Douluo Continent: My Path to Godhood Through Stat Allocation

Chapter 26 Reunion with Su Yuntao

After leaving the academy, Fang Ling's first destination was the Notting City Martial Soul Branch Hall.

Three years later, he came here again.

Gazing at the familiar, towering domed building before him, and recalling the crucial help Su Yuntao had given him during the early stages of his cultivation, he still felt a warmth in his heart.

The gatekeepers haven't changed much; they're still the same two they were when his martial spirit awakened three years ago.

Although the image of Fang Ling with only one leg seemed somewhat familiar, they still stopped him because of their duty.

"Little friend, this is the Spirit Hall, you can't just wander around here."

"Hello, I am a graduate of Notting Academy, and I am here for a Soul Master assessment."

Fang Ling summoned his scythe-wielding martial spirit, its bright yellow halo particularly eye-catching.

The gatekeeper's eyes focused, and he was instantly filled with envy: "I see. Then go ahead and find Master Su Yuntao in the reception hall on the second floor."

"Thank you," Fang Ling replied and immediately went inside.

Sunlight, refracted through the crystal window, falls on the gleaming gold murals depicting various martial spirit patterns.

It shines with gold, giving people a feeling of magnificence yet simplicity.

Upon entering again, he couldn't help but marvel at the magnificent dome.

The reception hall was on the second floor. Fang Ling went up to the second floor, found her seat, and gently knocked on the door.

"Come in." A slightly authoritative young man's voice rang out from inside the door.

Fang Ling pushed open the door and entered.

This is a bright office, and behind a large desk sits a dignified young man.

He was dressed in a neat and tidy Spirit Hall uniform.

The standard three-sword insignia indicates that he is a Battle Soul Master at the Great Soul Master level.

"Who are you?" Su Yuntao asked, a look of confusion in his eyes. He had long since lost any recollection of him.

Helping someone is just something I do on a whim; who would remember a mere first-level Innate Soul Master?

Fang Ling understood this point, and therefore didn't mind:

"Master Su Yuntao, I've come here for a Soul Master assessment. Also, do you remember how you helped me with my broken leg?"

She raised her left prosthetic leg to show him.

"A broken leg?" Su Yuntao was stunned for a moment, a flash of recollection crossing his handsome face. "You're that little beggar from three years ago?"

"What's your innate level again?"

Level 1.

"Level 1? You became a Soul Master in just three years? Your cultivation is that fast?"

Su Yuntao was overjoyed to see that his casual act had helped a hopeless little beggar escape his predicament.

However, something seems off about his cultivation level.

He glanced at Fang Ling, his eyes full of suspicion.

"Of course, I work very hard."

Fang Ling could roughly guess what he was suspicious about, so he directly produced the proof from the Angel Legion.

"You see, I've killed a Fallen Soul Master before, and I've also encountered people from the Angel Legion's Demon Hunter Camp. They've checked them out."

"Seven years old, level six, scythe-wielding martial soul, killed a one-ring fallen soul master despite being of a higher level?"

Su Yuntao glanced at it twice, his face full of disbelief, and his voice rose eight octaves, almost cracking.

He had never seen the Angel Legion's Demon Hunter Camp; he had only heard of it.

The golden certificate clearly states Fang Ling's name, academy, cultivation level, date, and location.

The unique gold paint reflects a brilliant light in the sunlight; it is by no means fake.

The more Su Yuntao thought about it, the more outrageous it seemed.

"you?"

"what!"

The two looked at each other for a while, and Su Yuntao felt a surge of relief, so he couldn't help but sigh:

"I never expected that someone I randomly discovered would turn out to be a genius!"

Three levels in a year. Su Yuntao has innate level three soul power, but he has never cultivated so fast.

Having not fought for so many years, he now finds it difficult to even fight someone of the same level, let alone kill someone of a higher level.

I wouldn't even dare to think about it!

Fang Ling smiled brightly:

"Hehe, I still remember your kindness. I will definitely repay you properly when I become successful in the future."

"I didn't help you out of gratitude. If I had to say, the fact that you killed a Fallen Soul Master is already a form of repayment."

Su Yuntao shook his head, then stood up and patted Fang Ling's shoulder affectionately:

"Come with me, I'll perform a Soul Master assessment for you."

He led Fang Ling along the corridor toward the spot where Fang Ling had first awakened his martial spirit.

The same three tall iron gates were now tightly closed.

This time, the door on the left was pushed open.

Inside the door was a very spacious room, about 200 square meters.

The huge floor-to-ceiling windows provide ample lighting for the room.

Five fist-sized black stones, the same ones used when awakening a martial soul, are embedded in the surrounding walls.

Upon entering the room, Fang Ling had a unique feeling.

It seemed that his soul power was pulsating slightly in a special rhythm.

It's inextricably linked to the black stones on those walls.

Su Yuntao acted swiftly. As soon as he entered, he picked up a yellow crystal ball from the table and handed it to Fang Ling, instructing him:

"Infuse it with soul power."

Fang Ling nodded and quickly channeled his soul power into it. The crystal ball lit up with a hazy yellow light, not strong, but very clear.

"Level 12?"

Su Yuntao raised an eyebrow.

It's quite rare to be promoted to level twelve immediately after absorbing a spirit ring.

"I obtained my spirit ring with the dean more than 20 days ago. At that time, I was only level 11, but I broke through it not long after returning and cultivating."

Fang Ling happily recounted her fabricated story of the breakthrough to Su Yuntao.

It's not really a fabrication.

Upgrading by adding points is also a form of cultivation.

Let's talk about whether soul power has increased or not.

The soul power added to the panel is pure and flawless, condensed and solid, and there will be no worries about the soul power being unstable.

It truly lives up to the saying, "A panel product is guaranteed to be of high quality."

They received the badge and the money.

Fang Ling thanked Su Yuntao again, and after borrowing the detailed map of the area around Notting City stored in the Spirit Hall, he walked quickly toward the butcher shop.

It is afternoon now.

At this point in time, logically speaking, the fat man should still have meat left to sell.

When Fang Ling arrived at the store, she saw him busy at work.

Humming a little tune, she helped the customer cut up the meat.

They didn't urge them, but simply stood quietly to the side and waited.

The fat man only noticed Fang Ling's arrival after he finished his work.

He wiped the sweat from his brow and dried the grease on his hands on his clothes, a smile spreading across his face: "Brother Fang? Here to hang out again today?"

"Fatty, I'm not here to play around."

"Huh?" The fat man was taken aback.

Fang Ling felt a pang of sadness, but forced a smile and said, "I've become a Soul Master, and I'm leaving Notting City for the Intermediate Soul Master Academy."

"Huh? Where?" the fat man asked instinctively.

"The Kingdom of Silves"

That far?

The fat man's mouth dropped open. Although he had somewhat expected it, he still didn't expect the day of parting to come so soon.

"Would you like to join Grandpa Liu and the others for a big meal?"

"Walk."

Eating a big meal isn't really a way of repaying someone, but a farewell meal should always be a proper meal.

Although the slaughterhouse had a strong, unpleasant odor, it provided Fang Ling with crucial resources to begin his cultivation.

Grandpa Liu and everyone else took good care of him, so we couldn't let him leave quietly like this.

……

"Eat up, everyone! Eat and drink well!"

Fang Ling booked several large tables and celebrated with everyone, using water instead of wine.

"Cheers to Brother Fang becoming a Soul Master!"

"Cheers!"

"Cheers to the birth of a genius!"

"Cheers!"

Fang Ling is already a Soul Master, whose status is far higher than that of ordinary people, and he is already high above them.

But he has not forgotten those who offered him help in his time of need and provided crucial assistance.

……

The hustle and bustle passed, and the next morning arrived in the blink of an eye.

After leaving the academy, Fang Ling didn't go back, but instead stayed at Grandpa Liu's house for one night.

He was sitting on the doorstep, quietly gazing up at the sky.

Watching the clouds gather and disperse, watching the drifting clouds turn, my gaze flickers slightly.

Old Liu walked over to him with his pipe and sat down beside him: "Are you leaving today?"

"Ah, I have to go." Fang Ling's voice was heavy.

"Take care, Fang Ling!"

"You will definitely become a big shot in the world of Soul Masters."

"You are a beggar, born to be free. Don't have any worries, just boldly move forward!"

"Haha, haha, haha, of course!"

Fang Ling choked up a little, and the pride of a transmigrator finally surfaced in his heart.

He possessed profound wisdom and solemnly made a promise to the world.

"Now that I've come to this world, I will definitely become the strongest Soul Master in this world!"

"I will definitely stand at the top of the world!"

(Volume 1, End)

Postscript.

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The young author lamented that his writing skills were ultimately insufficient.

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