My Martial Soul Was Actually a Garlic Turtle

Hagen Das Kingdom, Xilu City, Spirit Hall Sub-Hall.

Inside Spirit Hall's main hall, the yellow-robed deacon in charge of the awakening ceremony glanced at the light on the Awakening Sphere before him and nodded. "Innate Level Three Soul Power. Not bad."

The child before him immediately clenched his fists in excitement, while his parents watching from afar also breathed a sigh of relief.

Innate Level Three Soul Power meant that the child would have no problem cultivating to become a Soul Elder. With enough effort, he might even reach the Soul Ancestor level. Such talent was already quite good for a family like theirs.

"Next, Qing Mu!"

After the child was led away by his parents, the yellow-robed deacon looked at the list in his hand and called out to those behind him.

"I'm here!"

Hearing his name, Qing Mu immediately stepped out from among the children and entered the Awakening Array.

As the Awakening Array began to glow, Qing Mu's heart grew tense to the extreme.

Although both of his parents in this life were Spirit Masters, meaning he was highly likely to awaken Soul Power, what if he did not?

After all, even the son of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's leader had awakened a Level 0.5 Luo San Pao. It was not as though such things had never happened.

Very soon, a layer of hazy golden light formed into a pale golden barrier around Qing Mu. Seeing the radiance spilling from the Awakening Array, the yellow-robed deacon in charge of the ceremony could not help but brighten.

Generally speaking, the brighter the light released during awakening, the higher the quality of the awakened Martial Soul.

The light Qing Mu was producing had already surpassed that of a genius the deacon had once awakened with Innate Level Seven Spirit Power. Could it be that he was about to witness the birth of another top-tier genius?

A moment later, the light faded, and a creature appeared before everyone. Its skin was blue-green, its body resembled a toad's, and it carried a plant bulb like a garlic clove on its back.

Qing Mu stared at the familiar figure before him and froze.

"Isn't this the legendary Garlic Turtle... no, Bulbasaur?"

But soon, excitement welled up within Qing Mu. This was Bulbasaur, one of Pokémon's original Starters, with two stages of evolution and even Mega Evolution.

Even if it could not evolve, Pokémon's diverse move pool would still be enough for him to make a name for himself on Douluo Continent.

Of course, that was assuming his Bulbasaur Martial Soul could learn moves on its own just like a Pokémon.

"Da Na~"

At that moment, Bulbasaur walked to Qing Mu's feet and affectionately rubbed its head against his pant leg.

Seeing this, Qing Mu immediately crouched down and patted Bulbasaur on the head.

Bulbasaur narrowed its eyes, enjoying Qing Mu's touch as it let out a comfortable purr.

"Ahem. Come over and test your Soul Power first."

Suddenly, the yellow-robed deacon beside him coughed and spoke to Qing Mu.

Qing Mu nodded and quickly walked over to the yellow-robed deacon. He placed his hand on the Crystal Ball used to test Soul Power and poured the Soul Power within him into it.

At the same time, the yellow-robed deacon watched Qing Mu with curiosity. He could not make sense of the Martial Soul Qing Mu had awakened.

Normally, Martial Souls were divided into two categories: Artifact Martial Souls and Beast Martial Souls.

The distinction between them was quite simple. Those that could possess the human body and provide enhancements were Beast Martial Souls, while those that left the body and transformed into weapons or treasures were Artifact Martial Souls.

Qing Mu's Martial Soul clearly looked like a Beast Martial Soul, yet it had left his body like an Artifact Martial Soul. That was extremely strange.

The yellow-robed deacon had only heard of one other such Martial Soul: that of Yu Xiaogang, the son of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's leader and the current foremost Grandmaster of Martial Soul theory.

However, that was not a positive example. Not only had his Martial Soul changed from the number one Beast Martial Soul, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, into a Gong Pig, but his Innate Soul Power was also a pitiful Level 0.5—the lowest among all who possessed Soul Power.

Now, the yellow-robed deacon only hoped that Qing Mu's case was not such a detrimental mutation. Otherwise, his bonus would be gone.

Soon, blue light appeared within the Crystal Ball. Upon seeing it, the yellow-robed deacon breathed a sigh of relief, though he was also slightly disappointed. "Innate Soul Power, Level Five. Congratulations. Your Innate Soul Power is quite good."

"Innate Level Five Soul Power?"

Qing Mu was slightly stunned, but he soon accepted it.

After all, he had only awakened Bulbasaur, not Venusaur. It was normal for him to have only Innate Level Five Soul Power. If he could evolve in the future, the quality of his Martial Soul would naturally improve as well.

Besides, Innate Level Five Soul Power was already quite good—higher than either of his parents in this life.

The yellow-robed deacon said, "By the way, your Martial Soul should be a Mutated Martial Soul. It has never appeared before. As its owner, you have the right to name it. What do you intend to call it?"

"A name? Then I'll call it Bulbasaur!"

Qing Mu answered without hesitation.

"Bulbasaur? Understood."

The yellow-robed deacon nodded, then smiled at Qing Mu. "Little one, are you interested in joining Spirit Hall?"

Though Qing Mu's Innate Soul Power was lower than the Level Seven or above he had expected, Innate Level Five Soul Power still qualified him as a minor genius among Spirit Masters. Reaching the Soul King level should not be difficult.

If he worked hard enough and encountered a few opportunities, he might not be unable to reach the Soul Saint level within his lifetime.

"My apologies, Deacon. I'll need to go home and discuss this with my parents."

Qing Mu replied somewhat apologetically.

However, upon hearing Qing Mu's words, the yellow-robed deacon nodded understandingly. "I understand, I understand. If your parents agree, you can come find me at Spirit Hall anytime. Spirit Hall's doors will always be open to you."

The yellow-robed deacon had met many noble young masters like Qing Mu, whose families had titles for them to inherit. He was quite familiar with such situations.

Still, it made the yellow-robed deacon sigh. Kids from wealthy families really were hard to persuade. If Qing Mu had been a poor child, he would definitely have agreed immediately upon hearing Spirit Hall's offer.

The yellow-robed deacon suddenly understood why Spirit Hall spent so much time and effort every year helping people in those small villages awaken their Martial Souls. Although the chances of awakening Innate Soul Power were low, and most Martial Souls were not particularly good, they could recruit them early.

If they got lucky and encountered a few geniuses, then drew them into Spirit Hall, the investment would not be a loss.

After Qing Mu walked out of the awakening area, a young couple who appeared to be in their thirties and wore luxurious clothing hurried over to him.

They were Qing Mu's parents in this life. His father was Qing Tianfeng, whose Martial Soul was the Green Toad. He was a Level Forty-One Control System Battle Spirit Ancestor. His mother was Xu Yao, whose Martial Soul was the Narcissus Flower. She was a Level Thirty-Four Support System Battle Spirit Elder.

Xu Yao then stroked Qing Mu's head and smiled. "We saw everything from the viewing seats. As expected of our son—you actually awakened Innate Level Five Soul Power!"

Xu Yao's Innate Soul Power had been Level Three and a Half, while Qing Tianfeng's had been slightly higher at Level Four!

Qing Tianfeng, meanwhile, stared at the Bulbasaur by Qing Mu's feet, a thoughtful look flashing through his eyes.