Green Lotus

Dai Yao returned to his bed, sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes, regulated his breathing, and entered a meditative state.

Within his spiritual world, a Green Lotus swayed gently.

"Perhaps my fate rests on you." Dai Yao muttered to himself. This Green Lotus was the culprit behind his arrival in the Douluo Continent.

In his previous life, after working overtime late into the night once again, he passed by the lotus pond beneath his company. For some reason, he was drawn to a strange lotus in the pond.

As if bewitched, his entire body walked straight toward that lotus.

As a result, he fell into the lotus pond.

Since he could not swim, he naturally died, and then he arrived in this world.

This lotus had remained in his spiritual world for five or six years. He had once suspected that it might be his golden finger.

But when he thought of how, in other Douluo fanfictions, the protagonists could receive a Chaos Cyan Lotus, a Pangu Axe Martial Soul, and the like just by checking in at certain places, then looked again at this Green Lotus's harmless appearance, he could not help but dismiss that absurd idea.

"This might be my Martial Soul, too." Dai Yao thought again.

Could it be some kind of Chaos Cyan Lotus or something? Forget it. I won't think about it anymore. There have never been any clues, and guessing back and forth won't produce an answer. Still, since this Green Lotus was able to bring me across planes, it must have something extraordinary about it. I just haven't discovered it yet.

In any case, this Green Lotus is in my spiritual world. One day, I'll discover its secret.

Although this Green Lotus was not as powerful as those check-in systems, it had granted Dai Yao a special ability.

Sensing the existence of Qi.

Soul Masters cultivated Soul Power by relying on the Qi drifting between heaven and earth.

From the day he sensed Qi, he had been ecstatic, throwing himself into researching it day and night.

He discovered that as long as he visualized the Green Lotus in his spiritual world, he could automatically begin cultivating.

In the original story, wasn't Tang San able to reach Innate Full Soul Power when he awakened his Martial Soul after cultivating the Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record?

Therefore, he cultivated diligently every day. Finally, several years ago, his cultivation reached a bottleneck, and his Dantian could no longer store any more Qi.

His cultivation consequently stagnated.

But when he thought that he would awaken his Martial Soul tomorrow, he was suddenly inspired and began cultivating once more.

When he visualized the Green Lotus, a phantom of the Green Lotus also appeared in his Dantian. In an instant, the Qi drifting between heaven and earth seemed to find an outlet and surged madly toward Dai Yao.

The Qi flowed through his limbs and bones, passed through numerous meridians, and finally gathered in his Dantian.

Whenever this happened, he felt his body flowing, as if he were floating in water, cool and refreshing.

Within his Dantian, the Green Lotus Phantom drove the Qi in his Dantian to rotate, dyeing it a verdant blue. The Dantian was like a gigantic millstone. The Qi that had just entered his body was also drawn into rotation, slowly ground apart, and assimilated.

Yet when he finished cultivating, the Qi that had originally been assimilated separated once more and flowed along his countless meridians back into the world.

Still no good? Could it be that I've encountered the same predicament Tang San faced when cultivating the Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record in the original story? Do I have to obtain the First Spirit Ring before I can continue cultivating? Dai Yao thought dejectedly.

Tomorrow was the day he would awaken his Martial Soul. Thinking of his background, he could not help but feel worried. There was a high probability that he could not inherit the White Tiger Spirit. Although he had the Green Lotus in his spiritual world, he still did not know what use it had.

He stood up, stepped through the snow, and entered the courtyard. A bright full moon hung from a branch, radiating crystalline light.

Gazing at the bright moon, he thought of an Old Friend.

Were his parents from his previous life doing well? How was their life? How was his mother, who loved to smile? Was his father, who had always been stern yet secretly cared for him, still working away from home?

After arriving in the Douluo Continent, his biological mother had been murdered by the Empress. The Star Luo Emperor, the man who was his father by blood, was no more than a stranger to him. Sorrow surged through his heart. Separated from his family and with an uncertain future, he struck the trunk of a dead tree with his palm to vent his emotions.

Crack—

Wood chips flew through the air.

A wave of pain traveled through him. This was not pain on the surface of his palm, but a tingling ache that spread from within outward, traveling from his bones to his skin.

"What is this?" Dai Yao stared at his palm, dumbfounded.

A clear palm print had been left on the tree trunk.

One had to know that he was only a six-year-old child. Even if it was a dead tree, a six-year-old child would have difficulty leaving any mark on it through his own strength.

"When did I become this strong? I clearly didn't use much force." He was astonished. After the pain subsided, he struck the tree trunk again with his palm.

Yet the tree trunk bore no mark, and the pain in his hand had not increased.

Could it be because of the Qi? He had just finished cultivating, and his arm still contained Qi that had not dispersed. After his first strike, the Qi had been consumed, causing the power to increase greatly. The second strike had no Qi, so it had little power.

The Qi that hasn't dispersed from my hand already has such tremendous power. Then how powerful would it be if I circulated Qi into my hand before striking?

Once he decided to do something, Dai Yao did not hesitate. He circulated the Qi in his Dantian, let it flow through his arm, then raised his uninjured left hand and struck the dead tree with his palm.

With a crack, the dead tree, which would have required a person to encircle it with both arms, was severed at the waist.

But Dai Yao had no mood to look at the tree's miserable state. Intense pain shot straight to his crown. "Damn, that hurts!"

Dai Yao grimaced in pain. His entire arm seemed no longer to belong to him. He realized that he could still bend his arm slightly and said with lingering fear, "I was too reckless this time. I nearly broke my arm!"

The Qi in my Dantian has also been consumed considerably. In other words, I can only launch this attack a few times for now. Still, I can adjust the amount of Qi to control its power. In the future, when facing enemies, I can use this as a trump card.

How can a powerful technique not have a name?

Since it can unleash tremendous energy in an instant and is activated through both fists, I'll call it Eight Extremes Collapse.

He peered outside through the crack in the door. Fortunately, the Cold Palace was in a remote location, and the commotion here had not attracted anyone's attention.

He returned indoors and continued cultivating in his room, replenishing the Qi he had expended. The Qi of heaven and earth surged into Dai Yao's Dantian like a whirlpool, and his originally empty Dantian began to fill at a visible speed.

Within his spiritual world, the Green Lotus swayed and scattered a faint dust.

His injured arm also began to heal slowly.

The next day.

Today was the important day of the Martial Soul awakening, and Dai Yao rose early. To his surprise, he discovered that most of yesterday's injuries had already healed.

His left hand, which he had injured after throwing a full-force punch, no longer hurt. Only when he exerted force could he still feel a slight tingling sensation.

"Could this also be the Green Lotus's doing? Does it have healing abilities?"