Thanks to Su Yuntao's Recognition

Lightning intertwined around a hammer that radiated endless slaughter and bloodlust.

Golden Flowing Light radiated from a chrysanthemum standing proudly in the wind, surrounded by petals filling the sky.

A strange black mist surrounded a shadow that radiated a gloomy aura.

An angel with six wings on its back radiated a sacred brilliance.

A terrifying collision erupted.

Blood fell.

Everything was dyed the color of blood.

Su Wen opened his eyes.

"Three years have passed. I'm five years old now."

After transmigrating into this world, Su Wen had originally possessed a happy and harmonious family. However, a great battle had destroyed everything.

"You could flee if you wanted to flee, and hunt us down if you wanted to hunt us down, but why did you have to involve my village? Why did you have to involve my parents?" Su Wen's gaze was cold.

He closed his eyes and calmed the fury in his heart. When he opened them again, his gaze was filled with determination.

He got out of bed and put on his clothes.

"Grandpa, I'm going out to play."

After informing the village chief who had adopted him, Su Wen jogged out.

He ran to a small river and stopped. After looking around and finding no other children, he began warming up on the spot.

"Twenty push-ups, thirty squats, and fifty high knees!"

A true warm-up.

Su Wen's body quickly began to heat up.

A stream of heat surged through his body. Every cell seemed to awaken from slumber, releasing blood and energy as the heat swept through him.

Su Wen struck one strange pose after another, and under their guidance, the heat circulated throughout his body.

"I want revenge!"

"To take revenge, strength is indispensable!"

"I have no powerful Martial Soul bloodline and no support from any faction. The only person I can rely on is myself!"

To awaken his Martial Soul and become a Soul Master, Su Wen could only create the best possible conditions for himself.

"I don't have the Mysterious Heaven Skill, so I can't cultivate Internal Energy. I can't use Internal Energy cultivation to make up for my insufficient Innate Soul Power."

Fortunately, after transmigrating, Su Wen was not completely empty-handed.

"Thanks to my Enhanced Perception of my own body, I don't have an Internal Energy method, but I can train my body externally."

Su Wen could faintly sense his still-unformed Martial Soul.

Perhaps the current stage, before his Martial Soul had taken shape, was special. Relying on his talent for Enhanced Perception, he had also sensed his faint Innate Soul Power, which was sealed deep within his body just like his Martial Soul.

He could not mobilize it.

"I don't dare to squeeze my body too hard, and I don't dare to overtrain, but even this limited external training is ultimately effective."

With the help of Enhanced Perception, Su Wen gradually discovered and guided the heat as it circulated through his body. By sensing the changes in his Innate Soul Power, he had summarized this set of movements.

"These are all the movements I've discovered so far that are useful for increasing Innate Soul Power."

In fact, the movements themselves were not useful. What mattered was using them to guide the heat in nourishing his body.

A Martial Soul ultimately originated from the body. When the body was nourished and strengthened, the Martial Soul would naturally be affected as well.

Especially during the period when Su Wen's Martial Soul had yet to fully take shape.

"Keep going!"

"Work hard!"

Spring passed and autumn came. A year slipped by in the blink of an eye.

"Xiao Wen, wake up. Today is the day you awaken your Martial Soul." A gentle voice woke Su Wen.

"Mm, all right." Su Wen answered, swiftly put on his clothes, and left with village chief Old Jerry.

Martial Soul Awakening!

This was one of the most exciting ceremonies on the Douluo Continent.

Because whether one was a dragon or a worm would be determined at this moment.

"I definitely have Innate Soul Power. I just don't know what level it is, nor do I know what my Martial Soul is."

Before awakening, Su Wen had only been able to vaguely sense the existence of his Martial Soul. He could not determine its exact form.

"Xiao Wen, when you awaken your Martial Soul later, listen carefully to the Deacon's arrangements. You've been clever since childhood. You'll definitely awaken Soul Power." Old Jerry patted Su Wen's head and spoke with a smile.

"Mm, Grandpa Jerry, I'll definitely awaken Soul Power. I'm going to become a Soul Master and stand at the peak of the continent!"

I'm going to possess the most powerful strength in this world!

Weakness was the original sin.

Su Wen did not want to become an ant that could be killed at any moment by someone else's careless actions.

Having already experienced it once, he absolutely did not want to go through it a second time!

That feeling of powerlessness had been unbearable.

Old Jerry led him to the Spirit Hall at the center of the village, which was simply a larger wooden hut.

"Honorable Battle Soul Master, I'm troubling you." Old Jerry bowed respectfully to the proud-looking young man.

Su Yuntao nodded faintly and gave a slight bow in return. "Since everyone is here, let's begin."

The fifteen children participating in the Martial Soul Awakening obediently followed the Spirit Hall Deacon into the small wooden hut.

Amid faint golden radiance, the children completed their Martial Soul Awakenings one after another under Su Yuntao's guidance.

"Blue Silver Grass? A useless Martial Soul!"

"As expected, no Soul Power."

"A sickle? Test his Soul Power."

"Unfortunately, no Soul Power."

"A Wooden Staff? You test as well."

"Huh! Half a level of Soul Power. Not bad, I suppose. At least he can cultivate."

It's my turn. Su Wen thought inwardly.

He stood within the hexagonal pattern formed by six black stones and closed his eyes, sensing the changes inside his body.

As pale golden radiance surged into his body, Su Wen could feel the barrier obstructing the connection between him and his Martial Soul vanish.

Su Yuntao looked at Su Wen with anticipation in his eyes.

The radiance emitted by Su Wen was clearly different. It was several times denser than that of Little Fatty, who had possessed half a level of Soul Power.

A gray, dusty book appeared above Su Wen's right hand and floated there quietly.

"Hmm? A Book Martial Soul? A useless Martial Soul."

Although he felt that a Book Martial Soul was not very useful, Su Yuntao still handed Su Wen the crystal ball used to test Soul Power.

"What? Level five Soul Power?"

Su Yuntao was astonished that an ordinary Book Martial Soul could actually possess level five Innate Soul Power!

"My Lone Wolf only had level two Innate Soul Power."

Level five?

Su Wen neither rejoiced nor grieved.

He had known that he possessed Soul Power.

He had also mentally prepared himself for a Book Martial Soul.

"My father's Book Martial Soul."

In any case, he could accept it.

"Kid, since you have level five Innate Soul Power, don't waste this talent. Although I don't know what a Book Martial Soul can do, Soul Masters aren't necessarily all combat-oriented."

Su Yuntao stepped forward, patted Su Wen on the shoulder, and spoke with a smile.

"Mm, thank you, Grandmaster." After receiving Su Yuntao's affirmation, Su Wen was also very grateful.

"Old Jerry, the children from New Moon Village are quite good this time. Two of them awakened Soul Power."

"Two?" Old Jerry's eyes widened, surprise already showing plainly on his face.

"Mm. One has only half a level of Soul Power, and the other has level five Soul Power." Su Yuntao pointed at Little Fatty and Su Wen. "This is the Spirit Hall's certificate."

The logic is sound, and the story won't be mindless. It won't follow the Shrek route or the Spirit Hall route, though the protagonist will join its outer circle in the early stages. He'll establish his own faction and gather Faith. There also won't be pointless face-slapping.

The protagonist has no power in the early stages, and his thoughts and decisions keep wavering. That also counts as part of his growth.

Also, the pacing of this book isn't slow. Tang San dies early, and in the late stages, the protagonist will walk his own path to godhood. If you're interested, keep reading. If not, you can stop after Tang San is killed.

As for the point about establishing his own faction, don't criticize it blindly. Since he's creating one, he obviously won't just do nothing and act as everyone's babysitter.