Martial Soul Awakening

Martial Soul Awakening

Seeing that Yin Hao was unwilling to stay for dinner, Tang San did not continue urging him. It had only been a polite offer, and taking it too seriously would be awkward.

After seeing Yin Hao out, he turned back inside to continue cooking.

Although Yin Hao had been bringing rice and other things to Tang San's family over the past few years, Tang San, as the beneficiary, had never offered any substantial thanks.

That was only normal. In the original story, Old Jack had treated him so well, yet Tang San had never repaid Old Jack in any way. Much less Yin Hao in this life. For people who held no value to him, forget helping them—he probably could not even be bothered to acknowledge them, right?

Yin Hao sneered and found a deserted corner before speaking to the System.

"System, claim the reward."

Reward claimed successfully. Congratulations, Host, on obtaining 1% Blue Silver Emperor bloodline. Current concentration: 35%.

At the same time, Tang San, who was still standing before the stove cooking, felt a slight jolt of alarm in his heart. Then he frowned, feeling as though he had lost something. After looking around and seeing nothing unusual, and since that feeling had only lasted an instant, he stopped dwelling on it.

Back to Yin Hao.

Yin Hao silently recited in his heart.

"Open the System panel."

System panel opened:

Host: Yin Hao

Martial Soul: Not awakened

Soul Power: Level 10

Soul Rings: None

Soul Bones: None

Bloodline: Blue Silver Emperor bloodline 35% (awakening available)

Assets: Gold Soul Coin ×3, Silver Soul Coin ×5

Constantly bringing things to Tang San's family over the past few years had not been without reward. At the very least, it had earned him Innate Full Soul Power. If not for the fact that he could not break through to level eleven without a Soul Ring, his Soul Power would be even higher now.

As for the Blue Silver Emperor bloodline, 35% was not low at all. By Yin Hao's estimate, although Tang San's appearance had changed drastically after awakening his bloodline in the original story, he was still human at his core. Human bloodline definitely had to be dominant, at least 51%, while Tang San after his awakening should have had, at most, 49% Blue Silver Emperor bloodline.

"System, what does this 'awakening available' mean?"

The Host's Blue Silver Emperor bloodline has reached 35%, meeting the standard for awakening. Once the Martial Soul is awakened, the bloodline will awaken automatically.

"Awaken my bloodline? Will Tang Hao be shocked when he sees me then? This is going to be interesting."

As Yin Hao thought this, the corners of his mouth unconsciously curled upward. He rose and walked toward home.

When he returned home, Old Jack had already finished cooking, but he was still waiting for Yin Hao to come back and eat with him.

The sight warmed Yin Hao's heart, and he called out.

"Grandpa, I'm back."

Old Jack looked up and smiled when he saw Yin Hao return.

"You're back? Come, Xiao Hao. Grandpa made your favorite Braised Pork Ribs today. Hurry and have a taste."

"Mm."

Yin Hao smiled as well. He had lived in these three small rooms for six years. Though it could not compare to the luxurious food and grand villas of his previous life, it had allowed Yin Hao to experience familial affection like never before.

"Oh, right, Xiao Hao. Martial Soul awakening is in three days. How do you feel about it?"

Yin Hao set down his chopsticks and chuckled.

"Don't worry, Grandpa. I'll definitely awaken a good Martial Soul. Then I'll take you away to enjoy the good life."

"Hahaha... Good. Grandpa will wait for that day."

Old Jack rubbed Yin Hao's little head and laughed. Who would not like such a sensible grandson?

After they had eaten their fill, Old Jack prepared, just as in the original story, to visit the homes of every villager with a six-year-old child and inform them about the Martial Soul awakening.

Although Yin Hao knew Old Jack might be upset by Tang Hao, he did not stop him. Nor did he have any reason to. It was the village chief's annual duty.

Sure enough, about two hours later, Old Jack returned from outside looking furious, cursing as he walked.

"That Tang Hao! It's one thing for him to be useless himself, but he wants to hold Little San back too? Is he even fit to be a father?"

Yin Hao was somewhat speechless upon hearing that. If you knew the man you were cursing was a Titled Douluo, would that scare you, old man?

Perhaps noticing Yin Hao in the room, Old Jack put away his anger and replaced it with a smile.

"Xiao Hao, it's time for bed."

"Mm, okay."

Three days passed in the blink of an eye. Led by Old Jack, Yin Hao arrived at the Spirit Hall in the center of the village.

Yin Hao was the second-to-last to arrive, while Tang San was the last. The difference was that Tang San had come alone, without Tang Hao accompanying him.

That made Old Jack blow his beard and glare again.

Aside from Tang San and Yin Hao, seven other children stood ahead of them. There were boys and girls, all around six years old. They should have been the other children here to awaken their Martial Souls.

A young man stood directly before all the children. He looked to be in his twenties, with sword-like brows, starry eyes, and a remarkably handsome face. He wore fitted white clothes and a black cloak draped behind him. At the center of his chest was a fist-sized character for soul. This was the standard attire of Spirit Hall personnel.

On his left breast was a badge engraved with a longsword, with three longswords crossed upon it. Who else could it be but Su Yuntao?

The corners of Yin Hao's mouth unconsciously rose. The legendary blind Douluo, the number-one bad-luck charm, Spirit Hall traitor, guide of gods—Master Su Yuntao!

If Grandmaster gave him one dose of bad luck, he would at least be guaranteed to become a God King in the future!

"Greetings, respected Battle Soul Master. We'll have to trouble you this time." Old Jack respectfully bowed to Tao Ge.

A faint pride showed between Su Yuntao's brows. He gave a perfunctory slight bow in return. "I don't have much time. Let's begin now."

Old Jack said, "All right. Children, this is a Battle Soul Master from Notting City. Next, he will guide you in awakening your Martial Souls. You must cooperate with Grandmaster during the awakening. Grandpa hopes that one of you will be able to become a Soul Master."

The young man said impatiently, "Enough. You said the same thing last year. Is becoming a Soul Master really that easy? I've already visited six villages, and not a single person had Soul Power. There weren't any suitable Martial Souls either."

Old Jack smiled awkwardly, his expression growing somewhat dim. With a sigh, he said, "That's right! Only the descendants of the great sects have the easiest time becoming Soul Masters. For ordinary people like us, it's simply too difficult." Shaking his head, he walked out of the Spirit Hall.

Su Yuntao no longer paid attention to Old Jack, and Old Jack tactfully withdrew from the Spirit Hall on his own.

"Children, stand in a line. Come one at a time," Su Yuntao said softly.

The nine children, Yin Hao included, lined up. Tang San stood at the very end, while Yin Hao was second from the end.

After Yin Hao and Tang San exchanged a brief greeting, they ignored each other and focused intently on Su Yuntao's actions ahead.

Su Yuntao smiled. "My name is Su Yuntao. I am a level-twenty-six Great Soul Master and your guide. Now, I will awaken your Martial Souls one by one. Remember, no matter what happens, do not be afraid."

(End of Chapter)