Douluo: Iron-Eating Beast Martial Soul, Never a Slave

Douluo: Iron-Eating Beast Martial Soul, Never a Slave

Author: Huai Zhong Yi Zhi Yang

Synopsis:

Synopsis:

[Douluo I fanfiction, overpowered protagonist]

Also known as: <Clearly Beast Taming, Yet You Insist This Is Douluo Continent!> Douluo: From Panda to Demon God Iron-Eating Beast Douluo: The Bear Dominates the World Martial Soul? No, This Is Beast Taming!

After transmigrating to Douluo, Zhao Mu, originally of the Vajra Bear Clan, awakened a mutated martial soul...

Though it was also a bear, his martial soul was worlds apart from the Vajra Bear.

Smooth black-and-white fur, a short tail that swayed from side to side, and especially that round face with its large black eye patches...

Wasn't this a panda, an Iron-Eating Beast?!

Yu Tianheng: Clearly, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon martial soul is the continent's number one Beast Martial Soul. Why is that silly, adorable bear so powerful?

Zhao Wuji: Compared to that brat, the clan's Vajra Bear looks more like a useless mutated martial soul.

Yu Xiaogang: Both are mutated forms of top-tier Beast Martial Souls. Why is the gap between them so great? How heartbreaking...

Tang San: This man has earned his death!

Wait...

There was one more crucial point!

Zhao Mu's martial soul was an external Beast Martial Soul?!

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Douluo Continent, brain storage area.

An utterly ordinary mountain ravine.

"Brother Mu, did your martial soul really mutate?"

"Brother Mu, will your mutated martial soul be even stronger than our Vajra Bear martial souls?"

"I think it should be much stronger than our Vajra Bear martial souls. Didn't you see Third Uncle's expression? He was obviously shocked by Brother Mu's martial soul."

"Brother Mu was already the strongest among us. Our Innate Soul Power is only level six or seven, but Brother Mu has Innate Full Soul Power!"

"Brother Mu's Innate Full Soul Power is even stronger than Second Uncle's was before he disappeared! Second Uncle only had level eight Innate Soul Power, two whole levels lower than Brother Mu!"

"Second Uncle? If he hadn't offended Spirit Hall, we wouldn't have had to hide out here."

"Second Uncle is the bravest person in the clan! Besides Second Uncle, only Clear Sky Douluo dared to hit Spirit Hall's people! I'll hit Spirit Hall too when I grow up!"

"Stop talking about Second Uncle. If the adults hear us, they'll lecture us again. Let's talk about Brother Mu's martial soul instead."

"Brother Mu's martial soul isn't just strong, it's adorable too. Its fur is black and white. I really want to pet it."

"Brother Mu..."

"Brother Mu..."

Listening to the noisy voices surrounding him, Zhao Mu's head was about to explode.

At six years old, children were at their noisiest. Especially when a whole group of six-year-olds surrounded him and made him the center of their discussion—this level of noise was doubled outright.

Although Zhao Mu had already spent six years in this Douluo Continent world after transmigrating here, and had even become the king of the children, he still found this racket hard to bear.

The martial soul Awakening at age six was simply too much of a topic among the children of Douluo Continent. Especially after they had just awakened their martial souls and encountered something so new, it was only natural for them to be excited.

As one of the transmigrator army, Zhao Mu had transmigrated into the Zhao Clan of the Vajra Bear Clan on Douluo Continent.

In other words, the family of Shrek's Fudo Myoo, Zhao Wuji.

As everyone knew, some powerful martial souls were often inherited. Although the Vajra Bear was nowhere near as powerful as the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, the continent's number one Beast Martial Soul, it was still an exceptionally strong Beast Martial Soul. Thus, Zhao Wuji had not been alone, but had possessed his own Vajra Bear Clan as well.

However, because Fudo Myoo Zhao Wuji had a grudge against Spirit Hall—and had even broken out of the siege of sixteen bishops while being hunted by Spirit Hall—he had thoroughly offended Spirit Hall. As a result, the Zhao Clan of the Vajra Bear Clan had no choice but to hide from Spirit Hall in this mountain ravine.

As the most outstanding soul master of the Zhao Clan of the Vajra Bear Clan, Zhao Wuji's offense against Spirit Hall had undoubtedly brought severe consequences upon the clan.

Within the clan, opinions on Zhao Wuji had split into two camps: resentment and worship.

It seemed that the talented heirs of Douluo Continent's clans all loved causing trouble. Or perhaps those without talent simply lacked the ability to cause trouble.

But seriously speaking, Zhao Wuji was Zhao Mu's actual second uncle, and this was Zhao Mu's greatest concern.

It wasn't that he was worried about Zhao Wuji offending Spirit Hall. He was worried about Zhao Wuji's height.

As Zhao Mu's biological second uncle, Zhao Mu was terrified that he too would turn out short like Zhao Wuji.

His father didn't seem particularly tall either...

"Brother Mu..."

"Brother Mu..."

"Brother Mu, where's your martial soul?"

Zhao Mu's thoughts were suddenly interrupted. Coming back to his senses, he immediately looked around. He had felt all along that something was missing.

Where had that bear gone?

No.

Where had his bear martial soul run off to?

Very quickly, the children around Zhao Mu scattered to help him search.

Although Zhao Mu's martial soul was a Beast Martial Soul, it wasn't a Vajra Bear martial soul that possessed his body. It was an actual little beast.

Like Luo Sanpao, Yu Xiaogang's mutated Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon martial soul in the original story, it was an independent life-form.

The key issue was that his martial soul had actually gotten lost.

Even though they had only just awakened and met one another, Zhao Mu was extremely worried.

After all, the life of his martial soul was linked to his own. He only needed to look at Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang in the original story for proof.

When Yu Xiaogang first took Tang San to hunt a soul ring, Luo Sanpao was poisoned by a snake, and Yu Xiaogang was poisoned as well.

So if Luo Sanpao died, Yu Xiaogang would die with him.

By that logic, if his little martial soul beast died, wouldn't he die too?

How could he not be anxious?

Zhao Mu led the group of children around in search after search, yet they still couldn't find that little martial soul beast.

In the end, just as everyone collapsed onto the ground in exhaustion, they saw a little Iron-Eating Beast emerge from the woods. It was less than a meter long, with smooth black-and-white fur and a pair of black eye patches. Its short tail swayed back and forth, making it exceptionally adorable.

It noticed Zhao Mu and the others as well. Beneath its large black eye patches, its bright eyes stared fixedly at them from its round, chubby face, lively and earnest.

It even had a section of purple bamboo clamped in its mouth. Judging from its color alone, the purple bamboo was clearly extraordinary.

So his Iron-Eating Beast martial soul had gone looking for food?

A glutton?

Could this Iron-Eating Beast martial soul need to eat in order to use soul skills, just like Luo Sanpao?

"You little rascal, who told you to run around?! You're not allowed to run off again!"

Looking at the Iron-Eating Beast that had made him search for half the day, Zhao Mu was naturally in no pleasant mood. He rushed over and couldn't help scolding it.

The Iron-Eating Beast silently sat down and blinked at Zhao Mu.

It seemed to have been stunned silly by Zhao Mu's words, but after it came back to its senses, it sat on the ground, raised both arms high, and let out a series of howls.

Iron-Eating Beasts would never be slaves!

Why should I listen to you?!

As it opened its mouth and howled, the purple bamboo fell from its mouth as well.

Having said its piece, it got up and took off running.

An Iron-Eating Beast would never submit to another!

Then, before it could even start running, Zhao Mu grabbed it by the neck and lifted it up.

This Iron-Eating Beast was quite heavy, but after awakening his martial soul, Zhao Mu's strength had increased considerably. He could still lift the little fellow with ease.

After lifting the Iron-Eating Beast, Zhao Mu subconsciously glanced at the half section of purple bamboo on the ground.

Following Zhao Mu's gaze, the Iron-Eating Beast remembered its food as well. It immediately wriggled its body and flailed all four limbs, trying to escape Zhao Mu's clutches.

Having tentatively concluded that his martial soul was a glutton, Zhao Mu decided to start with food.

"Listen carefully. If you dare run off, there'll be no food for you. And there are plenty of powerful soul beasts outside. Who knows when one of them might eat you as a snack? Follow me, and I can make you stronger quickly. I can also give you a safer environment to grow in."

After Zhao Mu finished speaking, the Iron-Eating Beast looked at him blankly.

"Food and lodging included?"