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The Spirit Master glanced at him and said, "30,000 is a random spirit. You might draw a ten-year or a hundred-year spirit. But the type is uncertain, and it's very likely that the drawn spirit won't be suitable for your martial soul. Some people choose this way to gamble on luck and save money. But I wouldn't recommend you do so. Choosing a suitable ten-year white spirit directly will be more helpful to you."

From the tone of this father and son, he could tell that they couldn't possibly afford a hundred-year soul.

Tang Wulin turned his head to look at his father. The excitement he had just moments ago was now completely gone.

Tang Yiran crouched down, looking at Tang Wulin, for a moment he was also full of mixed feelings, not knowing what to do.

"Son, let's just choose a random soul spirit. Your soul spirit is actually quite adaptable, most soul spirits should be able to merge with it."

If Tang Wulin's martial spirit wasn't the Blue Silver Grass, such a useless martial spirit, Tang Ziran wouldn't have chosen to adventure...

However, the Blue Silver Grass martial soul truly didn't have much room for improvement. Being able to cultivate it to level ten was already a surprise that Tang Wulin had given him.

"I must remind you both," the Shaman's voice drew both father and son's attention.

The Spirit Master said faintly, "Randomly drawing a soul spirit has the possibility of drawing a hundred-year-old soul spirit, but there is also a chance of drawing an inferior product."

Tang Zi Ran was stunned, "Defective product What defective product"

The Soul Weaver said: “When crafting soul spirits, not every attempt is successful. Sometimes, there’s a chance of producing defective items. These defective items also took a lot of effort and can be fused, so they are included in the random draw. Otherwise, if they were all white or yellow soul spirits, and someone with malicious intent arranged the draws, wouldn’t that be a guaranteed win It seems like 30,000 Federation coins aren't much to you, so you should think carefully.”

Tang Zi'ran turned her head to look at Tang Wulin. Tang Wulin's eyes were a little dazed. He never expected that after three years of hard work, he would face such a situation.

"Son, why don't we go back first Dad will think of a way. If not, I'll borrow some and try to get you the 70,000..." Tang Ziruan looked at his son and couldn't help but feel heartbroken.

Tang Wulin shook his head. “Father, Mother, you’ve already worked so hard for us. Besides, my spirit ability is just Blue Silver Grass. Let’s just try our luck. Who knows Maybe we’ll get lucky and I’ll get a good soul core.”

Since he awakened his Martial Soul, his appetite had increased drastically. Although Nā'er was petite, she ate almost as much as him. For a working-class family, it was already difficult for Tang Ziran and Láng Yuè to support them both. Whenever there was something delicious, the two of them would eat it first, and the couple even couldn't afford to eat meat.

The poor child had to take on responsibilities at a young age. Tang Wulin saw all of this, and his heart ached. His family was already struggling financially, and for him to borrow money for himself How could they possibly make ends meet He knew his parents were working so hard, and it made him feel even more determined. He yearned for a powerful soul spirit, to become a skilled soulmaster. But in his heart, being a strong soulmaster paled in comparison to the love he had for his parents and his sister Na'er. They were far more important to him than anything else.

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"Such a sensible child." The Soul Master, who was originally somewhat impatient, couldn't help but soften his expression upon hearing Tang Wulin's words.

"Oh…" Tang Zi-ran sighed with some pain, "It's all because father is useless."

Tang Wulin grasped his father's hand and turned to the Soul Master, saying, "Soul Master sir, please help me choose a random soul spirit." As he spoke, he presented the 30,000 Federation Coins he had saved for three whole years.

The Soul Weaver nodded, saying, "You're such a sensible child. Much better than that rascal of mine. The spirit power test before choosing a soul spirit usually costs money, but I'll waive the fee for you."

Tang Wulin was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly said: "Thank you so much."

The Spiritual Master smiled and patted his head, "Come with me. Your father is waiting here. In the world of Soul Masters, ordinary people are not allowed to peek."

He brought Tang Wulin into a room. The room was no longer as ancient and rustic as the outside, but instead filled with modern colors. Many instruments were placed inside.

The Soul Master gestured for Tang Wulin to sit on a metal chair, and casually asked: "Do you know why we're testing your mental power"

Tang Wulin shook his head somewhat dazedly.

The Spirit Master said, "This is your first time choosing a Soul Spirit. After the fusion, you will become a formal Soul Master and your name will be recorded in our Spirit Tower. The strength of your mental power determines what level of Soul Spirit you can fuse with. You should learn about these things at the intermediate Soul Master Academy in the future."

Tang Wulin was a little surprised and asked, "Master Spirit Master, is spiritual power also ranked like Soul Power Is spiritual power important"

The Spirit Master said, “For ordinary Soul Masters, mental power isn’t particularly important. It is also graded, but it isn’t divided as finely as Soul Power. However, for high-ranking Soul Masters, the strength of their mental power is very important. The more powerful the soul spirit, the greater the mental power needed to communicate with it.”

In the distant past, before the emergence of souls, there were no divisions based on spiritual power. However, with the appearance of souls, our ancestors gradually realized that fusing souls required stronger spiritual power than fusing spirit rings. Through their continuous research and summarization, the classification of spiritual power came into being. It was only within the last two thousand years that it was finally established.

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Tang Wulin curiously asked, "Then what are the different levels of spirit power"

The Spirit Master said: "Spiritual power, from low to high, is divided into six major levels: Lingyuan Realm, Lingtong Realm, Linghai Realm, Lingyuan Realm, Lingyu Realm, and the legendary Shenyuan Realm. Simply put, each of us is born with the spiritual cultivation of Lingyuan Realm. By Lingyuan Realm, it means that one is initial and everything is renewed. This is the most basic level of spiritual power. You should be at this level. There's more to learn later in the academy, but I won't go into detail now. Alright, let me test you and see what level you've reached in the Lingyuan Realm."

A metal helmet-like thing fell from above, with metallic arms connected, shrouding Tang Wulin's head.

"Don't get nervous, relax your whole body. You might feel a slight dizziness later, that's normal, just relax." The spiritual medium instructed.

"Yes." Tang Wulin quickly agreed.

A faint hum resonated, and a soft white light began to emanate from the outside of the helmet. The Soul Guide turned to look at a nearby soul conduction screen, where data started flickering.

At the beginning, the numbers were jumping rapidly. After a while, the data gradually stabilized. The spiritual master's face also revealed a hint of surprise.n, he suddenly heard a thunderous roar 。“Roar——” A resounding dragon roar echoed throughout the arena. A colossal golden dragon head materialized on Tang Wulin's body, its diameter exceeding five mete...