Chapter 8: Old Man

Xiu Ye met up with Yu Fei moments later on and together, the two head off back towards Mang Tian's workshop/house and separated afterwards.

Xiu Ye sat down in a meditation position on top of his new bed and new room. This new room of his is completely different compared to his previous one; it's much bigger and has his own personal soul TV for him to enjoy watching.

'The life of a blacksmith sure is rich.' Xiu Ye enviously thought before shaking his head to get rid of his thoughts.

Right now, he should be more focused on fusing with his newly acquired spirit soul.

It was one o'clock of the afternoon, a couple of hours after he visited the Spirit Pagoda and recently eaten lunch.

Xiu Ye and Mang Tian had just finished on eating their lunch, it was simple chicken soup and rice, they didn't really talk much but the latter did give the former some ground rules, well, rule.

"Don't do or bring drugs here, anything else, you can do whatever the hell you want." Mang Tian said, not waiting a reply from Xiu Ye, he got up to wash his dishes and later head off to rest.

That was half an hour ago and right now Xiu Ye was about to fuse with his spirit soul, which he got the instructions on how to do so from Yu Fei on the way back.

Closing his eyes Xiu Ye recalled the way on how he use his soul power to summon his martial soul and the steps in his mind, and lightly raised his right hand to his chin level.

'Judging the concept of creation'

'Hypothesizing the basic structure'

'Duplicating the composition material'

'Imitating the skill of its making'

'Sympathizing with the experience of its growth'

'Reproducing the accumulated years'

'Excelling every manufacturing process'

"Trace On, Flowing Blade-like Flame(Ryūjin Jakka)" A halo of red light appeared on top of his palm for a moment and the familiar katana appeared, hovering above his palm for a moment, before laying flat down on his hand.

Xiu Ye grabbed the sheathed sword by the handle, and soon after, he grabbed his spirit soul ball and opened it.

A ray of yellow light appeared from the ball, lighting the entire room for several seconds, and the sounds of thunder was heard resounding the entire room.

Floating above the ball was a small hammer, the handle was some type of dark wood with its grip being a comfortable looking black leather, the head was cylindrical in shape with two faces and runes marked around the edges of the hammer's head and handle. Sparks of electricity, coiling around like little snakes, appeared all around the hammer.

Xiu Ye gulped nervously, second guessing in his choice of spirit soul, before shaking his head and regain his resolve and determination.

He will get stronger, for the sake of a comfortable lifestyle, he will deal with any trouble that comes in his way without any hesitation.

"Let's do this, I should be fine, I mean after all, what's the worst that could happen?" He brought the Thunder Hammer spirit soul towards his martial soul, and a bright blue silver light soon appeared.

Xiu Ye could feel a small feeble mind entering his mind. It felt excited and enthusiastic but also brimming with dependence.

Xiu Ye opened up his soul and accepted it inside.

'Well that wasn't so bad–!' A moment after he thought of that, a bright cyan light engulfed the entire room.

*Bang!*

"What was that?"

Mang Tian looked up to the ceiling in alert, momentarily pausing from his work of pounding a metal ore before shrugging off his shoulders and resuming his work, already knowing that his new ward is currently fusing with his spirit soul and should be fine.

'More importantly, I should think about what my brother-in-law had asked for me. Sending his kid here to get a job, pfft, what does he think this is? A playground?' He scoffed in his head as he absorbed himself once more in his work, completely ignoring everything around him.

Back at Xiu Ye's room.

"I am not fine!" Xiu Ye screamed in pain as his body spasm and jerk around, the strange cyan lines once more appeared around his arm, face, neck and the sides of his mid body. Sparks of flickering cyan lightning unexpectedly started to appear from the cyan lines on his body. His body unexpectedly started heating up.

His martial soul lied down on the floor, completely unsheathed, displaying its magnificent blade and embers of flames surrounding it, thankfully the flames didn't seem to caught anything around it on fire, even his flammable bed, but it still gave off an intense heat that could make a soul master's skin boil.

The Thunder Hammer spirit soul floated inches above the Flowing Blade-like Flame Sword, sparks of electricity and bolts of thunder rained down around the martial soul, like a mini thunderstorm, while the sword seem unfaze as flames just counterattack the hammer's attacks.

The two weapons of war seem to be at odds, their auras were exuding that of battle and supremacy against one another. For one shall fall and obey the the victor. But at the look of things, the Flowing Blade-like Flame is sure to be the victor.

Flowing Blade-like Flame Sword started to glow and a obscured humanoid shadow started to emerge on top of it.

Xiu Ye didn't notice the status of his martial soul because he had unknowingly blacked out from the pain and his mind is currently somewhere else.

"Ugh... Uh, what in the hell?!"

His eyes opened wide in disbelief, as he stood still, in the now familiar landscape of the ever limitless steel and fire.

At the sky of the land, was the ever brilliant shining sun, now unexpectedly undergoing some changes.

The grey colored clouds in the sky had darkened and started rumbling, signifying a unexpected great storm coming. But instead of water coming down, lightning and thunder rained down upon the land of weapons.

"Ahhh!!" Xiu Ye ran around the ground filled with weapons; trying to dodge the lightning bolts that was striking down around.

"Oh god, what did I do to deserve this!?" Xiu Ye screamed with tears streaming down his face as he dodges a lightning bolt heading towards him by a hairs breath.

He had expected a lot of things when he found out he reincarnated into this world. Becoming a soul master, meeting the main protagonist and the other casts, trying out forging or be a mecha craftsman so he could earn a lot of money, and probably even becoming a Titled Douluo.

Transported into a word of weapons with a bright sun that produces a lot of heat that made his skin itch and a thunderstorm like what Thor would do if he got angry, wasn't in his list of expectations!

"Oh sweet baby Jesus!" Xiu Ye shouted in fear as a large thunder bolt struck down on the ground in front of him.

This continued for half an hour before stoping.

Xiu Ye was on the ground, his eyes widened in fear and shock. He's pretty sure that he just got traumatized or got PTSD.

Right now, he really wants to go home and sleep.

"Oho, impressive that you survive that ordeal young man" Suddenly, Xiu Ye heard a unknown aged voice coming from behind him.

Tilting his head back, he squinted his eyes to see on who it was. Only for his eyes to widened once more on seeing who was behind him.

It was an elderly man with a bald head with a faded crisscross scar on his forehead, visible wrinkles, hooked nose, and pronounced cheekbones. He has red eyes, long white eyebrows, long white mustache, and similar hip-length white beard secured by a purple band crossing down it. He wore a uniform, with the colors consists of mainly black and white, with a haori draped over his uniform.

He stood tall in the barren land filled with weaponry, a wooden cane on hand that was stabbed in front of him, the top held with both of his hands.

He ignored the great flaring heat baring down on his body and thunder going crazy around him, even if the latter was striking the ground near him.

"Genryūsai Yamamoto..." Xiu Ye muttered in a daze.