Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect

Li Xun looked at the Thousand Hands Great Buddha in his hand.

He could feel it.

His Martial Soul had been formed from the fusion of Hashirama Senju's Ninjutsu and the rules of the Douluo World.

Through his Martial Soul,

he could use Wood Style even without a Kekkei Genkai.

"True Several Thousand Hands? That was quite an unusual name."

Ning Yuan looked at Li Xun with a smile. "Child, what is your name?"

"My name is Li Xun."

"Xiao Xun, would you like to wait in the village for someone to pick you up, or come back to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect with me first?"

Li Xun swept his gaze over the stunned villagers around him.

He suddenly realized that there was not a single person here he knew.

"Can I go to the sect with you?"

Looking at the boy before him, who was scarred, sallow, and painfully thin from long-term malnutrition,

Ning Yuan understood.

"Of course you can. We'll leave right now."

"White Dove, possess me." Four Soul Rings appeared beneath Ning Yuan's feet, and a pair of enormous snow-white wings unfurled from his back.

Ignoring how filthy Li Xun was, he scooped him up from the ground.

"Village Chief, your village produced a Soul Master seedling this year. According to the rules, you'll receive a subsidy of one hundred Gold Soul Coins."

"And this child has Innate Full Soul Power. The sect should grant an additional reward as well."

"I'll be heading back first."

Ning Yuan grinned at the Village Chief. Without waiting for a reply, he flapped his wings and rose into the air.

The imperial subjects and the boy finally snapped out of their shock.

The boy raised his head, stared at the distant black speck in the sky, and shouted, "Great King, aren't you going to eat the beef buns anymore?"

The old Village Chief wore a complicated expression. Hearing the boy's cry, he turned to look at him.

"Ah, child... Li Xun has Innate Full Soul Power. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect will surely cherish him like treasure. Why would he care about beef buns from commoners like us?"

The boy opened his mouth but could not think of any reason to argue.

Ning Yuan held Li Xun as he flew nonstop toward the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Perhaps because his harvest this time had been too great, Ning Yuan did not feel the slightest fatigue. After draining the last thread of his Soul Power, he arrived at the sect with Li Xun.

After entering the sect, he did not stop. Carrying Li Xun, he continued running forward with his head down.

His actions drew puzzled looks from the disciples around them. However, as fellow sect members, they more or less recognized him, so no one stopped him.

Li Xun was brought all the way to the entrance of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's main hall.

At that moment, voices occasionally drifted out from within the hall, as though they were discussing something.

"Rongrong's talent is undoubtedly the greatest in the history of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect." A deep, magnetic voice drifted from the hall with a smile.

"Of course. How could our little princess's talent possibly be lacking?"

"That's right, Sword Uncle, Bone Uncle."

"Rongrong's talent has already surpassed mine. There is a strong chance she can break through the level limit of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda."

"I'll work hard, Sword Grandfather, Bone Grandfather, Father."

A childish voice spoke next.

Hearing the conversation from the hall, Li Xun's heart stirred.

Judging from the situation, Ning Rongrong had only recently awakened her Martial Soul.

The Shrek Seven Devils were ordered by age.

Ning Rongrong and Tang San were the same age. Based on the current timeline, Tang San should still be in Holy Soul Village.

Fortunately, it's still early. Li Xun sighed in relief.

In Douluo Continent, this was the best possible time to become a god.

Once Tang San got started and formed a family monopoly across the Douluo Continent, it would become exceedingly difficult for outsiders to become gods.

Dai Yuhao was one example.

Anyone who died often knew that death was a painful thing.

Li Xun did not want to die again.

He wanted to live forever. He wanted to become a god.

He wanted to become a God King.

And he was feeling especially bold right now—he wanted to become a God King standing up!

Ning Yuan set the absentminded Li Xun down and gently knocked on the hall door. "Sect Leader, Ning Yuan has an urgent matter to report."

Ning Yuan's voice caused the atmosphere in the hall to freeze.

"Come in."

Hearing the response from within, Ning Yuan took Li Xun's hand and walked into the hall.

The first thing Li Xun saw upon entering was a handsome man seated at the head, holding a little girl in his arms.

"You look like you're in such a hurry. Did you awaken a promising seedling?" Seeing Ning Yuan's bedraggled clothes, Ning Fengzhi spoke with a smile.

Ning Yuan was his distant nephew. Ning was his mother's surname, and he had become a four-ring Soul Ancestor at twenty-seven. His talent was already considered quite good among his generation.

For the past few years, he had been handling Martial Soul awakenings for the sect.

Seeing the expression on his face and the frail child at his side, Ning Fengzhi had little trouble guessing what had happened.

"Reporting to the Sect Leader, this child is named Li Xun. His Martial Soul is True Several Thousand Hands, and he possesses Innate Full Soul Power." Ning Yuan looked at Ning Fengzhi with an eager, credit-seeking expression.

Ning Fengzhi froze, then examined Li Xun from head to toe.

"Is this true?"

Innate Full Soul Power was rare across the continent. As long as one cultivated steadily, one would almost certainly become a Titled Douluo.

Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo had both entered the ranks of Titled Douluo in their fifties because they possessed Innate Full Soul Power.

Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo's gazes sharpened at those words.

Both of them had benefited from Innate Full Soul Power. How could they not understand the value of such talent?

Even Ning Rongrong looked curiously at Li Xun.

As the little princess of a sect, the knowledge she had been exposed to since childhood far exceeded that of ordinary children.

Naturally, she understood what Innate Full Soul Power represented.

Yet she had just been praised by the elders of her family for her talent, and now someone with even greater talent had appeared.

That sense of disparity made her pout.

Ning Fengzhi carefully set Ning Rongrong on the ground, then stood and walked toward Li Xun with a smile.

"Child, don't be nervous. My name is Ning Fengzhi, and I am the Sect Leader of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect."

"You can call me Uncle Ning. Could you show me your Martial Soul?"

Li Xun looked at the refined middle-aged man before him, pretended to be timid, and nodded.

He then extended his right hand, and a palm-sized Thousand Hands Wood Sculpture appeared in an instant.

Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo quickly rose to their feet and came to Li Xun's side.

"A Thousand-Handed Human Statue Wood Carving?"

When the three saw Li Xun's Martial Soul clearly, they could not help feeling somewhat disappointed.

Within the Soul Master power system, one could roughly infer the corresponding path of development simply from a Martial Soul's appearance.

The most representative examples were assault-type Tool Martial Souls and Beast Martial Souls.

Most Martial Souls with unusual appearances leaned toward the support type. Such Martial Souls cultivated slowly, and their attributes could not stack.

For the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, they were far less practical than an offensive Martial Soul with slightly inferior talent.

After all, they possessed the strongest support-type Martial Soul on the continent.

Still, no one would turn away a genius wherever he went.

Li Xun's talent already showed that he could rise all the way to Titled Douluo.

Having someone like that join the sect would also make up for the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda's shortcoming of being unable to reach the eightieth rank of Soul Douluo.

"Even if he cannot be of use before Soul Douluo, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect can afford to raise him."

Ning Fengzhi composed himself, then smiled at Li Xun. "Xiao Xun, can you tell me the specific abilities of your Martial Soul?"