LRAB Chapter 6 Game Rules
Chapter 6 Game Rules
·The next day·
Zhang Xun rarely skips morning exercise.
Under the sunlight streaming through the window, he closed his notebook, stood up, and stretched.
Although I was the only subject of my research, I managed to understand some things after a whole night of working on it.
The reason he couldn't break through his cultivation level without a martial spirit was not only because he lacked something, but more so because his physical body wouldn't allow it; it was resisting and refusing to break through.
The fundamental reason why I feel the gap between myself and the world has disappeared is that the awakening of my martial spirit has completely solidified a viable path.
Having been a powerful figure in his previous life, Zhang Xun was very familiar with the things one would encounter during cultivation.
Normally speaking, whether it's practicing martial arts or cultivating oneself, it's all about walking the same path. Every step of a person's journey and the 'door' they eventually encounter are the same; this is the barrier between different realms.
The length of the journey doesn't matter much; the difference lies in talent, which leads to different speeds and accumulated strength in reaching the door, thus affecting the progress of opening it.
But they could all sense the presence of a 'door' in front of them, and that it was being opened through their own efforts.
But now it's different. The "door" in front of us is gone! In its place is a wall, an endless steel wall that is impossible to break through.
It's as if someone deliberately blocked the path so you couldn't continue your cultivation.
This is what Zhang Xun saw when he looked inward in the past.
The awakening of a martial soul is like opening a new door in the wall, but this door is opened only because the wall allows it.
Soul rings are like the keys set by the wall; to become stronger, you must obtain these keys.
The addition of such a hasty and explicit level system makes it seem like a game rule that is logically flawed yet incredibly domineering.
"The strong set the rules of the game, while the weak must either become strong and reshape them, or abide by them."
"Heh~ As a weakling now, all I can do is try to acquire spirit rings."
Zhang Xun glanced sideways at the sun and spat at it, somewhat resentfully.
It's obvious who made these distorted rules.
The fact that Soul Masters must acquire Soul Rings to become stronger means that the extinction of Soul Beasts is an inevitable outcome.
Did they offend some powerful figure above? Why are they being targeted like this?
"God" is really petty.
However, Zhang Xun couldn't care less about those things; he needed to take care of himself first before thinking about anything else.
Thanks to the two elders who had bestowed this gift upon him in the ancestral hall, Zhang Xun had a deep impression of the Star Dou Great Forest and understood why the two of them had gone there to obtain soul rings.
If you want good spirit rings, Star Dou Great Forest is definitely the highest priority, followed by Sunset Forest and other large spirit beast gathering places.
The downside is that it's dangerous; you can easily slide tackle and feed the soul beast.
Although the Soul Hunting Forest is safe, it is inhabited by captive soul beasts, which are few in number and relatively weak. Moreover, there are identity requirements; one needs to provide proof or an identity token to enter.
Having nothing, Zhang Xun turned and knocked on Chen Xin's door.
"Just leave breakfast on the table, you can eat it later." A voice came from inside, but the door did not open.
Zhang Xun was not annoyed, but continued to speak softly.
"Mr. Chen, I would like to ask you for a favor."
"If you have any questions, don't bother asking them. Go ask your teacher when you go to school. Don't disturb my cultivation!"
His tone was forceful, clearly indicating that the relentless questioning over the past few days had put him under some stress.
"It's about the spirit rings; I'd like to borrow..."
Before he could finish speaking, the door in front of him was suddenly flung open.
With a long sword fluttering behind him, Chen Xin walked out gracefully, his hands behind his back.
"Is there no one in your Taipingdao who is in charge of this?"
He looked somewhat displeased; such a trivial matter was disturbing his cultivation.
"You've already seen Master's memorial tablet, Elder Chen. You should know that the Way of Peace was cut off long ago. I've only inherited a little of what Master left behind."
"Do you think I believe that? Such a strange sect would only keep you as their only child?"
Chen Xin scoffed. How much could a six-year-old child learn, even if he started teaching him at three? It's possible that this child was just a pawn deliberately pushed out to attract attention.
"Mr. Chen, you don't need to be too wary of your master. He was a kind-hearted man and has indeed passed away."
Zhang Xun explained helplessly that some things could be said openly, since that was the truth, but mixing truth and falsehood could easily lead people to overthink and lean towards Dihua.
It seems the other party is now convinced of the existence of the Way of Peace.
"Were any remains left behind?"
"Soul Bone?" He was slightly taken aback.
Then he remembered that it was a rare resource on the Douluo Continent, which could be directly fused with bones to obtain skills in addition to soul rings, as well as enhance physical strength and increase soul power, similar to game equipment.
Seeing the change in his expression, Chen Xin nodded, understanding the reason, and didn't want to say anything more.
"Yes, I believe you. He's a good person."
He doesn't even know what a soul bone is. Look how well this child has been fooled. He keeps praising such an irresponsible master.
You truly possess the innate divine body of a disciple, but it's a pity your martial soul isn't a sword. Even a bamboo sword would be better; I would have taken you as my disciple without hesitation!
He sighed helplessly, feeling sorry for the child.
Could it be that guy somehow knew he would pass by and deliberately faked his death so that he could take care of the child?
This child looks so gullible! If I were driven by greed, I would have picked him up and run!
They each had their own thoughts and felt that the other was too naive.
"Where do you plan to hunt for spirit rings? I'll take you."
Chen Xin was bored with focusing solely on cultivation, so it wouldn't hurt to broaden his horizons by taking care of some children he found agreeable.
Once you reach the Title Douluo level, improving your soul power level is a slow and gradual process; it may take several years or even more than a decade to advance beyond one level. A few more days won't make a difference.
Zhang Xun, who had only intended to borrow the token to try his luck in the Soul Hunter Forest, naturally wouldn't refuse when the other party offered to lend it to him.
"Then I shall respectfully accept your offer, Starry Sky Forest."
"You're quite the prude, aren't you?"
Chen Xin snorted coldly. The Star Dou Great Forest was a full 1,200 miles away from here. It would take him quite a while to fly there by himself, and he would have to take the child with him.
Having already figured out the other person's personality, Zhang Xun simply spoke softly in a gentle tone.
"I hope Mr. Chen won't be disappointed to see the places they visited back then."
"Them?" Chen Xin tilted her head slightly, not reacting for a moment.
The road to the Starry Sky Forest... Thinking of this, he suddenly looked towards the ancestral hall.
I remember hearing when I inquired in the village that the child's parents went to the Star Dou Great Forest to hunt souls, and then never returned.
He sighed deeply, and he also missed his father a little.
"Get ready, we'll be setting off soon."
After a while.
Zhang Xun changed into clothes more suitable for running through the forest, slung a pack over his shoulder, and the two headed east together into the depths of the bamboo forest.
"So much stuff?"
"Better safe than sorry."
"With me here, there's no danger whatsoever."
"Old Master Chen is unparalleled in the world."
Emerging from the bamboo forest, one is greeted by an endless plain, where the green wheat fields are not yet ready for harvest.
This is the southwestern corner of the Lima Plain, with the border mountains to the south separating the entire Barak Kingdom from the south.
There are several fortified cities built against the mountains here, mostly garrisoned by troops, and civilians are not allowed to enter. They are responsible for guarding the border and lighting beacon fires.
Walking onto the official road, there wasn't a single pedestrian on the dirt road, but you could vaguely see figures in the fields, perhaps weeding or guarding the grain fields.
Looking at the endless road, Chen Xin, who had passed by it in a daze a few days ago, couldn't help but click his tongue in amazement.
The road is really long; I don't really want to walk anymore.
Looking down at Zhang Xun, he realized that the child was born with full soul power, and delaying it even by a day would be a waste. He decided to let him fly on his sword.
So he pointed his fingers and drew a line, and the Seven Kill Sword enlarged slightly, floating in front of him half a foot off the ground.
"Get on. It's a long journey; it would take at least ten days to get there by horse-drawn carriage."
Zhang Xun did not refuse his kindness and sat cross-legged on the sword.
Surrounded by azure light and piercing through the air with sword energy, the two found themselves amidst a sea of clouds in the sky in the blink of an eye.
Looking down at the earth, even a city is no bigger than a hand.
Jinfeng City was reached quickly. It was the closest city to Zhuhe Village, a small city, and the journey of two hundred li would take at least several hours on foot.
Zhang Susu, another child in the village with soul power, will study at the Junior Soul Master Academy here in the future.
Without pausing, Chen Xin flew past and disappeared from sight in the blink of an eye.
The academy... what a pity, now is not the time to spread its teachings, strength is the prerequisite for action.
No matter how strong Chen Xin is, or how much he likes Zhang Xun, it is still his strength, not the strength of the Taiping Dao.
Zhang Jiao spread the Way of Peace to eight provinces, disregarding others' backgrounds, talents, and whether they were friends or foes. All of this was because his Way of Peace was strong enough; he was the strongest in the world.
And now, Zhang Xun's first step toward becoming a strongman is about to begin.