Martial Soul Awakening Failure?

Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, another three whole months had passed. During this time, Gu Chen had been busy beyond measure.

On one hand, he had taken on the heavy responsibility of teaching Na'er close-combat techniques and the Heaven Mending Technique;

on the other, he had to attend to the complicated affairs of Feixin Company.

At the same time, he also had to oversee the operations of the Butian Sect, gather the faith of ordinary people, and actively recruit experts from all walks of life.

In just these three short months, Gu Chen had often found himself unable to be in enough places at once.

Since some important matters required his personal attention, he had no choice but to travel constantly to attend major meetings in various places.

Every time he returned from a long journey, exhausted in both body and mind, he could only fall asleep peacefully after tightly hugging soft, fragrant Na'er, as though only that could dispel the dust and weariness of the road.

It was worth noting that although all these brilliant ideas had come from Gu Chen, he was, after all, only a six-year-old child, so it truly was not appropriate for him to appear in person on many occasions.

As for Na'er, although Gu Chen treated her like a younger sister and carefully taught her the Heaven Mending Technique, he kept the crucial Qilin Step firmly hidden in his heart.

After all, even though he believed Na'er would never betray him, the world was unpredictable. He had to leave himself a way out in everything.

If, one day in the future, Na'er truly turned against him, and even the Qilin Step, one of the Ten Fiend Precious Techniques, fell into her hands, he might not even know how he died.

As the saying went, the Great Dao had countless paths, but the Dao of Survival reigned supreme!

Before Gu Chen possessed sufficient strength, there was no way he would act recklessly, even if the weight of the Super Divine Artifact, the Purple Desolation Heaven-Falling Divine Spear, was enough to crush an ordinary Title Douluo to death.

But unless he had truly gone insane, he would never display something like a Super Divine Artifact before the world.

The night hung like a heavy black curtain, pressing lower and lower, making the entire sky increasingly dim and gloomy.

The yellow streetlights resembled lonely night watchmen, silently illuminating the quiet streets.

Under the gentle glow of those lamps, two figures overlapped tightly as they slowly walked along the deserted street.

One of them was Gu Chen, while the other was Na'er, fast asleep on his back.

Her breathing was steady and deep, as if she had entered a sweet world of dreams.

Looking at the sleeping Na'er on his back, Gu Chen could not help revealing a helpless yet doting smile.

Aolai City was a coastal city, and their home was not far from the roaring sea.

Around two months earlier, Gu Chen had taken Na'er to the seaside.

At that time, the magnificent sight of sea and sky merging into one had instantly captured Na'er's gaze, making her fall deeply in love with that boundless blue world at first sight.

From then on, Na'er often clamored to go play at the beach again.

After every meal, she would always blink her large, crystalline purple-amethyst eyes and look at Gu Chen expectantly.

Whenever he faced such pure, hopeful eyes, Gu Chen could never bring himself to refuse the adorable little girl. Clearly, he had absolutely no resistance to cute little girls like her.

As a genius with Innate Full Soul Power, aside from accompanying Na'er at the academy when he was bored, Gu Chen basically stayed home all the time.

The reason was simple: he simply said that he had his own method of cultivation.

When Gu Chen and Na'er were at home, they basically never used the Purple Desolation Heaven-Falling Divine Spear. What he feared was that if something really went wrong, he would be slapped to death in an instant.

Today was the day of Na'er's Martial Soul awakening.

Although the present Gu Chen, with only short purple hair, looked like a hoodlum delinquent, once he grew up and wore his flowing purple hair long, paired with violet-gold eyes as dazzling as purple gemstones, he would be extraordinarily handsome, like an immortal who had stepped out of a painting.

His already exceptional features were further enhanced by that unique aura, adding several degrees of nobility to his appearance.

Compared with Tang San before he awakened the Blue Silver Emperor bloodline, Gu Chen completely crushed him in looks.

Compared with everyone else, Gu Chen could only keep moving forward, because a blade hung above his head, ready to fall at any moment.

Tang Wulin had a God King father, but he did not. No matter how great his future potential might be, he was still trash at present.

One slap from a Title Douluo, and he would be nothing more than a handful of bloody soil.

The reason Gu Chen had founded the Butian Sect and recruited soul masters from ordinary civilian backgrounds, along with experts from every side, was to deal with the colossal force that was Shrek. Even if he might not necessarily clash with Shrek, the Holy Spirit Cult or the Abyssal Plane would definitely not spare him when they arrived!

No matter the reason, it was naturally necessary to create a force loyal only to himself.

Gu Chen stood outside the Awakening Room, his gaze fixed tightly on the closed door as a trace of nervousness rose uncontrollably within him.

He knew this was an important moment for Na'er. Although he already knew that she was highly likely to fail to awaken a Martial Soul this time, as her brother, his concern and worry for his family had long been deeply engraved in his heart.

Second by second, time passed. The few short minutes felt as long as several centuries.

Finally, the door of the Awakening Room slowly opened. The Spirit Transmitter walked out, unable to conceal the disappointment on his face.

Na'er followed behind him with her head lowered and heavy steps. Her little face, once filled with anticipation, was now full of despondency and dejection.

Seeing this, Gu Chen hurried forward, his eyes filled with tenderness.

He gently took Na'er's small hand, as though afraid of hurting her, then reached out and tenderly stroked her silvery hair.

"Little girl, how did it go?" Gu Chen asked softly, his voice full of concern.

Na'er raised her head and looked at Gu Chen. Her eyes were slightly red, her little lips pressed together as she answered in a choked voice, "Brother, Na'er... didn't awaken a Martial Soul."

Her words were filled with disappointment that she could not conceal.

In a world where Martial Souls were everything, having no Martial Soul meant having no talent. Yet beside Na'er stood a Brother who possessed a Body Martial Soul and extraordinary talent.

That contrast made Na'er feel like she was nothing but a born burden, leaving her heart filled with inferiority and helplessness.

However, Gu Chen did not hesitate to pull Na'er into his arms. Gently patting her back, he comforted her, "It's alright if you didn't awaken a Martial Soul. Even if Na'er has no Martial Soul, Brother will always stay by your side to protect you and keep you safe for the rest of your life!"

His voice was firm and powerful, like the warm sun in winter, warming Na'er's wounded heart.