I Transmigrated into Douluo and Split into Five People

The five of them looked at one another, then all broke into smiles. Though they looked different, the feedback from their souls told them they were all the same person.

Overwhelming joy washed away Zhou Xuefeng's earlier fear and anger. If this was the Nine-Nine Flow, then wouldn't this tiny Douluo World be his to roam freely?!

He had just been about to ask which worlds the others came from.

"Hahahaha!"

"You came at just the right time!"

"In that case, wouldn't this tiny Douluo World be mine to roam freely!"

One of them voiced Zhou Xuefeng's inner thoughts, leaving the other four stunned.

"You're in the Douluo World too?!" x4.

"Fuck?!" x5.

After their shabby—no, cordial—exchange, the five each explained their circumstances.

"Yu Tianrui, Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan. My father is from Blue Lightning, while my mother is an outsider. Innate Soul Power level two. My martial soul..."

As he spoke, he summoned his martial soul: a small snake crackling with lightning, with bulges atop its head and along its belly. Suddenly, as if it had swallowed some miraculous tonic, the bulges broke through and became horns and clawed limbs.

"I thought it was something like a Blue Lightning Snake. Now it seems it should be a Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon that proactively regressed due to insufficient Innate Soul Power in order to preserve its potential."

"If that's the case..." The one dressed in a sleeveless shirt and short trousers also summoned his martial soul. "Then mine isn't an ordinary hammer either?"

A rusty iron hammer appeared before them. Yet once exposed within the space, the rust rapidly faded, replaced by a heavy aura as profound as an abyss. He then introduced himself.

"Tang Yin, an ordinary disciple of the Clear Sky Sect. This should count as the Clear Sky Hammer, right? Oh, I'm Innate Soul Power level two as well."

"Ning Yulin, Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. Martial soul... Two Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda. Also level two. Ning Fengzhi's sixth son."

When he summoned his martial soul, it was a seven-tiered pagoda of fantastical glazed light. However, only the bottom two tiers looked solid; the five tiers above them were extremely illusory, seemingly no more than shadows. Naturally, after being exposed within the space, they swiftly solidified into a true seven-tiered Pagoda. Unfortunately, though its radiance blazed intensely, it did not break past seven tiers.

The last person looked at the other four and spoke flatly.

"An Lan, commoner of Spirit City. Also level two. Martial soul, Yellow Feather Fire Flamingo?"

He too summoned his martial soul: a bloated, bald-headed ground chicken with dull yellow feathers. Its transformation was especially dramatic. Replenished by the energy within the space, it became something entirely different from what he had first summoned. Its body lengthened, its proportions became graceful, and it turned elegant and agile. The ground chicken became a luan bird.

He spoke to himself.

"Maybe I can rename it now... Golden Feather Luan Bird."

After the four finished, Zhou Xuefeng felt so envious and bitter that he squeezed out his own information through clenched teeth.

"Zhou Xuefeng. Slave of the Zhu Family. Blue Silver Grass. Level two."

He summoned his Blue Silver Grass. There was no change to his martial soul. At least, no obvious change.

He endured and endured, but he still could not bear the outrageous luck of these four bastards.

"You bastards really deserve to die! Do you know how I've been living? A slave! I'm fucking a slave! Do you know what a slave is? It's even darker than all those written descriptions we read in novels in our previous life..."

The four stayed silent and allowed Zhou Xuefeng to vent.

Several minutes later, Zhou Xuefeng let out a long breath and grinned.

"Thanks. I'm fine now."

The five nodded, then assumed the same posture, closing their eyes and concentrating as they carefully sensed something. A moment later—

Ning Yulin said, "It seems that if we hadn't split into five people, we should have had the talent of Innate Full Soul Power. Unfortunately, Soul Power Levels can't be stacked, or else we could hunt Spirit Rings right now."

An Lan said, "No. Although they can't stack, our martial souls have now been repaired. Our true cultivation talent should be nearly equal to Innate Full Soul Power. It's just that our changes will be difficult to explain."

Tang Yin said, "If it's hard to explain, then don't explain it. Let them fill in the blanks themselves... There's something else. I feel that the amount of my Soul Power far exceeds that of someone at the same level. If I'm right, while our levels can't stack, the total amount of Soul Power we possess is actually that of five people."

Yu Tianrui said, "I feel the same way. In that case, our sustained combat ability will far surpass that of Soul Masters at the same level."

Zhou Xuefeng kept switching martial souls with great delight: Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, Clear Sky Hammer, Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, luan bird.

"Soul Power Level and quantity are trivial matters. Looking at it this way, each of us has five martial souls. Hehehe... The other four can each choose one martial soul and help test the best Spirit Ring configuration for it."

An Lan said, "That won't work, will it?"

He frowned in hesitation.

"Two martial souls are already hard enough to handle. How could we bear five? I'm afraid even a full set of Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bones couldn't withstand the pressure of five martial souls."

"We'll deal with that later." Zhou Xuefeng withdrew his martial souls and looked at them. "Help me think of a way first. I want to take revenge on the Zhu Family!"

Yu Tianrui spread his hands, indicating that he was too far away to help. Tang Yin was the same. The Clear Sky Sect was currently situated atop perilous mountains, and he could not even leave the sect. An Lan scratched his head. He could not help either.

The four turned their gazes toward Ning Yulin.

"Fine, I'll do it. Though I'm only Innate Soul Power level two, I'm still the sect master's son. I have a tiny bit of privilege. Let me think... I'll buy you some potent poison and have it sent to the Star Luo Empire through a Seven Treasure Shop. You can collect it with a code phrase when the time comes."

"I'm a slave, hello? I usually can't even leave the gates of the Duke's Mansion."

Zhou Xuefeng was extremely agitated.

"Then I can't really help you right now either. I'm not Ning Rongrong. I can't order around two Title Douluo."

"Forget it. I'll figure something out myself."

Though he had received no direct help, Zhou Xuefeng had obtained the power to change his fate. The gloom from before was swept away, and he regained some of the cheerful spirit he had possessed in his past life despite being a corporate drone.

"Right, recite the Meditation Methods you know for me. I don't have any advanced Meditation Method."

As Zhou Xuefeng committed them to memory, An Lan suddenly spoke.

"Do you remember those Daoist scriptures that popped up when we were reading novels on Tomato? One of them was the Essence of Qi Method."

Essence of Qi Method

The others thought back and recalled some of its contents.

Tang Yin said,

"Wasn't that a Daoist text about practicing qi, conditioning the body, and prolonging one's life? Is it useful?"

"Qi is also called qi. Qi exists everywhere—between heaven and earth, and within the human body." An Lan spoke seriously. "Anyway, it doesn't cost anything. There's no harm in practicing it."

That was true. It was free and not dangerous. Even if they failed to master it, at worst they would only suffer from disrupted breathing.

"Then that's settled. Everyone, cultivate diligently."

As long as they fell asleep or actively entered a meditative state, they could gather in this space. They did not need to worry about time passing or delayed communication. Tang Yin waved his hand, intending to take his leave.

"Wait."

Ning Yulin stood up and looked around.

"This place feels a little uncomfortable when it's so bare. Let's see if we can manifest some furniture or scenery."

The five simultaneously spread out their spiritual power, and the mist within the space churned. Where they were gathered, five crude chairs and a round table formed.

After a long while—

"Looks like this is all we can manage with our current spiritual power."

An Lan rubbed his head, feeling a little dizzy. He waved his hand and was the first to leave.

The remaining four nodded to one another and also exited the Gray Mist Space.

When he regained consciousness, the foul stench rushing into his nostrils nearly made Zhou Xuefeng pass out again. Holding his breath, he forced himself to his feet.

"A mass grave?"

No, he had to leave quickly. Otherwise, the rotting pathogens here could kill him. As he turned, a corpse tripped him and sent him staggering.

"Zhu Da? Heh."

His neck hurt a little. He reached behind himself and felt an indented handprint that was healing.

"So someone snapped my neck... Hm? Why did I come back to life? Was it because abilities were shared within the space, and the energy from awakening a new martial soul restored my body? Or do I have five lives?"

With those questions in mind, Zhou Xuefeng staggered out of the mass grave.

He found a river and jumped in to wash himself clean. After returning to shore, he switched to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon martial soul and used tiny arcs of lightning to start a fire, drying his clothes and body while roasting fish along the way.

A thought emerged in his mind. Wouldn't the decayed flesh and blood of the corpses in that mass grave make the perfect poison?

If it worked, then before the Zhu Family could react, at least more than half of them would die.

But for now, he probably could not even get close to the Zhu Family. He could only plan for it later. Having luckily escaped his cage, the trapped dragon had risen to heaven. He would have plenty of opportunities.

After resting in the forest for a night, Zhou Xuefeng set out in order, heading toward his new life. He looked back in the direction of the Duke's Mansion.

"I'll be back."

Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Ning Yulin took An Lan's earlier words to heart and carefully recalled the Essence of Qi Method he had read before. He pondered silently, With them around, perhaps they can help me test other Spirit Ring choices for the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda. I don't want to be some support accessory.

He also had another thought, but could not decide whether he should reveal his other martial souls to Ning Fengzhi.

Even if he only had Innate Soul Power level two, if he had "twin martial souls," then whether as sect master or father, Ning Fengzhi should be very willing to nurture him. But among the other four martial souls, the Clear Sky Hammer obviously could not be used. It did not fit the bloodline of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect at all. Neither Ning Fengzhi nor his mother possessed the Clear Sky Hammer bloodline. By the same logic, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon would not work either.

The only options were the luan bird and Blue Silver Grass.

One martial soul was the tool spirit Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, while the other was the beast spirit luan bird. It felt strange.

Blue Silver Grass...

Tang Yin gazed at the enormous gates of the Clear Sky Sect. Life in these mountains was truly boring. If he had the opportunity, perhaps he could leave the sect and take a look around.

"Maybe when it's time to hunt Spirit Rings?"

Yu Tianrui sat cross-legged in his room and cultivated.

"Yu Tianheng hasn't amounted to much yet. I have several years' lead on him. Perhaps I can win over Dugu Yan first. Those Immortal Herbs can lay the foundation for the five of us to become gods."

He outwardly had Innate Soul Power level two, but in reality cultivated at the speed of Innate Full Soul Power. It was not impossible for him to pursue Dugu Yan. The only issue was that Yu Tianheng had the backing of being the sect master's grandson, allowing him to clear away certain obstacles.

"No, if I form a relationship with Dugu Yan as a member of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan will probably stir up trouble and make me do this and that. Maybe I can find a way to get myself expelled from the sect?"

"No, no, I'm not Yu Xiaogang. If I were truly expelled from the sect, I'm afraid the only outcome would be having my martial soul and Soul Power crippled."

He was conflicted.

Another matter was even more important: he needed to find the clan uncle who had awakened his martial soul and display it again. Within the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, only a Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon martial soul would receive better resources and attention.

An Lan went to the library established by Spirit Hall to look up information.

The Spirit City Library was divided into two sections. One was a public library open to those at the bottom, while the other was a secret archive library, the place that truly contained Spirit Hall's thousand-year inheritance.

An Lan had no status at present and could only remain in the public library. Still, the public library's contents were plentiful enough to meet his needs for now.

"The other four have limited freedom because of their identities. I'm afraid many things will have to be handled by me."

"Is it possible for Bibi Dong to take me as her disciple?"

It would not be bad if he could latch onto those long legs in black stockings.

"People who go through that sort of thing may more or less develop Misandry. Even if she hasn't, Secret Chamber Douluo is still in power right now. Becoming Bibi Dong's disciple simply isn't worth it."

Besides, it was not as though he could become her disciple just because he wanted to. Publicly, she was still the Holy Maiden, lofty and untouchable. How could a nobody from the elementary class of Spirit Academy possibly come into contact with her?

He shook his head and dismissed the thought.

"I can't cling to Bibi Dong's thigh, but perhaps other thighs... My martial soul, the Golden Feather Luan Bird, has sun and fire attributes. I used to think it was strange for Innate Soul Power level two to have such powerful attributes. Who would have thought the remaining eight levels of Soul Power had been eaten by them? Flying-bird Title Douluo..."

He only knew of two: the worshipper Azure Luan and the "Hot-Blooded" Flame Eagle Douluo Ni Huang.

He could not reach either of them, and displaying only Innate Soul Power level two would not earn their attention.

"Forget it. Relying on others is worse than relying on myself."

"Wait, the five of us share the same soul. Could we have a Martial Soul Fusion Skill? Dragon plus hammer plus pagoda plus bird plus grass—what could that fuse into? Do I form the head?"

A bizarre image appeared in his mind, making An Lan shudder.

After traveling for several days, Zhou Xuefeng left the territory of Star Luo City.

Whenever they slept or meditated, he communicated with the other four. Together, they gradually recalled and completed the Essence of Qi Method they had read before, dividing it into several sections: the Qi Method, Qi Regulation Method, Solar Term Method, Assisted Guiding Breath-Swallowing Method, and Guiding New Epoch Secret Formula.

The essence of the contents could more or less be understood from the chapter names. The first three were foundational sections, involving exhaling and inhaling qi, while the fourth was for application, allowing qi to flow through the limbs and bones.