“This is a storage spirit tool, and there are 100,000 Federal Coins on this card, enough for your living and study expenses for the time being. This is the latest Federal communicator; my number is already saved in it.” Holy Spirit Douluo Yali stuffed the items into Mo Fan’s hands one by one, finally picking up the jade pendant and solemnly hanging it around Mo Fan’s neck.
“This is my token. No matter what unsolvable trouble you encounter in the future, you can take it to any Soul Master organization. For my sake, they will provide you with some assistance.”
Looking at the big package in his hands, Mo Fan muttered to himself: ‘All Soul Master organizations?
I didn’t expect this big sister to have such a huge background, but for a healing Soul Master, having a bit wider circle of connections is quite reasonable.’
Plus, the space magic equipment in this World is actually made into a bracelet?
And this card, it’s basically cash, right?
100,000… that sounds like a lot.
This big sister is really nice; I must repay her in the future.
“Thank you, Big Sister Yali!” Mo Fan accepted it without any psychological burden; in his past life, he was the type to pluck a feather from every passing goose.
Holy Spirit Douluo Yali watched him with a smile, then pondered for a moment before adding: “Malai City has been destroyed, and the Federation will subsequently relocate the survivors to surrounding cities. Donghai City is not far from here; it is a medium-sized coastal city, and one of the eighteen pillars of the Spirit Pagoda is located there.”
“If you go there to develop, you can go to the local Blacksmiths Association and look for a man named Saint Craftsman Mu Chen. He is a Saint Craftsman Forgemaster, and I have some friendship with him. Show him this jade pendant, and he will take care of you on my behalf and provide help for your future studies.”
“Donghai City, Saint Craftsman Mu Chen… I’ve got it.” Mo Fan repeated the name in his heart.
After explaining all this, Holy Spirit Douluo Yali and Heavenly Limit Douluo Yun Ming stopped paying attention to him and went directly to other places for rescue efforts.
…
That night, Mo Fan was settled into a tent, while Xu Xiaoyan was picked up by her family; the way they did it didn’t look like they were from an ordinary family.
Only then did Mo Fan have the energy to study his Martial Soul.
He subconsciously entered a meditative state, his consciousness wandering through his spiritual World.
Endless colorful stars of varying sizes existed, but he could not easily mobilize the billions of stars as he did in his past life.
He discovered that he could currently only mobilize a few dozen of the smallest stars; the other stars were unresponsive.
Furthermore, he could not observe the full picture of his spiritual World, and he couldn’t even roam the entire spiritual World.
What was going on?
He frowned; could it be that he needed to re-cultivate?
Wait, since he had come to this World, he had to follow the laws of this World.
This massive Mage God spiritual World was just a Martial Soul, not the true spiritual World of this World.
He recalled what was written on the Federal encyclopedia: every time a Soul Master reaches level ten, they encounter a bottleneck and must fuse with a Soul Ring or Martial Soul soul to continue breaking through.
“Level ten bottleneck, which means if I don’t get a so-called Soul Ring, I’ll only be able to play with these few stars for the rest of my life?” Mo Fan rubbed his chin, instantly grasping the key to the situation.
A Soul Ring requires hunting a Soul Beast, but in this era, Soul Beasts are nearly extinct, so one can only choose a Martial Soul soul.
That was why Holy Spirit Douluo Yali told him to go to Donghai City and specifically emphasized the eighteen pillars of the Spirit Pagoda.
Having figured everything out, Mo Fan decisively abandoned meditation and went straight to sleep.
The next day, the Federation indeed arranged for most people to go to Donghai City, and Mo Fan was among them.
Sitting on the bus, he studied the spirit tool communicator.
This thing had almost the same functions as a mobile phone, except its energy source was Soul Power.
Since he had decided to start over in this World, he had to first figure out the rules of the game.
Throughout the journey, Mo Fan was cramming on the basic knowledge about the Douluo Continent online.
When he looked up the true meanings of Shrek Academy, Sea God Pavilion, Holy Spirit Douluo Yali, and Heavenly Limit Douluo Yun Ming on the Federal official website’s encyclopedia, the entire bus echoed with the sound of someone gasping in pain.
“Limit Douluo? The two thickest thighs on the entire continent?”
Mo Fan looked at the long list of dazzling honors and the evaluations of “Number One Healer on the Continent” and “Number One Person of the Contemporary Era” on the screen, his eyes nearly popping out of their sockets.
He tremblingly reached out to touch the angel jade pendant hanging around his neck, wishing he could travel back half a day and slap awake the version of himself that had refused the apprenticeship out of Mage God pride.
In his past life, he had fought desperately for all kinds of cultivation resources, and in this life, he finally had a big shot actively offering to be his backer right at the start, only for him to personally refuse it!
“I lost so much… I lost big time!” Mo Fan felt like crying without tears.
However, on second thought, he at least kept the other party’s private contact number and token, so it wasn’t a complete break in contact.
There would always be a chance to “get it back” later.
When the bus stopped at the settlement location in Donghai City, as soon as Mo Fan stepped out of the door, a familiar sea breeze with a faint salty, fishy smell blew into his face.
Looking at the vast and magnificent ocean in the distance, Mo Fan took a deep breath, and the depressed mood he had felt from missing out on the big shot was instantly swept away.
Money can make the devil turn the millstone.
Without caring about how the Federal resettlement personnel arranged things, he directly hailed a spirit tool taxi.
“To the Blacksmiths Association.”
Half an hour later.
In front of a magnificent building with an ancient style, constructed entirely from special metal, a huge hammer emblem shone brilliantly under the sunlight.
This was the Donghai City branch of the Blacksmiths Association.
Mo Fan, moving his short six-year-old child’s legs, swaggered into the association hall.
The hall was bustling with people, filled with burly Forgemasters emitting fluctuations of Soul Power.
“Little friend, this is not a place to play. Are you lost?” A young lady at the reception desk looked at Mo Fan, who was dusty but handsome, and asked gently as she crouched down.
Mo Fan put on an innocent, harmless smile, pulled the angel jade pendant that emitted a faint, holy golden aura from his collar, and said with a serious expression: “Big Sister, I’m looking for Saint Craftsman Mu Chen. A beautiful big sister named Holy Spirit Douluo Yali asked me to find him.”
“Saint Craftsman Mu, Saint Craftsman Mu… President!”
The moment the young receptionist saw the phantom of the prayer angel on the jade pendant and heard the name Holy Spirit Douluo Yali, she was struck as if by lightning, and her expression immediately became incredibly respectful.
Less than three minutes later.
A burst of hurried footsteps came from the direction of the exclusive elevator.
Leading them was a middle-aged man with a tall, imposing figure and a refined face, yet he carried an air of authority that did not require anger to be intimidating.
It was none other than the president of the Donghai City Blacksmiths Association, a generation of Saint Craftsman, Saint Craftsman Mu Chen.
“Where is the child with Her Excellency Holy Spirit Douluo Yali’s token?” As soon as Saint Craftsman Mu Chen stepped out of the elevator, his gaze instantly locked onto Mo Fan, who was sitting at the reception desk with his legs crossed, drinking juice.
When Saint Craftsman Mu Chen saw the jade pendant on Mo Fan’s chest, his expression immediately turned solemn, and he walked up quickly.
After sensing the incredibly pure Holy Martial Soul Douluo Soul Power imprint inside the jade pendant, his gaze toward Mo Fan changed completely.
Who exactly was this child who could make that person give out a private token and personally recommend him to come here?