Douluo Continent: I am a biologist, and I have awakened a weapon spirit?

Will this old man really be able to make a difference at this age?

Even if this old thing can be of some use, what if the old thing can't hold on anymore?

Filters can break too, and the soul of an old man is not something eternal. If Old Deng gets played to death one day, where will Chen Feng find a replacement?

Chen Feng seems perfectly normal now, but wasn't A Yan perfectly normal back then? In the end, didn't he still cause a tragedy?

If that day comes, Chen Feng doesn't know what he might do to those around him.

"Xiao Feng, do you sense anything is wrong with this martial spirit?" the master asked from the side.

"Not at the moment."

"For now..." the master sighed softly.

"Isn't there a reliable solution?" Liu Erlong couldn't help but ask. "Even Xiao Gang's martial soul defect can be solved. I think with your intelligence, Xiao Feng, you can definitely solve this martial soul problem."

She really didn't want to see such a brilliant and outstanding young man end up like Ah Yan.

Both the master and Flander looked at Chen Feng, who stopped and said:

"I only have a temporary solution, and I don't know if it will work. As for a permanent solution... I won't consider it unless we can develop a technology to replace the martial soul."

Chapter 253: A Mysterious Inspiration

The four of them fell silent for a moment.

The fact that it only treats the symptoms and not the root cause is clearly a big problem.

Therefore, Flander and the other two were somewhat worried about Chen Feng's future.

As for Chen Feng himself.

Although he inevitably felt lost because of Ah Yan's experience, he was mentally prepared and his mindset remained relatively stable.

Moreover, he is still young and has not committed many atrocities, so he should not have any problems in the short term.

At that time, this old man could play a role to some extent, and with Chen Feng and Yang Jian as a balance, his situation should be better than that of his predecessors. It is estimated that he can at least live to adulthood normally.

“Xiao Feng, I think you should go to Chisha City. Judging from what Village Chief Ma said, there might be some of your clansmen there. Perhaps they can offer some solutions,” the master said thoughtfully.

Chen Feng nodded slightly in agreement, "I had the same idea, but I'm afraid they've hidden themselves, and it won't be easy to find them in a city then."

His lineage of the Chen family would certainly not make a big fuss, and they might even hide or change their surname, as can be seen from Ayan's practice of only mentioning his name.

Under these circumstances, Chen Feng didn't have much confidence in finding his own lineage.

Moreover, there's a possibility that Ah Yan is lying.

But this is still a clue, and it wouldn't hurt to stop by Red Sand City on the way back.

"Speaking of which, I feel that the existence of martial spirits is both an enhancement and, to some extent, a shackle for humanity," Chen Feng sighed.

The master deeply agreed with this statement, "Especially when a Soul Master develops their Martial Soul incorrectly, or when their Martial Soul has certain defects."

He has both problems: his golden horn was congenitally mutated, and later, due to improper upbringing, it suffered from maldevelopment.

“But we have no choice. Once we awaken our martial soul, we can only follow the predetermined path,” Flander sighed.

Liu Erlong nodded, "That's right. There are also many soul masters from commoner backgrounds who, because they lack inheritance and receive incorrect guidance in junior academies, have gone down the wrong path. It was because I saw this situation that I decided to start Blue Tyrant Academy."

"However, the later emergence of the Foundation Building Technique pointed out the way for biological Soul Masters, and the new Soul Master positioning also made many people clear about their development direction. Xiao Feng, your contribution in this regard is quite significant."

"So we all believe in you, Xiao Feng. You will definitely be able to overcome the flaws in your martial soul." The master patted Chen Feng on the shoulder.

Flanders laughed:

"You said before that you wanted to research a technology that could replace a martial soul. To be honest, if there were a chance to choose again, many soul masters would want to change their martial soul. When that day comes, you will definitely be hailed as a god by soul masters."

"It could also be a fall into an abyss," Chen Feng thought to himself.

If martial souls can truly be replaced, it means that the major drawback of martial soul bloodline inheritance will be eliminated, and the status of these current soul master families will inevitably be affected.

At that time, conflict, chaos, and even war are foreseeable.

To be honest, Chen Feng felt that Bibi Dong was like a little girl compared to him when it came to starting a war, because he knew the source of the conflict and how to escalate and expand it.

For example, if Chen Feng had simply thrown out the original version of the soul bone manufacturing technology without any processing, a major chaos would have inevitably broken out.

Who knows, someone might run into the tavern, bang on the table, shouting slogans like "One soul bone is worth 500,000 gold soul coins, even a carriage can't hold it all," and then comb their hair into a side part, grow a mustache, and start yelling "West Sea!"

From this perspective, the position of Rakshasa God should not belong to Bibi Dong, but to Chen Feng.

Of course, Chen Feng wouldn't expect such a thing.

His martial soul itself had hidden dangers. If it were also affected by the Rakshasa Divine Thought, then there would be no need to struggle. He could just lie flat and be done with it.

......

The next morning, Chen Feng and his group of five bid farewell to Village Chief Ma and the villagers, and then left Qiyu Village.

Ma Hongjun slept soundly all night, completely unaware that Chen Feng had left in the middle of the night. Chen Feng would not tell him the truth of what happened back then, as the truth was too heavy and there was no need for more people to know it.

Back in Soto, the five of them went to a shop, the meeting place they had agreed to meet the day before. It was the same small shop that Flander had opened in Soto.

However, at this moment only Tang San and Xiao Wu were here; the others probably hadn't returned yet.

Upon entering the shop, Chen Feng saw Tang San staring blankly at a crystal on the wall, while Xiao Wu lay leisurely on a recliner next to him, looking quite comfortable.

"Xiao San, Xiao Wu, why are there only two of you?" Chen Feng glanced at the crystal on the wall and asked the two of them.

Xiao Wu sat up. "Dean, you're back? Teacher Zhao and Senior Qin went back to the academy to revisit the old places and reminisce about the past. They haven't come back yet."

"Oh, you two are here quite early." Flander waved Xiaowu away, then lay down on the recliner and let out a comfortable sigh.

He used to enjoy lounging in this recliner when he had nothing to do. This recliner has witnessed many of his years, and now that he's revisiting this place, he naturally has to lie down in it again.

"No, Xiao San and I didn't actually go back. We just stayed here for the night," Xiao Wu said.

"Hmm? Why not go back?" Flander asked, somewhat puzzled.

As he spoke, he seemed to remember something and gently patted the armrest, saying:

"I'm going to take this recliner back with me this time."

"Um, let Xiao San explain to you." Xiao Wu nudged Tang San beside her.

Tang San approached Flander and said:

"Dean, could you sell me that crystal?"

Flander didn't even look at what Tang San was saying, and waved his hand, saying:

"Why would I sell it? If you want it, just take it."

Tang San hesitated for a moment, then said:

"Dean, this is no ordinary crystal; its value may exceed your expectations."

Flander then glanced at the crystal on the wall and asked:

"Not ordinary crystal? Then what is it?"

"It is a sheet crystal."

Flander and Master Liu Erlong looked at each other, clearly neither of them had ever heard of this term.

Tang San explained:

"Most people think that amethyst is the most precious crystal, but there is a type of crystal called rutilated quartz, which is even more valuable than amethyst. Rutilated quartz is when some natural crystals develop golden thread-like objects inside under certain conditions. These golden threads are called rutilated quartz or golden quartz. As long as rutilated quartz is present, no matter what color the crystal is, its value will exceed that of the best quality natural crystal. This is rutilated quartz."

"Then what about crystalline quartz? What's its relationship with rutilated quartz?" Flander asked curiously.

"When the number of crystals in a rutilated quartz crystal is large enough and dense enough to form a plate-like shape, this type of rutilated quartz crystal can be called plate quartz," Tang San replied.

Flander understood. "You mean plate quartz is the more precious rutilated quartz?"

"Yes."

Flander gave Tang San a deep look. "Actually, you shouldn't have said these things, San. I just told you to take the crystal directly. Why bother mentioning its value?"

"The dean is not an outsider," Tang San said succinctly.

Flander smiled, stood up, walked to the wall, took down the crystal, and then returned to the recliner. Tang San's gaze followed the crystal the whole time.

Flander examined the crystal in his hand carefully and found that there was indeed a golden light shining through it, but it was not easily noticed because of the impurities on the crystal. He then handed it to Tang San.

"Dean, please name your price." Tang San accepted the crystal.

“I said I’d give it to you, but if you don’t mind, could you tell me what this thing is used for? Or is it just that it’s precious?” Flander asked.

Tang San glanced at the door, and Chen Feng went over and closed the door, then said to him:

"Mistress, let us see what you've got."

Tang San nodded, placed the crystal in his hand on the ground, took out a forging hammer from the Jade Snow Ice, and used his Xuan Tian Gong internal energy to smash the crystal on the ground.

Xiao Wu instinctively covered her ears, and the others also instinctively used their soul power to protect themselves.

With a loud bang, the crystal on the ground shattered instantly. At this moment, a strange scene appeared: countless golden light points scattered out of the crystal.

Before Tang San could speak, Flander reached out and grabbed, and invisible energy gathered in his hand, drawing back the scattered points of light.

He picked up a golden particle, noticing that it was slightly soft yet incredibly elastic, and asked:

"Is this what you wanted?"

"Yes, once this gold is removed from the protection of the crystal, it will automatically curl up and form particles, but if soul power is injected into it..."

Tang San picked up a golden hair and poured his Xuan Tian Gong internal energy into it. Instantly, the golden hair slowly extended into a thin golden thread.

Flanders followed suit and then tried to prick his hand with the gold thread, and a drop of blood oozed out.

He withdrew his soul power, and the golden threads shrank into golden particles.

"What a vicious weapon." Flander understood the purpose of the gold and his gaze became somewhat solemn.

"I call it the Dragon Beard Needle, which is specifically designed to break through internal martial arts... uh, it's a soul power protection technique that can inflict immense pain on enemies," Tang San explained.

"In other words, the Soul Master Competition doesn't allow weapons other than Martial Souls, otherwise the outcome of this competition would be even less suspenseful," the Grandmaster sighed.

Xiao Wu wholeheartedly agreed, "Yes, it would be best to give that Yan a few, and see if he still dares to be arrogant."

Flander clicked his tongue in amazement and handed the golden hairpin to Tang San, saying, "Little San, you have to be careful when using this."

"I will, Dean." Tang San put away the gold hairpin.

Liu Erlong looked around and said:

"I didn't expect you to have such good stuff here, Mr. Fu. I thought your shop was full of junk."

"This is too much junk. There are a few life-related soul tools, but they're not very valuable," Flander said.

"What kinds of soul tools are they?" Chen Feng asked, intrigued.

“There were a few soul-guided lamps, a soul-guided recording device, and a soul-guided music box. That’s about it,” Flander recalled.

"I understand the Soul Guiding Lamp, but what are the Soul Guiding Image Recaller and the Soul Guiding Music Box?" Xiao Wu asked curiously.

"The soul-guided recording device can record images, but the recorded images are not very clear, and sometimes it doesn't work very well. As for the soul-guided music box..."

Flander pointed to a box on the counter, "Look, that's it. As long as you input soul power into it, it can spin and play music at the same time."

"A phonograph that can record images? Dean, can you sell it to me?" Xiao Wu's eyes lit up.

As a girl, she has a natural passion for taking photos.

Flander pointed to the counter, "The phonograph and the music box are together. Go get them yourself. They're not valuable. Grab the music box too."

"What if you misjudge me again, teacher?" Ma Hongjun casually remarked from the side.

"If I misjudged you, so be it. Consider it my graduation gift to you all." Flander didn't seem to care much.

He has guarded these things for so many years. If there are still treasures like the crystal plate inside that he has not discovered, then it can only be said that he is truly not destined to possess such treasures.

So rather than letting these things gather dust, it's better to let the children pick some they like and take them home; at least the meat will still be in the pot.

Thinking this, Flander planned to let Chen Feng pick one as well, but he saw him looking at the music box that Xiao Wu had brought over, with a thoughtful expression on his face.

"Interested in this music box?" Flanders asked.

Chen Feng nodded.

"Take it then. I didn't expect you to like music, Xiao Feng." Flander smiled.

"Thank you, Dean." Chen Feng took the Soul Guidance Music Box and poured his soul power into it.