"I finally scraped together enough gold soul coins to awaken my soul power."
Lin Xiao let out a long sigh, staring at the mere five gold soul coins in his hand, utterly speechless.
Tang San, oh, Tang San, you bastard! If it weren't for you, awakening a martial soul wouldn't cost money now!
Lin Xiao cursed Tang San inwardly. It was all that bastard's fault that people couldn't even awaken their martial souls without money anymore.
Lin Xiao had transmigrated. He had thought he would enjoy a wonderful life stomping on Tang San and slapping Yu Xiao Gang around, but never in his wildest dreams had he expected to arrive on the Douluo Continent ten thousand years later.
To awaken his martial soul, Lin Xiao had scrimped and saved, selling off everything in his home before he finally scraped together these five gold soul coins.
The only thing left to sell was the house.
What misery. Misery all the way to my doorstep.
He rubbed the ring on his finger. It was the last gift his mother had left him before she died, and he couldn't bear to sell it. It was her very last keepsake.
He had even sold the broadsword his father had left behind.
Whenever he thought about that, Lin Xiao couldn't help cursing Tang San.
Lin Xiao looked at the magnificent, glittering awakening hall before him, then at his own ragged appearance. He truly looked out of place.
It really felt like wine and meat rotting behind vermilion gates while frozen bones lay along the road.
"Five gold soul coins. Pay, collect a number, and line up over there." The guard outside the entrance lazily pointed toward the registration desk.
Lin Xiao was deeply unhappy, but he still obediently handed over his last five gold soul coins.
It hurts so much! This is unbearable! My money! Damn you, Tang San! Give me back my money!
After paying, he collected a number token with a 9 written on it.
Nine? If only my innate soul power were level nine.
That was what Lin Xiao thought to himself.
After a long, anxious wait, number nine was finally called.
"Number nine, come in to awaken your martial soul."
Hearing his number called, Lin Xiao hurried inside.
The man overseeing the awakening didn't even glance at Lin Xiao, merely pointing at the awakening crystal ball.
Lin Xiao said nothing either. He walked up on his own and placed his hand on the awakening crystal ball. The next instant, it blazed with light, and a profoundly mysterious energy seemed ready to surge out of his right hand.
A moment later, bone spirit white flame emerged from Lin Xiao's right hand.
Cold. All Lin Xiao felt was cold.
There was none of a flame's scorching heat.
Why does this flame look so much like bone spirit cold flame? The thought rose unbidden in Lin Xiao's mind.
Lin Xiao felt that there should be another martial soul within his body, but before he could examine it closely, he heard the overseer cry out in surprise.
"Innate full soul power!" the overseer exclaimed, his face brimming with delight.
It seemed he had found a genius this time.
But suddenly, the brilliantly glowing crystal ball dimmed in an instant, as though something had absorbed its light.
The overseer's brows knitted tightly. He had thought he had found a genius with innate full soul power, but it turned out to be merely someone with innate level-three soul power.
"Innate level-three soul power."
The overseer waved him away without even issuing a martial soul certificate.
Lin Xiao was speechless. The man really did serve a different dish depending on who sat at the table.
Withdrawing his martial soul, Lin Xiao swiftly left and hurried toward home.
When he returned, the house was empty. Only a bed remained, without even a table.
Sitting on the bed, Lin Xiao eagerly released his martial soul.
Whoosh!
That bone white flame emerged once more, cool to the touch, without the burning sensation of fire.
"Dad's martial soul was a flame, sure, but his flame was red."
"Did mine mutate?"
Lin Xiao voiced his confusion. Nothing felt wrong, and it was indeed his own martial soul, so it probably really was a mutated martial soul.
Judging by its appearance, thankfully, the mutation hadn't taken a harmful turn. Otherwise, he would have had plenty to suffer through.
He withdrew his martial soul. Earlier, Lin Xiao had clearly sensed another martial soul that hadn't appeared, but before he could awaken it, the overseer had interrupted him.
Thinking of that, Lin Xiao recalled the state he had been in earlier.
In an instant, a humanoid phantom identical to Lin Xiao projected outward.
"This... what martial soul is this? A body martial soul?"
Before Lin Xiao could react after speaking, the humanoid phantom martial soul instantly fused with him. No matter what he tried, he couldn't bring it out again.
Lin Xiao only felt that his body had grown somewhat stronger, with seemingly inexhaustible strength coursing through him. "If I hauled bricks at a construction site like this, I'd have to earn eight or ten thousand a month."
At that moment, Lin Xiao also understood that this was indeed a body martial soul. His martial soul was himself.
It was an extraordinarily powerful martial soul. As long as he nurtured it properly, he would become someone even stronger than Du Busi.
A smile spread across Lin Xiao's face, and his spirits soared. Selling off all his possessions in exchange for two martial souls had been worth it. More than worth it.
"If I'd sold this ring, would I have gotten innate full soul power?"
Lin Xiao rubbed the ring and muttered to himself.
But a moment later, he shook his head. It was the most valuable thing he owned, and there was no way he would sell it.
Now that he had awakened his martial souls, he could attend school.
The thought alone made Lin Xiao angry. Getting into a school wasn't that simple these days either. Sigh, just thinking about it was aggravating.
Damn you, Tang San! Screw you and your eight-a.m. classes!
Once I'm strong enough, I'll wipe out every last thing Tang San left on the Douluo Continent.
Just thinking about it infuriated him.
Only after taking a deep breath did Lin Xiao withdraw his martial soul and sit back down on the bed.
"You want to sell this ring?"
An aged yet vigorous voice rang out in the room.
"Who? Who's talking?"
Lin Xiao was so startled that he jumped off the bed and looked around.
There was nothing left in his house but a bed. Who could possibly take an interest in his home?
No one. He couldn't see a single person. Lin Xiao was bewildered.
Suddenly, a scorching sensation spread from his finger, and Lin Xiao instinctively shook his hand.
Looking at his hand, Lin Xiao blurted out, "You... don't tell me you're inside the ring?"
If it really was what he thought, he had hit the jackpot.
An old man in a ring. Who could this guy be? Qian Daoliu? Tang Chen? Or someone who isn't from the Douluo Continent?
"Little fellow!"
As those words rang out, white mist gradually spread, enveloping the entire room.
The mist filled the air, making it impossible for Lin Xiao to keep his eyes open. He rubbed them and desperately tried to open them wide.
Within the mist, a figure slowly materialized, appearing directly before Lin Xiao's eyes.
Lin Xiao was so startled that he fell onto the bed. "Holy shit! You scared the hell out of me."
Coming back to his senses, Lin Xiao began studying the person floating in the mist before him.
Wait, why does this guy look familiar?
Rubbing his eyes again, Lin Xiao became certain that he had definitely seen this person before. But where?
The next instant, Lin Xiao cried out in shock, "You... you're Old Medicine?"
Old Medicine's brows furrowed tightly. He had watched this fellow grow up and had never noticed anything strange about him.
But why did he recognize him?
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