Chapter 403 Extra: Young Master Yun’s Martial Spirit
Wuhun City, Pope Mountain

Yun Ming calmed down and finished his training. He slowly opened his eyes and stared at the Tai Chi Bagua diagram hanging in the training room, lost in thought.

Can’t find it! He still can’t find it!

Ever since the day Yun Ming accompanied Yang Wudi to welcome Huang Teng into the Po Yi clan, he had begun to search for his parents. To this end, he entered the reincarnation, stepped into the God Realm, went up to the sky and down to the earth to explore the Nine Netherworlds. He turned this part of the God Realm upside down. But three years later, he still found nothing.

“Could it be that he was reincarnated into another plane under the rule of the gods?”

Yun Ming calculated in his mind, ruled out all the impossibilities, and roughly confirmed the last possibility.

But if that’s the case, it would be very troublesome.

The universe is so huge. There are 108 planes of existence just beneath the divine realm where their Douluo Star is located. It is unknown how many divine realms there are. It is really hard to find, like looking for a needle in a haystack!
After thinking hard for a while, Yun Ming couldn’t think of any efficient and feasible solution, so he had no choice but to stop for the time being.

“Forget it, let’s go back first, the auspicious time is almost here.”

As soon as he thought of this, Yun Ming stood up, took a step out, and disappeared into the house.

On the other side, the Po Yi clan, the Po Yi clan ancestral temple

Today is the day for the Pozhi clan to worship their ancestors each year. At this moment, the atmosphere among the clan is very solemn and dignified.

Before the Po Yi Clan failed to avenge the Haotian Sect and the Spirit Hall, the atmosphere in the clan was always cold and depressing, and everyone who came here would inevitably be affected by the events of the past. But now, with the enemy gone, the grudges eliminated, and the Po Yi Clan standing at the top of the spirit master world, overlooking the world, the atmosphere of ancestor worship has slowly returned to normal.

Moreover, compared to the past, the ancestral temple of the Po Yi clan is now much larger. After Yang Wudi knew that Yun Ming had become a god, he flattened several hills behind the Po Yi clan’s territory and renovated it, covering an area of ​​more than one hundred acres.

The place is large and the buildings are magnificent. With red walls and yellow tiles, painted buildings and flying eaves, it was built completely in accordance with the standards of the royal ancestral hall. The Yu clan led an external construction team and spent several years to complete it.

Yang Wudi stood at the top of the ancestral hall, looking out from inside, his eyes sweeping over each of the clan members, his heart filled with emotion.

When they were still in the Xingluo Empire, the total number of people who could participate in the ancestor worship was only more than 400 people. Now! There are more than 800 people in the ancestral hall, and no less than 3,000 people in the square outside. The contrast here is really strong.

“What do you think?” Seeing that Yang Wudi seemed to be deeply emotional, Yang Wutan next to him asked.

Yang Wudi replied from the bottom of his heart.

“Very satisfied.”

“Before Ming’er rose to power, I thought that if I could make my clan return to the peak of the Haotian Sect during my lifetime, as long as I could achieve this, I would have lived up to my predecessors!”

Yang Wudi looked back at the past, and Yang Wutian was also very sad. It was really not easy back then! At that time, the Po Yi clan was indeed far behind the Haotian Sect. Even someone as arrogant and paranoid as Yang Wudi could only think like this, which shows how big the gap was.

Yang Wudi continued.

“Now that I can see my clan’s blood feud avenged and growing stronger, I am already satisfied. Even if I die immediately, I can go to see my ancestors with peace of mind!”

“Bah bah bah!”

Everything was fine in the front, but when he heard someone dying in the back, Yang Wutan interrupted hurriedly.

“What are you talking about? We are so strong, we have to protect the family for at least another hundred years.”

Yang Wushuang on the other side also nodded and laughed.

“That’s right! We have worked hard all our lives and finally saw our family flourish. We should enjoy it for at least a hundred or eighty years! You haven’t seen Li’er and Teng’er reach the top of the continent, get married and have children!”

When Yang Wudi heard his two younger brothers talking like this, the emotion he had before disappeared. He glanced at Huang Teng, who was pulling at his clothes and looking around, and smiled.

“makes sense.”

At this moment, ripples appeared in the air and a voice came out from it.

“That won’t do. You still have two grandfathers who need to live long and hard. Otherwise, I’m afraid that people will poke my spine!”

As he spoke, Yun Ming and his family of three also walked out of the void.

Yang Wutan understood what they meant and smiled at the person they were waiting for.

“Then you have to work harder!”

Yun Ming said in a gentle voice.

“Don’t worry, leave it to me.”

“Grandpa.”

“Hello, great-grandfathers.”

Yali led Young Master Yun to greet them.

Yang Wudi smiled and nodded, and pinched Young Master Yun’s little face.

“Greetings to Yunzun, His Holiness the Pope!!!”
Led by clan leader Yang Yi, the clan members bowed and greeted each other.

Their voices were loud and their manners were very correct. Their faces were red and they were rude at first but respectful later. It was obvious that they truly admired Yun Ming.

“No need to be polite, everyone please stand up!”

Seeing everyone bowing, Yun Ming stopped talking to the grandfathers and asked them to excuse themselves.

“Xie Yunzun!!!”
“.”

Everything was settled and everyone was present. Yang Wudi announced the official start of the ceremony.

Playing music, firing cannons, beating drums, ringing bells, waving whisks, burning incense. After all the sacrificial rituals were completed, the other members of the clan also withdrew and prepared to begin the last reserved part of the day – the awakening of the martial soul.

Yang Wutan waved to Young Master Yun.

“Li’er, come to your great-grandfather.”

“Okay, Great Grandpa!”

Young Master Yun’s eyes lit up. He knew today’s segment and was very excited. He jumped and ran to Yang Wuotian.

Seeing Young Master Yun so excited, Yang Wutian also started laughing. Not only was Yang Wudi satisfied with the status quo, he was also satisfied, especially when he saw the youthful appearance of the younger generation in the clan, he felt even more deeply touched.

“Any idea what to do?”

Yang Wutian’s old face, which could scare a child to tears, was smiling perversely at the moment. It was obvious that he wanted to show the kindness of his great grandfather, but the effect didn’t seem to be very good.

Young Master Yun looked at Yang Wutian and laughed, but he himself couldn’t laugh anymore. If he didn’t know this great-grandfather, he would have wanted to run away now.

Seeing their son looking in their direction with a bit of fear, Yun Ming and Ya Li almost laughed out loud. That pitiful and timid expression was really funny. But it was inappropriate for them to laugh, but someone thought it was appropriate!

Yang Wushuang laughed out loud, and pointed in the direction of Yang Wutian. It was hard for him to hold back the expression on Young Master Yun’s face!

“Ha ha ha ha–“

“Oh, Lao Wu! Please stop laughing. If you laugh again, the children will be scared and cry.”

Children? Yun Ming looked at the other little guy present. Huang Teng quietly hid behind Yang Wudi, holding Yang Wudi and not daring to show his head. Uh, and Yang Wudi’s smile was also raised high, which was comparable to his brother’s smile. No wonder little Huang Teng didn’t dare to show his head!
Yang Wutan was a little embarrassed, especially after Yang Wushuang pointed it out.

“What are you laughing at! If you keep laughing I’ll beat you to death!”

Yang Wushuang glanced at him and replied bravely.

“The old man has a unclear self-awareness, and I can’t laugh anymore!”

Yang Wudi, who was laughing to ward off evil, couldn’t hold back any longer and laughed out loud. Then, he also got Yang Wushuang’s venomous tongue.

“Boss, you should also hold back. You two are about the same. At least you have 70% of Old Man’s strength.” Yang Wudi’s face turned dark. He glanced at Xiao Huang Teng and fell silent.

Yang Wutian couldn’t hold back when he saw Yang Wudi’s ugly smile and was told that he only had 70% of his strength. This old man was really good at scolding people! He wanted to have a full-scale fight!
“I T”

Seeing that Yang Wushuang was going crazy with killing, and Yang Wudi and Yang Wutan’s faces were almost as red as the bottom of a pot, Yun Ming quickly jumped out to adjust the atmosphere.

“Just kidding, just kidding, don’t be angry!”

“Li’er, come here. Dad will awaken you.”

As he spoke, he snapped his fingers, and a complicated and strange awakening formation appeared in front of everyone.

When Young Master Yun heard what his father said, he trotted back and stood in the awakening formation as his father requested.

The three old men saw that it was about to start, so they temporarily kept a record and left it for later. What would Yun Ming’s son awaken? Would it be the Sky-lifting Spear? They were all very curious about this.

Yun Ming comforted his son.

“Li’er, relax later. Don’t panic no matter what happens. Daddy is here for you!”

Young Master Yun nodded in response.

“Uh-huh.”

Yali thought about what Yun Ming said when he came and felt a little worried, while Yang Wudi and the others also realized that the situation was unusual and became more serious.

Yun Ming signaled to his wife to be at ease, then activated the magic circle.

The magic circle was activated, and bits of golden light rose from the ground, quickly transforming into a thick mist of light that enveloped Young Master Yun and lifted him into the air.

There was a flash of astonishment in Yang Wudi’s eyes. The number of these golden spots was so large, if he remembered correctly, it was much more than when Yun Ming’s martial soul awakened, at least twice as many.

In the martial soul awakening ceremony, the number of golden light spots is directly proportional to the quality of the martial soul. You should know that Yun Ming’s Sky-lifting Spear is already a super martial soul that suppresses the Soul-breaking Spear. Now the number of light spots attracted by Yun Li’s martial soul is much more than Yun Ming’s at that time. What kind of martial soul is this awakened? ! ! Can little Yun Li withstand such a strong martial soul?

Yang Wudi began to understand the concerns of Yun Ming and his wife.

Yali was extremely anxious as she watched the golden light pouring into her son’s body and the light stream that was still coming out without any signs of fatigue. If she hadn’t seen her husband looking normal, she would have interrupted the awakening ceremony.

Regardless of what outsiders think, Young Master Yun still feels pretty good at this moment. Warm and comfortable, the whole person feels like bathing in the sun.

But as time passed, the warmth continued to accumulate, and the comfort quickly faded away. Yun Li’s face began to twist, and he felt more and more uncomfortable until he cried out in pain.

“what!!!”

“Li’er!”

Seeing her son screaming like that, Yali was horrified and screamed. The pain in her son’s body was also the pain in her heart, even if she was the Pope.

“Li’er! Hold on, it will be over soon!”

“Don’t worry! It’s within expectations.”

Yun Ming was cheering his son on and also sending messages to comfort his family.

“Dad, I feel so bad!”

Hearing his father’s voice, Yun Li responded with tears in his eyes. At this moment, Yun Li felt as if there was a flame burning inside him, not only burning his flesh and blood, but also burning his mind, causing him unbearable pain. He had never felt such pain in his life.

Yun Ming felt distressed when he heard his son’s helpless voice, but there was nothing he could do. He had to persevere now, otherwise he would have to do it again.

“Li’er! Come on! Dad believes you can do it!”

“You are the best and the strongest. You are your parents’ pride, right?”

While chatting with his son to distract him, Yun Ming observed the condition inside Young Master Yun’s body.

Young Master Yun said weakly.

“It’s the best for me. I. Can stick to it!”

Perhaps it was because of Yun Ming and the other one. One of them was a super genius, and the other was a prodigy whose martial spirit was improving rapidly. They were not sensitive to compliments. As a result, when Young Master Yun was praised, he was quite happy and the pain was relieved.

Yali’s eyes were a little red, and water vapor obscured her vision.

“Don’t cry, Li’er. You are the bravest. After you wake up, mother will take you out to play, okay?”

Young Master Yun said with difficulty.

“it is good”

Yun Ming also spoke at the right time.

“Li’er is awesome!”

But praise is one thing, on the other hand, Yun Ming also discovered a new problem with Yun Li’s martial soul. The awakening energy is enough, but it seems to be missing something before it can be truly born.

Golden light flashed in Yun Ming’s eyes, and he began to deduce a solution.

One minute is very short, but now it feels very long. During this time, Yali has been talking to Young Master Yun, but the intervals between Young Master Yun’s replies are slowly getting longer.

“Brother Ming, hurry up!”

Seeing that her son was in so much pain that he couldn’t even cry, Yali was extremely anxious.

Yun Ming felt that his son’s condition was also urgent, and his mind moved faster. Various paths and methods connected in front of his eyes, and finally turned into two yin and yang fish embracing each other in a circle.

‘This is it!’

The fog in front of him dissipated, and he knew what Young Master Yun was missing.

Yun Ming is too strong. Perhaps only the former Dragon God can match him. His power is omnipotent, unified yet completely contradictory. This is not something a human child can bear. Even if Young Master Yun is Yun Ming’s biological son and is inherently more adapted to Yun Ming’s power, it is still not enough. Therefore, separation and buffering are needed.

Yali’s Praying Angel spirit was completely suppressed by Yun Ming’s currently unknown level of the Sky-lifting Spear, and it was impossible to naturally give birth to twin spirits or divide power, so what Young Master Yun needed was an artificial spirit.

Once the idea is figured out, the rest will be easy. A Mobius ring appeared in Yun Ming’s eyes, and he looked directly at the martial soul imprint of Young Master Yun’s martial soul. He pointed with one finger, and a light pink spear light split it in two.

Half of the mark combined with the power of creation and merged into the body, turning into a new martial soul mark, and the other half also quickly took shape.

Afterwards, Yun Ming felt two ‘crackling’ sounds coming from Young Master Yun’s body, as if something was broken, and all the golden light spots immediately swarmed into the palms of his left and right hands.

In a flash, a martial soul vaguely in the shape of a gun appeared in Young Master Yun’s right hand. Even though this martial soul had not yet fully manifested itself and only a vague shape appeared, Yang Wudi and other owners of the Soul-Breaking Gun martial soul present felt their own martial souls trembling. This was the performance of a lower-level martial soul when facing a higher-level martial soul. Moreover, the destructive aura rising from the gun made these titles feel a little scared!

A humanoid image appeared on Young Master Yun’s left hand. It was a humanoid life with four pairs of wings, and each wing had an attribute fluctuation. Wind, fire, water, earth, light, darkness, time and space, all in order! Obviously, this was a mutation of the martial spirit of Yali, his mother.

As the two martial spirits appeared, the pain in Young Master Yun’s body quickly subsided, his face relaxed again, and he fainted.

Although Ke Ren had fainted, the two martial spirits were still vaguely visible, still exerting great pressure on everyone present.

Yang Wudi looked at the light and shadow above his great-grandson’s head, swallowed and asked.

“Ming’er, what is this?”

Yun Ming raised his hand and held his unconscious son back, pressing a palm on his forehead to help him stabilize his martial soul and seal his innate soul power of level 30 to level 10.

After finishing everything and giving the child to his mother, Yun Ming had time to reply.

“Divine Martial Soul, Holy Spirit of Creation, Weapon Martial Soul, Extermination Demon Spear”

(End of this chapter)