Groudon Martial Soul

Douluo Continent, southwestern Heaven Dou Empire, Fanos Province.

Nuoding City, Holy Spirit Village.

The sun blazed overhead, and warm, clear weather had lasted for a month.

In the mountains, a sturdy, handsome Youth lay on a field of Blue Silver Grass, gazing up at the azure sky as he murmured:

"Maintaining it for a month is the limit. The crops in the village should all be dried by now."

The Youth was named Gula. He was not a native of Douluo Continent, but came from a blue planet.

As sunlight illuminated his face, Gula's expression turned melancholy. He narrowed his eyes slightly. "Six years."

Before transmigrating, he had been playing a pirated Pokémon Mobile Game. He had just clicked the draw button and only saw a flash of Red Light before arriving in this world.

And he had no idea what had happened during the transmigration. Half of Gula's soul had fallen into another world—the world of Trainers and Pokémon.

He had even become Groudon, the God of Earth among the Hoenn Trio.

This should have been a good thing. Although Groudon was constantly mocked for being unable to fly, he was a genuine First-Rank God who controlled the Authority of Earth and possessed eternal life.

But having only half a soul had become a burden for Groudon.

Gula closed his eyes, and his consciousness arrived within his clone.

The main body and clone had originally had no distinction of seniority, but after Gula reincarnated, his incomplete soul was restored, and he naturally gained control.

Deep within the ancient earth, golden eyes opened. An endless expanse of crimson magma met the eye. Feeling the weariness deep within his soul, Groudon deeply sighed, drank a mouthful of magma to moisten his throat, and sank back into slumber.

Douluo Continent.

Gula opened his eyes, and his previously unruffled gaze regained the liveliness of a Youth, as if everything that had just happened had been an illusion.

He could actually sense that he had come to the wrong world, but the fact was already set and could not be changed.

Gula could only accept reality.

He turned his head toward the mountaintop, where Tang San was cultivating the Mysterious Heaven Skill.

Over the past six years, Gula had made plans for the future. He often helped Tang San, providing him with plenty of food and clothing, and had even instilled in him the principles of "benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom, and trust."

Yet Tang San had shown no intention of teaching him the Mysterious Heaven Skill, causing Gula's plan to have Groudon learn it and attempt to restore his soul to fall through.

Gula did not resent Tang San for being an ungrateful wretch, though.

Tang San himself had transmigrated. The Mysterious Heaven Skill was his greatest secret, and he had not even told Tang Hao, let alone a friend he had known for only a few years.

If he could not obtain the Mysterious Heaven Skill, Gula still had a backup plan.

That was to become a god in Douluo Continent, transform his soul into a Divine Soul, and then follow the faint connection between him and his clone to heal the other half.

In his previous life, netizens had called Douluo Continent the Xuanhuan Sewer. But Douluo Continent did have one redeeming quality: becoming a god was extremely easy.

It could be said that as long as one's awakened Martial Soul was not too poor, one could improve one's talent through the opportunities found in Douluo Continent. Then, by maintaining a good relationship with Tang San and obtaining immortal herbs, one only had to wait for Tang San to become a god and carry him to the top.

Regardless of how disgusting the later "Tang Family Continent" became, Tang San was still quite good to his useful allies.

Gula had not yet awakened his Martial Soul, but he was confident he could become a god because he already knew what his Martial Soul would be.

If nothing went wrong, it would be "Groudon" Martial Soul.

For the past six years, the Groudon clone had spent most of its time repairing its soul through slumber. But even the slightest trace of power unconsciously radiated from it had still brought about tremendous changes in Gula.

When Gula was young, he had sensed that something within his body had been covered and devoured by Groudon's energy. If nothing went wrong, what had been devoured was Gula's original Martial Soul.

Judging from the faint feedback at the time, Gula's original Martial Soul had been rather ordinary. Before the Groudon Origin, it had collapsed at the slightest touch.

Of course, according to the Martial Soul classifications of Douluo Continent, Groudon Martial Soul was at least a God-level Martial Soul. Devouring Gula's original Martial Soul was perfectly normal.

After that, Gula discovered that he possessed the power to control clear weather.

As long as he wished, no matter whether the surrounding weather was a torrential downpour or a blizzard, he could change the weather nearby to clear skies.

This was Groudon's ability, Drought. It changed the weather to clear skies. Without outside interference, Gula had already trained it to last for a month.

For the past two years, Holy Spirit Village had no longer suffered sudden torrential rains or the misfortune of being unable to harvest its crops in time. This counted as Gula doing something for Village Chief Jack, who had adopted him.

With the sun already high in the sky, Gula felt that the time was about right. He rose and climbed the mountain, finding Tang San cultivating while facing the morning's purple clouds.

"Little San, it's time to go. Today is the Martial Soul awakening. Don't keep Brother Tao waiting too long."

Gula shouted from a distance.

"Coming."

Tang San called back from the mountaintop and quickly ran down the mountain. His steps were as light as a wild deer in the forest. Gula had only just heard his voice when he saw Tang San arrive before him.

A trace of envy flashed through Gula's eyes before vanishing.

His body had been transformed by the Groudon Origin, and his strength and defense were comparable to those of a Soul Master. Unfortunately, he did not know how to use them, and could only rely on brute force. When he ran, dust flew everywhere, making him look like a herd of wild oxen passing by.

Tang San pretended not to see the envy in his good brother's eyes. Influenced by Gula, he had learned some principles of conduct, such as gratitude and empathy.

But the worldview he had built over thirty years in his previous life was not so easy to reshape, so he had never taught Gula anything.

"Let's go. Once I awaken my Martial Soul, I'll become a Soul Master. I've wanted to go out and take a look for a long time."

Gula had long since grown accustomed to Tang San's taciturn nature. After calling out to him, he jogged down the mountain.

Perhaps because of the Authority of Earth, Gula recovered his stamina rapidly whenever he stood on the earth.

They ran all the way back to Holy Spirit Village. Despite the several-kilometer journey, Gula had not shed a single drop of sweat, leaving Tang San exclaiming that it was absurd.

It was precisely this extraordinariness, along with his more mature personality compared to his peers, that allowed Gula to become friends with Tang San.

A thatched hut stood in the center of the village. It was Holy Spirit Village's Spirit Hall, and Su Yuntao was chatting with Village Chief Jack at the entrance.

Hearing familiar footsteps, Su Yuntao looked up. His stern expression relaxed considerably. "Little Gu, hurry up. We've been waiting for you."

Gula stopped and greeted him with a smile. "Brother Tao, sorry to keep you waiting. Let's begin."

Gula often went to the Spirit Hall in Nuoding City to freeload books, and after doing so repeatedly, he became familiar with Su Yuntao. He had even helped him choose his Second Soul Ring, so Su Yuntao treated Gula like a younger brother.

"Mm. Line up and follow me inside." Su Yuntao did not Catching Up. After finishing the awakening ceremony in Holy Spirit Village, he still had to go to the next village.

Gula followed the children into the thatched hut.

Su Yuntao set up the Awakening Array and shouted in a low voice: "Lone Wolf, possess me!"

"Don't be afraid. Stand in the center of the array."

One child after another stepped forward to awaken their Martial Souls. They were all Trash Martial Souls, causing Su Yuntao's growing excitement to gradually cool.

"Little San, you go first."

Gula yielded the opportunity, and Tang San was also curious about what Martial Soul he would awaken. He did not refuse and stepped into the array.

"Blue Silver Grass, a Trash Martial Soul."

Su Yuntao shook his head in disappointment.

Tang San's agitated heart instantly sank into icy coldness. He had learned about the importance of Martial Souls from Gula. Without a Martial Soul, one could not become a Soul Master, and the Mysterious Heaven Skill could not continue breaking through.

He lost his composure. "The Soul Power hasn't been tested yet."

"Then let's test it..." Su Yuntao did not take it seriously.

Gula watched All of This coldly. Tang San was definitely someone with Twin Martial Souls and Innate Full Soul Power. Instead of worrying about him, he might as well worry about himself.

"Innate Full Soul Power!"

Sure enough, Su Yuntao stared at Tang San in disbelief, his eyes filled with the two words: You?

Tang San had no mind to pay attention to Su Yuntao. He was immersed in his own world, studying the Blue Silver Grass in his palm.

Su Yuntao suppressed his shock and waved. "Gula, your turn."

Gula nodded and stepped forward. Su Yuntao's Soul Power entered his body and flowed throughout him along his meridians.

One second, two seconds—the Martial Soul Soul Power still had not filled his meridians. Su Yuntao exclaimed in surprise, "What incredibly spacious meridians."

He gritted his teeth and continued pouring in Soul Power. Finally, searing red light erupted in all directions, illuminating the entire thatched hut. It was even hotter than the midday sun, scalding his hand with pain.

Su Yuntao hissed and withdrew his hand.

Behind Gula, a massive red phantom stood silently in midair. Its back was covered in molten-lava armor, with sharp, short spikes lining both sides. Its Sharp Claws and tail were ferocious and razor-sharp, silently proclaiming its might.

"What... what Martial Soul is this!?"

Faced with Groudon's frightening appearance, Su Yuntao stammered in fright.

Gula reveled in the power surging through his body, ignoring the inexplicable prompt that had appeared by his ear. He answered honestly, "Groudon."

Su Yuntao's expression turned strange. "You named it after yourself? It sounds a little odd. Change it—pick a better name. Since it's an unknown Martial Soul, I have to report it to the Spirit Hall."

Gula raised his head. What he had said was clearly the truth.

Forget it. No one would understand.

The loneliness of being unknown made Gula sigh. "Then call it Magma Beast. Simple and clear enough, right?"

"Mm, that's a good name. A Fire Attribute Martial Soul, huh? It sounds imposing."

Su Yuntao wrote it down and took out a crystal ball. "Let's test your Soul Power."

Gula placed his hand on it. Warm golden light illuminated the thatched hut, and Su Yuntao's startled cry rang out beside his ear: "Innate Full Soul Power!"

"Gula, do you want to join the Spirit Hall? With your talent, you'll definitely receive priority training. Becoming a Titled Douluo elder in the future won't be a problem. Oh, and Tang San, you can come along too."

Su Yuntao's expression was excited, and his hands trembled. He had never expected that the little brother who had always come to the branch hall to read would turn out to be a genius.

Gula waved his hand. "No, thanks, Brother Tao. The Spirit Hall has too many rules, and it doesn't suit me. If there's nothing else, I'll go back and familiarize myself with my Martial Soul."

More Importantly, he needed to figure out the system he had just obtained.

Just moments ago, a semitransparent panel had appeared before his eyes, and a string of prompts had sounded beside his ears. He had been in the middle of awakening his Martial Soul and had not had time to hear them clearly.

Su Yuntao's excited heart instantly went cold. He opened and closed his mouth soundlessly, then shook his head with a bitter smile.

"All right. You've been sensible since you were little, so I won't persuade you. I hope you can become an extraordinary Soul Master in the future."

"I will." Gula was extremely certain.

"You brat." Su Yuntao smiled, put away the Awakening Stone, pushed open the door, and walked out of the thatched hut.