Volume One

"What are you doing? I'm doing your mother. Little San, what I'm doing here is none of your business!"

"Grandpa Jack, come on, eat more vegetables. Eating vegetables is good for your health." Su Xing picked up a pile of greens and placed them into Grandpa Jack's bowl.

"Brother Su, you're really too mean..."

After saying this, Su Xing lay directly on the grass, crossed his legs, and casually pulled up a stalk of Blue Silver Grass from beside him. He stripped off the roots and stuck it in his mouth.

After saying this, Old Jack stood up, sighed, and walked back to his bedroom leaning on his cane.

"..."

"What are you doing? I'm doing your mother. Little San, what I'm doing here is none of your business!"

"The number of tourists buying tickets to visit our village this month has increased quite a bit compared to last month. Most of them came for that story you made up about the Soul Saint Xiao Yan. I heard there are even tourists coming from Heaven Dou City."

"The number of tourists buying tickets to visit our village this month has increased quite a bit compared to last month. Most of them came for that story you made up about the Soul Saint Xiao Yan. I heard there are even tourists coming from Heaven Dou City."

"..." Tang San.

Tang San gave a bitter laugh, "Are you cursing me!"

From beginning to end, Martial Soul Hall never laid a hand on commoners. The so-called crimes of Martial Soul Hall were all internal conflicts of the ruling class. Those dealt with by Martial Soul Hall were either corrupt feudal dynasties, human-beast romances that violated human ethics, or powerful soul master clans that exploited the people.

"..." Tang San.

Su Xing had never been fond of Tang San, this hypocrite.

After saying this, a trace of helplessness appeared in Old Jack's eyes.

"If you happen to possess an outstanding martial soul and can cultivate, then you might become a soul master respected by thousands. Our village hasn't produced a soul master in many years."

In the early stages, Martial Soul Hall awakened his martial soul for free, and when he was a work-study student who couldn't even afford tuition, they even gave him a soul master subsidy to improve his life.

"The awakening ceremony only happens once a year. Our village's ceremony is next month, so you mustn't miss it. This time, a deacon from the Nuoding City Martial Soul Branch will personally come to our village to help the children awaken their martial souls."

From beginning to end, Martial Soul Hall never laid a hand on commoners. The so-called crimes of Martial Soul Hall were all internal conflicts of the ruling class. Those dealt with by Martial Soul Hall were either corrupt feudal dynasties, human-beast romances that violated human ethics, or powerful soul master clans that exploited the people.

Later on, he wanted to destroy Martial Soul Hall, completely unaware that one should have a heart of gratitude.

"((°Д°))!" Hearing this, Su Xing's jaw dropped.

Tang San's various crimes were simply too numerous to record, which is why Su Xing didn't like him from the start.

Tang San's various crimes were simply too numerous to record, which is why Su Xing didn't like him from the start.

"Your martial soul... pfft!" Hearing these words, Tang San looked at Su Xing in astonishment.

And what had the Two Great Empires, the Upper Three Sects, and the Tang Sect done for the people at the bottom? At a historical moment of social progress, Tang San resolutely stood on the opposite side of the people, maintained the corrupt feudal dynasty, and put history into reverse.

"Brother Su, you really are a bad kid, cursing again."

Picking up the bowl to eat, then putting it down to curse—a classic Tang-style inheritance.

"By the way, Brother Su, I heard that in one month, it will be the day of our martial soul awakening. I don't know what kind of martial soul I'll awaken. My dad is a blacksmith, do you think my martial soul will be a hammer?" Tang San said, thinking seriously.

"Your martial soul is this Blue Silver Grass, no doubt about it." Su Xing gave a wicked smile and said.

In its specific work, Martial Soul Hall always paid attention to the living conditions of low-level soul masters, providing them with subsidies to improve their lives and helping the masses awaken their martial souls for free.

"Brother Su, you're really too mean..."

"It's fine, we'll know in a month. Brother Su, what you say now doesn't count..."

"Little Su, you really are the lucky star of our Holy Soul Village. Ever since you came to our Holy Soul Village, our village has been getting better and better."

Tang San's various crimes were simply too numerous to record, which is why Su Xing didn't like him from the start.

From beginning to end, Martial Soul Hall never laid a hand on commoners. The so-called crimes of Martial Soul Hall were all internal conflicts of the ruling class. Those dealt with by Martial Soul Hall were either corrupt feudal dynasties, human-beast romances that violated human ethics, or powerful soul master clans that exploited the people.

Tang San looked at Su Xing, who was lying on the grass with a stalk of Blue Silver Grass in his mouth, basking in the sunset, and said helplessly.

Isn't this a textbook case of double standards? Setting aside the human-beast romances that violate human ethics, Tang San himself hunts intelligent high-level soul beasts and calls it the righteous path, while Martial Soul Hall hunting high-level soul beasts is wrong?

From beginning to end, Martial Soul Hall never laid a hand on commoners. The so-called crimes of Martial Soul Hall were all internal conflicts of the ruling class. Those dealt with by Martial Soul Hall were either corrupt feudal dynasties, human-beast romances that violated human ethics, or powerful soul master clans that exploited the people.

Setting aside the human-beast romances that violate human ethics, Tang San himself hunts intelligent high-level soul beasts and calls it the righteous path, while Martial Soul Hall hunting high-level soul beasts is wrong?

After a while, the curtain of the inner room was lifted, and an old man in his sixties walked out leaning on a cane. Although the old man was thin and tall, he was full of vigor, his clothes were clean and tidy, and his hair was combed meticulously.

In Tang San's heart, the Blue Silver Grass was just an ordinary blade of grass, and he still hoped his martial soul would be a little better.

"Grandpa Jack, come on, eat more vegetables. Eating vegetables is good for your health." Su Xing picked up a pile of greens and placed them into Grandpa Jack's bowl.

"Little Su, you really are the lucky star of our Holy Soul Village. Ever since you came to our Holy Soul Village, our village has been getting better and better."

Su Xing spat out the Blue Silver Grass he had been chewing.

"Heaven Dou City, that's a big city."

"Little Su, you're back."

Isn't this a textbook case of double standards?

"But a food-type martial soul... a carrot!"

"Oh, is that so? It seems my story of the Douluo Firmament is quite popular." Su Xing secretly rejoiced and took the bowl of porridge from Grandpa Jack's hand.

"Brother Su, you really are a bad kid, cursing again."

Su Xing nodded and said, "Yes, Grandpa Jack, I'll be six years old in a month."

Tang San looked at Su Xing, who was lying on the grass with a stalk of Blue Silver Grass in his mouth, basking in the sunset, and said helplessly.

Furthermore, from the Pope down to ordinary low-level soul masters, they feared no death and continuously hunted down evil soul masters, driving them all into the Capital of Slaughter. It can be said that they fundamentally resolved the threat that evil soul masters posed to the lives of the masses.

After saying this, Old Jack stood up, sighed, and walked back to his bedroom leaning on his cane.

In its specific work, Martial Soul Hall always paid attention to the living conditions of low-level soul masters, providing them with subsidies to improve their lives and helping the masses awaken their martial souls for free.

"What are you doing? I'm doing your mother. Little San, what I'm doing here is none of your business!"

"Uh... my martial soul, my martial soul is neither a tool martial soul nor a beast martial soul."

"..." Tang San.

In fact, if Martial Soul Hall could achieve unification, it could even be considered a great thing for the long-divided Douluo Continent.

"Sigh, when I awakened my martial soul back then, I couldn't awaken any soul power, so naturally, I couldn't become a great soul master..."

Tang San's various crimes were simply too numerous to record, which is why Su Xing didn't like him from the start.

Furthermore, from the Pope down to ordinary low-level soul masters, they feared no death and continuously hunted down evil soul masters, driving them all into the Capital of Slaughter. It can be said that they fundamentally resolved the threat that evil soul masters posed to the lives of the masses.

"By the way, Brother Su, I heard that in one month, it will be the day of our martial soul awakening. I don't know what kind of martial soul I'll awaken. My dad is a blacksmith, do you think my martial soul will be a hammer?" Tang San said, thinking seriously.

Grandpa Jack carried a bowl full of porridge to the table behind him, sat down slowly, and used a spoon to feed the porridge into his stomach.

Tang San looked at Su Xing, who was lying on the grass with a stalk of Blue Silver Grass in his mouth, basking in the sunset, and said helplessly.

And what had the Two Great Empires, the Upper Three Sects, and the Tang Sect done for the people at the bottom? At a historical moment of social progress, Tang San resolutely stood on the opposite side of the people, maintained the corrupt feudal dynasty, and put history into reverse.

"Uh... my martial soul, my martial soul is neither a tool martial soul nor a beast martial soul."

Tang San's various crimes were simply too numerous to record, which is why Su Xing didn't like him from the start.

Su Xing's home was on the east side of Holy Soul Village. The three mud-brick rooms were slightly crude, mainly because Grandpa Jack was usually frugal and couldn't bear to spend Gold Soul Coins to renovate the house.

Hearing Old Jack say this, Su Xing suddenly became interested in Old Jack's martial soul, so he asked, "Grandpa Jack, what was the martial soul you awakened back then?"

Su Xing nodded and said, "Yes, Grandpa Jack, I'll be six years old in a month."

"What are you doing? I'm doing your mother. Little San, what I'm doing here is none of your business!"

As soon as he entered the house, Su Xing smelled the appetizing aroma of food. He skillfully went to the stove and lifted the lid of the large iron pot; the porridge inside was already cooked soft.

In fact, if Martial Soul Hall could achieve unification, it could even be considered a great thing for the long-divided Douluo Continent.

After saying this, a trace of helplessness appeared in Old Jack's eyes.

Old Jack looked troubled.

And what had the Two Great Empires, the Upper Three Sects, and the Tang Sect done for the people at the bottom? At a historical moment of social progress, Tang San resolutely stood on the opposite side of the people, maintained the corrupt feudal dynasty, and put history into reverse.

Tang San, this guy, should be infamous for ten thousand years on the Douluo Continent and should be nailed to the pillar of shame in the history of the Douluo Continent.

From beginning to end, Martial Soul Hall never laid a hand on commoners. The so-called crimes of Martial Soul Hall were all internal conflicts of the ruling class. Those dealt with by Martial Soul Hall were either corrupt feudal dynasties, human-beast romances that violated human ethics, or powerful soul master clans that exploited the people.

Su Xing's home was on the east side of Holy Soul Village. The three mud-brick rooms were slightly crude, mainly because Grandpa Jack was usually frugal and couldn't bear to spend Gold Soul Coins to renovate the house.

Picking up the bowl to eat, then putting it down to curse—a classic Tang-style inheritance.

From beginning to end, Martial Soul Hall never laid a hand on commoners. The so-called crimes of Martial Soul Hall were all internal conflicts of the ruling class. Those dealt with by Martial Soul Hall were either corrupt feudal dynasties, human-beast romances that violated human ethics, or powerful soul master clans that exploited the people.

After saying this, Su Xing lay directly on the grass, crossed his legs, and casually pulled up a stalk of Blue Silver Grass from beside him. He stripped off the roots and stuck it in his mouth.

Old Jack looked troubled.

In Tang San's heart, the Blue Silver Grass was just an ordinary blade of grass, and he still hoped his martial soul would be a little better.

Tang San, this guy, should be infamous for ten thousand years on the Douluo Continent and should be nailed to the pillar of shame in the history of the Douluo Continent.

Tang San's various crimes were simply too numerous to record, which is why Su Xing didn't like him from the start.

After saying this, a trace of helplessness appeared in Old Jack's eyes.

After saying this, Old Jack stood up, sighed, and walked back to his bedroom leaning on his cane.

"Little Su, you really are the lucky star of our Holy Soul Village. Ever since you came to our Holy Soul Village, our village has been getting better and better."

"Uh... my martial soul, my martial soul is neither a tool martial soul nor a beast martial soul."

"Grandpa Jack, come on, eat more vegetables. Eating vegetables is good for your health." Su Xing picked up a pile of greens and placed them into Grandpa Jack's bowl.

"Brother Su, you really are a bad kid, cursing again."

After a while, the curtain of the inner room was lifted, and an old man in his sixties walked out leaning on a cane. Although the old man was thin and tall, he was full of vigor, his clothes were clean and tidy, and his hair was combed meticulously.

"Grandpa Jack, come on, eat more vegetables. Eating vegetables is good for your health." Su Xing picked up a pile of greens and placed them into Grandpa Jack's bowl.

Grandpa Jack came to the stove, picked up two bowls, and while scooping the porridge from the large iron pot with a spatula, he said to Su Xing.

And what had the Two Great Empires, the Upper Three Sects, and the Tang Sect done for the people at the bottom? At a historical moment of social progress, Tang San resolutely stood on the opposite side of the people, maintained the corrupt feudal dynasty, and put history into reverse.

After saying this, Su Xing lay directly on the grass, crossed his legs, and casually pulled up a stalk of Blue Silver Grass from beside him. He stripped off the roots and stuck it in his mouth.

Tang San looked at Su Xing, who was lying on the grass with a stalk of Blue Silver Grass in his mouth, basking in the sunset, and said helplessly.

Tang San gave a bitter laugh, "Are you cursing me!"

Su Xing spat out the Blue Silver Grass he had been chewing.

"San'er, hitting is affection, scolding is love. Brother often scolds you because he loves you." Su Xing chewed the Blue Silver Grass a few times and said.

And what had the Two Great Empires, the Upper Three Sects, and the Tang Sect done for the people at the bottom? At a historical moment of social progress, Tang San resolutely stood on the opposite side of the people, maintained the corrupt feudal dynasty, and put history into reverse.

"Sigh, when I awakened my martial soul back then, I couldn't awaken any soul power, so naturally, I couldn't become a great soul master..."

Tang San gave a bitter laugh, "Are you cursing me!"

"..."

"..."

"But a food-type martial soul... a carrot!"

"Heaven Dou City, that's a big city."

"((°Д°))!" Hearing this, Su Xing's jaw dropped.

Hearing these words, Tang San looked at Su Xing in astonishment.

From beginning to end, Martial Soul Hall never laid a hand on commoners. The so-called crimes of Martial Soul Hall were all internal conflicts of the ruling class. Those dealt with by Martial Soul Hall were either corrupt feudal dynasties, human-beast romances that violated human ethics, or powerful soul master clans that exploited the people.

Later on, he wanted to destroy Martial Soul Hall, completely unaware that one should have a heart of gratitude.

"Little Su, you really are the lucky star of our Holy Soul Village. Ever since you came to our Holy Soul Village, our village has been getting better and better."

"By the way, Brother Su, I heard that in one month, it will be the day of our martial soul awakening. I don't know what kind of martial soul I'll awaken. My dad is a blacksmith, do you think my martial soul will be a hammer?" Tang San said, thinking seriously.

Old Jack looked troubled.

Stammering, with black lines on his forehead.

After saying this, Tang San turned and left.

Tang San looked at Su Xing, who was lying on the grass with a stalk of Blue Silver Grass in his mouth, basking in the sunset, and said helplessly.

"Little Su, you're back."

"Your martial soul... pfft!"

Isn't this a textbook case of double standards?

Hearing Old Jack say this, Su Xing suddenly became interested in Old Jack's martial soul, so he asked, "Grandpa Jack, what was the martial soul you awakened back then?"

Grandpa Jack came to the stove, picked up two bowls, and while scooping the porridge from the large iron pot with a spatula, he said to Su Xing.

Tang San's various crimes were simply too numerous to record, which is why Su Xing didn't like him from the start.

Hearing this, Old Jack said solemnly, "Little Su, everyone has their own martial soul. When we reach six years old, we must undergo a martial soul awakening ceremony. After having a martial soul, it will enhance our abilities in certain aspects. Even the most ordinary martial soul will be of some help."

In fact, if Martial Soul Hall could achieve unification, it could even be considered a great thing for the long-divided Douluo Continent.

Tang San gave a bitter laugh, "Are you cursing me!"

"..."

Su Xing spat out the Blue Silver Grass he had been chewing.

Tang San gave a bitter laugh, "Are you cursing me!"

After a while, the curtain of the inner room was lifted, and an old man in his sixties walked out leaning on a cane. Although the old man was thin and tall, he was full of vigor, his clothes were clean and tidy, and his hair was combed meticulously.

After saying this, a trace of helplessness appeared in Old Jack's eyes.

In the early stages, Martial Soul Hall awakened his martial soul for free, and when he was a work-study student who couldn't even afford tuition, they even gave him a soul master subsidy to improve his life.

"Your martial soul is this Blue Silver Grass, no doubt about it." Su Xing gave a wicked smile and said.

"By the way, Brother Su, I heard that in one month, it will be the day of our martial soul awakening. I don't know what kind of martial soul I'll awaken. My dad is a blacksmith, do you think my martial soul will be a hammer?" Tang San said, thinking seriously.

Tang San's various crimes were simply too numerous to record, which is why Su Xing didn't like him from the start.

"If you happen to possess an outstanding martial soul and can cultivate, then you might become a soul master respected by thousands. Our village hasn't produced a soul master in many years."

Furthermore, from the Pope down to ordinary low-level soul masters, they feared no death and continuously hunted down evil soul masters, driving them all into the Capital of Slaughter. It can be said that they fundamentally resolved the threat that evil soul masters posed to the lives of the masses.

Hearing Old Jack say this, Su Xing suddenly became interested in Old Jack's martial soul, so he asked, "Grandpa Jack, what was the martial soul you awakened back then?"

"Little Su, you really are the lucky star of our Holy Soul Village. Ever since you came to our Holy Soul Village, our village has been getting better and better."

Furthermore, from the Pope down to ordinary low-level soul masters, they feared no death and continuously hunted down evil soul masters, driving them all into the Capital of Slaughter. It can be said that they fundamentally resolved the threat that evil soul masters posed to the lives of the masses.

"Brother Su, you're really too mean..."

Grandpa Jack carried a bowl full of porridge to the table behind him, sat down slowly, and used a spoon to feed the porridge into his stomach.

Su Xing spat out the Blue Silver Grass he had been chewing.

"San'er, hitting is affection, scolding is love. Brother often scolds you because he loves you." Su Xing chewed the Blue Silver Grass a few times and said.

In the early stages, Martial Soul Hall awakened his martial soul for free, and when he was a work-study student who couldn't even afford tuition, they even gave him a soul master subsidy to improve his life.

"Sigh, when I awakened my martial soul back then, I couldn't awaken any soul power, so naturally, I couldn't become a great soul master..."

Tang San gave a bitter laugh, "Are you cursing me!"

Tang San's various crimes were simply too numerous to record, which is why Su Xing didn't like him from the start.

"By the way, Brother Su, I heard that in one month, it will be the day of our martial soul awakening. I don't know what kind of martial soul I'll awaken. My dad is a blacksmith, do you think my martial soul will be a hammer?" Tang San said, thinking seriously.

In Tang San's heart, the Blue Silver Grass was just an ordinary blade of grass, and he still hoped his martial soul would be a little better.

Grandpa Jack came to the stove, picked up two bowls, and while scooping the porridge from the large iron pot with a spatula, he said to Su Xing.

From beginning to end, Martial Soul Hall never laid a hand on commoners. The so-called crimes of Martial Soul Hall were all internal conflicts of the ruling class. Those dealt with by Martial Soul Hall were either corrupt feudal dynasties, human-beast romances that violated human ethics, or powerful soul master clans that exploited the people.

Picking up the bowl to eat, then putting it down to curse—a classic Tang-style inheritance.

"The number of tourists buying tickets to visit our village this month has increased quite a bit compared to last month. Most of them came for that story you made up about the Soul Saint Xiao Yan. I heard there are even tourists coming from Heaven Dou City."

And what had the Two Great Empires, the Upper Three Sects, and the Tang Sect done for the people at the bottom? At a historical moment of social progress, Tang San resolutely stood on the opposite side of the people, maintained the corrupt feudal dynasty, and put history into reverse.

"It's fine, we'll know in a month. Brother Su, what you say now doesn't count..."

"Brother Su, you really are a bad kid, cursing again."

Tang San's various crimes were simply too numerous to record, which is why Su Xing didn't like him from the start.

Grandpa Jack carried a bowl full of porridge to the table behind him, sat down slowly, and used a spoon to feed the porridge into his stomach.

Furthermore, from the Pope down to ordinary low-level soul masters, they feared no death and continuously hunted down evil soul masters, driving them all into the Capital of Slaughter. It can be said that they fundamentally resolved the threat that evil soul masters posed to the lives of the masses.

After saying this, Tang San turned and left.

"..."

"((°Д°))!" Hearing this, Su Xing's jaw dropped.

"..."

In the early stages, Martial Soul Hall awakened his martial soul for free, and when he was a work-study student who couldn't even afford tuition, they even gave him a soul master subsidy to improve his life.

"Sigh, when I awakened my martial soul back then, I couldn't awaken any soul power, so naturally, I couldn't become a great soul master..."

Su Xing looked at Tang San's departing back, his stomach suddenly growled, so he got up to go home; after all, it was almost time for dinner.

Tang San looked at Su Xing, who was lying on the grass with a stalk of Blue Silver Grass in his mouth, basking in the sunset, and said helplessly.

Furthermore, from the Pope down to ordinary low-level soul masters, they feared no death and continuously hunted down evil soul masters, driving them all into the Capital of Slaughter. It can be said that they fundamentally resolved the threat that evil soul masters posed to the lives of the masses.

After saying this, Su Xing lay directly on the grass, crossed his legs, and casually pulled up a stalk of Blue Silver Grass from beside him. He stripped off the roots and stuck it in his mouth.

"..."

Su Xing's home was on the east side of Holy Soul Village. The three mud-brick rooms were slightly crude, mainly because Grandpa Jack was usually frugal and couldn't bear to spend Gold Soul Coins to renovate the house.

"Little Su, you're back."

Su Xing nodded and said, "Yes, Grandpa Jack, I'll be six years old in a month."

"The number of tourists buying tickets to visit our village this month has increased quite a bit compared to last month. Most of them came for that story you made up about the Soul Saint Xiao Yan. I heard there are even tourists coming from Heaven Dou City."

"If you happen to possess an outstanding martial soul and can cultivate, then you might become a soul master respected by thousands. Our village hasn't produced a soul master in many years."

"It's fine, we'll know in a month. Brother Su, what you say now doesn't count..."

"The number of tourists buying tickets to visit our village this month has increased quite a bit compared to last month. Most of them came for that story you made up about the Soul Saint Xiao Yan. I heard there are even tourists coming from Heaven Dou City."

As soon as he entered the house, Su Xing smelled the appetizing aroma of food. He skillfully went to the stove and lifted the lid of the large iron pot; the porridge inside was already cooked soft.

"Brother Su, you're really too mean..."

Hearing these words, Tang San looked at Su Xing in astonishment.

After saying this, Su Xing lay directly on the grass, crossed his legs, and casually pulled up a stalk of Blue Silver Grass from beside him. He stripped off the roots and stuck it in his mouth.

Hearing Old Jack say this, Su Xing suddenly became interested in Old Jack's martial soul, so he asked, "Grandpa Jack, what was the martial soul you awakened back then?"

Furthermore, from the Pope down to ordinary low-level soul masters, they feared no death and continuously hunted down evil soul masters, driving them all into the Capital of Slaughter. It can be said that they fundamentally resolved the threat that evil soul masters posed to the lives of the masses.

"It's fine, we'll know in a month. Brother Su, what you say now doesn't count..."

"Grandpa Jack, I'm back." Su Xing called out.

"Uh... my martial soul, my martial soul is neither a tool martial soul nor a beast martial soul."

"The number of tourists buying tickets to visit our village this month has increased quite a bit compared to last month. Most of them came for that story you made up about the Soul Saint Xiao Yan. I heard there are even tourists coming from Heaven Dou City."

"Little Su, you really are the lucky star of our Holy Soul Village. Ever since you came to our Holy Soul Village, our village has been getting better and better."

Isn't this a textbook case of double standards?

"..."

Hearing this, Old Jack said solemnly, "Little Su, everyone has their own martial soul. When we reach six years old, we must undergo a martial soul awakening ceremony. After having a martial soul, it will enhance our abilities in certain aspects. Even the most ordinary martial soul will be of some help."

"..." Tang San.

After a while, the curtain of the inner room was lifted, and an old man in his sixties walked out leaning on a cane. Although the old man was thin and tall, he was full of vigor, his clothes were clean and tidy, and his hair was combed meticulously.

"But a food-type martial soul... a carrot!"

Tang San's various crimes were simply too numerous to record, which is why Su Xing didn't like him from the start.

From beginning to end, Martial Soul Hall never laid a hand on commoners. The so-called crimes of Martial Soul Hall were all internal conflicts of the ruling class. Those dealt with by Martial Soul Hall were either corrupt feudal dynasties, human-beast romances that violated human ethics, or powerful soul master clans that exploited the people.

Tang San's various crimes were simply too numerous to record, which is why Su Xing didn't like him from the start.

In fact, if Martial Soul Hall could achieve unification, it could even be considered a great thing for the long-divided Douluo Continent.

"((°Д°))!" Hearing this, Su Xing's jaw dropped.

Su Xing's home was on the east side of Holy Soul Village. The three mud-brick rooms were slightly crude, mainly because Grandpa Jack was usually frugal and couldn't bear to spend Gold Soul Coins to renovate the house.

"Little Su, you're back."

After saying this, a trace of helplessness appeared in Old Jack's eyes.

Grandpa Jack carried a bowl full of porridge to the table behind him, sat down slowly, and used a spoon to feed the porridge into his stomach.

"If you happen to possess an outstanding martial soul and can cultivate, then you might become a soul master respected by thousands. Our village hasn't produced a soul master in many years."

"Brother Su, you really are a bad kid, cursing again."

In its specific work, Martial Soul Hall always paid attention to the living conditions of low-level soul masters, providing them with subsidies to improve their lives and helping the masses awaken their martial souls for free.

"The number of tourists buying tickets to visit our village this month has increased quite a bit compared to last month. Most of them came for that story you made up about the Soul Saint Xiao Yan. I heard there are even tourists coming from Heaven Dou City."

Tang San gave a bitter laugh, "Are you cursing me!"

"By the way, Brother Su, I heard that in one month, it will be the day of our martial soul awakening. I don't know what kind of martial soul I'll awaken. My dad is a blacksmith, do you think my martial soul will be a hammer?" Tang San said, thinking seriously.

"The number of tourists buying tickets to visit our village this month has increased quite a bit compared to last month. Most of them came for that story you made up about the Soul Saint Xiao Yan. I heard there are even tourists coming from Heaven Dou City."

"Heaven Dou City, that's a big city."

Later on, he wanted to destroy Martial Soul Hall, completely unaware that one should have a heart of gratitude.

"Brother Su, you're really too mean..."

Tang San's various crimes were simply too numerous to record, which is why Su Xing didn't like him from the start.

After saying this, Su Xing lay directly on the grass, crossed his legs, and casually pulled up a stalk of Blue Silver Grass from beside him. He stripped off the roots and stuck it in his mouth.

"Grandpa Jack, I'm back." Su Xing called out.

"Your martial soul... pfft!"

"Brother Su, you're really too mean..."

Tang San, this guy, should be infamous for ten thousand years on the Douluo Continent and should be nailed to the pillar of shame in the history of the Douluo Continent.

Grandpa Jack came to the stove, picked up two bowls, and while scooping the porridge from the large iron pot with a spatula, he said to Su Xing.

In the early stages, Martial Soul Hall awakened his martial soul for free, and when he was a work-study student who couldn't even afford tuition, they even gave him a soul master subsidy to improve his life.

After saying this, Old Jack stood up, sighed, and walked back to his bedroom leaning on his cane.

"Oh, is that so? It seems my story of the Douluo Firmament is quite popular." Su Xing secretly rejoiced and took the bowl of porridge from Grandpa Jack's hand.

"It's fine, we'll know in a month. Brother Su, what you say now doesn't count..."

Stammering, with black lines on his forehead.

"Little Su, you really are the lucky star of our Holy Soul Village. Ever since you came to our Holy Soul Village, our village has been getting better and better."

"..." Tang San.

Old Jack looked troubled.

"..."

Grandpa Jack carried a bowl full of porridge to the table behind him, sat down slowly, and used a spoon to feed the porridge into his stomach.

"Little Su, you really are the lucky star of our Holy Soul Village. Ever since you came to our Holy Soul Village, our village has been getting better and better."

Hearing these words, Tang San looked at Su Xing in astonishment.

"Grandpa Jack, come on, eat more vegetables. Eating vegetables is good for your health." Su Xing picked up a pile of greens and placed them into Grandpa Jack's bowl.

In Tang San's heart, the Blue Silver Grass was just an ordinary blade of grass, and he still hoped his martial soul would be a little better.

After saying this, Old Jack stood up, sighed, and walked back to his bedroom leaning on his cane.

"By the way, Brother Su, I heard that in one month, it will be the day of our martial soul awakening. I don't know what kind of martial soul I'll awaken. My dad is a blacksmith, do you think my martial soul will be a hammer?" Tang San said, thinking seriously.

Grandpa Jack carried a bowl full of porridge to the table behind him, sat down slowly, and used a spoon to feed the porridge into his stomach.

"Uh... my martial soul, my martial soul is neither a tool martial soul nor a beast martial soul."

"Little Su, Grandpa suddenly remembered something. You're almost six years old, right?" Old Jack put down the spoon in his hand, thought for a moment, and asked.

"Your martial soul... pfft!"

Tang San, this guy, should be infamous for ten thousand years on the Douluo Continent and should be nailed to the pillar of shame in the history of the Douluo Continent.

Grandpa Jack came to the stove, picked up two bowls, and while scooping the porridge from the large iron pot with a spatula, he said to Su Xing.

"Brother Su, you really are a bad kid, cursing again."

Tang San, this guy, should be infamous for ten thousand years on the Douluo Continent and should be nailed to the pillar of shame in the history of the Douluo Continent.

Old Jack looked troubled.

Setting aside the human-beast romances that violate human ethics, Tang San himself hunts intelligent high-level soul beasts and calls it the righteous path, while Martial Soul Hall hunting high-level soul beasts is wrong?

Su Xing nodded and said, "Yes, Grandpa Jack, I'll be six years old in a month."

Tang San's various crimes were simply too numerous to record, which is why Su Xing didn't like him from the start.

Grandpa Jack came to the stove, picked up two bowls, and while scooping the porridge from the large iron pot with a spatula, he said to Su Xing.

"((°Д°))!" Hearing this, Su Xing's jaw dropped.

Hearing this, Old Jack said solemnly, "Little Su, everyone has their own martial soul. When we reach six years old, we must undergo a martial soul awakening ceremony. After having a martial soul, it will enhance our abilities in certain aspects. Even the most ordinary martial soul will be of some help."

Setting aside the human-beast romances that violate human ethics, Tang San himself hunts intelligent high-level soul beasts and calls it the righteous path, while Martial Soul Hall hunting high-level soul beasts is wrong?

Hearing this, Old Jack said solemnly, "Little Su, everyone has their own martial soul. When we reach six years old, we must undergo a martial soul awakening ceremony. After having a martial soul, it will enhance our abilities in certain aspects. Even the most ordinary martial soul will be of some help."

Su Xing spat out the Blue Silver Grass he had been chewing.

Su Xing's home was on the east side of Holy Soul Village. The three mud-brick rooms were slightly crude, mainly because Grandpa Jack was usually frugal and couldn't bear to spend Gold Soul Coins to renovate the house.

"If you happen to possess an outstanding martial soul and can cultivate, then you might become a soul master respected by thousands. Our village hasn't produced a soul master in many years."

Later on, he wanted to destroy Martial Soul Hall, completely unaware that one should have a heart of gratitude.

After a while, the curtain of the inner room was lifted, and an old man in his sixties walked out leaning on a cane. Although the old man was thin and tall, he was full of vigor, his clothes were clean and tidy, and his hair was combed meticulously.

"The number of tourists buying tickets to visit our village this month has increased quite a bit compared to last month. Most of them came for that story you made up about the Soul Saint Xiao Yan. I heard there are even tourists coming from Heaven Dou City."

After saying this, Tang San turned and left.

"What are you doing? I'm doing your mother. Little San, what I'm doing here is none of your business!"

Hearing this, Old Jack said solemnly, "Little Su, everyone has their own martial soul. When we reach six years old, we must undergo a martial soul awakening ceremony. After having a martial soul, it will enhance our abilities in certain aspects. Even the most ordinary martial soul will be of some help."

After saying this, a trace of helplessness appeared in Old Jack's eyes.

"The number of tourists buying tickets to visit our village this month has increased quite a bit compared to last month. Most of them came for that story you made up about the Soul Saint Xiao Yan. I heard there are even tourists coming from Heaven Dou City."

Tang San, this guy, should be infamous for ten thousand years on the Douluo Continent and should be nailed to the pillar of shame in the history of the Douluo Continent.

In its specific work, Martial Soul Hall always paid attention to the living conditions of low-level soul masters, providing them with subsidies to improve their lives and helping the masses awaken their martial souls for free.

"If you happen to possess an outstanding martial soul and can cultivate, then you might become a soul master respected by thousands. Our village hasn't produced a soul master in many years."

"Little Su, you're back."

Stammering, with black lines on his forehead.

"The awakening ceremony only happens once a year. Our village's ceremony is next month, so you mustn't miss it. This time, a deacon from the Nuoding City Martial Soul Branch will personally come to our village to help the children awaken their martial souls."

Hearing this, Old Jack said solemnly, "Little Su, everyone has their own martial soul. When we reach six years old, we must undergo a martial soul awakening ceremony. After having a martial soul, it will enhance our abilities in certain aspects. Even the most ordinary martial soul will be of some help."

As soon as he entered the house, Su Xing smelled the appetizing aroma of food. He skillfully went to the stove and lifted the lid of the large iron pot; the porridge inside was already cooked soft.

Hearing Old Jack say this, Su Xing suddenly became interested in Old Jack's martial soul, so he asked, "Grandpa Jack, what was the martial soul you awakened back then?"

"Grandpa Jack, come on, eat more vegetables. Eating vegetables is good for your health." Su Xing picked up a pile of greens and placed them into Grandpa Jack's bowl.

Isn't this a textbook case of double standards?

"Uh... my martial soul, my martial soul is neither a tool martial soul nor a beast martial soul."

Tang San, this guy, should be infamous for ten thousand years on the Douluo Continent and should be nailed to the pillar of shame in the history of the Douluo Continent.

In Tang San's heart, the Blue Silver Grass was just an ordinary blade of grass, and he still hoped his martial soul would be a little better.

In its specific work, Martial Soul Hall always paid attention to the living conditions of low-level soul masters, providing them with subsidies to improve their lives and helping the masses awaken their martial souls for free.

As soon as he entered the house, Su Xing smelled the appetizing aroma of food. He skillfully went to the stove and lifted the lid of the large iron pot; the porridge inside was already cooked soft.

"Little Su, Grandpa suddenly remembered something. You're almost six years old, right?" Old Jack put down the spoon in his hand, thought for a moment, and asked.

Old Jack looked troubled.

"The number of tourists buying tickets to visit our village this month has increased quite a bit compared to last month. Most of them came for that story you made up about the Soul Saint Xiao Yan. I heard there are even tourists coming from Heaven Dou City."

Su Xing nodded and said, "Yes, Grandpa Jack, I'll be six years old in a month."

"The number of tourists buying tickets to visit our village this month has increased quite a bit compared to last month. Most of them came for that story you made up about the Soul Saint Xiao Yan. I heard there are even tourists coming from Heaven Dou City."

Furthermore, from the Pope down to ordinary low-level soul masters, they feared no death and continuously hunted down evil soul masters, driving them all into the Capital of Slaughter. It can be said that they fundamentally resolved the threat that evil soul masters posed to the lives of the masses.

In its specific work, Martial Soul Hall always paid attention to the living conditions of low-level soul masters, providing them with subsidies to improve their lives and helping the masses awaken their martial souls for free.

Grandpa Jack came to the stove, picked up two bowls, and while scooping the porridge from the large iron pot with a spatula, he said to Su Xing.

Later on, he wanted to destroy Martial Soul Hall, completely unaware that one should have a heart of gratitude.

"..."

Old Jack looked troubled.

Tang San's various crimes were simply too numerous to record, which is why Su Xing didn't like him from the start.

In the early stages, Martial Soul Hall awakened his martial soul for free, and when he was a work-study student who couldn't even afford tuition, they even gave him a soul master subsidy to improve his life.

Tang San looked at Su Xing, who was lying on the grass with a stalk of Blue Silver Grass in his mouth, basking in the sunset, and said helplessly.

Stammering, with black lines on his forehead.

"But a food-type martial soul... a carrot!"

Hearing these words, Tang San looked at Su Xing in astonishment.

"Little Su, you're back."

"San'er, hitting is affection, scolding is love. Brother often scolds you because he loves you." Su Xing chewed the Blue Silver Grass a few times and said.

Su Xing's home was on the east side of Holy Soul Village. The three mud-brick rooms were slightly crude, mainly because Grandpa Jack was usually frugal and couldn't bear to spend Gold Soul Coins to renovate the house.

After saying this, a trace of helplessness appeared in Old Jack's eyes.

"Grandpa Jack, come on, eat more vegetables. Eating vegetables is good for your health." Su Xing picked up a pile of greens and placed them into Grandpa Jack's bowl.

"Uh... my martial soul, my martial soul is neither a tool martial soul nor a beast martial soul."

After saying this, Su Xing lay directly on the grass, crossed his legs, and casually pulled up a stalk of Blue Silver Grass from beside him. He stripped off the roots and stuck it in his mouth.

Tang San gave a bitter laugh, "Are you cursing me!"

After a while, the curtain of the inner room was lifted, and an old man in his sixties walked out leaning on a cane. Although the old man was thin and tall, he was full of vigor, his clothes were clean and tidy, and his hair was combed meticulously.

"Little Su, you're back."

Hearing these words, Tang San looked at Su Xing in astonishment.

"What are you doing? I'm doing your mother. Little San, what I'm doing here is none of your business!"

"But a food-type martial soul... a carrot!"

"..." Tang San.

"Little Su, Grandpa suddenly remembered something. You're almost six years old, right?" Old Jack put down the spoon in his hand, thought for a moment, and asked.

Later on, he wanted to destroy Martial Soul Hall, completely unaware that one should have a heart of gratitude.

Setting aside the human-beast romances that violate human ethics, Tang San himself hunts intelligent high-level soul beasts and calls it the righteous path, while Martial Soul Hall hunting high-level soul beasts is wrong?

In fact, if Martial Soul Hall could achieve unification, it could even be considered a great thing for the long-divided Douluo Continent.

Tang San, this guy, should be infamous for ten thousand years on the Douluo Continent and should be nailed to the pillar of shame in the history of the Douluo Continent.

"((°Д°))!" Hearing this, Su Xing's jaw dropped.

After saying this, Su Xing lay directly on the grass, crossed his legs, and casually pulled up a stalk of Blue Silver Grass from beside him. He stripped off the roots and stuck it in his mouth.

"..."

"Grandpa Jack, I'm back." Su Xing called out.

"Sigh, when I awakened my martial soul back then, I couldn't awaken any soul power, so naturally, I couldn't become a great soul master..."

"..." Tang San.

Later on, he wanted to destroy Martial Soul Hall, completely unaware that one should have a heart of gratitude.

Setting aside the human-beast romances that violate human ethics, Tang San himself hunts intelligent high-level soul beasts and calls it the righteous path, while Martial Soul Hall hunting high-level soul beasts is wrong?

"It's fine, we'll know in a month. Brother Su, what you say now doesn't count..."

And what had the Two Great Empires, the Upper Three Sects, and the Tang Sect done for the people at the bottom? At a historical moment of social progress, Tang San resolutely stood on the opposite side of the people, maintained the corrupt feudal dynasty, and put history into reverse.

"..."

"By the way, Brother Su, I heard that in one month, it will be the day of our martial soul awakening. I don't know what kind of martial soul I'll awaken. My dad is a blacksmith, do you think my martial soul will be a hammer?" Tang San said, thinking seriously.

After saying this, Old Jack stood up, sighed, and walked back to his bedroom leaning on his cane.

After saying this, Tang San turned and left.

"If you happen to possess an outstanding martial soul and can cultivate, then you might become a soul master respected by thousands. Our village hasn't produced a soul master in many years."

"..."