Martial Soul Awakening

Peerless Tang Sect, Shrek Academy, inside the Sea God Pavilion,

Mu En watched the six-year-old child undergoing the awakening ceremony, filled with anticipation.

"Mu Xuanheng, my boy, what exactly is your Martial Soul? There aren't many Martial Souls that can suppress the Bright Holy Dragon."

The child placed his hand on the Awakening Stone, waiting for his Martial Soul to awaken.

He was a child Mu En had found—or, not quite found. He was a transmigrator.

But he hadn't initially transmigrated to the Douluo World. He had ended up in the Divine Seal World instead.

He had planned to cultivate diligently, find the Eternal Set, inherit Electrolux's legacy, and then live out his days in peace.

But while he was inside the teleportation array on Knight Sacred Mountain, he saw a giant dragon.

It gleamed brilliantly, its wings like a phoenix's.

With one swipe of its claw, it sent him back to the Douluo World.

He'd cursed up a storm. After finally getting onto the path of cultivation, he had to start all over again.

Then Mu En and Xuan Zi, flying through the sky, had come across him.

They'd thought he was an ordinary child, but both of them had sensed that their Martial Souls were being suppressed.

He had no parents or relatives, so they had brought him to the Sea God Pavilion to raise him. Now, at last, it was time for his Martial Soul Awakening.

Mu Xuanheng was so excited he could barely contain himself. The two old men had told him more than once that his Martial Soul was sure to be powerful.

But as a transmigrator, he was still nervous. On Douluo Continent, a weak Martial Soul meant despair.

Worse still, the Peerless Tang Sect timeline was on the brink of war, and the Holy Spirit Cult was out there.

The weak might as well hand over their lives.

"Don't be nervous, my boy. Believe in yourself." Mu En encouraged him. "Xuan Zi and I will protect you."

Mu En stood to one side. Naturally, Xuan Zi would oversee his awakening.

Two yellow, two purple, four black, and one red Soul Rings floated in the air.

He formed a hand seal, and the array lit up.

Mu Xuanheng immediately felt a wave of warmth, which then transformed into a phantom behind him.

Its wings spread like a phoenix's, while it had a dragon's head and sharp claws. Its presence was awe-inspiring, and its scales gleamed with dazzling colors.

The instant the phantom appeared, Mu En and Xuan Zi both felt their Martial Souls being suppressed.

The phantom gradually merged with Mu Xuanheng's body. He opened his eyes, and it seemed as though he could see thousands of miles away.

Even its silent roar was enough to awe the heart.

"What kind of Martial Soul is that? How can it suppress my Godly Taotie Bull?" Xuan Zi was astonished. He couldn't identify it.

Mu En lowered his head, deep in thought as well.

"My Bright Holy Dragon is already a top-tier Martial Soul. In this world, the only one who can unquestionably outclass it is the Golden-Eyed Black Dragon King, Di Tian. Could Xuanheng have awakened one of the Nine Great Dragon Kings?"

The paper and brush beside him floated into the air. He reached out and caught them. "Hm?"

It wasn't his Soul Power that had moved them. Something was happening in the awakening array, where Mu Xuanheng was shaking.

"What's going on?" Xuan Zi was just about to stop channeling his Soul Power when Mu En called out, "Keep going. This is his Second Martial Soul."

Before they could even react, Mu Xuanheng's body began to change.

Sheets of paper appeared in front of him. They didn't change, but radiated a sense of light.

Several sheets gathered together. The two characters "Contract" were written clearly on them.

Their souls trembled. Mu En and Xuan Zi felt a new urge stir within them: they wanted to take a closer look at that paper.

The paper returned to Mu Xuanheng's body.

Mu Xuanheng opened his eyes and gasped for breath, his hands trembling involuntarily.

His Martial Soul wanted to leave this place and head for a world that was richer and more colorful.

Mu En sent a stream of light-attribute Soul Power into him, calming him down. "Don't worry, my boy. I'm right here. Everything's all right."

Mu Xuanheng's heart settled for a moment. Mu En was a Limit Douluo, one of the most powerful people in this world.

"Come on, Xuanheng. Put your hand on the crystal ball."

Xuan Zi guided him step by step. Xuan Zi wasn't exactly a patient man, but Mu Xuanheng was far too special for him not to make an exception.

Twin Martial Souls—how powerful was that?

And his First Martial Soul could even suppress two Titled Douluo to some extent.

Following the instructions, Mu Xuanheng channeled his Soul Power into the crystal ball. Light immediately flared.

"Elder Mu, we really did find a treasure. A top-tier Martial Soul, Twin Martial Souls, and Innate Full Soul Power. He'll definitely become a top-tier powerhouse."

Mu En nodded from his wheelchair. "That's right. With proper guidance, he'll become another peak powerhouse. He might even surpass me."

A smile touched his lips. He'd already come up with a new plan for his legacy.

"Old man, second old man. I awakened successfully."

The "old man" meant Mu En, and the "second old man" naturally meant Xuan Zi.

Xuan Zi said, "Well, look at you, you little brat. You still dare to call me that? You won't even call me Grandpa!"

Mu Xuanheng answered with a cheeky face.

"Heh." Xuan Zi withdrew his Soul Power and began chasing Mu Xuanheng.

The old man and the boy ran circles around Mu En.

Mu En put an end to their antics. "All right, stop fooling around. Come on, Xuanheng. Tell us what Martial Soul you awakened."

They stopped, and Mu Xuanheng summoned his Martial Soul. That faint feeling of suppression returned.

"I'm not sure."

He did have a guess, but he wasn't certain.

Meanwhile, Mu En began looking through books.

Even with all his experience, he had never seen a Martial Soul like this.

"Doesn't fit. None of the Nine Great Dragon Kings look like that. So what could it be?"

He looked at Mu Xuanheng. "Do you feel anything? Any particular thoughts? Like suddenly wanting to eat something?"

"I can see a long way, and I really want to go out and have a look."

"No," Xuan Zi cut in before Mu Xuanheng could finish. "It's too dangerous outside. If you want to go out, Elder Mu or I will go with you."

"Seeing a long way, wanting to go out even though it's dangerous. A good lookout who loves danger?" Mu En suddenly had a theory. He hurriedly searched through the ancient texts.

There were no illustrations, only a written description.

"The offspring of the dragon and phoenix. The third of the dragon's nine sons, Chaofeng, loves danger and gazes into the distance. It has wings on its back, and brings both disaster and blessing."

"That's it. It all fits. Only this Martial Soul could explain everything." Mu En's eyes glimmered. "The Martial Soul is Chaofeng. It's an absolutely top-tier Martial Soul. There's none more powerful."

After they found the answer, Xuan Zi was just as delighted. "No wonder, no wonder. It can suppress my Godly Taotie Bull because it's pure Chaofeng."

Watching the two old men's excitement, he felt relieved too.

He'd been afraid of awakening a terrible Martial Soul in this world. After all, he didn't have anything like a system.

But now, he could be all but certain his future potential would reach at least the Limit Douluo level.

"Right, Xuanheng. What's your other Martial Soul?"

Mu Xuanheng summoned the sheet of paper. "Well, this one's rather unusual. It doesn't seem like a normal Martial Soul. It feels more like an attachment."

"How could that be? With Twin Martial Souls, their quality shouldn't be too different. How could one be Chaofeng and the other just an attachment?" Even Mu En couldn't understand.

Mu Xuanheng, however, knew a little about it.

After all, he'd brought this thing with him.

The paper floated in midair. Only two characters were written on it: Contract.

"This Martial Soul can't be given Soul Rings."

As soon as he said it, Xuan Zi was shocked. "What? It can't be given Soul Rings? What kind of joke is that? That's one of the great advantages of Twin Martial Souls!"

"Xuan Zi! Let Xuanheng finish." Mu En silenced him with a single sentence.

"This Martial Soul is Contract. I can form a Contract with a Soul Beast now and make it fight for me, while also giving my First Martial Soul its Soul Ring." He scratched his head. "My First Martial Soul seems to be conscious, too. No matter how I obtain the Soul Ring, it seems like the Soul Skill is always fixed."

Things had suddenly become complicated again.

They hadn't even figured out the Second Martial Soul, and now the First Martial Soul had raised a new question.