate slowly. Four crystal-clear purple soul rings, as clear as glass, slowly slipped onto two of the martial souls.
If Yun Mu were awake, he would probably complain that this was the same martial soul technique used by that cheat king Lan Xuanyu.
After everything was over, the two crystal cores quickly returned to their respective carriers, and the martial spirit returned to its original form.
In fact, these two forces had already reached the god level, and should have been sensed by the group of quasi-gods who were pursuing the god realm in an instant. However, apart from Yun Ming, who had begun to create his own godhood, and the Silver Dragon King who was taking human form, no one else noticed.
Even Tang Hao, who was about to become the master of the plane, did not notice, as if he deliberately gave the information to the Silver Dragon King and Yun Ming.
The next morning, Tang Wulin felt refreshed, as if his body was full of energy.
Yun Mu felt that his soul power seemed to have increased again, which was a bit strange. When he released his martial soul, he was surprised to find that he had soul rings.
No, when did he absorb it?
How could he not remember? Could it be from last night? His martial soul produced its own spirit ring?
What's even more outrageous is that he saw the Clear Sky Hammer that Tang Wulin had in his left hand. So what happened last night?
Tang Hao is here?
That shouldn't be the case.
He had no idea that his martial spirit had displayed its power last night, locking down Tang San's consciousness.
"Wu Lin, Yun Mu, come out for dinner," Tang Ziran said, knocking on the door.
"Right away, right away." Yun Mu and Tang Wulin quickly changed their clothes, then got up and went out.
Tang Ziran asked, "Why are you two taking so long to eat today? Aren't you usually the most enthusiastic eaters?"
Tang Wulin asked Tang Ziran with some curiosity, "Dad, are there martial souls that can be awakened later?"
"Why do you ask that?" Tang Ziran asked curiously.
Tang Wulin slowly extended his left hand, and a small, dark hammer appeared in his left hand.
Tang Ziran paused for a moment, holding a hammer in her left hand and Blue Silver Grass in her right.
Could this hammer be the Haotian Hammer?
Tang Ziran stood there for a long time, until Lang Yue nudged her and brought her back to her senses.
"Dad, it seems like my innate soul power has increased too," Tang Wulin said happily.
Lang Yue was stunned. Wasn't the awakening of a martial soul supposed to be fixed after the awakening? How could there be an extra martial soul with even longer innate soul power?
The next moment, Yun Mu deliberately released his own martial spirit to bring them to their senses, or perhaps to give them an even bigger shock.
(End of chapter)