The Man Who Wanted to Become a Keyboard Douluo

Originally, Tang Weiwei had been a little shorter than Li Yuan, but after Martial Soul Possession, she was actually taller than him. Her ears had also turned into a pair of fluffy fox ears, making her look like a Fox Woman from legend—and even more charming.

"Good grief, she really is a fox spirit!" Compared to the children who had been scared half to death, Li Yuan took it rather well.

Not only was he not afraid, he even looked at Tang Weiwei with great interest. He simply found the Martial Souls of the Douluo Continent quite miraculous. Of course, his composure was inseparable from his own mentality and strength.

Although he was only six years old in the Douluo Continent, he had actually lived for over twenty years in another world. Mentally, he was naturally far more mature than an ordinary child.

Besides, Li Yuan's own strength was also important. Though he was not a Soul Master, he possessed Innate Divine Strength. With brute force alone, he could contend against most Soul Grandmasters.

So he was not intimidated by Tang Weiwei in the slightest. Instead, he was extremely interested in Martial Souls. What kind of Martial Soul would he have?

A dragon? A phoenix? A qilin? Pangu's axe? Creation Green Lotus? Taiji Diagram?

Li Yuan was not picky. Whether it was a Beast Martial Soul or a Weapon Martial Soul, any one would do. If he could get two and make them Twin Martial Souls, that would be even better!

Just as Li Yuan fantasized about what his Martial Soul might be like, Tang Weiwei, already in Martial Soul Possession, swiftly clapped her hands. Six faint green lights entered the six black stones on the ground. At once, a hazy golden radiance spread from the six stones, forming a pale golden barrier that enveloped the first child.

"Hold out your right hand," Tang Weiwei said sharply.

"Yes, Lord Soul Master!" The first child hurriedly held out his hand, and a tiny sickle appeared in his palm!

Then he touched the crystal ball, but there was no reaction at all.

Tang Weiwei was not surprised. She merely shook her head at the child. In the Douluo Continent, becoming a Soul Master was no easy matter, especially for commoners.

After all, Martial Souls on the Douluo Continent were mostly inherited. Put simply, dragons begot dragons, phoenixes begot phoenixes, and rats' sons knew how to dig holes.

If a child's elders lacked the talent to become Soul Masters, it would be extremely difficult for the next generation to become one. The villagers were basically all ordinary people, so the difficulty of producing a Soul Master was obvious.

Tang Weiwei had already visited several villages over the past few days, yet not a single child had possessed the talent to become a Soul Master.

Douhun Village probably would not fare any better.

"Next." Things went much as Tang Weiwei had expected. Before long, the Martial Souls of the seven or eight children had all awakened.

However, not one of them possessed the talent to become a Soul Master. In the blink of an eye, only one child remained before Tang Weiwei.

It was the broad-shouldered, sturdy yet handsome boy. Tang Weiwei had already remembered his name: Li Yuan. She felt that she might never forget what she had seen and heard today for the rest of her life.

What an eye-opener!

"Your turn. Hold out your right hand, then touch the crystal ball!" Tang Weiwei tried hard to make her voice sound normal, but she clearly failed. She could not help it—Li Yuan's whole vibe was just too bizarre.

Li Yuan had long grown used to the strange looks people gave him, so he did not get angry over it. Besides, what he cared about now was what kind of Martial Soul he would possess.

So, after hearing Tang Weiwei's words, Li Yuan held out his right hand.

As the pale golden light lit up again, Li Yuan instantly felt warmth spread through his entire body. Then, guided by that warm energy, he felt as though something inside him had shattered. All the warm aura rushed toward his palm.

The next moment, he felt something gathering in his palm. Sure enough, beneath Li Yuan's curious and expectant gaze, something very familiar appeared in his hand.

The instant Li Yuan saw his Martial Soul, the smile on his face froze.

"Th-this... isn't this a keyboard? Why is my Martial Soul a keyboard?"

In his previous life, Li Yuan had once heard a joke about the Douluo Continent.

"I am a Level 98 Titled Douluo. My Martial Soul is a keyboard. Please enlighten me."

When he had first seen that joke, Li Yuan had laughed like a pig. But now, he could not laugh anymore, because he had become the joke himself.

What a sin!

Did this mean that whenever he fought someone in the future, he would summon a keyboard and beat them to death with it?

And how was he supposed to attach Soul Rings to a keyboard Martial Soul? What kind of bizarre Soul Skills would it produce after gaining Soul Rings?

All sorts of questions flooded Li Yuan's mind, to the point that he failed to notice the strange expression on Tang Weiwei's face.

"What kind of Martial Soul is this? Why have I never seen it before? From the looks of it, could it be a brick? Whatever, I'll just call it a brick."

"Ahem. Your Martial Soul is a Black Brick, a Weapon Martial Soul. It's not bad—you can barely use it as a weapon. Stop spacing out and come test your Soul Power. If you have Soul Power, you might be able to become a Soul Master." Tang Weiwei kept a straight face and tried her best to make her words sound convincing.

Li Yuan, standing nearby, could only roll his eyes.

What Black Brick? My Martial Soul is a keyboard, all right? I'm a man who wants to become a Key Immortal, haven't you heard?

At the peak of keys, I stand above the world; with my keyboard, there is heaven.

When yin and yang descend into chaos, my demon keys will spray the world.

The great keyboard descends from the heavens; one key can make all nineteen provinces weep.

Had heaven not birthed Keyboard Knights, eternal ages would be a long night of flame wars.

Keyboard, come!

You've never even heard of the legendary keyboard Martial Soul, yet you call it a Black Brick? Trash. Leave the group chat!

Li Yuan grumbled inwardly, but he still obediently followed Tang Weiwei's instructions and ran over to test his Soul Power.

With a Martial Soul like mine, how much Soul Power can I have? Will I even have any Soul Power?

That was the question!

In theory, Soul Power was tied to the quality of one's Martial Soul. The higher the quality of the Martial Soul, the greater the Soul Power. Some particularly heaven-defying Martial Souls could even grant their owners Innate Full Soul Power.

For example, the protagonist of the Douluo Continent had Innate Full Soul Power—and even Twin Martial Souls.

Li Yuan had initially been happily wondering whether he might have Innate Full Soul Power too. But now, looking at his keyboard Martial Soul, he was no longer worried about whether he had Innate Full Soul Power.

What he worried about now was whether he could have any Soul Power at all. Was he destined to be unable to use Martial Souls in this life and only rely on brute strength?

With an uneasy heart, Li Yuan pressed his hand against the crystal ball. After quite a while, the crystal ball finally lit up, though the light was so faint it was nearly invisible.

"Lord Soul Master, what level is my Soul Power?" Li Yuan asked uneasily.