manynovel Chapter 3 Digimon
Chapter 3 Digimon
The children present were so frightened by the scene that they burst into tears. Grandpa George had to comfort them one by one and check if they were injured. The roof was filled with smoke, making it impossible to see what was happening inside. However, judging from the sound of the explosion, it was all bark and no bite.
Xiao Yan frowned. He hadn't expected his martial soul to cause such a commotion. Fortunately, no one was injured. He couldn't help but worry that if his martial soul were a spirit beast that existed on a certain continent, would the Spirit Hall treat it as an oddity?
After all, everyone is only afraid of what they don't know.
"Ahem!"
A cough came from the smoke. He waved his hand to disperse the smoke. Fortunately, he noticed the egg's temperature rising and immediately used his first and second soul skills to easily neutralize the impact of the egg. Now, when he looked at the ground, the egg had cracked in two, and inside, a fluffy, black little beast was curled up inside eating the eggshell.
Xiao Yan also saw the black ball of fur, which was soft and muddy, covered with dense downy hair. Even though he had searched through all the Douluo Continent stories he had read before, he never thought that any soul beast looked like this.
"I didn't expect it to be a separated martial soul. You, try to make it attack me." Su Yuntao said to Xiao Yan beside him, his previous dejected attitude changed, and his eyes gleamed with excitement.
Could it be that by helping these children awaken their martial souls on this trip, I might discover another innate full-strength battle spirit master?
"Ah... okay!"
Xiao Yan cautiously approached the little beast. Sensing his presence, it affectionately rubbed against him and let out a burp.
"Master, I'm starting!"
Su Yuntao assumed a fighting stance. Normally, there was no need to test the combat power of someone who had just awakened their martial soul. Without the support of a spirit ring, they wouldn't be able to cause much trouble. However, the commotion when Xiao Yan's martial soul broke out of its shell had piqued Su Yuntao's interest. He didn't want to test the opponent's martial soul's attack power, but rather to see the opponent's attack methods. After all, he had seen a detached beast martial soul before.
That person is utterly useless in terms of combat skills as a Soul Master.
Sensing Xiao Yan's intentions, the black furball took to the air and rushed towards Su Yuntao. Su Yuntao bared his fangs and excitedly prepared to block.
But the next moment, Xiao Yan's martial soul attack method made everyone present laugh. The black fur ball opened its small mouth and actually blew bubbles at the battle soul master in front of it.
Su Yuntao shook his head helplessly as he felt the bubbles dissipate the moment they touched his body.
He withdrew his own martial spirit, even though the bubbles from the opponent's martial spirit continued to attack him, it only made him feel a little itchy.
"A useless martial soul, just a useless martial soul. It's a pity to waste such innate full soul power. Let it all dissipate."
"Master, this child has full soul power, and he doesn't have a food-type martial soul yet. He can definitely be nurtured."
Grandpa George, unwilling to give up, approached Su Yuntao.
"His attack method is nothing more than spitting bubbles. He got the soul ring, but even though he spews a lot of big bubbles, it's not as lethal as someone farting... Moreover, this child's martial soul seems to be quite strange. Once he activates his martial soul, he can't take it back. That means he's constantly consuming his soul power. In the future, what he cultivates will only be used to nourish this martial soul, and there's no room for improvement at all."
Su Yuntao didn't look at Xiao Yan again. He pushed the little boy with level 2 soul power who had been waiting for him on the side. He really shouldn't have had too high expectations for a useless martial soul.
"Xiao Yan, it's alright. Wang San went to the Spirit Hall to study with Master Su Yuntao. Our village hasn't produced a Spirit Master for several years. There just happens to be a work-study spot at the Notting City Junior Spirit Master Academy, so I'll give it to you. Grandpa believes that as long as you work hard, you can definitely cultivate to the level of Master Su Yuntao."
"Thank you, Grandpa George. I will try my best."
Don't curse me, Grandpa George. If I were to transmigrate here just to reach level 26, I might as well just smash my head against a block of tofu and die.
"Alright, Xiao Yan, it's getting late, go back and rest early."
As dusk fell, the children and elderly who had initially gathered to watch the commotion dispersed and went home.
Xiao Yan knew Su Yuntao's limited vision, otherwise he wouldn't have let Tang San go. But as he said, if his martial soul's only attack method was bubbles, then with his talent, who would hunt for spirit rings for him? Martial soul is only one aspect of the problem; how to grow is the most important thing.
Even if it's a useless martial soul, with my understanding of the Douluo Continent, I'm sure I can cultivate it to a level that ordinary people can't reach.
Sensing its master's emotions, the little black beast breathed on Su Yuntao as he left. Xiao Yan squatted down and hugged it in his arms.
"Hey, hey, stop wandering around."
The little beast, which Xiao Yan held in his arms, kept squeezing and trying to break free of his embrace. Xiao Yan simply let go and watched it jump back into its original eggshell.
"Oh, it's because you're hungry again."
Xiao Yan thought it was planning to eat its own shell again. Many oviparous creatures obtain their nutrients by incubating their own eggs.
However, the black furball just jumped around inside the shell, looking rather anxious.
"You want to call me over?"
That's true. Everyone has gone back for dinner. Even if we want to repair this collapsed tile-roofed house, it won't be until dawn tomorrow. We'll see if the blacksmith uncle down the mountain is willing to lend a hand. Right now, I'm the only one left here with my martial spirit.
Xiao Yan stepped forward and squatted down. The little ball immediately jumped out of its eggshell, gesturing for him to look inside.
Upon seeing this, Xiao Yan's eyes lit up.
"That's it, that's it! I knew this egg looked familiar. I should have known! You're Blackballmon!"
He happily lifted the black ball beast up and tossed it back and forth several times, then held the square-shaped object inside the eggshell in his hand.
It was something shaped like a button. It wasn't that the technology of Douluo Continent couldn't create such a thing, but Xiao Yan, as a transmigrator, knew very well what it was.
"That's it, the Digimon Machine. I knew it! I've already transmigrated here, how could I possibly be given a useless martial soul?"
The black ball beast was already perched on Xiao Yan's head, clearly intending to build a nest there.
If being able to travel into a novel and seize the protagonist's opportunities is the fantasy of every ox or horse...
Owning a Digimon and your own Digimon is every child's dream.
The moment he came into contact with the Digimon, all the information about his soul beast was transmitted to Xiao Yan.
Digimon: Blackballmon
[Slime-type Digimon, Baby Stage I]
[Unable to fight, intimidates enemies by spitting out bubbles]
"Your childhood is fine, no need to be too harsh. Once you reach your ultimate form, won't you be able to easily crush those Title Douluos?"