A Brand-New Version of Martial Soul Awakening You've Never Seen Before

A Brand-New Version of Martial Soul Awakening You've Never Seen Before

Han Li did not rashly approach. Instead, he watched them argue until the buzz-cut boy hiding nearby came out to smooth things over. Only then did he observe the child from the side.

At first glance, Tang San matched the descriptions he had read—dark-skinned, skinny, and looking malnourished. His clothes could only be called fairly clean. Who would have thought he would become the future protagonist?

As for Yu Xiaogang, Han Li had already seen him more than once while reading at the academy. All he could say was that in terms of looks and bearing, he was not even comparable to Tao Ge. There was no point discussing him.

Han Li silently watched the two sides argue, adding the narration, "You have already earned the right to die," in his mind. It was rather entertaining.

Only after Yu Xiaogang appeared, rebuked the gatekeeper, and Old Jack respectfully entrusted Tang San to him did Han Li withdraw his gaze and look at the maid beside him.

"Xiu'er, have the inn send up another pot of hot tea. We'll stay a little longer before going back."

"Yes, Young Master."

Soon, a fresh pot of hot tea was brought up. Han Li watched the street outside the window while chatting idly with Xiu'er.

After waiting until a little girl in pink clothes with a scorpion braid successfully entered the academy, he sat for a while longer. Seemingly having lost interest, he finally left the tavern and headed home.

"The wheel of fate begins to turn slowly from this moment onward..."

Han Li lay on his bed and looked at the girl beside him, who was utterly absorbed in the story. He took the initiative to end tonight's storytelling session.

"Ah, that's it?"

When Xiu'er did not hear her young master continue, she finally realized that the story was over.

Her hands were propped beneath her cheeks on the table, making her face look adorably round. She wore no hair ornaments, and paired with the round bear ears atop her head, she looked utterly dazed and cute. At this moment, she seemed more like a girl her age should.

"It's already ten o'clock. Time to sleep. We still have to go to Spirit Hall tomorrow for Martial Soul Awakening."

Han Li pointed at the clock on the wall and smiled at her.

She was, after all, only a ten-year-old girl. Even though she usually handled a maid's duties in perfect order, she still could not resist the temptation of stories. This had already been going on for more than two years.

The way the two of them got along was rather strange. Though Xiu'er was a maid, she had always treated him like a younger brother. Only when they were alone would she occasionally call him by name.

Han Li could not win against her stubbornness and could only accept her care. He knew very well that only this would make Xiu'er feel better inside. She had always believed that she was the reason he lost his parents.

Of course, Han Li regarded her as a younger sister in his heart. But in this body, he was only six years old, so naturally he would not say it aloud. Still, more than two years together had been enough for him to accept this girl as family.

"Then rest early, Young Master. I'll come wake you tomorrow morning."

Xiu'er looked at the clock on the wall and only then realized how late it was. As a maid, she had actually failed to notice such a thing. She was terribly unqualified. Her little face instantly flushed bright red, and she quickly ran out of the room.

Watching Xiu'er flee in embarrassment, Han Li shook his head, smiling as he lay back down and closed his eyes.

Tomorrow was the day of Martial Soul Awakening. What would it be like?

Han Li forcibly cut off his thoughts, wished himself good night, emptied his mind, and used the meditation knowledge he had learned to fall asleep.

It had to be said that before awakening his Martial Soul, when he could sense nothing at all, the Meditation Technique truly was an excellent sleep aid.

Early the next morning, Xiu'er, whose condition had returned to normal, woke Han Li. After a washing and grooming routine far more elaborate than usual, she helped him change into brand-new clothes.

Han Li looked at the handsome young boy in the mirror, who seemed much more spirited than usual, and was quite satisfied.

Black hair, deep brown eyes, a youthful innocence still lingering on his face, fair skin, and fitted white clothes. He could not be called exceptionally handsome, but he gave off a very clean and refreshing impression.

"Young Master, there's this too. This is my blessing for you. My mother taught me about it before."

Xiu'er pulled him over and solemnly used a red eyebrow pencil to place a red dot in the center of his forehead, then lightly smudged it. A red mark appeared there, making him look even more refined.

Han Li did not dodge. He did not particularly like it, since it reminded him of a wheelchair-bound doctor he had once seen on television, but this was Xiu'er's heartfelt gesture. He would not refuse it.

"All done. Just as I thought, Young Master is especially handsome."

Xiu'er's eyes curved into crescents as she smiled, extremely pleased with her handiwork.

"Let's go." Han Li took her hand and headed toward the dining room.

After quickly finishing an unusually lavish breakfast, the two did not walk. They boarded a carriage and headed toward Spirit Hall.

The carriage stopped outside Spirit Hall, and Han Li stepped down.

"Xiao Li, over here."

Turning his head, Han Li saw a familiar figure and seemed somewhat surprised.

"Uncle Xiao."

Han Li smiled and went over. Over the past two years, this city lord uncle had taken excellent care of him. He had not expected him to come for today's awakening ceremony as well.

"Well? Are you nervous? I'll go in with you."

Without waiting for an answer, he grabbed Han Li's hand and headed into Spirit Hall, ignoring the guards outside.

Han Li turned back to signal Xiu'er to follow, then gave the guards an apologetic look and nodded. Without saying anything, he walked inside with them.

"Old man, hurry out and preside over Xiao Li's awakening ceremony."

Xiao Zhan had a booming voice. The moment he entered, he shouted loudly. Though they were not part of the same system, Ma Xiunuo had awakened Xiao Zhan's Martial Soul back then. Besides, in a small city like this, no one cared about such things.

"Stop shouting. Everything's ready. Come over."

Ma Xiunuo's irritated voice came from a room. Xiao Zhan did not mind and pulled Han Li straight inside.

Ma Xiunuo was not the only one in the room. Su Yuntao was there as well. Xiao Zhan finally released Han Li's hand.

Han Li politely greeted the two, "Grandfather Ma Xiunuo, Tao Ge."

The two smiled in response. Their gazes toward Han Li were warm and affectionate. They had watched this boy grow up, and now it was time for him to awaken his Martial Soul.

After greeting them, Han Li looked to the side. The black stones used for awakening had already been arranged, while a crystal for testing Soul Power sat on the nearby shelf.

"Xiao Li, shall we begin now? Or wait a little longer?"

Seeing that Han Li had noticed them, Su Yuntao asked with a smile.

"Now."

Han Li took a deep breath. Seeing Xiu'er enter and close the door behind her, he turned back and answered.

"Good. There's no need to say much more. You've seen the awakening process more than once. Stand in the center."

Su Yuntao walked over and patted him on the shoulder.

"Mm."

Han Li nodded to the others and stepped into the center of the Awakening Stones. In his heart, he silently prayed, Heavenly Venerate Han, bless me. Compared to other beings, he felt this one was more approachable.

As Su Yuntao poured in Soul Power, Han Li only felt warmth spread through his body. Countless golden motes emerged around him. In the brief moment he was distracted, a Scimitar wreathed in flames appeared out of thin air in his outstretched right hand, casting both men's faces red.

"A high-grade Martial Soul..."

Ma Xiunuo and Xiao Zhan sprang from their chairs, the words slipping from their mouths.

The next second, Han Li's left hand rose beyond his control. A Scimitar radiating icy cold appeared in the same manner, as though dissatisfied with the blade in his right hand hogging all the glory.

"Twin Martial Souls?"

Ma Xiunuo unconsciously stepped forward and muttered.

Just as Su Yuntao's smile became impossible to contain and he prepared to let go, a powerful suction force suddenly came from the Awakening Stones, directly draining all the Soul Power from his body. At the same time, Han Li's hands were forced together.

Buzz—

A crisp blade hum rang out. The rings at the ends of the two Scimitar hilts fused together, and the weapons rose into the air before landing back in Han Li's hands.

Su Yuntao panted heavily and collapsed onto the floor. Ma Xiunuo and Xiao Zhan stared blankly at the Martial Soul in Han Li's hands—a new bow-like Martial Soul formed from two Scimitars, radiating both flames and icy cold, though it had no string.

What was going on? In all their years, they had never heard of a Martial Soul Awakening producing such a result. They had truly had their eyes opened today.

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