Martial Soul Awakening

Martial Soul Awakening

It was only through the conversation between the two old men that Ye Chen understood he had transmigrated—and into the world of Douluo Continent.

In his previous life, he had been a fantasy novel fan and had reread all three Douluo Continent novels more times than he could count.

Since he was here, he might as well make the best of it. He had been alone in his previous life, with no parents or girlfriend to tie him down. Now that he had unexpectedly gained a chance to fulfill his dream of becoming a hero, he naturally had no reason to complain about fate.

And so, carrying the secrets in his heart and endless hopes for the future, he lived on this continent for six years.

He had fantasized countless times about a life of soaring through the skies, burrowing through the earth, and settling grudges with abandon. Yet even so, he could not cultivate. He had to wait until he turned six and completed the Martial Soul Awakening ceremony before he could begin meditating.

And in five more days, it would be the sixth anniversary of his arrival in this world—the day he could undergo Martial Soul Awakening.

He had long been unable to wait.

Ye Chen was unlike any other child on the continent. His skin color and features were not much different, but his eyes and hair were another matter.

His hair was black, a color not especially common on the continent, with strands of gold mixed throughout.

As for his eyes, they remained Twin Pupils to this day. His left eye was a slightly dreamy pale pink, while his right was an incomparably pure sky blue, like a pair of exquisite pink and blue gemstones.

Because Ye Chen was deeply loved by the elders, he was free to come and go from Sea God's Pavilion. Sometimes, he even stayed there with Xian Lin'er.

The little fellow skipped his way to Sea God's Pavilion and, familiar with the place, found Gong Changlong's room among the many chambers. After all, Ye Chen was practically a regular here.

Although Gong Changlong was in charge of the Great Spirit Arena, others normally handled its day-to-day management, so he did not go there every day.

And from the patterns Ye Chen had picked up over the years, Gong Changlong was usually in his room at this hour.

"Grandpa Gong!" Ye Chen did not even knock. He shouted as he pushed open the door and strode inside.

There were no restrictions on the door. This was Sea God's Pavilion of Shrek Academy, arguably the safest place on the continent. Who would dare barge in here recklessly?

Only Ye Chen, the little darling in the elders' eyes, dared to do such a thing.

"You little ancestor, why are you here again? No matter what you say this time, the answer is no!" Gong Changlong said briskly, his temper flaring the moment he saw Ye Chen.

If there was one person Ye Chen had met over the past few years who seemed to come with his own background music whenever he appeared, it was probably Gong Changlong.

His impatient personality, coupled with his somewhat exaggerated expressions, always reminded Ye Chen of certain hilariously absurd hit songs from his previous life.

"Grandpa Gong, you can't fool me. I heard an uncle passing through the spirit arena say that the Earth Tyrant Bear there just gave birth. There's no way you don't have any!" Ye Chen stared at Gong Changlong with his large, questioning eyes and spoke unhappily.

Gong Changlong had not expected Ye Chen to slap him in the face so swiftly. His mouth twitched a few times before he said, "You're already this big and you still drink beast milk? Aren't you afraid people will laugh at you if word gets out?"

Though Gong Changlong glared with raised brows, pretending to be furious, he still took a large milk bottle from his storage ring.

He had known Ye Chen would come looking for him, so he had prepared it in advance.

"Thank you, Grandpa Gong!" Ye Chen happily snatched up the milk bottle and hugged it to his chest. His tiny body and the huge bottle made for a striking contrast, as though he were carrying a pillow bigger than himself.

"See you next time, Grandpa Gong!" With that, Ye Chen hugged the milk bottle and tottered out, going off to find somewhere secluded to drink his milk.

Ye Chen did not dare drink it openly. He had his pride too, all right? If those older students saw him, it would be so embarrassing!

Watching the little fellow's adorable figure, Gong Changlong's face softened into a kind smile. Nearly every old man in Sea God's Pavilion treated Ye Chen as his own grandson, and he was no exception.

"In a few days, it'll be time for this little fellow's Martial Soul Awakening. I wonder what kind of martial soul he'll awaken. Something ordinary would be best, so he can live out his life safely and peacefully." Gong Changlong sighed softly.

Rather than seeing Ye Chen possess astonishing talent, he hoped the boy could live a happy life without having to bear the pressure and responsibility of the strong. With old fellows like them protecting him, he would not face any danger either.

At Gong Changlong's age and level of strength, he instead felt that being an ordinary person was quite good.

Five days passed quickly. After waiting a full six years, Ye Chen had finally reached the day of his Martial Soul Awakening.

He was not the only one looking forward to this day. The elders of Sea God's Pavilion were as well.

Xian Lin'er dragged Ye Chen out of bed early in the morning. Still half-asleep, he was pulled along by her and washed up.

Today, he wore a pure white miniature trench coat and white leather shoes. Combined with his delicate little face, he looked handsome, like a tiny gentleman.

He was already so handsome at such a young age. Once he grew up, who knew how many girls would dream of him?

Whenever Xian Lin'er thought of her handsome son being snatched away by those love-struck girls, she felt as though something were stuck in her throat. Wherever she went, she kept Ye Chen tucked behind her.

Whenever female students from the Inner Court looked at Ye Chen with eyes full of stars, she would glare back at them as if they were thieves. Yet Ye Chen still secretly played with quite a few girls, such as Ma Xiaotao from before and the Inner Court's Senior Sister, Zhang Lexuan.

In his view, youth was wasted without romance. Though he was only a six-year-old brat, with his nature, he had already begun scouting potential wives for the future.

"Mom, what kind of martial soul will I awaken?" Ye Chen asked curiously, his long eyelashes fluttering as he looked at Xian Lin'er.

Xian Lin'er was holding Ye Chen's little hand as they headed toward Sea God's Pavilion. Xuan Zi himself would preside over Ye Chen's awakening ceremony. That was truly treatment unique across the entire continent.

"I don't know what kind of martial soul Xiao Chen will awaken either, but given my son's talent, his martial soul will surely be among the very best." Xian Lin'er rubbed Ye Chen's little head and spoke lovingly.

She said that only to give her son confidence. In truth, she shared Gong Changlong's thoughts. Rather than wishing for Ye Chen to possess outstanding talent, she hoped he could live a quiet, ordinary life.

She did not want him to have too many regrets like she did.

As mother and son talked, they arrived at Sea God's Pavilion without realizing it. Xian Lin'er led Ye Chen into a spacious room.

It was no different from the other rooms in Sea God's Pavilion. Its walls and floor were likewise formed from the Golden Tree, covered in all manner of marvelous patterns. Looking closely, one could almost feel that these patterns contained boundless mysteries.

What surprised Ye Chen slightly was that every elder of Sea God's Pavilion was here, not a single one missing. As usual, Mu En lay on a reclining chair to one side, while the others stood in a row behind him.

Xuan Zi stood at the front of the room, with an enormous crystal ball beside him.

"You're here. Xiao Chen, come over."

Xuan Zi beckoned Ye Chen over and grinned broadly.