A handsome young man in the red-and-white uniform of Shrek's inner court, around eighteen or nineteen years old, shook his head helplessly.
As he spoke, he casually handed over several crystals.
"Here, kid. I happened to bring awakening stones with me.
You can give it a try. As long as you have innate soul power above level four, plus Xiao Tao's recommendation, you'll qualify to enter Shrek Academy."
"Thank you."
Su Wen accepted them gratefully.
Everyone knew that transmigrating into Douluo II without noble status was basically a nightmare start....there was no Spirit Hall to help commoners awaken their martial souls for free. And he wasn't even registered in this world.
He vaguely remembered this man's name was Zhang Yi.
He was quite strong within the team, his martial soul seemingly related to wood-element abilities.
Earlier, with just a wave of his hand, wooden huts had risen from the ground...three rooms and a living area formed instantly.
His strength was likely around the Soul Saint realm.
Seeing Zhang Yi casually wave him off, Su Wen understood clearly.
If not for Ma Xiaotao's sake, this man wouldn't have bothered speaking to him at all.
Caution was normal when traveling outside. Someone as foolishly kind as Ma Xiaotao was the real rarity.
"Come in."
As she spoke, Ma Xiaotao finished laying out the awakening formation and beckoned Su Wen over.
"Alright…"
Su Wen took a deep breath.
The commotion here naturally drew attention from the nearby camp.
The inner court disciples of Shrek glanced over one by one.
Since they had nothing better to do, watching a bit of excitement wasn't a bad way to pass the time.
As for Ma Xiaotao's claim that Su Wen might awaken with five or six levels of innate soul power....almost no one truly believed it.
Innate soul power at level five or six meant a guaranteed future Soul Saint at minimum. If it reached seven, becoming a Titled Douluo was practically assured.
Most people present had started with only six or seven levels themselves.
After all, ten thousand years later, treasures that enhanced talent were far more common. Even cultivation techniques like the Mysterious Heaven Technique were no longer rare.
There was no mockery in their expressions.....just idle curiosity.
"Buzz—"
The moment Su Wen stepped into the formation, a golden glow surged out from the six-pointed star array, enveloping him completely.
A few seconds passed.
Under dozens of gazes...
A white sphere quietly appeared in Su Wen's palm.
"A trash martial soul?" Zhang Yi commented calmly.
Several people immediately lost interest and looked away. There was no need to even talk about soul power now.
After all, truly top-tier martial souls were always accompanied by extraordinary phenomena during awakening.
Su Wen, however, stood frozen in place.
Only the awakener could perceive the true nature of their martial soul.
And the information flowing back to him told him one thing clearly.....
This white sphere was absolutely not a trash martial soul.
It was a Poké Ball.
A tool for capturing creatures.
According to the information he received, he would possess a total of ten soul rings.
Every time he absorbed a soul ring, he would gain one Poké Ball capable of capturing soul beasts of a corresponding age limit.
In other words, upon reaching godhood, he could possess at least ten Poké Balls.
In an instant, Su Wen thought of the Silver Dragon King recuperating in the core of the Star Dou Great Forest.
If he could capture her… would the future look something like—
Go, Silver Dragon King! Hundred-Thousand-Year Elemental Tide—
Ah—damn it.
The reason the sphere was white was simple: his first soul ring's age limit was ten years.....white.
This Poké Ball could only capture ten-year soul beasts. It couldn't handle hundred-year ones.
No choice.
The first soul ring was fixed.
Su Wen's mouth twitched.
Fine. Ten years it is.
Suppressing the joy surging in his heart, he reasoned calmly.
From this alone, it was almost certain—he had innate full soul power.
After all, how could someone already possessing a first soul ring not have full soul power?
"Still want to test?" Zhang Yi crossed his arms and asked lazily.
"Test it!"
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