Douluo: I achieve godhood through System

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Nighttime, at Wang Li's home.

Wang Li sat on his bed, gazing at the screen in front of him:

*[Do you wish to enhance the soul ring's age? (Yes/No)]*

He had gained 18 experience points in the Soul Hunting Forest, but he hadn't found a suitable time to use them. Now, back at home with no one to disturb him, he could finally try to enhance his soul ring's age using his accumulated experience.

With a silent thought, he murmured to himself:

"Yes!"

In an instant, Wang Li couldn't help but summon his martial soul. Blue Silver Grass sprouted wildly, while his yellow soul ring floated up and down.

At that moment, an invisible force seemed to gather from the void around him, surging into the soul ring. It began pulsing, expanding and contracting rhythmically, as if alive, like the beating of a heart.

Wang Li's eyes widened as he felt a surge of power rush into his body, coursing through him, penetrating his skin and muscles, washing over his organs, tendons, and bones. His entire being underwent a process of destruction and rebirth, as though he was experiencing a profound refinement.

Yet, just as quickly as it had come, the feeling subsided. Within a few breaths, Wang Li felt himself return to normal.

Taking deep, steady breaths, his eyes sparkled with delight:

"I didn't expect that enhancing the soul ring's age would have the effect of refining my body and soul power. This is fantastic news! And…"

He looked at his first soul ring, now with an impressive age of 422 years. If he kept gaining experience, he might even achieve a 999-year-old first soul ring.

For now, he chose to hold back, cautious of attracting too much attention. Someday, though, he dreamed of a thousand-year first ring, a ten-thousand-year ring, even a million-year ring—these dreams no longer felt impossible.

Soon after, Wang Li retracted his martial soul, cleared his mind, and began meditating to cultivate his power.

With this new purpose, experience points would now serve another goal: enhancing the age of his soul ring. He resolved to train diligently so that he could use more experience toward this end.

After pushing himself to exhaustion in training, Wang Li drifted into sleep. This wasn't at the academy or in the Soul Hunting Forest; he could finally sleep in and truly relax. He didn't wake until late in the morning, when sunlight streamed through his window.

As he got up and opened his door, he was greeted by a surprising sight: a crowd of villagers. They had brought tables, chairs, pots, and pans, gathering outside his home.

Upon seeing Wang Li, they turned as one, their eyes alight with excitement, admiration, and a hint of reverence.

Stunned, Wang Li glanced around, spotting the village elder, Wang Ping. Quickly, he stepped forward and said:

"Grandpa Village Chief, everyone's here already? Why didn't anyone wake me?"

Wang Ping looked at Wang Li with pride and affection, his smile wide as he replied:

"That was everyone's decision. Last night, I informed the whole village. We all agreed you must have been working hard at Nuoding Academy. Now that you're back, you deserve a good rest without any interruptions. Since you're awake now, why not say a few words to everyone?"

The crowd fell silent, all eyes on Wang Li, anticipation in their gazes.

Though taken aback, Wang Li spoke up in a clear voice:

"Everyone, uncles, elders, I have officially become a soul master. I've registered in the Spirit Hall of Nuoding City as a soul master of the Heaven Dou Empire, and I've even received a stipend of one gold soul coin."

"I used this gold soul coin to buy plenty of ingredients. Now, I need everyone's help to prepare a feast! Let's all celebrate together at noon!"

As his words echoed, the crowd erupted in cheers. After all, Wang Li had become a soul master, and not just any soul master—a registered one in the Heaven Dou Empire, with a status equivalent to nobility.

Their village had produced a soul master, a source of immense pride. Not only would this bring respect, but countless hidden benefits as well. Most importantly, Wang Li hadn't forgotten his roots; he shared his good fortune with the villagers.

As the cheers died down, Wang Ping began organizing everyone. Some started preparing the pigs, others handled the chickens and ducks… In no time, Wang Li's home was bustling with energy and excitement.

The courtyard soon became a lively hub of activity.

While directing everyone, Wang Ping looked at Wang Li with a gentle expression and asked:

"Xiao Li, how long will you be staying in the village this time?"

Wang Li replied casually,

"I'll be here for over a month…"

After a brief pause, he added,

"Grandpa Village Chief, now that I'm a soul master, I'm eligible to apply for graduation from Nuoding Academy. Before long, with the academy's recommendation, I'll be heading to an intermediate soul master academy for further studies. I may not be back for several years."

Hearing this, Wang Ping's face showed both surprise and joy. Wang Li had gone to the beginner soul master academy and returned as a soul master. If he continued to the intermediate academy, he might one day become a renowned, powerful soul master.

He observed Wang Li, noticing how much he had grown taller and stronger in just under a year. Wang Li's expression had matured, too, reflecting an adult's steadiness. With a sense of pride, Wang Ping said,

"Go, pursue your training. We'll take care of your house and fields here. Whenever you want to return, this will always be your home."

Wang Li smiled and nodded, though he wasn't sure when he would be able to come back again.

Yet he knew his bond with the village where he was born could never be broken. Inviting the whole village for a meal was his way of easing his mind before leaving, hoping to keep them in his heart with less worry.

By noon, the rich aroma of meat drifted throughout the yard and beyond. The entire village, young and old, gathered in joy. It wasn't a holiday or a festival, but everyone feasted together—a rare treat.

With endless dishes and large pots of hearty food, each bite was a sensory delight, rich in flavor. The villagers ate heartily, celebrating until nightfall.

The next day, the scene around Wang Li's door remained lively, but he couldn't spend every day socializing. So, he headed straight to the back mountain to train with his first soul skill.

His first soul skill, Growth, allowed him to instantly summon a large number of Blue Silver Vine tendrils, which he could control freely.

This skill had broad applications, but to master it thoroughly, he needed rigorous training.

Against a single opponent, Wang Li could command six, twelve, or even twenty-four vines to attack or restrain them.

But if he faced two, or even four or eight opponents, would he be able to handle them with ease? This was the crux of his training.

Controlling multiple vines at once was like drawing a square with one hand while drawing a circle with the other. He would try to have one Blue Silver Vine coil and bind with his left hand, while another vine struck like a whip with his right.

At first, the vines would inadvertently mirror each other, despite his intent to control them separately. The slightest lapse in concentration, and they would synchronize again.

It gave Wang Li a headache, but with repeated practice, he gradually began to make progress, though it often felt as if he were splitting himself in two.

Curious villagers would occasionally come to the back mountain to watch, marveling at the thick, serpent-like vines Wang Li commanded. Their admiration and respect for him grew even deeper.

Before he knew it, forty days had flown by…

(End of Chapter)