I Transmigrated to Douluo and Split into Five People

The moment Twin Martial Souls appeared, they were bound to attract Qian Xunji's attention.

An Lan had considered this long ago, but the same question remained: which Martial Soul should he reveal as the other one?

The most suitable choice seemed to be the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, also a Beast Spirit. According to the theory of Twin Martial Souls, they could only appear when the two Martial Souls were of comparable quality and possessed equal bloodlines. Qian Xunji was not as presumptuous as Yu Xiaogang. Having already raised a Bibi Dong, he had a fairly deep understanding of Twin Martial Souls.

"If I have to choose, then it can only be the Golden Feather Luan Bird and Blue Silver Grass. That would fit my inherited bloodline."

The other three were not impossible to explain, either.

They were just troublesome.

They were inherited Martial Souls of the Upper Three Sects. If the Upper Three Sects learned of them, it would be difficult to explain things openly.

"What's there to hesitate about? As long as Spirit Hall isn't run by idiots, they won't let you expose your second Martial Soul before you have enough ability to protect yourself. Before you've fully developed, are you afraid Spirit Hall can't protect you?"

Zhou Xuefeng shot him a sidelong glance, but An Lan still shook his head.

"Spirit Hall may not have idiots, but it has a love-struck fool!!! Have you forgotten Bibi Dong? Who can guarantee that woman won't deliberately leak my information to the outside?"

No one could predict what that madwoman might do. Zhou Xuefeng said nothing more and pointed at Yu Tianrui.

An Lan suddenly realized that if he did not even need to worry about death, then everything else was irrelevant. Even if Bibi Dong targeted him after Qian Xunji died, the worst possible outcome was simply death.

He could revive after dying. What was there to fear?

"Will our resurrection come with some kind of price?"

Give It Everything You've Got ### The sudden question plunged the other four into silence as well.

"Maybe it will. Maybe it won't."

Ning Yulin sighed.

"All we can do is try not to die whenever possible."

The meeting came to a temporary end.

An Lan decided to reveal his "Twin Martial Souls," with the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon temporarily chosen as the second. Yu Tianrui decided to change his name to Tian Rui. Zhou Xuefeng had already taken his previous-life name, and the Yu surname was unimportant. Tian Rui was the name his parents had given him. He sent Ning Yulin his location and waited for Ning Yulin to arrange a time for them to run into each other.

Tang Yin's life was peaceful. There was nothing to say, nor did he have any useful ideas to offer. Zhou Xuefeng was about to break through level twenty.

"Teacher, I need to hunt a spirit beast."

An Lan went to find his teacher. The teacher was startled.

"You've reached level twenty already?"

"No, but I have another Martial Soul."

"!"

The teacher's hand trembled, and tea splashed all over him.

After calming down, he had An Lan summon his other Martial Soul.

"This is!? The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon? Hiss? How strange? Who knows that you have two Martial Souls?"

"At present, only this student knows."

His parents had died long ago.

Among the five, only Tang Yin and Ning Yulin still had one or both parents alive.

Thus, the report was submitted. Teacher Chen went to Director Miao, Director Miao went to the Vice Dean, and the Vice Dean sorted out the records before submitting them to Pope's Palace.

An Lan's information finally appeared before Qian Xunji.

"Oh, another Twin Martial Soul? Good. This time, it's a boy."

Noticing An Lan's gender, Qian Xunji inexplicably felt relieved. He continued reading. An Lan was even a native-born resident of Spirit City, which was better still. He would naturally feel a sense of belonging toward Spirit Hall. As long as he was properly nurtured, something like what had happened with Bibi Dong was basically impossible.

"Why does he only have level-two Innate Soul Power?"

Could it be that the natures of his Martial Souls conflicted, leaving him with only two levels of Soul Power?

Before seeing that, he had already considered taking another disciple. But level-two Innate Soul Power?

You could see the adult in a child of three, and for Soul Masters, Innate Soul Power could determine their future achievements. Without extraordinary luck, someone with level-two Innate Soul Power would at most reach Soul Ancestor before hitting their limit.

"Hm? He obtained his first Spirit Ring after just eight months? That doesn't look like someone with only level-two Innate Soul Power..."

How could such contradictory traits appear in one person?

"Someone, notify the academy's Vice Dean and have him..."

An Lan finally met Qian Xunji.

Inside Pope's Palace.

Looking up at him, perhaps due to the influence of his Martial Soul, An Lan's first impression was that Qian Xunji should have been an upright, honorable figure of the light who respected order.

A Martial Soul usually had an obvious influence on a Soul Master's outward demeanor. For instance, Soul Masters with Fire Element Martial Souls were generally irritable and straightforward, while those with water or ice attributes tended to be quiet, composed, or cold.

The Angel Martial Soul possessed the rare Holy Attribute.

For this man to cultivate to level ninety-five, surpassing the level of ordinary Title Douluo, his understanding of his own Martial Soul should have been profound.

How could someone like that commit Backroom Dealings?

"Greetings, Your Holiness the Pope!"

Title Douluo stood at the apex of this continent's pyramid. Qian Xunji was also the current Pope, a figure revered by Soul Masters. An Lan appropriately showed some excitement, and his genuine reaction was not entirely fake either.

Qian Xunji nodded slightly. His first impression of An Lan was favorable.

"Summon your Martial Souls separately and let me see them."

He had never seen the Golden Feather Luan Bird, but he was very familiar with the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon. Faint light scattered as Qian Xunji left the papal throne and appeared before An Lan.

"Do not resist."

Let me see what exactly is going on.

His examination was far faster than that of the Vice Dean and Director Miao. It took less than a minute, and his expression became somewhat strange.

The attributes of this avian Martial Soul felt remarkably similar to those of the Angel Martial Soul!

He wanted to take An Lan as a disciple, but the level-two Innate Soul Power still left him hesitant. He examined him and found no problems. His body was normal, his Martial Souls were normal, but his cultivation speed was abnormal.

Why?

Perhaps he should ask the boy himself.

Glancing at the little fellow eagerly awaiting his judgment, Qian Xunji said leisurely, "You have only level-two Innate Soul Power, yet you obtained your first Spirit Ring after eight months. That is not normal. Do you have an explanation?" At the end, he added, "If you have a reasonable explanation, I may take you as my disciple."

Receiving the signal, An Lan nodded inwardly. He had long prepared his speech and answered smoothly.

"Reporting to Your Holiness the Pope, I do have a theory. I did not understand it when my Martial Souls awakened, but after carefully recalling how it felt at the time, it should be that my bloodline was insufficient to bear them during awakening. Therefore, my Martial Souls absorbed part of my Innate Soul Power to perfect themselves..."

"The fact that I was able to obtain a Spirit Ring after roughly eight months proves that my Innate Soul Power level should not truly be the apparent level two. It should be feedback from my Martial Souls. Based on what I learned in the library and my observations of many senior students, if my calculations are correct, my true level should be between seven and eight."

Qian Xunji pondered for a moment before reaching a decision.

"Good. I estimate that you are currently around level sixteen. It is now May. If you can obtain your second Spirit Ring before next May without harming your foundation, I will take you as my disciple."

That was it?

Wouldn't that be effortless?

If he cultivated with the Golden Feather Luan Bird's first Spirit Ring active, it would take six months at most—until July.

An Lan immediately agreed. Qian Xunji did not have much time left. He needed to climb as quickly as possible while Qian Xunji was still alive and get in contact with Qian Renxue as soon as he could.

"Yes, Your Holiness the Pope. I will certainly work hard!"

"Mm. Just do your best. You need not deprive yourself of food and sleep. A proper balance between exertion and rest is more beneficial for cultivation."

"Thank you for Your Holiness's guidance."

After being summoned, he returned to the academy, and everything seemed unchanged. An Lan's information circulated only among a limited few, and outsiders had no way of learning it. The students in his year were mere acquaintances at best. They might awkwardly exchange a few words when passing each other on the road, but there was no need to open their hearts to one another. Mainly, there was no one worth paying attention to. Their Martial Souls and Innate Soul Power levels were all ordinary.

Compared with them, An Lan was like a freak. Apart from group classes, he rarely played with them. He was either in the library or cultivating. Children his age also cultivated willingly, but they had not yet formed clear goals. Cultivation was more like passively completing the teachers' assignments.

The atmosphere naturally differed among older students in higher grades.

Leaving messages in the space to notify the other four that he had entered Qian Xunji's sights, An Lan continued cultivating methodically. With his first Spirit Ring active, he constantly cultivated and converted Fire Element, naturally driving the growth of his Soul Power in the process.

He did not stop cultivating the Essence of Qi Method internally.

He also did not forget to try compressing his Soul Power and condensing a Soul Core. He controlled the Soul Power in his dantian to rotate and compress, but the amount of Soul Power was too low, producing no obvious effect.

"What a pity. We only know fragments about what happens ten thousand years later. If we knew more..."

They could have directly adapted advanced cultivation methods from an era different from this one and put them to use.

One More Look ### "Besides Soul Tools and Soul Cores, there seems to be something called the Mysterious Water Pill. It can help low-level Soul Masters raise their Innate Soul Power and cleanse their marrow without any side effects. I only remember that it is an artificial treasure with the Water Attribute. Maybe Ning Yulin can research it."

With the financial backing of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, perhaps it could appear ten thousand years ahead of schedule.

"Sigh, I should just keep cultivating and add a Spirit Ring sooner."

"Finally... I can see the city walls..."

Several miles outside Heaven Dou City, a wild man emerged from the woods.

Yu Tianrui—no, he should be called Tian Rui now. With a head of unrestrained, messy hair, he appeared on the main road. He had struggled through the mountains and forests for over half a month and nearly gotten lost. Only after running into a kind hunter did he get the right directions and find the road.

"I wonder how Zhou Xuefeng managed to live in Soul Hunting Forest for half a year."

Thinking of what he had gone through over the past few days, Tian Rui felt a little nauseated.

He sat by the roadside to rest, intending to enter the city after relaxing. Once he relaxed, however, he leaned against a tree and fell asleep immediately.

The occasional passerby glanced at him quietly, but no one meddled.

He slept until dusk and woke only when hunger gnawed at his stomach. Bracing himself against the tree bark, he rose to his feet, raised both hands over his head, tensed his shoulders and back, and held the stretch for over ten seconds before finishing with a satisfying yawn. He found a puddle, used the water to tidy his hair, pulled a longer strand of Blue Silver Grass over, and roughly tied back his messy hair before dusting the gray dirt from his clothes.

Only after he looked more presentable and less like a beggar did he head toward Heaven Dou City.

The soldiers guarding the city gave Tian Rui several extra looks. Frowning, they exchanged glances with the soldiers on the other side, but ultimately did not stop him from entering.

"I'm starving. Where exactly is Ning Yulin?"

After entering the city, Tian Rui looked around, trying to find Ning Yulin's location. The two had already exchanged information in the space.

Although his stomach was empty, Tian Rui still walked with his head high and chest out, full of confidence and spirit. As he passed a teahouse, he suddenly felt something and sharply craned his head upward.

At the same time, someone on the second-floor terrace of the teahouse looked down. It was Ning Yulin.

Ning Yulin nodded, rose from his seat, and disappeared from the terrace. Before long, he appeared at the teahouse entrance and walked over.

As they had previously discussed, Tian Rui was supposed to bump into him. However, he noticed the other man subtly shake his head, so he drew back his foot and walked away without attracting attention. Once he reached a quiet place, he meditated and entered the space, where he found Ning Yulin's new message.

Ning Yulin had buried some Gold Soul Coins in an alley and told Tian Rui to use them for the time being.

As for meeting up, they needed to think it over carefully first.

He quickly found where the money was buried, dug it up and stuffed it into his pocket, then found an inn, rented a room, bathed, and ate.

When it was time to rest that night, he entered the space early and waited.

"What are you thinking now?"

Ning Yulin waved a hand.

"I suddenly feel that joining the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect at this stage may not be suitable for you. The five of us are now scattered in different places, so our sources of information are broad. If you meet up with me directly, you'll lose some initiative. Although I have some standing in Seven Treasures Sect now, there are still major matters I cannot interfere with. It would be better to follow our earlier plan and find a chance to join the Royal Academy. Acting with the Heaven Dou Imperial Family as your backing would be more convenient, and there's also the Vast Sea Cosmic Shroud..."

"Also, if things do not go smoothly on An Lan's side, while you're at the academy, you can wait until Qian Renxue becomes Xue Qinghe and then go join her. You can continue monitoring her movements so we can use her against Tang San or the Asura God behind him. Or you can wait at the academy for Dugu Yan to appear and make plans for the Immortal Herbs."

As he spoke, he noticed Tian Rui staring at him fixedly.

"What?"