The previous speculations about Martial Souls were indeed correct.
Ultimately, in this world, a Martial Soul is equivalent to an extension of the body.
Only by deeply understanding the Martial Soul can one make the most correct judgment; otherwise, going down the wrong path will essentially render the Martial Soul useless!
Didn't you see Tang San using Blue Silver Grass as a vine in the original story?
The strengths of Blue Silver Grass were completely discarded.
Instead, the most vulnerable aspects—toughness and toxins—were chosen.
Isn't that absurd?
Instead of strengthening what already exists, creating something that didn't exist and then forcibly cultivating
it is as ridiculous as a mage focusing entirely on strength or a warrior focusing entirely on spirit.
Yun Feng felt the changes within himself and stood up.
He moved his body slightly, and a series of cracking sounds immediately came from within.
"Crack—creak—"
That was the sound of bones.
Yun Feng looked at his palms, feeling the power coming from his limbs.
Although it wasn't much, Yun Feng could clearly feel his physical body improving.
His soul power also increased slightly.
A glimmer of light appeared in Yun Feng's eyes; his speculations were indeed correct.
Martial Soul development should always precede acquiring Soul Rings.
The advantage of Blue Silver Grass lies in its readily available, simulated environment.
There's no need to deliberately create such a cultivation environment.
However, Yun Feng now felt his body had reached saturation.
He couldn't absorb any more.
His meridians were throbbing with pain.
Moreover, his Martial Soul possessed a devouring characteristic.
"Let's see the changes in my Martial Soul."
Thinking this, Yun Feng summoned his Martial Soul again.
The red Blue Silver Grass instantly appeared in his palm. Its appearance was unchanged, except the crimson color of its leaves had deepened considerably.
The branches, compared to their previous curvature, were longer and more resilient, and the leaves were covered with small bumps and barbs.
Looking at his Martial Soul, Yun Feng felt increasingly surreal.
"Why does it look so evil?"
For some reason, Yun Feng thought of the tentacles in the picture books he had seen in his previous life.
His Martial Soul now resembled them.
"Devouring, life—that's the direction of his martial soul development. He can increase his foundation with his innate level one soul power through the opportunities at the Blue Silver Emperor and the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well."
"However, choosing the right type of soul beast becomes a problem."
Yun Feng still hoped that his first soul ring would be one that could assist his cultivation and strengthen his martial soul's characteristics.
After all, slow cultivation speed was a problem.
He had to solve this first.
While Yun Feng was pondering this, several more days passed.
Soon, it was time for the Notting City Primary Soul Master Academy to open.
In the morning, as the sun rose over Flower Village, Yun Feng and Locke, carrying large and small bags, sat on a cart and set off for Notting City.
They bid farewell to the villagers of Flower Village along the way, carrying their sincere wishes as they departed.
During these past few days, Yun Feng had been experimenting with his martial soul.
He discovered that he could absorb the life force of any living being, plant, or animal, not just Blue Silver Grass.
The process was extremely slow,
and he couldn't absorb too much,
otherwise his body couldn't withstand it.
The amount absorbed was linked to the strength of his physical body.
Thinking about this, Yun Feng was starting to desire Yu Xiaogang's medicinal bath method.
That way, he could absorb the nutrients more freely.
However, he was just starting out; everything was still just a thought, far from being realized.
But Locke had brought Yun Feng some good news in the past few days.
The Spirit Hall was willing to accept Yun Feng, though currently it was only nominal.
He would officially become a member of the Spirit Hall once he became a Spirit Master.
However, his benefits would continue as before; he wouldn't be denied subsidies just because he was only nominally a member.
This slightly swelled Yun Feng's pockets. Combined with the five gold spirit coins given to him by Grandpa Locke, he had a total of seven.
The purchasing power of one gold spirit coin was enough for an ordinary person to live on for a month.
It's easy to imagine how important seven gold spirit coins were as start-up capital for Yun Feng right now.
He didn't have the shamelessness or connections of Tang San and Yu Xiaogang.
Yu Xiaogang not only freeloaded at the Notting Junior Spirit Master Academy, but also brought Tang San along,
doing nothing himself.
He even claimed that only geniuses deserved his teaching.
It was utterly disgusting.
After Tang San and Yu Xiaogang became successful, they never bothered to help those who had previously shown him so much kindness.
However, Yun Feng didn't want to confront Tang San on his trip to the Notting Junior Spirit Master Academy.
He currently had no power to resist.
Just the sight of Tang San's hidden weapons sent a chill down Yun Feng's spine.
Of course, becoming those so-called 'friends' wouldn't be bad either.
That way, he could stab them in the back. It's common sense that
fellow countrymen stab each other in the back. Yun Feng naturally understood this. Flower Village wasn't far from Notting City; they arrived quickly by cart. Although Notting City wasn't a large city, its walls were quite thick due to its proximity to the Heaven Dou Empire's border. Yun Feng and Locke underwent inspection like any other passersby before entering Notting City. It's worth mentioning that the guards in Notting City recognized Locke, greeted him with a smile, and then looked at Yun Feng beside Locke. "Old Locke, is this your grandson?" Locke happily replied, "Yes, my grandson! I'm just about to send him to the academy!" As Locke said this, his hunched back straightened slightly. The guard glanced at Yun Feng, his eyes filled with envy. "That's great! My son hasn't awakened his talent yet, and I didn't know what to do!" Seeing the guard's worried expression, Locke didn't continue. Continuing the conversation would only be hurtful, and completely unnecessary. The Notting Junior Soul Master Academy was located in the west of Notting City. Locke skillfully led Yun Feng to the academy. Even before they got close, they could see a tall archway in the distance. The archway was twenty meters wide and over ten meters high, constructed entirely of solid rock. Below were two iron gates, dark and black; Yun Feng could immediately tell they were made of high-quality refined iron. Through the iron gates, they could see a winding path leading directly inside, flanked by tall trees. In the center of the archway were four large characters: "Notting Academy." Just from the academy's gate, one could see how important the Soul Master profession was in the Douluo Continent, and this was only a junior Soul Master academy. A hint of fervor flashed in Yun Feng's eyes. Just as Yun Feng was observing, three people were standing at the academy gate. An old man, a young man, and a man in academy uniform held a certificate from the Spirit Hall, their faces full of disdain. They said sarcastically, "Can a golden phoenix emerge from a grassy hut? Someone from a small village possessing spirit power? The academy hasn't had any work-study students for quite some time. You guys aren't imposters, are you?" (End of Chapter)