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The moment they made contact, something unexpected happened!
The originally hard and smooth mirror surface rippled outwards like the surface of a lake where a pebble had been thrown in, with gentle waves spreading from the point where his fingertips touched it!
He withdrew his finger in surprise; the fingertip was completely unharmed.
After hesitating for a few seconds, Dongfang Jing's eyes narrowed, a decisive glint flashed in them, and he stepped inside.
A flash of white light disappeared in an instant, and the scene before my eyes had completely changed.
Everywhere you look, there are mirrors.
This was the place he caught a glimpse of when he awakened his martial spirit—
"The Hall of a Thousand Mirrors?!"
That bone-chilling sense of cold loneliness enveloped him once again, along with the eerie feeling of being stripped away by countless reflections.
And the subtle pain of shattering, as if one's soul were being assimilated by the mirror, resurfaced...
It was unbearable; every second longer felt like torture.
Dongfang Jing could sense that he could leave this strange space at any time.
And here, he can come and go as he pleases.
Just as he was about to leave, he stopped.
An idea came to mind.
'If I stay here to cultivate'
He suppressed his discomfort and looked around the eerie hall made up of millions of mirrors.
have to say.
Here, his body and mind are battling immense pressure every single moment.
Cultivating here would undoubtedly be an extreme test of willpower and endurance.
Early next morning
Dongfang Yao stood on tiptoe and tried her best to hold a cup of warm milk to her brother's lips.
Her little face was full of worry: "Brother, are you alright? You look very tired."
Dongfang Jing's movements were stiff, and the faint dark circles under his eyes revealed his fatigue.
He rubbed his temples vigorously, then smiled at his sister: "Well, I've awakened my martial soul. I was too excited last night and didn't sleep much."
After saying goodbye to Dongfang Yao and repeatedly telling her to stay at home and not run around, Dongfang Jing left the house.
Awakening a martial soul and possessing innate soul power means being qualified to enter a junior soul master academy.
However, there are usually only two ways to get admitted to a hospital.
You either become a part-time student or pay your tuition.
As for Dongfang Jing, he didn't choose any of them and simply stopped going to school.
It is understood that this primary soul master academy takes six years to complete, somewhat like the primary school he attended in his previous life.
For him, going there to study was a complete waste of time.
Because the primary Soul Master Academy teaches only the most basic things, as well as some basic cultural subjects like addition, subtraction, multiplication, and division.
In the original novel, Tang San should have been promoted to an intermediate soul master academy after spending six years at Notting Academy.
However, because he became Yu Xiaogang's apprentice, he learned a great deal of advanced knowledge in advance.
That's why they skipped the intermediate Soul Master Academy and went straight to Shrek Academy.
Having lived two lives, Dongfang Jing is far more mature than his peers.
While others were playing, he was reading books and learning about the world of Soul Masters.
While others were playing, he was exercising to improve his physical fitness.
Compared to learning the basics that one already knows step by step in a junior soul master academy.
Dongfang Jing yearns to learn truly practical knowledge and skills that can be quickly transformed into power.
Chapter 4 Wang Kun
In a corner of the commercial street in Linfeng City, there is an old pharmacy.
A smell mingled with the aroma of old wood and a faint, bitter herbal scent wafted out of the shop.
"Uncle Wang, I'm here."
Dongfang Jing walked into the store and greeted the person behind the counter.
"Hmm, Little Mirror's here? Perfect timing, here are two eggs."
"Thank you, Uncle. I've already eaten."
This man, named Wang Kun, was thin and hunched over, with a sallow complexion and deeply sunken cheeks, resembling a piece of dried-out old tree root.
He was also very short, only a little taller than Dongfang Jing, and looked like an old man.
But he is actually not even 50 years old.
Wang Kun lived next door to Dongfang Jing's house and, as a neighbor, often looked after the brother and sister.
Wang Kun was once a guardian of the Soul Hunter Forest.
However, he was seriously injured during a patrol mission. Since he knew a little about pharmacology, he retired and opened a pharmacy in the commercial district.
After Dongfang Jing's parents disappeared, he became an apprentice at this pharmacy, learning about medicinal herbs from them.
There's a saying that goes something like this: "It's never a bad thing to have many skills."
But this man named Wang Kun, while ostensibly taking him on as an apprentice, actually taught him almost nothing.
I just dumped all sorts of medical books on him without giving him any attention.
Dongfang Jing didn't harbor much resentment, after all, these books were hard to find on the market.
He possesses exceptional comprehension and intelligence.
The learning progress is very fast, and I have already mastered the contents of the book.
If he weren't so young, he would feel like he could open his own pharmacy and make money.
Wang Kun held a pipe in his hand, took a deep drag, exhaled smoke, and casually asked, "By the way, you awakened your martial soul yesterday, right? How did it go?"
"Not bad, a Mirror Martial Soul."
"Oh, a mirror, does it have soul power? How much?"
"Level 10."
"Level 10! Cough cough cough!" Wang Kun choked on his smoke, jumped up from his chair, and exclaimed in astonishment with wide eyes, "Isn't that innate full soul power?! You call that 'okay'?"
But the next second, he fell silent, seemingly deep in thought.
Then a sharp glint flashed in his eyes, and his face became extremely ferocious.
Combined with his withered old face, it looked quite eerie.
Dongfang Jing frowned slightly upon seeing this, but did not ask any further questions or say anything. He silently picked up the broom and swept the floor.
Immediately afterwards, Wang Kun said in a deep voice, "Little Mirror, pack your bags. We won't be opening the shop for the next few days. Tomorrow I'll take you to get your first soul ring."
"Oh, so suddenly?"
"What? Your innate soul power is already level 10. Only by absorbing a soul ring to break through can you continue cultivating."
That being said, Dongfang Jing has not yet decided which soul beast he should choose.
Choosing a soul beast is not something to be taken lightly.
He possesses the Shattered Mirror Martial Soul, which allows him to summon numerous shattered mirrors.
If you're unlucky and absorb a spirit ring, you might gain a splitting spirit skill, then you'll have it for life.
But Wang Kun had already kicked him out of the pharmacy, saying, "It's not too late to consider soul beasts after we enter the Soul Hunting Forest."
Bang!
The shop door was slammed shut, and Dongfang Jing looked puzzled after a brief moment of surprise.
Why does Uncle Wang seem more anxious than I am?
He was naturally happy to have someone carry him through the dungeon.
Although Wang Kun is only a second-ring Great Soul Master, his awakened Martial Soul is the weapon Martial Soul Iron Spear, which has considerable attack power. Moreover, he used to be a soldier, so it is more than enough for him to hunt the first Soul Ring for a child.
But something still feels off.
'Wait a minute, wasn't it said that you need a warrant issued by the Spirit Hall to enter the Soul Hunter Forest?'
In addition to obtaining the approval of the Spirit Hall, the Soul Hunting Token also requires the guarantees of three nobles.
Even if Uncle Wang was a soldier of the Spirit Hall before, he was just an ordinary soldier. How could he know a nobleman?
There must be a demon in the abnormal situation.
Dongfang Jing lowered his head and pondered for a moment before quickly making up his mind.
Seeing that no one was around, he summoned his martial spirit.
"Thump thump. Clang clang clang."
Upon hearing the unusual knocking sound, Wang Kun, who was inside the pharmacy, quickly opened the door.
The man in front of them had dark skin and covered his mouth and nose with a black cloth, making it impossible to see his true appearance.
Upon seeing the newcomer, Wang Kun looked around cautiously.
"Tsk, nobody's here. Hurry up and let me in, I can't hold back any longer."
The masked man impatiently shoved Wang Kun, ramming him into the room with his body.
As soon as he entered, the masked man impatiently exclaimed, "Hurry, hurry! I can't wait any longer!"
Upon hearing this, a hint of resentment flashed in Wang Kun's eyes.