Douluo: A Century-old Legend I Am the Second Uncle Chenxin

Chapter 1810 Found a treasure
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Some of the children, seeing that the two had displayed martial spirits and levels significantly stronger than their own, cast envious glances, and low gasps of amazement rose from the crowd.

Wow, Level 6!

"That shield is huge!"

"That black eagle looks really fierce!"

Chen Mu nodded in satisfaction: "Not bad. Bian Zhu, Xuanjia Turtle Shield, a good seedling of the defensive type. Xiang Feng, Xuan Tie Eagle Falcon, full of offensive power, both are good martial souls! Level six innate soul power, at this age, to have level nineteen and seventeen, the soul power foundation (purity, condensation) is very solid."

Xiang Feng's arrogance softened slightly, and he straightened his back even more.

Chen Mu looked at them and thought that it was quite impressive that they had reached this level without systematic cultivation.

However, I wonder if he comes from some powerful family, especially Xiang Feng. Judging from his personality, he must have some background. Is he from some small family?
Just then, Chen Xiaojun took an item out of his storage soul tool and handed it to Chen Mu.

It was a crystal-clear sphere, as clear as glass, with swirling nebulae inside—the very same top-tier soul-testing sphere bestowed upon him by his great-grandmother!

Not only does it have a measurement accuracy far exceeding that of ordinary soul-measuring balls, but it can also more accurately deduce the value of a test subject's innate soul power by comparing the soul power input by the test subject with their affinity, with minimal error.

As soon as Chen Mu got his hands on it, he felt the warm yet vast energy fluctuations emanating from the Soul Testing Orb. His pupils constricted slightly as he looked at Chen Xiaojun in surprise: "Great-grandmother... actually gave this to you?!"

The value of this item far exceeds what most people can imagine.

Chen Xiaojun simply smiled faintly: "Let's take the test, it'll be more accurate."

Chen Mu suppressed his emotions, took the top-grade soul testing ball and walked up to Bian Zhu and Xiang Feng: "Come on, put your hands up here and input a trace of soul power."

The two did as instructed.

The Soul Testing Orb shimmered with light, and nebulae surged.

Soon, the surface of the sphere clearly showed brightness, reaching a certain scale.

Bian Zhu: Innate Soul Power Level 6.7

Xiang Feng: Innate Soul Power Level 6.4

"6.7! 6.4! Not bad! Not bad!"

Chen Mu's eyes lit up even more. Both of their level six talents were quite solid. Although Xiang Feng's soul power level was one level lower than Bian Zhu's, he was a year younger, so Bian Zhu might have been imprisoned for a longer time.

Then, Chen Mu turned his gaze to Bao Ruoxi, who seemed a little nervous: "Ruoxi, why don't you take the test too?"

He wanted to see the specific background of this food-type Soul Master.

Bao Ruoxi carefully placed her hand on the soul-testing ball and inputted a trace of soul power.

Innate soul power level 6.2.

"Level 6.2?!" Chen Mu was stunned, then couldn't help but complain, "Ha! They even got this wrong?! What were the people who tested her doing? What kind of crappy soul-testing orb did they use?! There's a huge difference between level five and level six!"

Chen Xiaojun calmly spoke up from the side: "Although there is a difference between level 5.8 and level 6.2, if the person who senses it is not skilled enough or is not focused on it, it is indeed easy to overlook the difference in strength."

"Of course, as you said, the main reason might be that the Soul Testing Ball was too poor (ordinary Soul Testing Balls don't have markings), but it's also possible that some fortuitous encounters later improved it slightly. However, none of that matters anymore." He looked at Bao Ruoxi, quite satisfied.

Food-type Soul Masters are a special type of Soul Master. With a level 6.2 innate Soul Power and a solid foundation, they have the potential to become Soul Emperors or even Soul Saints in the future.

When Bao Ruoxi heard the words "Soul Emperor" and "Soul Saint," and learned that her innate soul power was not level five but level six and two, she was so overwhelmed with joy that she covered her mouth, tears welled up instantly, and her body trembled slightly.

She didn't have high aspirations. Coming from a small fishing village, she just wanted a place to settle down. Moreover, in the Bone Digging Gang, she knew that the Soul King could become a manager, just like that wicked manager.

Looks like we've struck gold!
It should be noted that not only are there very few food-type Soul Masters, but their innate martial souls are also of low quality, resulting in slow cultivation speeds, much slower than those who specialize in classifying kitchen utensils or ingredients.

In the vast Chen family, there is currently only one Food-type Soul Saint.

Chen Mu became even more amiable, his smile much more genuine: "Haha, Ruoxi, your steamed bun martial spirit has a bright future!"

This exciting scene livened up the atmosphere in the courtyard.

The children looked at Bao Ruoxi with envy, and at the same time, they showed more trust in the Chen family—they seemed to really treat everyone seriously.

Chen Xiaojun instructed Chen Mu, "Have someone notify the Chenying Guards of the Internal Affairs Department to come and take over, and arrange the follow-up matters. Also, notify Uncle Xin..."

The Dust Shadow Guard split up, with the Xuanlin Guard trained there going to the Internal Affairs Department, while the Dark Feather Guard was integrated into the Intelligence Department.

The Shadow Guard is now affiliated with the Ministry of Internal Affairs, but the Training Division of the Intelligence Department will also send people to the Shadow Guard to train Dark Feathers.

He pointed to Bao Ruoxi, "For a food-type like Ruoxi, Uncle Xin and Uncle Mai should come and take a look. It would be more appropriate for them to handle her and see if they can teach her according to her aptitude."

"Okay," Chen Mu nodded in agreement.

At this moment, at the back of the crowd, among the group of women who had been standing quietly at the back, a woman who was about twenty years old, with above-average pretty features, a calm demeanor, and trying to minimize her presence, glanced at Chen Xiaojun, Chen Mu, and the few children who had been "discovered" in particular.

The soul-power shackles on her wrists made a barely perceptible rubbing sound under her sleeves.

She lowered her eyelids, thinking to herself, "The Chen family is really lucky, and they even have such a super soul-testing ball... Could it be Seagod Island? What a pity for these promising talents... they've all benefited from them. I just wonder, with these shackles on me... will I still have a chance..."

The thought stopped there; she dared not think further, only hoping that the Chen family's attention would not fall on her.

Chen Mu didn't notice the subtle fluctuations in thought behind him. He was directing the others: "You guys work hard and register them! Names, ages, hometowns, write down as much as they can remember. It's something to look forward to."

"Martial spirit, innate soul power, write down the newly measured data, current soul power level... don't forget anything! Wu Neng, use this soul testing ball to test them again."

Zhu Wuneng chuckled and rubbed his hands together: "Alright! Everyone grab your weapons and register! Fifth Young Master, just you wait and see!"

Qiu Qingquan spat: "I said Wuneng, if you're going to register, then register. What do you mean by 'grabbing weapons'? Standing next to you lowers our class."

Zhu Wuneng ignored the guy and then loudly called for the children to line up, instructing the Imperial Guards to maintain order for them.

Qiu Qingquan then pulled out paper and pen from somewhere, and An Mingyuan and Ma Liang also began to ask questions and take notes.

Suddenly, the once quiet and dilapidated warehouse compound was transformed into a peculiar, hopeful scene of bustling activity.

The undercurrents still exist, but a glimmer of light has quietly been lit in these children who were once abandoned.

(End of this chapter)