Martial Soul! Heaven-Grasping Bottle

Martial Soul! Heaven-Grasping Bottle

Early the next morning.

When the first ray of sunlight shone into the Small Wooden House, Li Xuan instinctively raised a hand to shield his eyes and slowly opened them.

"Hiss..."

A searing, knife-like pain spread throughout Li Xuan's entire body.

The intense pain made Li Xuan suck in a sharp breath.

After a few minutes, Li Xuan finally felt a little better.

"Looks like the medicinal power of that Elixir I took last night was too strong for my body to fully absorb..." Li Xuan took several deep breaths, doing his best to suppress the pain.

After resting in bed for another half hour, Li Xuan gradually adapted to the pain. He climbed out of bed, picked up the half bottle of mineral water left from last night, and drank it without hesitation.

After drinking some water, Li Xuan felt much better.

"System, let me see what kind of second Martial Soul I awakened!" Leaning against the earthen wall, Li Xuan weakly asked the system.

[Basic Attributes]

[Name: Li Xuan]

[Age: 6]

[Martial Souls: Heaven-Grasping Bottle, Nine Hearts Nine Flames Lotus]

[Soul Power Level: Level 10 (has not absorbed the first Soul Ring)]

[Spirit Bones: None]

[Survival Points: 48]

"Heaven-Grasping Bottle?"

"The Heaven-Grasping Bottle!"

Li Xuan cried out in shock. It was simply too unbelievable!

What kind of heaven-defying stroke of fortune was this? He had actually obtained such an opportunity!

Li Xuan no longer cared about the pain in his body. He stretched out his hand, and as he mobilized the Soul Power within him, an incomparably intricate and mysterious pattern appeared on the back of his hand the next instant.

While unconscious last night, Li Xuan had absorbed the memories of this body's former owner. Thus, he had already mastered the use of Soul Power and the language of Douluo Continent, while also understanding the circumstances he was now in.

If an ordinary Soul Seal was a simple sketch of a Martial Soul, then the Soul Seal of the Heaven-Grasping Bottle was a miniature carving of Along the River During the Qingming Festival!

Mysterious!

Profound!

It possessed an ancient, majestic beauty!

As Soul Power flowed into the Soul Seal, a flash of green light appeared, and a palm-sized Little Green Bottle materialized in Li Xuan's hand.

"It really is the Little Green Bottle!" Li Xuan leaped straight off the bed and bounced around the tiny thatched hut, completely forgetting the pain in his body.

This was Immortal Venerable Han's supreme treasure! With this Little Green Bottle, Immortal Venerable Han had overcome countless obstacles, eventually reaching the heavens and becoming an immortal!

Only after exhausting himself did Li Xuan carefully withdraw the Little Green Bottle back into his body.

After putting away the Little Green Bottle, Li Xuan turned his gaze toward the Flower Sea outside the thatched hut.

With the Heaven-Grasping Bottle, Li Xuan could cultivate immortal herbs capable of increasing cultivation in an extremely short time. With a vast supply of immortal herbs, his cultivation could also rise rapidly!

Although Li Xuan could not recognize immortal herbs, he believed that Chrysanthemum Douluo's Flower Sea definitely contained plants that could become immortal herbs!

Just as Li Xuan was still thinking, he suddenly heard a voice outside the thatched hut.

"Food's ready! Finish eating and get to work! We're weeding the Flower Sea today. If you don't finish your tasks, it'll still be ten lashes!"

A middle-aged man's vicious voice came from outside the thatched hut.

After absorbing the former owner's memories, Li Xuan knew that this man was the Flower Sea's overseer and his immediate superior, Lin Mo. Rumor had it that he was a distant relative of Chrysanthemum Douluo. His Martial Soul was a whip, and though he had no Innate Soul Power, he was exceptionally skilled with a leather whip. His personality was also somewhat twisted, and many Flower Slaves had died by his hand.

As for this Flower Sea, it was a fief outside Spirit Hall belonging to Chrysanthemum Douluo. It was filled with all manner of rare flowers and exotic herbs Chrysanthemum Douluo had collected across Douluo Continent, and it was also his favorite place.

Of course, such an enormous Flower Sea required many people to tend it. Thus, Chrysanthemum Douluo had requested some prisoners captured by Spirit Hall to cultivate these rare flowers and herbs, calling them Flower Slaves.

Since these Flower Slaves were prisoners, they had no status whatsoever here. Lin Mo could beat or kill them at will, so long as it did not interfere with the Flower Sea's regular upkeep.

As for Li Xuan, he had been sent here because his parents had offended a bishop.

Yesterday afternoon, while carrying water to irrigate the flowers, the former owner of this body had failed to fetch enough water due to his young age. Lin Mo had personally whipped him twenty times, beating a six-year-old child to death.

"Understood, Overseer. I'll eat now and get to work right away!" Li Xuan walked out of the thatched hut and casually answered. He did not think much of Lin Mo inwardly, but outwardly he remained meek and submissive.

With his Innate Full Soul Power, Li Xuan could easily crush Lin Mo to death right now, but he had to take Chrysanthemum Douluo behind Lin Mo into consideration.

Moreover, there were many Spirit Masters around this Flower Sea. Just a few Soul Saint-level figures could slaughter all the Flower Slaves.

Li Xuan was even less willing to act rashly.

Li Xuan had originally wanted to escape from here, but after obtaining the Heaven-Grasping Bottle Martial Soul, this place was practically paradise to him.

After all, this was where all kinds of rare flowers and exotic herbs collected by Chrysanthemum Douluo from across Douluo Continent grew.

Li Xuan had no desire to leave anymore. All he wanted now was to move away every valuable plant here.

"Looks like you're doing all right, kid. Yesterday's whipping didn't do much to you, huh?" Seeing that Li Xuan still had the strength to come out of his room, Lin Mo revealed a cruel expression. He flicked the leather whip in his hand and smiled at Li Xuan.

However, Lin Mo did not take Li Xuan seriously either. After saying that, he climbed onto his carriage and continued calling the others. Still, there was something unusual in his gaze when he left.

Li Xuan sighed. This was truly stifling. If he ever got out of here, Lin Mo would be the first one he killed.

Then Li Xuan shook his head, washed up simply, and prepared to head toward the Flower Slaves' dining hall.

Every Flower Slave was responsible for a different section of the Flower Sea, so they lived far apart. Of course, this was likely also to prevent the Flower Slaves from colluding and staging a mass escape.

Because they lived so far apart, they had to walk a long distance to reach the dining hall.

At that moment, Li Xuan suddenly remembered the white scroll lying on his bed. He hurried back into his room, intending to use it.

"No, I can't use it now!" Li Xuan suddenly thought of something and instantly calmed down. When he had taken the Second Martial Soul Awakening Pill yesterday, he had slept through the entire night.

If he used the scroll and slept for several more hours, what awaited him this time would not be merely twenty lashes.

Li Xuan thought for a moment, then dug a hole by the doorway and buried the scroll inside.

None of the thatched huts had locks. Lin Mo often wandered into the various huts, and whenever he found something useful, he took it away. Li Xuan was also worried that his belongings would be stolen.

After burying the scroll, Li Xuan went to the dining hall to eat.

After walking for half an hour, Li Xuan finally arrived at the dining hall.

Li Xuan limped toward a thatched shed in the open wilderness.

"Your food." When the overseer saw Li Xuan approach, he held out a spoiled Steamed Bun. Then, seeing how weak Li Xuan looked, he handed him another one.

"Cough, cough... Thank you, Overseer." Li Xuan pretended to cough twice, thanked the overseer, then cradled the two Steamed Buns and limped over to a nearby rock, where he began gnawing on the cold buns.

(End of Chapter)