Douluo: From Rusted Spear to Emperor-Slaying Spear

Chapter 72: Spear Dragon Dance

Ji Wuming walked towards the giant squid step by step, holding the blood thunder spear tightly in his hand, and a black soul ring rose under his feet.
"Fifth Soul Skill, Spear Dragon Dance."

He swung the Blood Thunder Spear with both hands, and it spun and flew out. In an instant, a violent red tornado formed above the sea, with a blood dragon phantom and a large amount of flying blood rust sand inside it.
The giant squid that was trying to escape was sucked into the tornado. The blood tornado was like a blade, quickly cutting the giant squid's extremely tough skin, and the blood rust sand directly penetrated into its body.

Its body quickly decayed and eventually turned completely into blood mist, filling the entire sea and sky.

At this moment, the fierce shark had already given up the pursuit and swam away. Its pair of shark eyes looked at the miserable state of the giant squid in surprise. It was even more afraid of the human in front of it.
If it hadn't seen Ji Wuming waving the spear in his hand and fleeing away, it would have died in the same way as the giant squid.

At this moment, Ji Wuming watched the effect of the soul skill dissipate not far away, and the blood mist appeared above the sea and sky. He nodded happily.

"Not bad, this fifth soul skill is pretty good."

Compared to the single-target attack of his fourth soul skill, his fifth soul skill can generate seven blood poison tornadoes at the same time, which is a typical group attack soul skill.

However, compared to his third largest range soul skill, it is still a little unsatisfactory. However, the fifth soul skill and the third soul skill have a very good feature, which is that they can control the release effect and power of the soul skill. The fewer blood poison tornadoes, the lower the soul power consumed.

If the power of the fifth soul skill is fully brought into play, relying on his current soul power strength of level 53, he can use it up to four times.

Ji Wuming once again rode on the Fierce Bite Shark and patted its belly.
"You're a pretty good shark, give me a ride!"

A man and a shark headed south towards the location of Hanhai City.

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Two and a half months later, at the beach of Blue Fish Village

Ji Wuming, wearing a mask, finally set foot on the mainland. He stretched and looked at the fierce biting sharks that kept lingering on the coast.
"Well, since we are destined to be together, I will give you all these things. I hope we can meet again in the future."

Ji Wuming took out all the earth dragon melon peels he had collected before and threw them all into the sea for the shark to swallow. He couldn't help but sigh as he watched the fierce shark leave without looking back.

"Alas, you shark will eventually transform into a dragon, so make sure you don't get eaten by other sea soul beasts."

Ji Wuming took advantage of the setting sun to return to the village. In order to hide his whereabouts as much as possible, he even tied up his white hair and covered it with a black long-brimmed hat.
At this time of year, the villagers have finished their farm work, and the smoke from cooking is curling up continuously. The aroma of food and the sounds of children playing fill the entire village.

Ji Wuming climbed over the wall through the window in the backyard of the village chief's house. As soon as he walked into the lobby of the village chief's house, an old voice came out.

"Master Soul Master, who are you looking for here?"

An old man with a cane, gray hair, loose skin and wrinkles on his face, walked slowly towards Ji Wuming. He wanted to call for help,

But based on the special aura emanating from him, it can be concluded that the person in front of him is a soul master, and a soul master dressed like this is very likely to have evil intentions.
If he shouted, it would only anger the soul master in front of him.

Ji Wuming slowly took off his mask and hat.

"I didn't expect that in just two or three years, you've aged so much, Village Chief." "Soul Master, do you know me? It seems our village has never had a soul master as handsome as you?"

The old village chief felt very uncomfortable when he heard this. How did he, an ordinary citizen, get to know such a soul master?

Seeing the old village chief acting so strangely, Ji Wuming chuckled and quickly explained,
"Village Chief, I'm Ji Wuming, the boy you've watched grow up!"

"Xiao Ji, is it really you?"

Hearing this, the old village chief dropped the crutch in his right hand to the ground. He was stunned when he saw the unfamiliar Ji Wuming in front of him.
"Xiao Ji, how did you become like this?"

Ji Wuming walked up to him, helped him sit down, and briefly explained to him what had happened during the two years he was away.

"I see, Xiao Ji, have you broken through to the Soul Sect?"

Ji Wuming nodded silently, and the old village chief was very happy at this time. He was ready to inform everyone about the news on the spot, but when he thought about Ji Wuming's outfit just now, he stopped himself from spreading the news.
"Xiao Ji, if we run into trouble, we won't leave. With your current status and position, being a blacksmith in the village is a bit of a waste of your talent, but it's still possible to have a stable life."

"No, I came back first to see you, and secondly to bring you some supplements for you and the villagers."

Several small yellow bottles suddenly appeared on the wooden table. Ji Wuming looked at the old village chief who was extremely surprised and continued,

"Village Chief, these are some excellent tonics I've collected over the years. They can relax the muscles and tendons, and strengthen the bones and tendons. I've ground them into powder. You only need to boil them in a large pot before taking them."

"Village chief, please brew a bottle every three days and give it to the villagers to drink. Perhaps in the future, our village will have a few more soul masters."

When the old village chief heard this explosive news, he held Ji Wuming tightly with his old hands and looked at him with bright eyes.
"Xiao Ji, these herbs are extremely precious. Are you really willing to give them to me?"

Ji Wuming nodded silently. These medicinal powders were prepared by him for the villagers. He used a silkworm, a cinnabar lotus, and some precious herbs to grind them.

Although it cannot change the quality of the martial soul for ordinary people, it can prolong people's lifespan to a large extent, and even allow children in the village to awaken their innate soul power, thereby changing their destiny.

"Xiao Ji? You are such a kind child. It is a great blessing for our village to have you. I thank you on behalf of all the children in the village."

When the old village chief was about to kneel down and kowtow to Ji Wuming, Ji Wuming immediately helped him up.
"You are my elder. If it weren't for you and the villagers' care, I might have died long ago. A drop of kindness should be repaid with a spring. We are all from the same village and should help each other."

"Yes, Xiao Ji, I still have some food at home, stay and have a meal!"

When the old village chief was about to go to the kitchen to get some food, Ji Wuming refused.
"No, Village Chief, I should leave too."

When Ji Wuming left, he did not forget to leave behind ten kilograms of hundred-year-old soul beast meat. As for why he did not leave more things, he was afraid that the village chief would not be able to protect them. Even the medicinal powder Ji Wuming repeatedly reminded the old village chief to be careful when using it.
After all, people's hearts are hidden, and greed is a person's greatest advantage, but also his greatest disadvantage.

(End of this chapter)