[Because when this soul skill is used, the power will be amplified to 150%, and after the punch is thrown, it will also be accompanied by a hidden dragon breath force. This hidden force has a 30% chance to ignore obstacles and armor.]
"That soul skill is pretty good!"
Looking at the first soul skill in the simulation.
Su Mu nodded in satisfaction.
It not only provides numerical advantages, but also has a 30% armor-ignoring effect.
Compared to this, Gangzi's anthropomorphic thing's advice about the unicorn viper was pure bullshit.
After acquiring your first spirit ring, you didn't become complacent; instead, you threw yourself into cultivation even more intensely.
At eighteen, your soul power has reached level twenty.
[You have acquired your second spirit ring, also a plant-based spirit beast containing dragon energy—the Dragon Vine. Your strength has increased once again!]
At thirty, you faced a devastating blow. You had to admit the truth: your innate talent limited your potential. Even if you trained relentlessly, without wasting a single day, and carefully selected your spirit rings, you remained stuck at level twenty-nine, the Great Spirit Master realm, unable to advance any further. You became the second Yu Xiaogang.
As Su Mu watched the words appear one after another, his knuckles tapped unconsciously on the edge of the bed.
"Level 29... This is truly a classic example of a useless level cap."
Although somewhat unexpected, it was also within reason.
Compared to Yu Xiaogang, he did not neglect his cultivation, nor did he complain about fate like Gangzi.
However, he also lacked a biological father like Yu Yuanzhen, as well as the various resources provided by the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family.
Therefore, even though he trained like crazy from a young age, he carefully selected his spirit rings and didn't do anything reckless.
Given the lack of sufficient resources to fill the deficit and the lack of support for cultivation, it's understandable that someone like Gangzi would be stuck at level 29.
At thirty-two, after being stuck for another two years, you finally decided to change course.
Since personal effort can't break through the limits of natural talent, let's start by ensuring the continuation of our bloodline. After all, you're a cheat code in life.
[With your status as a level 29 Great Soul Master, you joined the Spirit Hall and became an Awakened Deacon, just like the blind Douluo Tao Ge.]
[But your goal is clear: to use your position to find promising young talents with excellent martial soul potential to improve the bloodline of your descendants.]
It's here!
The family-based system is finally about to make its move.
Su Mu was very much looking forward to seeing who he would choose to reproduce with in the next simulation.
[After becoming an Awakened Deacon, you've thought things through very clearly. Those truly outstanding talents are not for you to handle.]
Therefore, you plan to find someone with innate soul power of at least level three and below level five to help improve your bloodline.
Although this method won't allow you to reach the top in one step, if you succeed, your descendants may inherit the woman's innate soul power and become even better.
[At that time, you can continue the simulation with the help of your offspring. Eventually, one generation will be able to reach the level of innate full soul power, or even twin martial souls.]
Su Mu was very satisfied.
The line of thought is very clear.
It's his own style of doing things.
Three years have passed in the blink of an eye. Your dream is like a flower in the water, or the moon in a mirror.
[Don't even mention innate level five soul power, you haven't seen innate level three soul power in the past three years.]
[Your only two children who successfully awakened their soul power only have one level one and one level two innate soul power, and both are boys. You feel deeply powerless about this.]
Su Mu: "..."
This luck is truly touching.
At thirty-five, you were assigned to Red Maple City, a border city in the province of Fasno.
This year, you found the promising seedlings you were looking for in Qiyu Village, a suburb of Red Maple City.
The villagers in this village all possess martial souls derived from poultry—chickens, ducks, geese, and all sorts of animals. In the past thirty years, not a single soul master has emerged from this village.
But when you were helping an orphan girl named Ma Ling'er awaken her martial soul, her wild chicken martial soul mutated.
[A jet-black flame was born, and it also possessed innate level three soul power.]
[You adopted Ma Ling'er on the spot, and instead of reporting it to the Spirit Hall, you took her with you and carefully raised her as a child bride.]
Su Mu smiled, took a bottle of water from the bedside table, and took a sip.
"We've finally found it!"
With innate level three soul power, compared to Tang Shenwang, Guanjianwu, and the other members of the Shrek Seven Devils.
They are things that are completely beneath one's notice.
But for Su Mu, this aptitude is already quite good.
With proper training, it's hard to imagine whether he can become a Soul King, but he definitely has a chance to become a four-ring Soul Master.
However, the resources required for this training would probably be incredibly high for my simulated self.
You poured everything you had into Ma Ling'er, including your savings for a wife and your salary as a deacon of the Spirit Hall.
You hunted spirit beasts for her, bought her medicinal baths, and even went so far as to use illegal means on the black market to make money.
Looking at my simulated self, I see myself giving it my all.
Su Mu laughed unkindly.
brother!
Hang in there!
Whether I can obtain a better martial soul depends on your efforts.
Under your careful guidance, Ma Ling'er has gradually grown into adulthood.
Fifteen years have passed quietly. At fifty, you are still a level twenty-nine Great Soul Master.
In your past life, you would have been considered elderly at this age. But in Douluo Continent, with level 29 soul power, this age has no effect on you.
[Furthermore, Ma Ling'er, at twenty-one, is fully mature. Under your tutelage, her soul power has broken through level thirty. She only needs to acquire one more soul ring to become a three-ring Soul Master, a level you could never achieve in your lifetime.]
You feel the time is right; Ma Ling'er, the fruit you've carefully nurtured since childhood, is ready to be harvested.
[What you didn't expect was that when you brought up the marriage proposal you had agreed upon long ago, Ma Ling'er refused.]
"..."
Is this a weaker version of Bibi Dong?
Looking at you, whose temples were now streaked with gray, Ma Ling'er's eyes no longer held the childhood admiration; instead, they held undisguised disdain.
"Uncle Mu, you're a good person. But we're not right for each other."
"I am destined to become a Soul Master, even a Soul King. And you, you're just a level 29 useless Great Soul Master."
"I will repay your kindness. When I become successful, I will give you gold soul coins so you can live a comfortable old age. But if you want me to marry you? Don't be a toad trying to eat swan meat!"
Having said that, she turned and left without a second thought.
Watching the continuous stream of simulated text emerge.
Su Mu's face remained completely expressionless; in fact, he almost laughed.
classic!
That's fucking classic!
Su Mu began to understand Xunji's anger.
"Am I just going to put up with this in the simulator?"
Su Mu narrowed his eyes.
If we really just swallow our anger and keep quiet, that would be too difficult!
Just as he was muttering to himself, new words appeared, carrying a comfortingly ruthless flavor.
(End of chapter)