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Dou Luo: This Tang San is Different

Transmigrator 1: "Tang San, you reincarnated by seizing someone else's body, how despicable!" Slap! Tang San slapped him back and scolded: "You are the one who reincarnated and awakened your previous life's memories, and I am the one who seized someone else's body, right?" Transmigrator 2: "Tang San, you are so hypocritical! You actually told Dugu Bo the worst way to treat his poison, and stole his immortal grass." Slap! Tang San slapped him again and said: "Were those immortal grasses planted by Dugu Bo? No? Then in this fantasy world, killing and robbing is very normal, right? As long as I am strong, then everything I do is right!" Transmigrator 3: "I'd rather be Xiao Yan's lackey than Tang San's brother!" Bang! Tang San smashed his head with a Sky Hammer and said: "You like Xiao Yan so much, why did you transmigrate to Douluo Continent? I am kind-hearted, I'll send you to Douqi Continent!" In his previous life, Tang Chuan transmigrated to Tang San, without any cheats, he wanted to follow the rules, practice Xuantian Gong diligently, and break through the hundredth level by researching his martial soul. He didn't expect that transmigrators would come one after another, and each one of them was a "moral model". Tang San said: "You guys are bored, right?" ****** Power Stone Goal: 200PS = 1 CHAP 600PS = 5 CHAP Have early access to over 25 chapters on patreon along with weekly mass chapter drop: patreon.com/ZeroMoney Announcement: For every 5 patron that join my patreon before 1 Feb I will mass release 15 chapters. patreon.com/ZeroMoney This is a translation.

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Chapter 75: Forging a Spear? No Way!

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"Really not?"

Yang Long asked in a deep voice. He wanted to forge a dragon-patterned spear that was the same as his martial soul. It wasn't that he wanted Tang San to serve him specifically, but he was wondering if he could fuse his martial soul with a real spear, thereby increasing the quality of his martial soul.

As a transmigrator, he naturally knew about battle armor. Although he couldn't even see its shadow in this era, he felt that he could use his martial soul to refine a real spear, improve the quality of his martial soul, and absorb it into his body.

If Tang San knew about this idea, he would only say that it was wishful thinking.

A martial soul was a martial soul, and metal was metal. Battle armor could be absorbed into the body because the metal used to forge battle armor had to be at least soul-forged, which had a tiny bit of spiritual light. Moreover, there were corresponding soul guidance patterns inside it, which could operate soul power and connect into soul guidance patterns.

Or it could be directly nurtured by divine power to become a semi-divine artifact.

At the very least, it had to be four-word battle armor.

Using ordinary hundred-forged or thousand-forged metal to forge a spear, and there were no closed soul guidance patterns engraved on the spear, there was no way Yang Long could succeed.

However, in this way, using the martial soul and the real weapon together could probably increase the Soul Master's understanding of their martial soul and increase their cultivation speed.

After all, this could also be considered a kind of simulated cultivation environment, but it was extremely special.

Tang San was currently able to thousand-forge, but Yang Long couldn't afford that price. Thousand-forged iron was one price, and a spear forged from thousand-forged iron was another price.

Not to mention, spears were still contraband.

"It really won't work, guest."

Shopkeeper Li was a little helpless, "From the guest's accent, you're not a local. You must have seen many Soul Masters and commoners. Other than the Spirit Hall, the Heaven Dou Empire, the Star Luo Empire's Knights, soldiers, and those whose martial souls are spears, who else carries a spear?"

"Perhaps there are blacksmith shops that will forge one for you, as long as the price is right... But our blacksmith shop can't. I have so many apprentices here, and I have to be responsible for them."

Yang Long was silent for a moment before asking, "Are there any other blacksmith shops here?"

"No, Nuoding City only has mine."

Shopkeeper Li said, "Guest, I suggest you forge weapons like daggers and short knives. They're very effective for hunting souls and self-defense. Spears are indeed a little difficult to use in the forest."

"Forget it then." Yang Long shook his head and looked at Tang San, "This one looks young, but he should be the best blacksmith here, right? What's your name? Can you privately forge a spear for me?"

"His name is Tang San. He's a student of Nuoding Academy. His forging skills are the best here. He's not an apprentice. However, guest, spears really can't be made." Shopkeeper Li introduced Tang San and also reminded Tang San not to be muddle-headed and forge a prohibited weapon for money. If he was caught by the Spirit Hall or the City Lord's Mansion, it wouldn't be easy to get out.

Yang Long ignored Shopkeeper Li and stared straight at Tang San.

"Another one." Tang San sighed to himself and said, "I don't accept private work. This is also a taboo in every industry. It can be seen that you don't have much experience in dealing with people. Even if you want me to forge it, you have to wait until I leave and come back to find me in private, right? If you ask like this, even if I can forge it, I can't forge it anymore. Otherwise, if you get into trouble, the first thing others will do is drag me into it."

Hearing Tang San say this, Shopkeeper Li heaved a sigh of relief, and the other apprentices also became happy.

The corners of Yang Long's mouth twitched. He didn't know what to say, so he could only say, "My martial soul is the Dragon Pattern Spear. It doesn't matter if I hold a real spear or not, right?"

"It matters. Maintaining a martial soul requires the consumption of soul power, while a real spear can exist all the time, and anyone can use it." Tang San shook his head, "The nature is different. Moreover, if you accidentally lose the spear and someone else picks it up, I'll still be implicated in the end."

"No, you can forge it a little heavier for me. It'll be more than a hundred catties, so others won't be able to use it. My strength is quite strong." Yang Long had been taking medicinal baths since he was young, so his strength was quite great.

"More than a hundred catties?" Tang San shook his head, "I have to say, guest, you really have no concept of weight. Even if you have a thousand catties of strength, the most suitable weight for a weapon that you can hold for a long time is about ten catties, or even less. The heaviest can't exceed twenty catties."

"Otherwise, what's the use of you just being able to hold it?"

"If you want to use it to train your weightlifting ability, dumbbells are better."

In other words, this was a real world, not a game. Even if you had a thousand catties of strength, you wouldn't be able to use a thousand catties of weapons.

Even the Tang San in the original work, the Sea God's Trident in his hand only weighed a hundred and eight catties. It was just that the power it displayed was the effect brought about by the weight of a hundred and eight thousand catties.

If a person had a thousand catties of strength, they would be able to use a thousand catties of weapons with great power. Then they would have to consider whether they were living in a dream woven by others.

"If you insist on me forging a spear for you, and the weight has to be more than a hundred catties, then even if the guest has a thousand catties of strength, this spear is not for fighting, but for training. I think the heaviest weight that the guest can handle is about fifty catties."

Tang San continued, "After all, a thousand catties of strength can only be in a burst state, not a normal state, right?"

Yang Long was speechless. After all, Tang San's analysis was indeed reasonable, and his own strength hadn't reached a thousand catties. Without using soul power, he could only lift objects weighing close to nine hundred catties. He hadn't reached the true physical strength of a thousand catties.

If he really took a spear that weighed a hundred catties, it might really become a burden to him, just like Tang San had analyzed.

Although it was effective to cultivate with weights, if he didn't do it properly, he might end up with some hidden injuries that he couldn't detect. That wouldn't be worth it.

In the clan, with Yang Wudi watching over him, there was no problem. However, outside, he had no way of controlling his own body's condition. He wouldn't be able to detect if he had any hidden injuries.

"Alright, I want a fifty-catty spear. Can you forge it?" Yang Long decided to listen to the "protagonist's" suggestion.

"No, didn't I say it before? Spears are contraband." Tang San shook his head.

"The kind I use for practice, can't you forge it either?" Yang Long felt that Tang San was playing with him, and his tone became a little heavy.

"This kind is fine. After all, we have to consider the commoner children whose martial souls are spears." Tang San changed his tone, "However, the guest has to go to the Spirit Hall to register first, and then go to the City Lord's Mansion in Nuoding City to find the City Lord to register. Get a joint permission certificate from both parties, which is to stamp two seals on your martial soul certificate."

Yang Long was dumbfounded, "So troublesome? Can commoner Soul Masters whose martial souls are spears get a stamp?"

"The Spirit Hall's stamp can be obtained, but the City Lord's Mansion's stamp is not necessarily. You need to give gifts. For commoner children, they can't even see the City Lord." Tang San sighed, "However, with the Spirit Hall's stamp, commoner children can use wooden spears. It's enough for them who are still studying in the primary Soul Master Academy. If they can become Soul Masters before graduation, then their talent is not bad, and the City Lord won't make things difficult for them."

Yang Long: "······"

(End of the chapter)