My Sign-in Life in Douluo

My Sign-in Life in Douluo Author: Ya Ling

Content Summary:

"Don't run, ah, open your mouth wider." On the drill ground, a youth carried a giant bell while chasing another person...

"Little Oscar, I once heard a story that also had a second brother named Bajie. How about I call you Bajie from now on?" the youth smirked. Oscar laughed heartily, "Is he as handsome as me?"

Tang San paused for a moment, then said awkwardly, "I think he was a pig."

The air suddenly went quiet, as it often does in the most awkward moments... "Jiang Siming, get lost, you bastard..."

Chapter 1 My Name is Jiang Siming

As one of the many transmigrators, Jiang Siming's life after transmigration seemed to have been handed the wrong script.

On a giant rock in front of a small hill in Holy Soul Village lay a lazy youth, occasionally glancing at the youth sweating on the high mountain in the distance. Tang San.

It's so damn hard. Where's the promised golden finger? Other people transmigrate into wealthy families or become emperors and princes, but I'm here with both parents dead, Jiang Siming complained inwardly.

The sun gradually rose, and Holy Soul Village began to bustle with activity.

"Brother Siming, why are you still sleeping? Get up. Let's go home." Tang San gently woke the groggy Jiang Siming.

"Let's go." Jiang Siming gave Tang San a meaningful look.

Tang San naturally hadn't taught Jiang Siming the Mysterious Heaven Skill; even in the original work, Tang San didn't pass it on to anyone before becoming a god. Although Tang San didn't yet know that the Mysterious Heaven Skill could assist in soul power cultivation, such a miraculous technique would definitely make people jealous. If it leaked out, it would cause unnecessary trouble.

Of course, even if he learned it, it would be useless. Jiang Siming's parents had no martial souls, so he was likely a waste. Even with Innate Full Soul Power, so what? Still a waste. Tang San's Blue Silver Grass was the Blue Silver Emperor. Jiang Siming's was not.

"Little San, Siming, where have you two been? Do you know what day it is? You are supposed to undergo your martial soul awakening today. Hurry up, don't keep Master Su Yuntao waiting." Old Jack's hunched body ran surprisingly fast as he scooped up both Jiang Siming and Tang San. This was a world of martial souls, and people generally had strong physiques. Before long, they arrived at the village entrance.

"Master Su Yuntao, sorry to have kept you waiting," Old Jack said with a respectful expression.

"Alright, since everyone is here, I shall begin."

"Ding, system startup successful. Welcome to the Strongest Sign-in System. Sign-in tasks have been issued. The host must complete the sign-in task to succeed and receive the reward. Awaken martial soul, reward: Innate Full Soul Power."

Jiang Siming was stunned for a moment, then suddenly jumped up and shouted, "Oh, yeah." The people around him looked at him in surprise. Only then did Jiang Siming notice the gazes of those around him. He slowly retracted the smile on his face. He screamed in his heart, I've finally waited for this! I want to become strong, I want girls. Hahaha...

"Alright, quiet down, let's begin." Su Yuntao released his martial soul and held the crystal ball up to his chest with both hands. As soul power was injected, the crystal ball grew brighter and brighter. Suddenly, it emitted a layer of white light that enveloped all the children, only to be retracted back into the crystal ball in an instant.

"Alright, now slowly feel your martial souls and try to release them," Su Yuntao said after withdrawing his martial soul.

"Place your hand on the crystal ball, the first child, come forward."

"Martial soul, Wild Flower, no soul power..."

"Next, martial soul, Hoe, no soul power."

"Is it possible that there is no one capable of cultivation again?" Su Yuntao sighed.

"Next."

It was Tang San's turn. His martial soul was indeed Blue Silver Grass, but he tested as having Innate Full Soul Power.

"Innate Full Soul Power with a trash martial soul, this is truly incredible. Kid, do you want to join Martial Soul Hall?" Su Yuntao felt a desire to recruit talent.

Tang San, just like in the original story, neither agreed nor refused.

Jiang Siming twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "Master, there's still me."

"Haha, I forgot. Alright, release your martial soul," Su Yuntao said, looking a bit embarrassed.

In the original work, Su Yuntao's image was approachable, and it seemed that was indeed the case. Soul masters held noble status; if other soul masters were interrupted, they wouldn't be so polite.

Jiang Siming released his martial soul—it was a sword, covered in rust.

"Ding, sign-in successful. Reward: Innate Full Soul Power."

"A sword martial soul, but it's a pity it seems to be a trash sword," Su Yuntao remarked.

Jiang Siming placed his hand on the crystal ball, and it instantly filled with light.

Another Innate Full Soul Power? Since when did Innate Full Soul Power become so worthless? Su Yuntao thought to himself.

"Little brother, do you want to..." Just as he was about to offer recruitment, the light in the crystal ball suddenly receded.

"Level five? How can this be? Can innate soul power even recede?" Su Yuntao said in shock.

"Fine, I'll give you the certification documents," Su Yuntao said helplessly. Not long after, he left Holy Soul Village.

At this moment, Old Jack came running over in a hurry.

"Little San, Siming, I heard from Master Su Yuntao that you can both cultivate. Is that true?" Old Jack asked excitedly.

"Yes, Grandpa Village Chief," the two answered in unison.

"Grandpa, I'm going home first. I still have to cook for my father. Goodbye, Grandpa, Brother Siming," Tang San replied.

"Go on. Tell your father that in a few days, I will apply for you both to attend a soul master school," Old Jack said.

"Siming, let's go."

Ever since his parents passed away, Jiang Siming had been living at Old Jack's house.

Late at night...

"System, why do I feel like my first martial soul wasn't fully released?" That's right, Jiang Siming had twin martial souls. One was the Donghuang Bell, and Jiang Siming naturally knew that the Donghuang Bell was a treasure of the ancient demon emperor, classified as a primordial treasure. But he always felt that his first martial soul was strange, as if it were being restricted.

"Ding, host, do not panic. The host's first martial soul requires a soul ring to unseal. As for the rest, please explore it yourself, host."