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

The master put the jar into his belt, paused for a moment, and then said:

"It must have taken quite a bit of effort, right?"

"Hey, why are we talking about this?" Flander waved his hand. "I went with Old Zhao. He held that big guy down, and I took the blood. It didn't take much effort."

“Thank you, Boss Francis,” the master said.

"Tsk, are you being too polite with me? What? Do you treat me like an outsider?" Flander said, somewhat annoyed.

"No, I just..."

"Alright, let's stop this. Tell me about yourself. How have you been lately? I see you have two kids to take care of." Flander forcefully changed the subject.

"Actually, there are three. Another child went home and will probably be back in a few days. All three children are very talented," the master said.

"Oh? How talented are you?"

"What, trying to poach our talent?"

"Of course, Shrek Academy is short of students."

"Let's talk about it in a few years, and it also depends on their own opinion," the master said calmly.

"Alright, then you'd better work hard and try to send me all these good prospects," Flander said with a smile.

"I'll tell them about your academy's situation. Whether they go or not is up to them. Let's talk about your place instead," the master said, taking a sip of tea.

"Well, I've trained a few little monsters over the years, but I've been especially lucky these last few years, finding two exceptionally talented children," Flander said with great enthusiasm.

"Oh? Tell me more." The master became interested.

"One of these children is named Oscar, and his martial soul is the God of Food..."

"Wait a minute, wait a minute, what did you say his martial soul is?" the master interrupted.

"The God of Cookery".

"Are you still half asleep?" the master asked, frowning.

“I’m perfectly sober now, Xiao Gang. Have you ever seen a food-type Soul Master with innate full Soul Power?” Flander asked in a low voice.

The master's eyes widened slightly. "Tell me, how did you manage to abduct this child?"

Flanders tapped the table, somewhat annoyed.

"What do you mean by kidnapping? This child is an orphan I adopted when he was young. He only awakened his martial soul last year. This must be God rewarding me for doing good deeds, which is why such a genius was sent into my hands."

The master looked at Flander, unsure how to describe his incredible luck.

To adopt an orphan and awaken innate full soul power, and to be a food-type soul master at that, is beyond good luck.

That's incredibly lucky!

The master pushed the food on the table toward Flander and said:

"Eat more good food, because you never know when you won't be able to eat it anymore."

"What do you mean?" Flander was a little confused.

"That's what Xiao Feng said. If a person is too lucky, they might lose their lifespan. I think that's your situation. Trading your lifespan for luck is not advisable," the master said.

"I've never heard of such a thing before," Flander said, somewhat suspiciously.

He looked at the master and saw a faint smile in the master's eyes, and immediately understood.

"Fine, you're kidding me."

The master smiled but said nothing.

"When did you start joking?" Flander asked, somewhat puzzled.

"Because Xiaofeng gave me hope, I will no longer give up on myself," the master said with a smile.

Flander paused for a moment, then smiled. "I didn't expect you to change because of a child. But that child is indeed outstanding. Speaking of which, why don't we just send Xiaofeng to my place?"

"Have you forgotten what happened here? It's better to remain calm and not alert them. Let's wait a few years before making any moves," the master said.

“Yes, I’ll listen to you.” Flanders nodded.

"By the way, didn't you just say you had two children? What about the other one?" the master asked.

"Oh, the other child is named Ma Hongjun. I found him when I was helping the surrounding villages awaken their martial souls. This child's martial soul is a mutated phoenix. I'm considering finding him a soul ring."

"Our initial consideration is the Fire Crane. This kind of spirit beast can shoot fire lines from its beak to attack enemies, which should be able to give Hongjun a fire-type attack spirit skill," Flander said.

The master was a little unsure how to assess Flander's luck. Had this guy squandered all his luck on these two kids?

He suppressed his envy and asked:

"You said that child is a mutated phoenix? What aspect of that mutation are you referring to?"

“The mutation is mainly reflected in his flames,” Flander said. “This child’s flames are extremely hot, highly adhesive, and very difficult to extinguish.”

"Isn't this good? It seems the child's mutation is benign," the master said.

“Not necessarily.” Flander shook his head. “I have carefully examined Hongjun’s situation and found that his flame is not pure. It seems that there is something bad mixed in with it. I am worried that this will affect his development in the future.”

"Is there something bad mixed in...? If so, then let's find a way to make his flames pure," the master said.

Hearing the master's words, Flander gave a bitter smile, shook his head, and sighed:

"How could I not know that? But it's not something that can be done so easily."

The master smiled and handed Flanders a newspaper.

"You were busy helping me pass on messages before, so you didn't know the contents of that paper, right? You can take a look now, and after reading it, you should change your mind."

Flanders took the book with some skepticism and began to read it. After a while, he looked up at the master in surprise.

"Foundation Building Technique? This was something... he came up with himself?"

"if not?"

"You didn't interfere in this, did you?" Flander asked suspiciously.

He simply couldn't believe that a six-year-old could achieve such results; it was truly a groundbreaking theory of martial spirit.

Upon hearing Flander's question, the master chuckled inexplicably and countered with:

"If I had that kind of ability, would Luo Sanpao be the way he is now? Some people are born to defy others' expectations."

Looking at the newspaper in his hand, Flanders took a deep breath and sighed:

"Now I know why these people came today. My parents really gave birth to me too early; I missed out on this great era."

“Yes, we were all born too early,” the master sighed.

"Forget about this useless talk, let's talk about how to solve Hongjun's problem."

Flanders didn't dwell on it for long before quickly bringing the topic back to the main point:

"If we use the Foundation Establishment method, then there's hope for purifying Hongjun's flames. All we need to do is find him a Foundation Establishment Ring with fire attributes. Do you have any good recommendations?"

The master thought for a moment and said:

"How about the Fire-Swallowing Crocodile? This kind of soul beast lives in magma and feeds on it. It should be able to bring that child a soul ring that allows him to absorb fire attribute energy."

Flander thought for a moment and said, "Hmm...that's suitable, let's call it the Fire-Eating Crocodile then."

Chapter 58 Adjustment Plan

After teaching Chen Feng the basics of swordsmanship and ensuring he had mastered them, Sword Douluo Chen Xin returned to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School with Ning Fengzhi.

Meanwhile, Flander also left Nottingham and returned to his Shrek Academy.

After all, they all have families and careers, so naturally they can't stay here for long.

The master then took out the blood of the ten-thousand-year-old Earth Flame Dragon Beast that Flander had given him and began to feed it to Luo Sanpao.

In the grove, Chen Feng watched Luo Sanpao licking blood from a bowl, and covered his nose, saying:

"The smell of blood is really strong."

The master sighed, "That's why I came outdoors to feed Sanpao. If I had fed it indoors, it probably wouldn't have been habitable for more than a few days."

Chen Feng showed a look of sympathy on his face, "You must be very tired. You have to come all this way to feed Sanpao every time. It's amazing that Sanpao can eat so much blood with such a strong smell."

"Because Sanpao was very happy."

"Very happy?" Chen Feng asked, somewhat puzzled.

The master nodded, his expression somewhat complicated, and said:

"Yes, I can vaguely sense Sanpao's emotions. It is very happy now, like... the kind of happiness that comes from someone who has been hungry for a long time finally eating delicious food and drinking sweet spring water."

Chen Feng raised his eyebrows. "That means the blood is indeed effective for Sanpao."

"Yes, but I only realized this today. I've only ever fed it carrots before, and Sanpao has been dragged down by me," the master sighed.

"It's never too late to mend the fence after the sheep are lost, Master. There's no point in regretting the past; we all have to look forward," Chen Feng said calmly.

The master paused for a moment, then chuckled:

“You’re right, Xiaofeng. We shouldn’t regret the past. In any case, the fact that Sanpao’s situation is likely to improve is something to be very happy about.”

Chen Feng reached out and ruffled Luo Sanpao's hair a couple of times, then suddenly remembered something.

"By the way, Master, there's something I need to trouble you with."

"You said."

Chen Feng mentioned a part of his agreement with Dugu Bo: "If my plan for Poison Douluo works, then he will send his blood here in the future, and the recipient should be you."

“No problem, it’s just me collecting your things, it’s nothing. By the way, does this mean your martial spirit can be partially repaired?” the master asked.

Chen Feng nodded. "There should be hope if everything goes smoothly, but it's hard to say when. It might take many years, since Poison Douluo travels around and doesn't often donate blood."

The master nodded. It seemed he had to go back as soon as possible to find his father to cheat—no, swindle… that didn’t seem right either. He should ask for his father’s blood.

Hmm, that sounds much better.

Judging from Luo Sanpao's performance, Chen Feng's plan should be fine, and the level 29 barrier for the master should no longer be an insurmountable obstacle.

Once the master breaks through to level 30, he will have the confidence to go back and talk to his father, Yu Yuanzhen.

The master was contemplating his next plan, while Chen Feng was also reflecting on the gains and losses of his fishing trip.

Overall, he had a very fruitful fishing trip.

First, he determined the approximate level of martial spirits on the continent, especially in terms of elemental attributes, which were basically similar across the board.

Forget about the ultimate attributes from the second era of the Douluo Continent, there weren't even any that were close enough. The only difference was between excellent, good, and ordinary. The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan didn't focus on lightning, but rather on the bloodline of the dragon race.

This thwarted Chen Feng's plan to prioritize repairing the Zhen trigram.

Secondly, Chen Feng and Dugu Bo successfully reached an agreement, giving hope for the repair of the Dui trigram of the Tai Chi Bagua Sword. As a result, Chen Feng will not have to worry too much about being stuck at a certain level for a short period of time.

As for the last point, and the most unexpected one, it was that Chen Feng did not reveal his identity during the fishing operation.

He didn't show his face at all, and those forces were dealt with by Ning Fengzhi.

This was thanks to the master's decisive action, which attracted Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo, giving Chen Feng the confidence to resolve the matter without showing his face.

As soon as Sword Douluo and Ning Fengzhi stood at the school gate, Chen Feng felt completely safe.

Family members, does anyone understand? Is this the blissful feeling of being a member of the younger generation?

This feels amazing!

In fact, after discovering that he had transmigrated into the body of a younger generation, Chen Feng revised some of his previous plans.

He felt that his previous policies toward the Spirit Hall had been somewhat conservative, and there was no need to go to great lengths to patch up this outdated religious organization of spirit masters.

Why not just build a new one and give it a makeover?

Of course, to do this, you first need to organize your own team.

Chen Feng already had some ideas about this.

Shrek Academy... is a very good foundation.

In the era of Douyi, there were quite a few powerful forces on the mainland.

However, there are not many factions that are simple, have a certain amount of power, and can allow Chen Feng to paint at will.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is not an option. Although the faction is simple and the energy is sufficient, Ning Fengzhi is in his prime and treats Chen Feng well. It would be difficult for Chen Feng to take action against him, both emotionally and logically.