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He slowly released his purest soul power, activated the Martial Soul Awakening Technique, and channeled his soul power from his fingertips into the six awakening stones.
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The Awakening Stone immediately shone with golden light, completely enveloping Dongfang Yao.
"Mmm," she couldn't help but utter a sound.
I felt a warm and powerful force flowing through my body, which was very comfortable.
But this comfort didn't last long.
It was quickly replaced by a strong impact and pain!
The golden light shield outside suddenly became extremely unstable, and the light inside flickered wildly, as if countless stardust were colliding violently!
An energy fluctuation far exceeding that of ordinary awakening swept out, causing Dongfang Jing's clothes to flutter wildly.
His pupils contracted slightly as he stared intently at the light shield.
This scene is clearly different from ordinary awakenings!
"Yao'er, calm your mind! Hold on!" Dongfang Jing immediately shouted in a deep voice, "Try to accept this power, don't resist it!"
Inside the light barrier, Dongfang Yao gritted her teeth, her small face showing a pained yet stubborn expression.
Following her brother's guidance, she stopped subconsciously resisting the strange, rampaging force within her body and instead tried to understand and guide it.
Gradually, the violent energy seemed to find an outlet.
It began to converge frantically towards her right palm!
The outline of a long sword suddenly materialized in her hand!
This sword has an ancient and slender design, but its blade is not made of ordinary iron. It looks as if it has cut a piece of the deep night sky.
On it, tiny specks of starlight flowed and faded on their own.
It seems to contain an endless galaxy, exuding a mysterious and powerful aura!
Looking intently into the Eastern Mirror—
This sword is of extremely high quality!
The light from the Awakening Stone completely faded, and the scene returned to tranquility.
The girl slowly opened her eyes, looking somewhat bewildered at the martial spirit in her hand.
Dongfang Jing smiled and handed the Soul Testing Ball to her: "Yao'er, put your hand on it."
Dongfang Yao subconsciously placed her small hand on the crystal ball.
In an instant——
The entire crystal ball burst forth with an incomparably dazzling blue light, its radiance flowing and instantly filling it!
"Congratulations, Yao'er, you have innate full soul power!"
"How...how could this be?!" Dongfang Yao was extremely shocked.
She had hoped to have some soul power, just enough to cultivate.
This innate full soul power was something she had never even dreamed of.
After a moment's thought, Dongfang Jing asked, "Yao'er, do you have any other sensations? For example, do you feel like you can enter a special space through some medium? Or... do you have a second martial soul?"
After carefully examining it, the girl shook her head firmly in denial: "No, brother, what is this?"
"If I'm not mistaken, your original martial spirit should have been an ordinary iron sword."
However, a martial soul mutation occurred, and it was a benign one! This resulted in the weapon with patterns resembling the Big Dipper carved on its surface.
“Star Sword!” Dongfang Yao murmured softly; this was the name of her martial spirit.
Seeing his younger sister trying to suppress her excitement, Dongfang Jing smiled with relief.
But in his heart he was thinking about this martial soul mutation. Perhaps it was related to the meteor shower that Yao'er had mentioned a few days ago, and then being hit by a meteor.
Then, the boy chuckled and shook his head.
There's no use thinking too much; there are plenty of strange things in this world.
He waved to his sister, who was excitedly flailing her sword in the distance, and said, "Yao'er, we should go back now."
"Hmm!" Dongfang Yao tried to use her mind to retrieve the Star Sword.
Her face still had a flush from exercising.
Dongfang Jing rubbed her head and said, "Since you have innate full soul power, you will also come to the Hall of Ten Thousand Mirrors to train your physical body these days. After a while, your brother will take you to obtain your first soul ring."
"Okay, I'll do whatever you say, brother!"
A week flies by.
This week,
Dongfang Jing began a grueling training session for Dongfang Yao in the Hall of Ten Thousand Mirrors.
Exercises like running with weights, push-ups, and squats under gravity conditions can help build physical strength.
Throwing shards of mirror at her within the repulsive force field allows them to practice her dodging and balance.
They must constantly resist the oppressive aura of the mirror blade consciousness within the hall.
Once we return to reality, we can't waste any more time.
Dongfang Yao heard from her brother that there is a kind of exercise called "yoga" that can help her stretch and relax, improve flexibility, improve breathing, and maintain metabolism.
These are not the most important things.
The little girl heard that doing yoga can help her get a great figure!
But in conclusion,
All training is for one goal—
Lay the most solid foundation so that you can absorb higher-age soul rings in the future.
Although Dongfang Yao had a better foundation than other children her age,
However, even such high-intensity training still caused her great suffering.
At the end of each day, I feel like a fish pulled out of the water.
But she gritted her teeth and endured it without uttering a sound.
But when the night is quiet, she still can't help but miss the brother who would gently stroke her hair.
How could Dongfang Jing not feel heartbroken?
But he also understands that he can't bring himself to give her a solid foundation right now.
In the future, when facing enemies, they will only be more ruthless towards her!
The final day of training has ended.
Before leaving the Hall of Ten Thousand Mirrors, Dongfang Jing confirmed again: "Yao'er, do you really not have any other abnormal sensations in your body? For example, do you sometimes see tiny cracks in your meridians and flesh, like in a mirror, and then repair themselves?"
Dongfang Yao's face fell, and she shook her head weakly: "Brother, this is the seventh time you've asked! Really, there isn't any!"
She couldn't understand why her brother would ask such a strange question.
Upon hearing this, Dongfang Jing understood.
It seems that the mirror-blade consciousness of the Hall of a Thousand Mirrors only has the effect of tempering the spirit and will of outsiders.
It will not trigger a physical transformation like his "Mirror Body Split Soul".
Leaving the Hall of a Thousand Mirrors,
The brother and sister began to pack their belongings.
"We'll buy the other essential supplies for the voyage once we get to Hanhai City," Dongfang Jing said, checking his meager luggage.
"Mm." Dongfang Yao nodded, her gaze sweeping over the little home where she and her brother had lived for two years with a hint of reluctance.
Every corner here is filled with warm memories.
She also felt a deep sense of reluctance to leave this peaceful and serene Baisha Village.
After getting ready, the two arrived at the old village chief's house.
"Boom boom boom!"
There was a knock on the door.
"Who is it?" the old village chief asked upon hearing the voice, then opened the door to look.
But there was no one outside the door, only a money bag on the ground.
The old man bent down in confusion, picked it up, and opened the bag—
A hundred gleaming gold soul coins suddenly came into view, instantly illuminating his already dim old eyes.
The old man paused for a moment, then silently put the money bag into his pocket.
He looked up at the path leading to Hanhai City outside the village, a complex yet knowing smile appearing on his wrinkled face.
He sighed softly, as if talking to himself:
"The house has always been reserved for you. You can come back anytime you want."
Chapter 47 Pirates
Hanhai City Wharf
The sun blazed fiercely, and the sea breeze was salty and damp.
Twenty piers, each hundreds of meters long, extend into the azure sea, creating a spectacular sight.
Hundreds of ships of all sizes were moored at the dock, ranging from simple fishing boats to huge ocean-going cargo ships.
The cacophony of voices, shouts, and the sound of waves mingled together, filling the air with the distinctive odor of fish, salt, and cargo.
This is the lifeblood of Hanhai City.
The ocean holds endless resources and wealth!
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