Martial Soul Awakening

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

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

"Mu Xuanheng, child, what exactly is your martial soul? It is rare to see a martial soul capable of suppressing the Bright Holy Dragon."

The child placed his hand on the awakening stone, waiting for his martial soul to awaken.

He was a child picked up by Mu En, though "picked up" wasn't entirely accurate. He was a transmigrator.

But he hadn't originally transmigrated to the Douluo world; he had first arrived in the Divine Seal World.

He had intended to cultivate diligently, search for the Eternal Set, obtain the inheritance of Electrolux, and then live a peaceful life.

However, while at the teleportation array of the Knight Sacred Mountain, he saw a giant dragon.

It was dazzling, its wings resembling those of a phoenix.

With a single claw, it had reverse-summoned him to the Douluo world.

He cursed under his breath, having finally embarked on the path of cultivation only to have to start all over again.

Then, Mu En and Xuan Zi, who were flying through the sky, happened upon him.

They had thought he was an ordinary child, but both of them felt a suppression of their martial souls.

With no parents, no family, and no connections, he was brought to the Sea God Pavilion to be raised until today, the day of his martial soul awakening.

Mu Xuanheng felt incredibly excited. Although the two old men had said more than once that his martial soul was definitely powerful.

Yet as a transmigrator, he was still nervous; on the Douluo Continent, a weak martial soul was synonymous with despair.

What was even more terrifying was that in the timeline of the Peerless Tang Sect, war would soon arrive, along with the existence of the Holy Spirit Cult.

The weak were equivalent to handing over their own lives.

"Don't be nervous, child, believe in yourself." Mu En encouraged the child: "Xuan Zi and I will protect you."

Mu En stood to the side, while it was naturally Xuan Zi who performed the awakening for him.

Two yellow, two purple, four black, and one red—nine soul rings floated in the air.

With his hands forming seals, the array lit up.

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

Its wings spread out like a phoenix, with a dragon's head and sharp claws that struck fear into the heart; its scales were colorful and dazzlingly bright.

The moment the phantom appeared, Mu En and Xuan Zi felt the suppression of their own martial souls.

The phantom gradually merged into Mu Xuanheng's body, its eyes opening as if they could see through thousands of miles.

Even its silent roar could shake the soul.

"What kind of martial soul is this? How could it suppress my Godly Taotie Bull?" Xuan Zi was astonished; he could not recognize what this martial soul was.

Mu En also lowered his head in thought.

"My Bright Holy Dragon is already a top-tier martial soul; the only one in the world today who can consistently suppress me is the Golden-Eyed Black Dragon King Di Tian. Could it be that Xuanheng has awakened one of the Nine Great Dragon Kings?"

The paper and pen beside him began to float. He reached out and grabbed them: "Hmm?"

It wasn't his own soul power at work, but rather that within the awakening array, Mu Xuanheng was trembling.

"What's going on?" Just as Xuan Zi wanted to stop the infusion of soul power, he was called out by Mu En: "Continue. This is a second martial soul."

Before he could be surprised, changes appeared on Mu Xuanheng's body.

Sheets of paper appeared in front of Mu Xuanheng; they hadn't changed, but they were filled with a sense of light.

Several sheets gathered together, with the two large characters for Contract clearly written upon them.

Their souls throbbed, and a thought sprouted in the hearts of Mu En and Xuan Zi—they wanted to take a closer look at that paper.

The paper returned into Mu Xuanheng's body.

Mu Xuanheng opened his eyes, gasping for air, his hands trembling uncontrollably.

His martial soul wanted to leave this place and head toward a more colorful and diverse world.

Mu En channeled a stream of bright soul power over to soothe Mu Xuanheng. "Don't worry, child, I am still here; everything is fine."

Mu Xuanheng felt a moment of inner peace; Mu En was a Limit Douluo, the strongest tier in this world.

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

Xuan Zi guided him step by step. Normally, Xuan Zi was not a patient person, but he couldn't help it given how special Mu Xuanheng was.

Twin Martial Souls—how powerful that was.

Not to mention that his first martial soul could exert a certain level of suppression even on two Titled Douluos.

Following the guidance, Mu Xuanheng poured his soul power into the crystal ball. Immediately, light shone forth.

"Elder Mu, we have truly found a treasure. A top-tier martial soul, Twin Martial Souls, and Innate Full Soul Power. He will definitely be a top-tier powerhouse in the future."

Mu En nodded from his wheelchair: "Yes, as long as he is guided well, he will be a new peak powerhouse. It is very possible he will be even stronger than me."

A smile played on his lips; he now had new plans for his legacy.

"Old man, Second Old Man. I've successfully awakened."

The old man referred to Mu En, and the second old man was naturally Xuan Zi.

Xuan Zi: "Good grief, you little brat. You dare call me that? You won't even call me Grandpa."

What he got in return was a grimace.

"Heh." Xuan Zi retracted his soul power and began to chase Mu Xuanheng.

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

Mu En interrupted this farce: "Alright, stop messing around. Come, Xuanheng, tell us what Martial Soul you awakened."

The two stopped, and Mu Xuanheng activated his Martial Soul; a faint sense of suppression washed over them once again.

"I don't know."

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

Mu En began to consult his books.

Even with his vast experience, he had never seen such a Martial Soul.

"No, none of the Nine Great Dragon Kings resemble this. What could it possibly be?"

He looked at Mu Xuanheng: "Do you have any feelings, or perhaps any thoughts? For instance, do you suddenly feel a strong urge to eat?"

"I can see very far right now, and I really want to go out and take a look."

"Absolutely not." Xuan Zi interrupted before Mu Xuanheng could finish: "It's too dangerous outside. If you want to go out, either Elder Mu or I will accompany you."

"Seeing far, finding the outside dangerous yet wanting to go out. Fond of danger and fond of looking? Fond of danger and fond of looking?" Mu En suddenly had a guess, and he hurriedly flipped through the ancient texts.

There were no illustrations, only written records.

"The child of the dragon and phoenix, the third of the nine sons of the dragon, Chaofeng, fond of danger and fond of looking, with wings on its back, it is both a calamity and a blessing."

"It matches, everything matches. Only this Martial Soul could account for all of this." Mu En's eyes shone with light: "Martial Soul Chaofeng. This is an absolutely top-tier Martial Soul. There is no Martial Soul that could be more powerful than this."

After hearing the result, Xuan Zi was also pleasantly surprised: "No wonder, no wonder. To be able to suppress my Godly Taotie Bull, it turns out to be a pure Chaofeng."

Watching the two old men look so delighted, he felt relieved in his heart.

Coming to this world, he had been terrified that the Martial Soul he awakened would be trash; after all, he didn't have anything like a system.

But now, he could basically guarantee that his future limit would be at least a Limit Douluo.

"By the way, Xuanheng, what is your other Martial Soul?"

Mu Xuanheng summoned the piece of paper: "Hmm, this one is rather special. It doesn't seem like a normal Martial Soul; it's more like an accessory."

"How is that possible? With Twin Martial Souls, the quality shouldn't differ that much. How could one be a Chaofeng and the other an accessory?" Even Mu En couldn't understand it.

On the contrary, Mu Xuanheng actually knew a thing or two.

Because this thing was something he had brought with him.

The paper floated in mid-air, with only two words on it: Contract.

"This Martial Soul cannot have soul rings attached to it."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xuan Zi was shocked: "What? Cannot have soul rings attached? Are you kidding me? That is one of the greatest advantages of having Twin Martial Souls."

"Xuan Zi! Let Xuanheng finish." A single sentence from Mu En silenced Xuan Zi.

"This Martial Soul is a Contract. I can now form a contract with a soul beast. Then, I can make it my combat strength while simultaneously allowing it to provide a soul ring for my first Martial Soul." As he spoke, he scratched his head: "My first Martial Soul seems to have a consciousness of its own. Regardless of how the soul rings are obtained, the soul skills seem to be fixed."

The situation had suddenly become complicated again.

The second Martial Soul hadn't even been explained clearly, and now there was a new problem with the first one.