"Goudan 'er, he's … he's the old man you saved from the water three days ago!"
The villagers' gazes landed on Chu Bei, their faces full of shock and disbelief. They were unable to connect the youth in front of them with the old man who looked like he was about to enter the ground three days ago.
Tang San also stared blankly at Chu Bei. No wonder he was able to identify his Torrential Pear Blossom Hidden Weapon Technique.
[Host activates Level 2 Agency Authority.]
[Limit: 100 people.]
[The signatory will receive a Rank 12 Soul Gift Pack.]
[The signatory's cultivation is above Rank 12. The Soul Gift Pack will be converted into a Soul Master Pill.]
[The signatory's cultivation is below Rank 12. His Soul Power will rise to Rank 12 and he will receive a hundred year Soul Ring from the gift pack.]
At this moment, a series of system notifications rang out.
Chu Bei was stunned, and information about the Level 2 Agency flowed into his mind.
After sorting out the information about the Level 2 Agency, Chu Bei's gaze swept across the villagers, and he had a new idea.
At this moment, the villagers who sensed Chu Bei's gaze came forward one after another, trying to greet Chu Bei.
After a short while, Chu Bei was surrounded by people.
"Everyone, let's disperse for today. At this time tomorrow, each household will send a representative to gather here. I will give them an opportunity. "Looking at the enthusiastic villagers around him, Chu Bei smiled.
"Opportunity?!"
"Thank you, sir!"
Hearing Chu Bei's words, the villagers looked at each other, their faces full of joy and excitement.
Obviously, in their eyes, this so-called opportunity was related to becoming a Soul Master.
After all, Goudan 'er's achievements were all because of this person.
After that, the villagers greeted Chu Bei with incomparable politeness, excitedly discussing as they left together.
"Tang San, do you still want to run this time? Do you want to consider being my Level 1 Agency and help me build a business empire on this continent? "Chu Bei walked in front of Tang San with a smile on his face.
"Why did you choose me?" Meeting Chu Bei's gaze, Tang San was still vigilant.
"I only choose the fated ones."
Chu Bei smiled and pointed at Oscar, Dai Mubai, and the other two behind him. "Not only you, they were also chosen by me."
After that, Chu Bei looked at Wang Fan. "And you."
"Thank you, grandpa!"
Unlike Chu Bei, Wang Fan was thrilled when he learned that Chu Bei had chosen him.
"Little Fan, call me boss from now on." Chu Bei found it hard to get used to being called grandpa.
"Thank you, boss!" Wang Fan corrected himself.
Looking at Wang Fan, who was shouting wildly beside him, Tang San fell silent and hesitated.
Noticing that Tang San was already tempted, Chu Bei waved his sleeve and an ancient and heavy book floated in front of Tang San.
"All Heavens Concealed Weapons Manual?"
Looking at the eye-catching words on the cover of the book, Tang San stretched out his hand out of curiosity.
However, after flipping through a few pages of the Concealed Weapons Manual, Tang San's expression froze.
In fact, the astonishment in his eyes was even greater than when he saw Wang Fan's Martial Spirit earlier!
This was a Concealed Weapons Manual, which had a detailed description of the production of each concealed weapon.
However, after flipping through two pages, Tang San saw the names that he couldn't be more familiar with in his previous life.
Peacock Plume, Yama's Invitation, Torrential Pear Blossom Needles, Bodhi Blood, Guanyin's Tears, Buddha's Fury Tang Lotus …
These Tang Sect's top concealed weapons could actually be found in this Concealed Weapons Manual. Moreover, they seemed to have been strengthened. Some of the original flaws had been fixed. It was simply perfect!
In addition, there were some Supreme Concealed Weapons that he had never heard of before that were ranked above these concealed weapons!
After a long time.
Tang San carefully closed the Concealed Weapons Manual and took a deep breath.
Then, he looked straight at Chu Bei with a serious expression.
"I know what you're thinking now. You just want to build a new Tang Sect."
Chu Bei saw through Tang San with a single glance. The corners of his mouth curled into a smile. "However, this hidden weapon manual is not enough. You still need to have sufficient strength."
"Coincidentally, I can give you strength. However, the prerequisite is that you have to become my first level agent."
"I'm willing to be your first level agent."
Just as Chu Bei finished speaking, Tang San opened his mouth and said each word clearly.
At the same time, he held the Concealed Weapons Manual with both hands. With this Concealed Weapons Manual, he was confident that he could create a Tang Sect that would far surpass his previous life.
"You've made the right choice."
Chu Bei patted Tang San's shoulder with gratification. After saying that, he pointed at Tang San's forehead and poured the information about the first level agent into his mind.
After a few seconds, Tang San put on the agent ring.
[Host has successfully signed a contract with the first level agent, Tang San.]
[Battle Through the Heavens cultivation conversion is accelerating.]
[Progress 42%.]
[Progress 43%.]
[Progress 44%.]
… …
The moment Tang San dripped his blood on the ring, the system sound rang.
Perhaps it was because he was the main character, but compared to signing a contract with Dai Mubai and the others, signing a contract with Tang San's cultivation conversion was much faster. It directly went from 41% to 56%.
As for his soul power, it also jumped from a Level 52 Soul King to a Level 68 Soul Emperor.
"Boss, we're just blacksmiths. We don't have much money."
After understanding the benefits of a first level agent, Tang San raised his eyes and looked at Chu Bei with an awkward expression.
"Little San, I'll pay for the money you need to spend in the early stages!" Dai Mubai walked forward and patted Tang San's shoulder generously.
"Then give him 50,000 soul coins first."
After looking at Dai Mubai, Chu Bei waved his hand and a red pill appeared in front of Tang San.
"This is?"
When Tang San received the soul coin that Dai Mubai had given him, the red pill automatically fell into his palm as soon as he spent it.
"As long as you eat this pill, you can immediately awaken your martial soul. You don't need to wait until you're six years old."
Ning Rongrong recognized the red pill at a glance. She had awakened after eating this red pill.
After hearing that, Tang San looked at Ning Rongrong and carefully threw the red pill into his mouth.
After the red pill entered his mouth, Tang San seemed to feel something strange in his body and subconsciously raised his right hand.
Specks of blue light converged on his palm, and at the same time, soul power undulations surfaced from Tang San's body.
"Ten … Rank 10!"
"No wonder boss didn't give you that blue pill. So you have Innate Full Soul Power!"
Sensing Tang San's soul power fluctuations, Dai Mubai and Ning Rongrong cried out in surprise.
Xiao Wu and Oscar's expressions changed as well.
In the next moment, Dai Mubai, Ning Rongrong and the other two locked their gazes on Tang San's palm with anticipation.
Obviously, they were very curious about Tang San's martial soul with Innate Full Soul Power.
Gradually, more and more blue light spots appeared on Tang San's palm until they evolved into a light blue grass.
"This, this is Blue Silver Grass?"
"How can this be! He obviously has Innate Full Soul Power. Why is his martial soul Blue Silver Grass? "
"There must be something wrong somewhere! He's the person chosen by boss. He shouldn't have such a trash martial soul. "
… …
When they saw the grass martial soul condensed in Tang San's right palm, Ning Rongrong, Dai Mubai, Oscar and Xiao Wu looked at each other in dismay.
Blue Silver Grass could be seen everywhere. It had no offensive or defensive power and could be said to be the most useless martial soul!
They couldn't believe that the person chosen by boss with Innate Full Soul Power would have Blue Silver Grass as his martial soul.
Hearing the voices of Dai Mubai and the others, Tang San looked at the Blue Silver Grass martial soul in his right palm. He clenched his left hand and was about to raise it, but then he put it down again.
"Boss, I want to ask, can a person only have one martial soul?" Tang San suddenly asked with his left hand behind his back and raised his head to look at Chu Bei.
"Of course. Have you seen anyone with a second martial soul? You only have one chance. Although you have Innate Full Soul Power, your martial soul is Blue Silver Grass. Your future path will be very difficult. "
Without waiting for Chu Bei to speak, Ning Rongrong took the initiative to speak to Tang San.
"Got it."
Tang San looked at Ning Rongrong and didn't say anything else.
"Rongrong, on what basis are you so sure that a person can't have two martial souls at the same time?" Chu Bei's gaze fell on Ning Rongrong as he asked indifferently.
"My father told me. Moreover, in our sect, I've never heard of anyone with two martial souls." Ning Rongrong raised her head and replied to Chu Bei.
"Although there are few cases of twin martial souls, it doesn't mean that it doesn't exist. In the past hundred years, the Martial Spirit Palace has produced a person with twin martial souls. Today, this person is standing at the peak of the continent. "Chu Bei's voice was calm.
"Boss, from what you're saying, could it be that Tang San … he has twin martial souls?" Oscar and Dai Mubai reacted and guessed.
"Little San, extend your left hand and show it to them." Chu Bei's gaze returned to Tang San.
"En."
Tang San hesitated for a moment and softly replied.
Then, Tang San slowly raised his left hand like he did with his right hand.
This time, there was no longer a blue light in the center of his palm. A faint black light condensed and took shape, and a strange object appeared in his palm.
This was a completely black hammer. The handle of the hammer was about half a foot long, and the head of the hammer was cylindrical. It looked like a miniature casting hammer.
However, on the surface of the hammer, there was a special light. On the cylindrical head of the hammer, there was a faint pattern.
When this hammer appeared in Tang San's left palm, the surrounding air seemed to become somewhat oppressive.
As for Tang San, his legs were in a horse stance. It seemed that he used a lot of strength to lift this completely black hammer.
"There really is a second martial soul!"
"And it's a tool martial soul, a hammer!"
"But this hammer looks very strange!"
… …
Seeing the second martial soul light up in Tang San's left palm, Ning Rongrong, Oscar, Dai Mubai, and Xiao Wu's faces were filled with astonishment.
"Boss, have you seen this hammer before? Does it have a name? "Tang San pointed at the faint pattern on the head of the hammer and asked curiously.
"You'll know in the future." Chu Bei purposely left some suspense.
After saying that, Chu Bei's gaze swept across Dai Mubai, Ning Rongrong, and Oscar, and said, "Remember, there is no such thing as a trash martial soul in this world. Even if it's just Bluesilver Grass, if used properly, it can become a terrifying killing weapon!"
"Thank you for your guidance, boss!"
Dai Mubai, Oscar, and Ning Rongrong's expressions were serious as they nodded at the same time.
"You guys go play too."
Chu Bei waved Dai Mubai and the others away.
— —
Two hours later.
Tang San returned to the blacksmith's forge.
"You won?"
Tang San had just entered the house when a middle-aged man, who was smelling of alcohol, glanced at Tang San and lazily asked.
"I lost." Tang San replied.
"You lost to Goudan?"
The middle-aged man put down the hammer in his hand, and a trace of astonishment appeared in his eyes.
Although his son had not awakened his martial soul, he had been smithing with him since he was young. Furthermore, his physique was naturally better than ordinary people. In his opinion, his son could even fight against an adult man.
Because of this, the other party lost to Goudan, which was why he was so puzzled.
"Goudan broke through. He became a Spirit Master." Tang San continued.
The middle-aged man's face was even more shocked. "How did his soul ring come about?"
"Dad, my martial soul awakened." Tang San said the main point.
"Awakening is awakening. I'm asking you about Goudan's martial soul … What? Your martial soul awakened! "
As the middle-aged man spoke, his pupils suddenly constricted. "You're not even six years old yet. How did your martial soul awaken?!"
Tang San was not in a hurry to answer the middle-aged man's question. Instead, he spread out his hands at the same time. A blue dot converged on his right hand, and a black light surged on his left hand.
In a moment, the Bluesilver Grass in his right hand and the Clear Sky Hammer in his left. Two martial souls were formed.
"This … Could it be that it was fated … Bluesilver Grass … is the same as hers …"
Tang Hao stared blankly at the two martial souls that Tang San had summoned. He was absent-minded for a moment, and no one knew what he was muttering.
"Dad, what's wrong?"
Looking at the absent-minded Tang Hao, Tang San hurriedly opened his mouth to ask. There was some worry in his eyes.
Ever since he was born, he had never seen his father's expression so wonderful. All kinds of complicated emotions constantly intertwined and changed.
"Tell me! Why was your martial soul awakened! "
Suddenly, Tang Hao seemed to have thought of something. His two eyes stared straight at Tang San, his gaze carrying a questioning look.
Meeting Tang Hao's gaze, Tang San inexplicably felt a little absent-minded.
In that instant, he felt as if his father had changed into a different person. Especially that dispirited feeling that he gave others, it was completely gone.
Tang San organized his thoughts and recounted the details of what had happened to Chu Bei. Of course, he still chose to hide the matter regarding the Tang Sect in his previous life.
"Who would have thought that such an existence would actually come to the Holy Spirit Village."
After hearing Tang San's words, the middle-aged man looked outside the door, squinted his eyes and muttered to himself.
"Dad, what did you just say? I didn't hear it clearly. "Tang San said.
"Go back to your room."
The middle-aged man waved his hand at Tang San, turned around and walked into his room.
— —
Night fell. The moon was dark and the wind was strong.
A black shadow flew out from the blacksmith's forge.
The middle-aged man was still wearing his tattered robes, but his originally dull and dim eyes had become clear.
Compared to the day, the middle-aged man's entire aura had changed.
In just a few seconds, the middle-aged man had already arrived at the location of Wang Fan's house.
"Who are you?"
The middle-aged man leaned against the wall. A vigorous and powerful voice penetrated the wall.
"Tang Hao, how have you been hiding here all these years?"
Following the light and airy voice, Chu Bei's figure appeared in front of the middle-aged man.
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