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Night falls, the full moon hangs in the sky, its light bright and clear.

Jing Tianming sat alone by the window, looking up at the bright moon, but his hometown was gone, and now only he, a stranger in a foreign land, remained.

One day, she went out and struck it lucky; when she reappeared, she was already pregnant. Only after she was born did she realize that she was a Douluo person.

From being the young master of the Jing family at birth, to being Hu Liena's fiancé, and then to his family's destruction and ending up in the Spirit Hall, only two short years passed. But from a destitute orphan to a bright, studious, and exemplary student who excelled in both character and academics, it took him four years.

But it was useless!

In this world that highly values ​​martial spirits, one can go from being the center of attention to falling into obscurity with just a martial spirit awakening ceremony.

He has experienced this extreme contrast firsthand today.

"It is said that one is a stranger in a strange land, and misses one's family all the more on festive occasions."

"But now, I have no relatives or friends." Jing Tianming closed his eyes sadly, and some past memories inadvertently surfaced in his mind.

"Tianming, your brother is going to school now. You'll have to protect me from now on."

"Tianming, will you really marry me someday?"

"Tianming, did you hear that? I've awakened level 9 innate soul power! Haha, I'll protect you from now on!"

"Oh? You want to learn medicine from Elder Ju? Then if I ever get sick in the future, you'll have to treat me for free..."

"Tianming, how do you learn things so fast? Even Elder Ju praised you... Tianming, please teach me..."

"Twin Martial Souls! Tianming has actually awakened twin Martial Souls!?"

"..."

After an unknown amount of time, Jing Tianming suddenly opened his eyes. There was no hatred or sadness in his eyes, but rather a relieved smile.

"We realize that the past cannot be changed, but we know that the future can be pursued."

"Since Hu Liena has made her decision, why should I care anymore?"

He didn't blame Hu Liena for announcing the engagement today. As a modern time traveler, he had never been particularly fond of arranged marriages. The only thing he hadn't expected was that it wasn't Hu Liena herself who came to him to break off the engagement.

It was Pope Bibidon.

This initially disappointed him somewhat.

But now that I think about it, Hu Liena, who is three years older than him, is just a child now.

"Very well, with one matter on my mind and one entanglement settled, from now on I can soar freely like a bird in the sky and leap freely like a fish in the sea!"

Thinking of this, Jing Tianming quickly straightened up, then lightly raised his right hand, and with another thought.

The mutated martial spirit that had just awakened yesterday was now suspended in his palm.

One gold and one silver piece, a set of two.

The gold piece is a spherical, fist-sized, openwork sphere, consisting of two layers. The outer layer is an openwork sphere with patterns resembling flowing clouds or flames, intertwining to form a dark gold, perforated protective layer. Inside, it is hollow, with a dark gold sphere, no bigger than a thumb, quietly suspended in its center.

The surface was covered with a layer of dark rust, making it look more like a finely sculpted bronze ball that had just been quenched and cooled.

The blade is made of silver and is shaped like a crescent moon. Its overall curvature is about three-quarters of a circle, wider in the middle and narrower at the outer edges, thicker inside and thinner at the outer edges, like two crescent-shaped scimitars pieced together. The wider and thicker areas are decorated with patterns resembling flowing clouds or flowing fire, but in silver. These patterns intertwine and, from the center to the sides, outline nine grooves.

The central groove resembles a full moon, gradually decreasing in size towards both sides until it becomes two symmetrical crescent moons.

Just like the waxing and waning of the moon.

However, it looks grayish overall, as if it has been oxidized, and appears somewhat dull and lackluster.

Meanwhile, the equally dark, gold-plated sphere was now suspended in the very center of the moon blade, surrounded by the back of the blade.

"The Golden Wheel of the Sun and Moon!"

When his martial spirit first awakened, this name immediately came to mind for Jing Tianming. He had seen it in a martial arts movie in his previous life; it seemed to be called "The Legend of Shushan." Recalling the visual effects in the movie, he felt it resembled a magical artifact from a fantasy world.

Therefore, they were quite excited at the time, thinking they had awakened twin martial souls, after all, they had two.

In fact, not only him, but everyone present at the time felt the same way, including Hu Liena, whose words of amazement he still remembers.

This matter even alarmed Bibi Dong.

But after the innate soul power was tested...

Everything has changed.

Only half a level!

Furthermore, it is not a twin martial soul, but a single martial soul, only composed of two "single pieces".

He remembered Bibi Dong's changing expressions, from anticipation to surprise, then to disappointment, and finally to coldness. He also remembered Bibi Dong's subsequent angry departure with a somber face, Yan's gloating and disdainful look, Hu Liena's confusion, and Xie Yue's silence.

Not long after, he learned the evaluation results from Chrysanthemum Douluo.

It is a malignant mutation, and the cause lies with his parents.

His mother's martial soul is the Golden Pomelo, which is known for its high defense, and she also follows the defensive route.

However, to add some offensive capabilities, perhaps believing that true gold is not afraid of fire, several fire-attribute soul rings were added.

Therefore, it also possesses a certain fire attribute attack capability.

His father's martial soul is the Crescent Moon Blade, with a handle in the middle and sharp edges, which is the kind that takes the path of strong attack.

The problem is that, due to the characteristic of the martial soul being as cold as iron, it is equipped with a soul ring with an excessively cold attribute.

Ice and fire, heat and cold, are inherently mutually exclusive.

Chrysanthemum Douluo guessed that, barring any unforeseen circumstances, his martial soul should indeed have been a twin martial soul. However, during the awakening process, due to the mutual incompatibility of attributes, a rejection phenomenon occurred, which led to a malignant mutation in his twin martial soul, causing it to degenerate into a single martial soul.

The principle is that the cold and hot energies clash and cancel each other out during awakening, causing both to weaken significantly. Ultimately, they reach a balance or symbiotic state in an extremely weak state. As a result, the martial soul awakens, but the twin martial souls are also lost. Furthermore, due to energy loss, their strength is greatly reduced, ultimately leading to their current state. The fact that their innate soul power is only half a level also stems from this.

Simply put, the two martial souls disliked each other even when they were still in the gestation stage, fought a battle inside his body, and ended up both of them being injured.

Now that all their energy is depleted, they've started living in harmony again, holding hands and becoming brothers.

In addition, Ju Douluo also gave a special reminder.

He should avoid adding fire or cold attribute soul rings to his martial soul in the future, otherwise the balance might be broken again.

The outcome is unlikely to be good, and it might even further damage the foundation of your martial spirit, affecting your subsequent cultivation.

As we all know, the quality of a martial soul is often linked to the efficiency with which a soul master can absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

The lower the quality, the lower the efficiency.

Thinking of this, Jing Tianming felt quite helpless.

"Oh, you two had a good fight, but it's been tough on me, the master."

He reached out and gently stroked the blade facing him. The moon blade was not large, only 30 centimeters in diameter, which was far from the size of the blades depicted in movies and TV shows that wrapped around the body.

The blade, though smooth at first glance, is rough and uneven upon closer inspection, much like the surface of the full moon overhead.

"I wonder if the immortal herbs in the Yin-Yang Well can restore you to your original appearance, or even take you a step further."

In Jing Tianming's view, only the immortal herb could help him defy fate.

However, he absolutely could not reveal the matter of the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well right now. Firstly, he couldn't find a suitable excuse, and secondly, he dared not trust anyone blindly, not even Chrysanthemum Douluo, who had always been kind to him. Self-interest could tempt him, especially since he was currently in a weaker position.

One wrong step and there's no turning back!

He had just experienced the fickle nature of human nature once, and he didn't want to experience it again. He dared not gamble!

This is also why he proactively suggested to Bibi Dong that he return to their ancestral homeland, stating that he had no interest in cultivation and preferred to live the life of a wealthy man. The former was to leave Spirit City, while the latter was to completely fade from the Spirit Hall's view, facilitating his future actions.

With this in mind, Jing Tianming began to think about his future plans.

Time slips away bit by bit.

The bright moonlight shone on Jing Tianming and illuminated the martial spirit in his hand, casting a large shadow in the open space behind him.

A moment later, the not-so-wide moon blade was covered with a faint silver light under the moonlight and shimmered slightly.

Jing Tianming's eyes were slightly blurred by the flickering light and shadows, but he came to his senses.

They assumed it was the wind that was moving the surrounding objects, causing the reflections to sway and creating the illusion of shimmering silver light.

He subconsciously pulled his martial spirit closer and reached out to grab the small golden ball in the center, preparing to examine it more closely by the light of the moon.

The next moment, however, his expression suddenly froze, his pupils dilated, and his gaze focused.

Simply because.

The moon blade in his hand seemed to be truly gleaming.