From Douluo to Zhe Tian

While the two of them were still in a daze, the bronze coffin disappeared, leaving Tang Hao and Tang San looking displeased as they turned to look at Qin Tian.

They saw his face turn pale; he couldn't hold on anymore. He had done his best to summon it, but it wasn't enough.

"Godfather, what do you think, which is stronger—my second Martial Soul or the hammer that Xiao San has?" Qin Tian casually asked.

Tang Hao twitched slightly at the corners of his mouth. Why had this kid become so troublesome since his hysteria cleared up?

The mighty Clear Sky Hammer—it sounded so normal in his mouth, as if it were just like his own brick Martial Soul. It felt very uncomfortable.

However, Tang San little hammer was nothing compared to his giant hammer—it looked insignificant.

Speaking of which, what was this kid playing at? What was going on with his Martial Soul? A bronze coffin? How would he add a soul ring to that, and how could he fight? With a brick in his right hand and a coffin on his left shoulder?

"Well, not bad. Just remember, don't randomly add soul rings to that bronze coffin. Once you reach a certain level of strength, you'll naturally understand how it works," Tang Hao replied, though he didn't know the specifics of the bronze coffin. The weight alone was already unusual. He still gave reasonable advice.

"Oh, actually, I think Xiao San talent isn't as good as mine. How could his hammer compare to my giant coffin?" Qin Tian provocatively teased Tang Hao.

"Gazi Brother, enough. With your hair-triggered talent, how could you compare to me, a genius with innate full soul power?" Tang San replied, displeased.

"Innate full soul power? I think I've already got that now. Too bad I don't have the crystal ball for testing," Qin Tian casually responded.

Qin Tian had noticed that his Bronze Coffin Martial Soul had devoured a lot of Tang Hao soul power. His body felt warm, almost as if it were becoming different from before, and he wanted to test it.

It was clear that only Tang Hao had the measuring tools.

"Alright, enough of that. I'm going hunting. You two, don't reveal your second Martial Souls unless absolutely necessary," Tang Hao said, not wanting to reveal too much, and changed the subject.

He then turned and walked into the mountains. No one knew what he was thinking.

Everything that happened today, even for Tang Hao, had been a huge shock. His own son inherited the talent from him and his mother, becoming one of the rare Dual Martial Souls.

He had taken in a foolish child, who turned out to have awakened a mutated Dual Martial Soul.

Whether it was the brick or the bronze coffin, they were clearly new Martial Souls. He had never heard of them before.

It seemed like it was time for him to leave. Both kids had their own paths to follow. With such talent, he couldn't keep them with him to forge iron.

"Gazi Brother, let's gather some firewood so we can roast some meat later," Tang San suggested.

"This small task, you can handle it. Let me study my Martial Soul. Don't worry, once I become stronger, I'll protect you," Qin Tian said, his face still pale. Summoning the giant bronze coffin took a lot of energy. He felt like his Martial Soul wasn't fully awakened yet, as if part of it hadn't been summoned.

Every time the bronze coffin moved, he could hear the sound of chains clashing.

Tang San noticed Qin Tian pale face and understood his feelings. He too felt drained when summoning his hammer Martial Soul, like he was being emptied out.

As for Qin Tian saying he would protect him, Tang San didn't say much. When Qin Tian was four, he had dared to stand in front of him when they encountered a bear. This older brother, he would accept him for life.

The rest of the day, they ate the wild rabbit meat Tang Hao had roasted, chopped some wood, and prepared to rebuild the house.

On the way back, Tang Hao carried five logs, Qin Tian carried two, and Tang San carried one.

Tang San face darkened as he followed behind. He really didn't look like Tang Hao biological son. The villagers pointed and whispered as they passed by.

Qin Tian didn't think much about it. He was focused on studying his Martial Soul, and he had an audacious idea about the Bronze Coffin Martial Soul.

But this idea was too ridiculous, and he didn't dare to think it through fully.

If his idea was correct, the Bronze Coffin Martial Soul would be equivalent to twenty different Martial Souls. That was too outrageous!

Could it be the Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin Martial Soul? That would be terrifying, wouldn't it?

Since he had crossed into the Douluo Dalu world, there might be other novel worlds. Could the vast and grand world of Zhe Tian really exist?

Before he knew it, three months had passed, and the new blacksmith shop was completed.

Today was the day that Village Chief Jack would take them to Nuoding City to attend school, and both Qin Tian and Tang San were excited.

Over these three months, Tang San had been learning blacksmithing from Tang Hao, while Qin Tian was mostly responsible for lighting the fire and doing the hard labor.

Qin Tian didn't mind. He was strong, but Tang Hao said he was a blockhead with no talent.

Moreover, the chanting voice in his head often made him dizzy and unable to focus on blacksmithing.

Qin Tian suspected that his improved physique was related to this chanting voice.

He couldn't figure out the pattern for when the chanting would occur, but whenever it was loud, it bothered him a lot. When it was quiet, it didn't affect him as much.

"Godfather, I'm going to miss you... oh!"

As he said goodbye to Tang Hao, Qin Tian tried to get sentimental, but as soon as he shouted, Tang Hao gave him a kick to the backside, sending him stumbling out of the blacksmith shop, falling backward in a manner that looked almost graceful.

But it was clearly intentional—he wasn't hurt at all, not even a bruise.

Tang Hao, with a face full of black lines, couldn't help but think that ever since Qin Tian became sharp-witted, he'd been a real troublemaker. His words were always irritating, and he would often pull out his brick Martial Soul to smash walnuts, even saying Tang San hammer was a useless Martial Soul because it couldn't smash walnuts.

The problem was, Tang San still couldn't lift heavy weights with ease, so smashing walnuts would probably require him to obtain a soul ring and break through to the next level of Mysterious Heaven Skill.

Actually, Qin Tian really wanted to learn Tang San Mysterious Heaven Skill, but that kid treated it as the greatest secret and wouldn't reveal a word. Qin Tian couldn't just directly ask for it.

He wasn't in a hurry. He wasn't interested in Tang San hidden weapon techniques, but he was very interested in the Mysterious Heaven Skill.

Perhaps every child has a martial arts dream!

On the way to school, Qin Tian was fully focused on how to obtain a soul ring.

Even if he couldn't get Mysterious Heaven Skill, soul power and soul skills were still filled with novelty and temptation for him.

And it seemed easier to obtain than the Mysterious Heaven Skill, since he had already gotten a crystal ball from Tang Hao, which confirmed that he now had full soul power and could add a soul ring at any time to break through to the next level of Spirit Master.

What kind of Martial Soul should the brick have?

Stun, Critical Hit, Flying Bricks...

Cough, cough, some ideas were getting a bit too off-track—he was drooling just thinking about it.