manynovel Chapter 60 Martial Soul Second Awakening
Chapter 60 Martial Soul Second Awakening
Chapter 60 Second Awakening of Martial Soul
"What's suitable is the best," Lin Feng said frankly, having considered things carefully. He didn't want to owe too many favors, and like he had at Shrek Academy, he maintained a certain degree of initiative and distance. "I happen to have a 100,000-year-old scorching glue here. My original martial soul is fire-type, so using it to temper my body and unleash my potential might be a better fit than the immortal herb from my sect."
"Oh? Ten thousand years of blazing glue?" Upon hearing this, Poison Immortal's eyes flashed with surprise. He then stroked his chin thoughtfully. "Hmm, that makes sense. They share the same attributes and complement each other, so the effect is indeed better. Alright, it's your choice. Use your own portion of the blazing glue. I'll save the immortal herb from the sect for you. You'll find it useful someday."
"Also, Sect Master, does the sect possess any top-tier pill or medicine formulas? I've recently become quite interested in alchemy and would like to delve into it," Lin Feng asked casually.
"You've come to the right person. Our Body Sect is an expert in body tempering, strengthening the body, and consolidating the foundation. We have countless formulas accumulated by our ancestors throughout the ages."
As he spoke, without any hesitation, he turned around and walked to a heavy stone cabinet. With a wave of his hand, his soul power surged, and he directly pulled out a heavy metal file box, which he placed in front of Lin Feng with a few clangs.
"It's all here, from Foundation Establishment to Soul Tempering, from Healing to Breaking Through Realms, enough for you to study for three to five years. Take a look, and if there's anything you don't understand, feel free to ask me, or you can ask that girl Vina; she's quite accomplished in this area." Poison Undying pointed to the dossier, his tone magnanimous. "Whatever prescription you fancy, whatever herbs you need, just say the word. You can take as many herbs as you like from the storeroom. You are the future of my Body Sect; these resources are prepared for you."
"The future? Sect Master, you flatter me too much." Lin Feng was slightly taken aback, somewhat surprised. "Within the sect—there should be senior brothers and sisters with higher talent and deeper cultivation than me, right?"
"No." Poison Undying shook his head, his smile fading, his gaze becoming deep and serious. "Since the founding of the Body Sect, apart from myself and my long-deceased elder brother—you are the third person to possess a Body Martial Soul."
He emphasized the word "body".
"Throughout the history of our sect, my elder brother and I are the upper limit of those who possess the Body Spirit, but we both stopped at the level of 98 Super Douluo." Du Busi's voice became steady, and his gaze fell on Lin Feng as if it were a physical object, with heavy and burning expectations. "You possess twin spirits, and I see in you the possibility of the Body Sect producing its first Limit Douluo."
"I understand, I will." Lin Feng met his gaze, nodded solemnly, and gave a weighty reply in a short sentence.
"Hmm." Poison Immortal seemed satisfied with the seriousness in his eyes, waved his hand, and his expression brightened again. "It's getting late, you should go back and rest. If you have any questions in the future, feel free to ask me. Take all these prescriptions back with you and take your time to look at them."
"Thank you, Sect Master." Lin Feng said no more and bowed.
He walked to the heavy metal case boxes, channeled his soul power, and steadily lifted them. The cases were heavier than he had imagined, as if they carried the profound heritage accumulated by the Body Sect over thousands of years.
Leaving the poisonous cave, I walked along the quiet stone corridor back to my own simple but well-equipped dwelling.
Lin Feng gently placed the iron box beside the stone table and began studying the prescription, marking the start of his first lesson in this Body Sect.
Five days later.
In the early morning, before the mist had dissipated, the huge council square of the Body Sect, which was carved from a single piece of mountain rock, was already bustling with people.
The rough stone steps and platforms were covered with all sorts of people, some standing and some sitting. At a glance, there were over a hundred people.
They were of different ages and had different auras. Some were as sharp and strong as eagles, while others were as calm and composed as mountains. But without exception, they all exuded the soul power fluctuations of strong people, and even the weakest of them had the cultivation of a Soul Venerable.
The most terrifying thing was that there were more than a dozen figures whose auras were as obscure as an abyss, making them unfathomable. They were all titled Douluo without a doubt.
This number of titled Douluos is enough to dominate the continent.
All eyes were now focused on the specially cleared open space in the center of the square.
The imposing figure of Du Busi stood in the center of the open space. Today, he was not wearing his usual clothes, but had changed into a dark blue robe embroidered with ancient cloud patterns, which, while still not concealing his bold and unrestrained demeanor, added a touch of solemnity.
Before him, Lin Feng sat quietly cross-legged, his eyes slightly closed, adjusting his breathing, his expression calm.
Beside it stood an ancient three-legged medicine cauldron, about the height of two people, with flames rising beneath it and medicinal liquid churning like lava inside.
A pure, powerful, and unique medicinal fragrance, imbued with the vibrant energy of life, wafted over.
It was a body-tempering liquid made primarily from the 100,000-year-old flaming glue, supplemented with various rare medicinal herbs, and personally refined by Poison Immortal over several days.
The entire square was silent, save for the whistling of the mountain wind through the crevices of the rocks and the faint sound of boiling from the medicine cauldron.
All members of the Body Sect know that today, Poison Undying will personally preside over the crucial "Second Awakening of Martial Soul" ceremony for his newly joined junior brother, whose talent is rumored to be extraordinary.
Curiosity, scrutiny, anticipation, and even a hint of subtle competition flowed in the silent exchange of glances.
Poison Immortal surveyed the crowd, his voice booming like a bell, echoing across the plaza and drowning out the wind: "I have gathered you all here today to witness one thing. My Body Sect will gain another disciple undergoing a second awakening!"
"Lin Feng possesses a solid foundation and exceptional talent. Today, we will use our sect's secret technique as a bridge to help him unlock his potential and complete the second awakening of his martial soul!"
After speaking, he said no more, his eyes suddenly becoming incredibly sharp. He spread his right hand, pointing it at the medicine cauldron, and dark green light pulsed from his palm.
Instantly, the viscous, golden-red liquid inside the cauldron seemed to be seized by an invisible hand, transforming into a condensed pillar of crimson-gold light that rose from the mouth of the cauldron without dissipating, directly enveloping the seated Lin Feng!
"boom--!"
The intensely hot medicinal power, like millions of red-hot needles, instantly pierced into the pores of Lin Feng's body.
His body shuddered violently. Even though he was prepared, the veins on his forehead bulged instantly, and the cold sweat that had just seeped out evaporated immediately. His skin turned crimson at a visible speed, as if it were about to burst into flames.
A few suppressed gasps could be faintly heard from around the plaza. Clearly, this body tempering technique, with 100,000-year-old scorching glue as its main ingredient, was far more domineering than usual.
Poison Undying remained expressionless. The dark green light around him intensified, faintly resonating with the crimson-gold pillar of light enveloping the forest peak.
The air began to vibrate, and an indescribable, heavy pressure, seemingly originating from the depths of life itself, slowly spread out from the center of the square.
Lin Feng gritted his teeth, guiding the violent and intense medicinal power, following the secret path taught to him beforehand, rushing towards his limbs and bones, surging into the depths of his martial soul's origin.
He could feel his dormant martial spirit and the Fire Dragon King's torso bones beginning to tremble violently under the impact of this power and the pull of that ancient secret technique, as if some instinct dormant for countless years was about to awaken—
As Lin Feng's body began to emit an increasingly dazzling golden light, an indescribable, heavy pressure spread out like ripples—
All the members of the Body Sect who were watching around the square unconsciously held their breath.
"This aura—could it be another Gold-level aura?"
"Gold-level? Since Senior Brother Long, how many years has it been since the sect produced one?"
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