Chapter 117: Chapter 107: A Soul Slave Appears; Clash in the Imperial Court
Wilderness World, outside the market cabin.
Cheng Zongyang neatly arranged the three corpses and placed the Soul Crystal Stone on the ground in front of their heads.
He wasn’t sure how to operate the Soul Crystal Stone, so this was the only way he could think to try it.
"Release!" Cheng Zongyang uttered.
Instantly, the panel displayed another prompt.
Cheng Zongyang saw it was the exact sa prompt as before and selected [Yes].
The next second, the Soul Crystal Stone on the ground floated into the air, its crimson light growing brighter and brighter.
About two ters off the ground, a ray of red light scanned the surroundings before two beams of light fell upon two of the corpses.
Cheng Zongyang held his breath, staring intently at the Soul Crystal Stone without moving a muscle.
After scanning the two corpses, the Soul Crystal Stone exploded into a ball of red light.
Imdiately after, the two corpses on the ground, bathed in the beams of light, began to disintegrate.
The scene resembled ancient fabric, buried for a thousand years, that crumbles to dust at the slightest touch. It also looked like people turning to dust after Thanos snapped his fingers.
But all this dust was absorbed by the red light.
Slowly, the red light contracted, forming a swirling mass of red mist about a ter in diater.
[Please begin sculpting a new body. Ti limit: three minutes. If the ti limit is exceeded, a body will be randomly generated based on the appearance of the two corpses. Sculpting can be done by visualizing it in your mind.]
A box suddenly popped up in front of Cheng Zongyang. Seeing the prompt, he was taken aback. He thought for a mont, then suddenly asked:
"Does it have to be in human form?"
If possible, he would have preferred to create so sort of Beastman, which felt like it would have more raw power.
But neither the Soul Crystal Stone nor the Stone Ring gave any reaction.
To avoid any mishaps, he decided to play it safe. If he wasted ti and it was randomized, it would be a huge loss.
Slowly, as he began to visualize it in his mind, the mass of red mist started to writhe and take on a tall, humanoid shape.
The feeling was incredibly strange for Cheng Zongyang, as if he were personally creating a life!
If he had more of these Soul Crystal Stones, he would’ve gladly sculpted so of the female celebrities or ani characters he liked from his past life. He could have even made them look better.
But right now, he only had one, and its purpose was to be a laborer. It wasn’t necessary.
A mont later, as the red mist dissipated, a man about 1.9 ters tall appeared.
He wasn’t overly muscular, and his face was that of an ani character—Mark.
From Spirit Cage, the commander of the Hunters.
As the character’s form was finalized, the panel appeared again.
[Soul Slave bound. Attribute panel generated. You may modify the following information. No changes can be made after completion.
Na: Wang Degui (Modifiable)
Physique: 30 (Normal: 10)
Power: 50
Endurance: 40
Agility: 30
Skill: None (Can copy a Skill from the Soul Master. Cannot be upgraded or changed. Ti remaining: 23:58:46)
Attribute Talent: Strong Power (Passive Talent. Increases Power Attribute by 20% in combat.)
Unallocated Attribute Points: 10]
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Looking at the Attributes on the panel, Cheng Zongyang was quite surprised. These Attribute Points were far, far higher than those of an ordinary person!
’Choosing the Martial Artists’ corpses was the right call! These Basic Attributes are at least on par with a Ninth Grade Martial Artist.’
Cheng Zongyang was thrilled. Now, he not only had a laborer but also a combat assistant! Even if it was only within the Wilderness World.
A 20% Power boost, and a Passive Talent at that—this was a true Fighter!
Next, Cheng Zongyang copied his Archery Skill over and then allocated the Attribute Points to Power.
’Since it can’t be changed or upgraded later, these Attribute Points have to go into Power!’
This would allow the Soul Slave’s Strong Power Talent to be utilized more effectively.
Sixty points of Power, plus the Strong Power boost, was equivalent to a temporary increase of another twelve points of Power!
That made a total of seventy-two points of Power—seven tis the Power Attribute of an ordinary person!
This Soul Slave now had the strength of an Eighth Grade Martial Artist!
A Ninth Grade by default, but an Eighth Grade in combat.
It would be useful for both labor and combat.
Finally, Cheng Zongyang changed the na to [Ma San]. After triple-checking that there were no issues, he clicked [Submit]. The panel refreshed.
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Na: Ma San
Physique: 30
Power: 60
Endurance: 40
Agility: 30
Skill: Archery (Specialization)
Attribute Talent: Strong Power
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Cheng Zongyang was very satisfied as he looked at the new Attribute Interface.
At that mont, the Soul Slave landed on the ground.
"Ma San greets you, Master."
Ma San, who was a full head taller than Cheng Zongyang, said respectfully as he cupped his fists.
"There’s no need for such formalities. From now on, you can just call
’Milord.’ Tell
about your forr identity."
He knew the Soul Slave’s body had randomly fused with a Soul, so its mories should still exist. Thus, he was curious to know who the person had been.
Ma San spoke with imnse respect, "Milord, this subordinate’s original na was Wang Degui, and my current na is Ma San. Five years ago, I was a farr’s son. After performing well during my military service, a lord kept
in the county to serve as one of the City Tower Guard Soldiers.
"In my past life, I was standing guard on the city tower when displaced commoners rioted and stord the city. But because I had contracted a plague, I had a high fever and was too weak to run fast. I died, trampled under the rioters’ hail of stones. After becoming a Soul, I learned from another Soul nad Skinny that two Martial Artists had instigated the riot by telling the commoners they had the plague, which drove them to desperation.
"This subordinate was then drawn by so unseen force into a red space. After that, I saw an exit. Driven by my lingering obsession, I fought my way out of the fray, only to realize that it was you, Milord, who granted this subordinate a new life."
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