The First Chapter: The Resonant Caller, Martial Soul Blood Oath Covenant

Sun Moon Continent, Mingdu.

Inside a luxurious manor, though the sun had only just peeked over the horizon, a young man was panting, a wooden sword in his hand, cold sweat dripping from his forehead.

The young man's name was Yue Hongchen, a transmigrator from Earth. In a bizarre accident, he was sent to the Douluo Continent by a fully insured semi-trailer truck that claimed to be an "otherworldly transporter."

Since birth, his parents had been gone. He didn't know if they died accidentally or abandoned him. From the time he could remember, he had lived with the Hongchen family. It was Jing Hongchen who had brought him back from the wilderness and named him Yue Hongchen.

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The current era was not the time of Tang San's rise. Ten thousand years had passed since Tang San became a god, and it was known as the era of "Chosen Ones."

"Brother, you're up so early again. We're about to awaken our Martial Souls soon, go wash up quickly! I'll wait for you to go together!"

As a gentle voice drifted from the house, Yue Hongchen looked up and met his sister's sleepy eyes. She had long, straight silver-white hair tied into a ponytail on the right side, and her small hands were gently rubbing her watery blue eyes.

Yue wiped the sweat from his forehead and said with a smile, "Okay! Xiao? Aren't you coming with us?"

"Him..." Mentioning Xiao, Meng's expression instantly soured. "He ran off to research Soul Tools early this morning. He doesn't spend enough time with me."

"Alright, alright, Xiao also wants to become a powerful Soul Master to protect Meng!" Yue put away his wooden sword and gently tapped Meng's forehead.

Meng pouted and turned her head away, looking displeased. "Hmph, I don't care. You're both my brothers, but you have time to play with me, while he's nowhere to be seen all day."

Seeing this, Yue didn't know what to say. After all, Meng wouldn't listen to anything right now. When she grew up and became more sensible, she wouldn't throw these little tantrums.

Thinking this, Yue Hongchen nodded dotingly, agreeing with Meng's words. It was a day for awakening, so he should make the little girl happy.

"I'm going to wash up, wait for me."

Meng nodded obediently. Unlike usual, she didn't dart into Yue's room. It was getting late, and if they made Grandpa wait too long, she'd be scolded again.

Although Yue would speak up for her, the result was that Yue would also be scolded. She couldn't drag Yue down with her anymore.

Not long after, Yue was ready. He changed his clothes and came out. His short silver-white hair, just like Meng Hongchen's, was still damp, likely from rushing and not drying completely.

He stood in the courtyard now, his hair reflecting the morning light, adding a filter to his ever-sunny smile. Meng was mesmerized for a moment.

It wasn't until Yue's hand was extended in front of her that she snapped back to reality. "Let's go! Don't keep Grandpa waiting."

She nodded softly, her small hand gently resting on Yue's large one. Thus, she was led by Yue towards the awakening hall behind the manor.

Pushing open the door to the awakening hall, an elder with a face full of wrinkles but radiating authority was conversing with a young man with white hair.

Hearing the movement at the door, both of them turned their gazes over simultaneously.

"Grandpa is like this again, wearing that ugly mask every day."

Meng complained verbally, but with a smile, she threw herself into Jing Hongchen's arms.

Jing Hongchen chuckled and hugged Meng, who had rushed into his arms, then crouched down and ruffled her hair. "Haha, Grandpa has to return to the academy later. This appearance is to awe those students. Did I scare my little Meng? Grandpa apologizes."

"Brother." Xiao walked over and respectfully greeted Yue.

Yue maintained his sunny smile and reached out to ruffle Xiao's hair.

"Don't be so formal. Although you've been researching Soul Tools since you became sensible, and I've been practicing swordsmanship, we haven't seen each other much. But we're family nonetheless."

Yue's words warmed Xiao's heart. Because of his obsession with Soul Tools, he had barely spent time with Yue and Meng these past few years. He had initially thought Yue, like Meng, harbored resentment towards him.

"Alright, cheer up. Awaken a good Martial Soul and high Soul Power later."

"Okay, Brother!" Xiao nodded, his tone finally less stiff.

"Come on, little Meng, shall Grandpa awaken your Martial Soul first?"

"No!" Meng shook her head like a rattle drum. "Awaken Brother first! Brother has always loved swords since he was little, and he's so handsome. His Martial Soul must be a particularly beautiful sword!"

As she spoke, Meng's eyes lit up, full of anticipation for Yue's Martial Soul.

"Alright! Then Grandpa will awaken little Yue first!"

Saying this, he beckoned Yue over.

"Grandpa!" Yue walked up to Jing Hongchen and called out, feeling nervous.

Honestly, he didn't even know if he could awaken Soul Power yet. He was just an adopted child; he had no idea what his parents' cultivation was like.

"Don't be nervous." As if sensing Yue's thoughts, Jing Hongchen patted Yue's shoulder with his large hand.

"Believe that you can definitely become a powerful Soul Master. I've already spoken with Mu En about you going to Shrek. As long as your talent isn't poor, you can attend Shrek as a visiting student."

Yue nodded and, at Jing Hongchen's signal, walked to the center of the awakening platform.

"Get ready, I'm starting."

As Yue nodded, Jing Hongchen began to inject Soul Power into the awakening platform.

After the Soul Power was injected, the patterns on the awakening platform lit up, and streams of white light gently entered Yue's body, helping him awaken the dormant Martial Soul within.

Yue closed his eyes and carefully felt the changes within him. As the white light that entered his body followed his meridians, he felt something trying to emerge from his right hand.

More and more white light entered his body, and the sensation in his right hand grew more intense.

Finally, unable to bear it any longer, he subconsciously raised his right hand, and a sword materialized in his hand.

The sword in his hand had an exquisite overall design, a slender blade emitting a faint blue light, its edge shimmering with a cold gleam. The hilt was decorated with intricate patterns that echoed the blue light of the blade.

"Wow! What a beautiful sword!" Meng's eyes seemed to turn into starry eyes, blinking as she stared at the sword in Yue's hand.

"It looks like a good Martial Soul, and it has fulfilled your wish." Jing Hongchen nodded in satisfaction, genuinely happy for Yue from the bottom of his heart.

He had seen Yue's hard work over the past three years, and today's sword proved that his efforts were not in vain; he could become a sword cultivator as he wished.

"Come, let's see how many levels you have..." Jing Hongchen took out the crystal ball, preparing to measure Yue's Innate Soul Power, but the next moment, he almost dropped the crystal ball in his hand.

At this moment, Yue's eyes were still tightly closed, the sword held firmly in his hand, and behind him, a circle of blue and white Soul Rings was quietly floating.

Jing Hongchen quickly covered his mouth, not daring to make a sound that would disturb Yue.

He was certain that Yue was not a Soul Beast who had reincarnated, yet he had automatically condensed a Soul Ring. This was likely due to his Martial Soul, a sword that had never been recorded by any power.

At this moment, Yue was in his Sea of Consciousness, looking at the "uninvited guest" before him.