wait too long. 。When the cannon barrel rose again to the forge, it was glowing red hot, raising the temperature of the workshop considerably. 。Tang Wulin spread his arms on both sides of his body, a..."Wulin, don't cry, stand up... ahem, please collect and recommend votes. I will treat him better."

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Inside the pristine soul orb, a creature lay quietly curled up.

It looked truly tiny, only about ten centimeters long. It was so slender that it was even thinner than a child's finger. Its entire body was a dull yellow color, and you had to look very closely to see the small, rhombus-shaped scales covering it.

"Is this a soul spirit" Tang Ziran looked up at the Spirit Communicator, his voice filled with disbelief.

This tiny creature is known by most people because it's very common, the grass snake, a harmless animal. Although it's a reptile, it can definitely be considered the weakest among its kind.

Adult grass snakes can grow to 20 to 30 centimeters long, as thick as a finger, and feed on some weak insects.

If you have to describe it in the simplest way, then four words are enough: harmless.

Since his spirit awakening and gaining soul power, Tang Wulin had countless fantasies about his first spirit. He imagined what his spirit would look like, how it would combine with his Blue Silver Grass martial soul, thus improving his martial soul, making it powerful, and giving him a cool Soul Skill, officially becoming a Soul Master.

Fantasy is beautiful, but reality is so cruel.

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The Spirit Master looked at the grass snake, also a little dazed. He sighed softly, with a bitter tone: "It's like it’s raining cats and dogs when you have a leaky roof. Child, your luck is truly…"

This spirit in front of me actually knows its origins. Artificial spirits also rely on soul beast genes. Because soul beasts are gradually becoming extinct, soul beast genes are also being lost continuously. So the researchers at the Spirit Transmission Tower have conducted many experiments. One of them is to extract the genes of non-soul beast animals and try to produce spirits. See what kind of effect the resulting spirits can achieve.

The experiment was successful, but it turned out that the souls created from animal genes were pathetically weak and no one would buy them.

There was no doubt that this grass snake was the defective product he had mentioned before, and it wasn't just an ordinary defective product. It didn't even have a single trace of soul beast genes. Among all the possible soul spirits that could be extracted, it ranked 100th, and the soul spirit orbs in the random extraction machine have always maintained this number...

After sighing, the Soul Master nodded and said, "I confirm that he is a Soul Spirit, just that... it's rather weak. After extracting the Soul Spirit, it has been activated and needs to be merged within twenty-four hours. Otherwise, it will dissipate and die. You can decide for yourselves whether or not to merge with it. If you give up, you can come back later to choose another Soul Spirit."

Tang Zi Ran looked at her son, who was stunned. She forced down the pain in her heart and hugged her son's shoulder, "Lin Lin, let's go home."

Tang Wulin didn't say anything, he just took a step and walked out.

"Wait a moment." The spiritual master finally couldn't hold back and called out to them.

"Give up on this spirit, it's best. Although it was a successful experiment..." Out of pity, he still told them the origins of this Grass Serpent Spirit.

Tang Wulin had absolutely no idea how he got back home. He kept the spirit orb tightly in his arms. The grass snake spirit within was very well-behaved and didn't crawl out of the orb. In fact, this lowest level, most basic spirit didn't even possess any intelligence. Before fusing with a martial soul, it couldn't even sense the outside world.

"Son, don't be sad. Father will find a way to make money. Rest assured, father will definitely earn enough money in a short time to buy you a suitable soul spirit." Tang Ziran's eyes flickered with firm light. For his son, he was determined to do whatever it took, some things had to be faced after all.

Tang Wulin lightly shook his head. "Dad, I'm going back to my room first."

Na'er quietly stayed beside him and returned to his room with Tang Wulin.

Sitting on her own bed, she looked at the spirit in her hand, then at her palms covered in cocoons. Tears finally flowed uncontrollably.

When his Martial Soul awakened, and he learned that it was the worthless Blue Silver Grass, he didn't cry. After all, as long as he had spirit power, there was a chance.

Dad told him that their family wasn't well-off and probably couldn't afford to buy a soul when the time came. He didn't cry either. Dad was gone, and it was up to him to take care of things himself. He could earn money too. He could help his parents as well.

For the first time at the Mang Studio, he swung the iron hammer a thousand times. His arms ached and felt like they were about to split, he couldn't even lift his arms to eat. Even then, he didn't cry. He put in the effort, passed the test, and saw hope. With hope, there was a possibility of success.

For three years, he has been sweating over the anvil. While his classmates were playing at home, he was working with pieces of metal. He spent more time meditating than anyone else. No matter how hard or tiring it was, he never cried. He always faced everything with a smile and told his parents that everything was easy.

Now, he cried.

Three years have passed, and I finally saved enough money. My soul power cultivation has finally reached level ten, success is in sight. 30,000 pieces of silver, countless sweat condensed into 30,000 pieces of silver, at this moment transformed into a weak soul spirit in front of me, not even a trace of soul beast genes. All my efforts turned to naught.

His resilience, his strength, his persistence, all seemed to shatter at this moment, dissolving into tears, big drops, falling one after another.

A drop of tear fell into the spirit orb, gradually wetting the grass serpent inside. The grass serpent's body twitched slightly, as if enjoying the salty liquid.

A white and tender hand reached out in front of him, gently wiping away his tears. Nalle stood before him, her eyes red-rimmed.

At this moment, her heart felt as if it were connected to his, completely able to sense the pain in his heart.

Disappointment, grief, and all sorts of negative emotions surrounded Tang Wulin's heart.

Tang Wulin wanted to shout loudly, but at this moment, he didn't even have the strength to shout.

"Brother, brother don't cry." Tears always couldn't be wiped away, Nali rushed over and hugged his head.

Tang Wulin choked back tears, “Why Why is the Heavens so unfair to me Why do I work so hard yet don't even get a chance. I want to become a Soulmaster, I want to be a powerful Soulmaster!” Blood Eight, and Blood Nine call me Lao Xu, the rest call me Xiao Xu. 。"Tang Wulin was speechless for a moment. He was just an auxiliary member of the Blood God Camp, how could he be compared to thos...