Douluo Continent: Rebirth of Ma Hongjun, Phoenix of Ultimate Light

Chapter 35 Daily Life! More Choices for the Future!

"Moonlight Flower".

It grows in extremely shady places and blooms only on the night of a full moon.

The petals are silvery-white, and the stamens are pale blue, radiating a cool glow.

Its known uses include medicinal applications to calm the mind and treat insomnia and spiritual disorders.

However, Ma Hongjun flipped through the entire page but couldn't find any content related to martial spirits.

He thought for a moment, then wrote a line of small characters in charcoal in the blank space next to him:

Moonflower, an extremely yin substance.

The evil phoenix is ​​excessively yang; this item may be able to neutralize it.

To be verified.

The handwriting was crooked, but it was written very carefully.

Oscar leaned over for a look, but didn't understand.

What did you write?

"6

"notes."

"What notes?"

"Things that I might need in the future."

Oscar pursed his lips and didn't press the matter.

An hour later, Flanders came to fetch them.

Ma Hongjun closed the book, hugged the borrowed books to his chest, and followed Flander out of the Ink Fragrance Pavilion.

Soto was quiet at night; only the footsteps of three people could be heard in the alley.

"teacher."

Ma Hongjun suddenly spoke.

"Um?"

"Could we borrow a few more books to take back with us in the future? I don't want to waste time running around every time."

Flanders glanced at him.

Are you sure you can finish reading it?

"able.

Flanders remained silent, which was taken as tacit agreement.

Ma Hongjun quickened his pace to catch up with Flander.

The moonlight shone on the three of them, casting long, long shadows.

Ma Hongjun's mind was already filled with all sorts of obscure knowledge.

Whale glue, dragon blood grass, moonflower, mirror beast —

These things may not be needed now.

But one day, he will need it.

In this world, knowledge is valued far less than martial spirits and soul power.

This is a world where might makes right.

But it is precisely because of this that knowledge is all the more precious.

Most people are focused on cultivating their soul power, hunting soul beasts, and leveling up.

Few people are willing to calm down and flip through those thick, dry books that have no direct connection to cultivation.

This is an opportunity.

Ma Hongjun was caught.

In the days that followed, Ma Hongjun's life settled into a stable rhythm.

I get up before dawn every day, put on my weighted armor, and go for a morning run.

With 120 pounds of weight on his body, he initially struggled to even walk, but now he can run five laps without getting out of breath.

After the morning run came the actual combat training.

His sparring partner changed from Li Yusong to Zhao Wuji.

"Teacher Li's stick technique is too refined; it's not suitable for your current stage."

Zhao Wuji's reasoning was simple: "What you need to learn is how to survive in battle, not how to execute moves beautifully."

Zhao Wuji's fighting style was indeed rough, but practical.

There are no fancy techniques; it's just about charging in, punching, and smashing down.

The Mighty Vajra Bear Martial Soul endowed him with unparalleled direct destructive power. Every attack he made seemed to tell his opponent, "I don't need skills, I just need to knock you down."

When Ma Hongjun sparred with Zhao Wuji, he went from being completely helpless at the beginning to occasionally dodging one or two moves, and then to being able to seize the gaps in Zhao Wuji's attacks to counterattack.

The progress is visible to the naked eye.

"Kid, stop thinking about using your Light Piercing Strike from a distance."

After a sparring session, Zhao Wuji gave him some pointers: "When you're close to someone, suddenly unleash a attack. Who would expect that? Soul skills are static, but people are dynamic."

Ma Hongjun kept those words firmly in mind.

The afternoon consists of physical training and various auxiliary training exercises.

Weighted squats, pull-ups, sprints—Zhao Wuji put them through a variety of challenges.

Ma Hongjun has gotten used to this intensity.

He could complete all training exercises while wearing it, despite the 120-pound load.

Zhao Wuji said that once he could run ten laps in this weighted suit without getting out of breath, he would increase the weight to 150 jin.

"Teacher Zhao, are you trying to crush me to death?" Ma Hongjun asked.

"They won't die from being crushed." Zhao Wuji chuckled. "If they do, it's on me."

Oscar laughed gleefully from the side, then was given a set of push-ups by Zhao Wuji.

After dinner, if they didn't go to the library, the two of them would read books in the courtyard by themselves.

Flanders had borrowed books from the Ink Fragrance Book Pavilion, which filled an entire table. Ma Hongjun read them one by one, taking notes as he went.

His handwriting wasn't very good, but he remembered the contents in great detail: the types, habits, and weaknesses of spirit beasts; the origins, effects, and combinations of medicinal herbs; the theory of martial spirits; the combination of spirit rings; and the restraining relationship between different attributes.

Oscar initially watched along, but after a few days he couldn't keep up and started dozing off at the table.

"Hongjun, how do you manage to stay awake while watching these?"

"Because I want to become stronger."

"I want to become stronger too, but I get sleepy as soon as I start reading."

"Then you deserve to be weaker than me."

Oscar was taken aback, rolled his eyes, and buried his face back in his book.

Ma Hongjun turned to a page about Light-type Soul Beasts.

"The Holy Light Falcon is the superior form of the Holy Light Sparrow, containing a trace of ancient phoenix bloodline within its body. Its soul ring has an extremely strong purifying effect on fire-attribute martial souls, gradually removing impurities from the flames and returning them to their origin."

He had seen this passage before, but seeing it again today gave him new insights.

After absorbing the Holy Light Phoenix Falcon's soul ring, his flames did indeed change.

The golden-red flames were purer than the dark red ones, the heat of the evil fire was significantly reduced, and the form of the martial soul took a step forward from a turkey to a phoenix.

This is what "returning to the source" means.

The true origin of the Fiery Phoenix should be the Radiant Phoenix.

The evil nature is simply because impurities are produced during the mutation of the martial soul. As long as these impurities are removed, the martial soul will return to its proper form.

Ma Hongjun wrote a line in his notebook: "The purifying effect of Light-type Soul Beasts on the Evil Fire Phoenix has been verified. Subsequent Soul Rings should continue to be selected from Light-type bird Soul Beasts. What is the superior form of the Holy Light Falcon? Further research is needed."

He searched through all the books at hand, but couldn't find the answer.

The Holy Light Falcon is already a relatively high-level existence among the known light-type bird-type soul beasts.

Above that, there might be the legendary being—the true Phoenix of Light.

But that wasn't a soul beast.

That is a deity.

Or rather, they are the mounts of gods, the messengers of deities. They are not creatures that mortals can hunt.

Ma Hongjun closed the book, temporarily suppressing the thought.

One must take things one step at a time.

He's only a two-ring Great Soul Master now; thinking about those things is too far ahead.

My twice-weekly trip to the library is a must.

Ma Hongjun already knew the name of the white-haired old man in the Ink Fragrance Pavilion—Qin Mo.

It is said that he was a Soul Master in his youth, but he was injured and his Martial Soul was destroyed. So he opened this library and became a book lover.

Qin Mo rarely speaks, but every time Ma Hongjun returns a book, he takes a second look at the borrowing record.

"You've been borrowing all these obscure books." Qin Mo finally spoke up one day.