Xiao Lin and Little San (Please Follow and Bookmark)

Douluo Continent, southwest of the Heaven Dou Empire, Fasinuo Province.

Notting City, Holy Soul Village.

"Knock, knock."

"Uncle Tang Hao, I'm here to see Little San."

A delicate-looking child lightly knocked on the door. Without waiting for Tang Hao's response, he pushed it open and peeked inside.

In the dim room, Tang Hao lay drunkenly on the bed with a slightly yellowed white porcelain bottle in hand. He did not even notice Xiao Lin entering.

"Little San isn't here?"

Xiao Lin looked around for a moment, then shook his head and closed the door.

It looked like Little San had gone to practice the Mysterious Heaven Skill again.

Xiao Lin knew that Tang San's home was bare to the walls, with even the dining area connected to the bedroom. Tang San could not possibly cultivate the Mysterious Heaven Skill in front of Tang Hao.

Even though Xiao Lin had known Tang San for three years and had taken him in, providing him with plenty of food and clothing, Tang San had never shown any sign of teaching him the Mysterious Heaven Skill.

Still, Xiao Lin did not feel that Tang San was being ungrateful.

Tang San had transmigrated here, after all. That was his greatest secret, one he could not possibly tell even Tang Hao.

How could a friend who had only known Tang San for three years possibly obtain the Mysterious Heaven Skill from him?

It was supposedly a cultivation technique that could still be used all the way into the fourth installment.

Or so it seemed!

Xiao Lin was not too sure about that either.

He had only heard some netizens in his previous life mention it, saying that Douluo Continent was the lowest of the low, absolute sewer-tier.

Xiao Lin did not care whether it was sewer-tier or not.

As long as it could let him fly, grant him immortality, and help him become a god, it was a good place.

And Xiao Lin had helped the pitiful Tang San precisely so that he could cling to Tang San's thigh.

As long as his Martial Soul awakened and his Innate Soul Power reached Level Five—

Even if his Martial Soul was Blue Silver Grass, the trashiest of Trash Spirits, once he mooched off some Immortal Herbs, could he not at least become a Titled Douluo?

Of course, it would be even better if Xiao Lin could awaken a powerful Martial Soul.

But he did not place too much hope on that.

Old Jack had found and raised him since he was little.

As an orphan, he could not ask for a powerful Martial Soul.

After all, no child of the Great Families would be abandoned in a little village like this.

Before long, Xiao Lin jogged toward the little hill where Tang San always cultivated.

At that moment, dawn had barely broken, and a pale streak of white rose in the east.

From the foot of the hill, Xiao Lin could see a thin child of five or six standing at the top.

"Little San, didn't I tell you that today is the day we awaken our Martial Souls?"

"Get down here quickly. Don't keep Brother Tao waiting."

Xiao Lin spoke irritably.

"I'm coming, Brother Lin."

Tang San's voice came from the hilltop.

Xiao Lin frowned slightly and waited where he was, watching Tang San hurry down.

He was pretty fast.

Although Xiao Lin did not have a cultivation technique like Tang San's, he was no fool either.

He had gotten a head start and gone to Notting City long ago to study Soul Master knowledge.

What he used now was the continent's most common Meditation Method, along with a Distraction Control Method.

Xiao Lin had learned both of these at the Spirit Hall in Notting City, and they had cost nothing.

There was no need to mention the Meditation Method. The Distraction Control Method was also free throughout the continent.

It was simply different from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's version.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's method had been specifically designed to complement their Martial Soul. Naturally, it was stronger and had better cultivation techniques.

Xiao Lin's was different. His Distraction Control Method was utterly ordinary.

By now, he had only reached the Three Orifices Control Heart through the advantage of transmigration and rebirth.

"Brother Lin, let's go."

While Xiao Lin was distracted, Tang San had already descended from the hill.

Tang San wore coarse gray clothes, his short black hair neat and tidy, while his skin had a healthy wheat-colored complexion.

He did not even pant or blush after coming down the hill.

Xiao Lin let out a breath, looking remarkably mature.

"You, honestly. I already told you that today was Martial Soul Awakening Day."

"If you awaken some garbage Martial Soul, let's see what you'll do then."

Xiao Lin spoke grumpily as he led Tang San toward the Spirit Hall in the center of the village.

Calling it a Spirit Hall was generous. It was only a somewhat larger wooden house in the village.

On this important day of Martial Soul awakening, both Xiao Lin and Tang San were filled with excitement. They jogged all the way there and soon arrived outside the Spirit Hall.

"Lone Wolf Possession."

Following Su Yuntao's low shout from inside the room, his body immediately swelled. The exposed skin on his body became covered in grayish-blue fur, and his eyes turned an eerie green.

Su Yuntao's claws glinted with cold light in the dim room, while one white and one yellow soul ring flickered beneath his feet.

"This is Brother Tao I told you about, a Soul Grandmaster from Notting City."

Xiao Lin quietly said to the already stunned Tang San beside him, "Looks like we got here at just the right time."

At that moment, Tang San did not hear a word Xiao Lin said. His eyes were fixed blankly on Su Yuntao, who had transformed into a wolfman.

So this was the law of this world? I wonder what Martial Soul I'll awaken.

Tang San had already activated his Purple Demon Eyes, trying to find some pattern in the Martial Soul awakening process.

Seeing Tang San stare without blinking, Xiao Lin knew that Tang San had not noticed his words.

Xiao Lin could not help rolling his eyes, then turned to watch the other village children awaken their Martial Souls.

This awakening ceremony never got old. If his own Martial Soul turned out poor, he would have no choice but to cling tightly to Tang San's thigh.

Without strength, Xiao Lin did not dare go after Immortal Herbs alone, much less expose Spirit Hall or anything like that.

Naturally cautious and possessed of Scientific Spirit, Xiao Lin believed that staying alive was the only true principle.

Soon, after all the village children had completed their awakenings, only Xiao Lin and Tang San remained.

"Xiao Lin, do you want to go first?"

Su Yuntao said this somewhat wearily, panting heavily. But with only two children left—

Su Yuntao still chose to continue the awakenings.

"Hehe, let Little San go first."

Xiao Lin took a sidestep backward, leaving Tang San exposed in front of him. He gently pushed Tang San and gave him an encouraging look.

"Little San, don't be afraid if your awakening is bad. Your brother's got you covered."

Never forgetting to cling to a thigh, Xiao Lin freely poured out all the nice things he could say.

A trace of emotion flashed through Tang San's eyes, but he quickly calmed down and walked toward Su Yuntao.

Under Su Yuntao's awakening ceremony, Tang San's performance was no different from the original story.

Only Xiao Lin secretly noticed from the corner of his eye that Tang San's hidden left hand glimmered with faint light.

If Xiao Lin had not deliberately looked, no one would have discovered Tang San's secret in that dim room lit by Firelight.

"Martial Soul: Blue Silver Grass. Trash Spirit."

Helplessness flashed across Su Yuntao's face, though he also seemed accustomed to it.

He had thought Xiao Lin's friend might give him a surprise.

Just as Su Yuntao beckoned to Xiao Lin, Tang San scratched his head and asked in a clear voice.

"Um, could you help me test my Soul Power?"

Su Yuntao did not answer. Instead, he looked at Xiao Lin.

Only when Xiao Lin nodded did Su Yuntao speak. "Fine. It won't take much time anyway."

Before long, the thing that shocked Su Yuntao happened after all.

Innate Full Soul Power!

"Th-this, this—Blue Silver Grass with Innate Full Soul Power! Child, would you like to join Spirit Hall?"

Su Yuntao's hands trembled as he stammered.

"All right, Brother Tao. Little San definitely needs to ask his father first. Awaken mine now."

After helping Tang San come up with an excuse, Xiao Lin stepped forward in a flash, wearing an eager expression.

"Yes, I need to ask my father first."

After Tang San politely bowed to Su Yuntao, he stood to one side and quietly waited for Xiao Lin's awakening.

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