Chapter 10: Soul Parasites
The Spiritual Master nodded and said, "You are a very sensible child, much better than that brat in my family. Originally, you had to pay for the mental power test before choosing a soul, but I made the decision and exempted you from the mental power test fee."
Nan Fusheng was stunned for a moment and hurriedly said, "Thank you, thank you so much."
The Spiritual Master smiled and touched his head, "Come with me."
He took Nan Fusheng to a room. The room was not as simple as the outside, but full of modern colors. Many instruments were placed here.
The Spiritual Master gestured to Nan Fusheng to sit on a metal chair and asked casually, "Do you know why you have to test your mental power?"
Although Nan Fusheng understood, he still chose to shake his head.
Next, the Spiritual Master told Nan Fusheng the importance of mental power and the level division: mental power is divided into six levels from low to high: Lingyuan Realm, Lingtong Realm, Linghai Realm, Lingyuan Realm, Lingyu Realm, and the legendary Shenyuan Realm.
A metal helmet-like thing fell from above, connected by metal arms, covering Nan Fusheng's head.
"Don't be nervous, relax your whole body. You may feel a little dizzy later, that's normal, just relax," the Spiritual Master advised.
"Okay."
A slight buzzing sound was heard, and a soft white light began to shine outside the helmet. At the same time, Nan Fusheng also felt some slight stimulation entering his brain.
He began to gather his own mental power. The Spiritual Master looked at a soul guide screen next to him, and data began to appear.
The value jumped very quickly at the beginning, and after a while, the data gradually stabilized. The Spiritual Master's face also showed a bit of surprise.
After a while, the data paused and no longer continued to rise, but fluctuated within a range.
Turning off the instrument, the helmet rose.
"Okay."
"Very good data," the Spiritual Master smiled and nodded to him. "You are the soul master with the best mental power that I have tested in recent years. Your mental power value is seventy-two. Remember this data, I will issue a test report to you, and you can hand it in directly when you go to the Intermediate Soul Master Academy."
Looking at Nan Fusheng's calm eyes, the Spiritual Master said kindly: "The mental power in the Lingyuan Realm has a value range of one to one hundred. Below thirty is the initial stage of the Lingyuan Realm, thirty to sixty is the intermediate stage, sixty to ninety is the high stage, and ninety to one hundred is the peak of the Lingyuan Realm.
You are so young, but your mental power has already entered the high stage of the Lingyuan Realm. Among all the soul masters I have tested, no one has a higher mental power than you.
I am already a twenty-eighth level great soul master, and my mental power value is only eighty-seven. Reaching the high level of the Lingyuan Realm, you will have no problem fusing a hundred-year-old yellow soul."
"Next, it depends on your luck."
Coming out of the room for testing mental power, he took Nan Fusheng directly to an adjacent room.
This room is much bigger. There is a huge instrument that is three meters high and six meters wide. You can see that inside this instrument, there are many spheres with a diameter of about one foot, which emit a faint light. Each one is exactly the same.
The Spiritual Master pointed to the two buttons in front of the instrument and said, "The green button starts, and the red button stops. After stopping, the soul ball containing the soul you randomly draw will roll out. You can start when you are ready."
The quality of the soul will largely determine the strength of the soul master.
A strong soul can even help the soul master improve the level of soul power after fusion. But in the same way, if the soul is too weak, the soul skills it brings to the soul master will also be very weak. A soul master can only have nine soul skills at most in his life, but it is too rare to reach the ninth ring. Therefore, for low-level soul masters, every soul skill is extremely important.
Even Nan Fusheng is a little nervous now. After all, a good soul can also help him avoid many detours.
Nan Fusheng pressed the green button.
Suddenly, a series of lights lit up inside the machine, illuminating the soul balls with a faint halo.
There were at least hundreds of soul balls inside the machine, and they began to slowly circle along the track.
And the speed is so fast that it gives people a feeling of being overwhelmed.
The surface of the soul ball completely isolates the soul inside. You can't see anything with your eyes. Everything can only be left to fate.
Nan Fusheng closed his eyes and silently said in his heart: "The soul inside is the most suitable for me." After silently saying it seven times, a touch of inspiration emerged in his mind, that is, now. His right hand finally pressed down heavily.
"Bang—" The rotation stopped, and a white soul ball fell from the exit of the machine and rolled into the metal box beside Nan Fusheng.
The Spiritual Master came over, took out the soul ball, and handed it to him.
"Let's go, go out and see."
When he came to the hall, the Spiritual Master took out an oval instrument and handed it to Nan Fusheng.
"Press this button, shine the light on this soul ball, and your soul will break out of the shell. The right to release the soul belongs to you."
Pressing the button, a soft yellow light fell, shining on the soul ball. The soul ball itself also emitted a faint light. The originally sealed sphere gradually became transparent, and the existence inside could be vaguely seen.
At this moment, the light emitted from the soul ball turned white. In the center of the soul ball, a circle of brighter light flashed, and the entire soul ball slowly opened from the center.
Seeing the white light appear, the Spiritual Master said beside him: "Ten-year soul."
Nan Fusheng didn't say a word, just looked at this ten-year soul, which was more suitable for him than the hundred-year soul in his spiritual perception.
The white light began to converge, and the entire soul ball was completely opened, and the soul inside finally appeared in front of him.
When he saw it for the first time, the Spiritual Master's face changed slightly.
In the white soul ball, a little guy was quietly crawling.
It looked too small, only about two or three centimeters long, and slender than a child's finger, and its whole body was milky white.
Most people would recognize this tiny creature because it is very common, a parasite.
The Spiritual Master was also a little dazed when he looked at this little bug. He sighed and said bitterly: "When it rains, it pours. Kid, your luck is really..."
He actually knew the origin of this soul in front of him. Artificial souls also rely on soul beast genes. As soul beasts gradually become extinct, soul beast genes are also constantly lost. Therefore, the researchers of the Spirit Pagoda have made many attempts. One of the attempts is to extract the genes of animals other than soul beasts and try to make souls. See what effect the souls produced can achieve.
The experiment was successful, but it turned out that the souls made by animal genes are so weak and pitiful that no one would buy them.
There is no doubt that this bug is the defective product he mentioned before, and it is not an ordinary defective product. It does not even have any soul beast genes.
This soul was originally an accidental product. Among all the souls that could be extracted, it ranks last...
"Child, you should give up this soul. It is a soul that is close to failure. Frankly speaking, if you hadn't extracted this soul, it would have dissipated in the next few days. Although it appears in the form of a soul, parasites are a thing, alas..."
Out of compassion, the Spiritual Master couldn't help but remind the child in front of him.
"Thank you, Master Spirit Master, but I think this is fate."
The Spiritual Master looked at the calm child in front of him with complicated eyes. He must be very sad in his heart, but he just didn't want to show it. What a strong child.
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