Martial Soul Awakening

Ten thousand years had passed on the Douluo Continent since the Tang God King had trained his loyal dog, Dai Yuhao, and ascended to the God Realm.

Over those ten thousand years, Spirit Guidance Technology had advanced by leaps and bounds, giving humanity on Douluo Planet a more prosperous life. Yet the Spirit Beast race, stripped of its destiny by the Tang God King's despicable methods, had dwindled to the point where only a single territory remained under its control in the core region of the Star Dou Great Forest. Humans had even built military fortresses around it, guarded by heavily stationed troops. The Spirit Pagoda founded by Dai Yuhao ten thousand years ago had become a butcher's blade poised over the Spirit Beasts.

The awakened Silver Dragon King employed her world-shaking wisdom to devise a grand plan: integrate into human society, learn human technology, control humanity, and destroy humanity. Little did she know that she had stepped right into the schemes of the Tang Family's God Kings, sacrificing herself and the other half of the Dragon God's bloodline for the Tang Family's rise.

"Mmmgh~"

The morning sunlight shone through a gap in the curtains and fell upon an adorable little face. The warmth made the sleeping child let out an indistinct sound.

At the same time, a crisp click rang out. The bedroom door opened, and a blue "little dinosaur" slipped through the crack on tiptoe.

The "little dinosaur" carefully crept to the bedside. She poked out her little head and looked at the boy, who was still asleep, a mischievous smile appearing on her face. Then she lowered her head, braced both hands against the bed, and rammed the furry little horn atop her head into the sleeping boy.

The decorative horn naturally had no killing power, but the "little dinosaur's" skull was still quite hard. The sleeping boy was struck, and the pain woke him.

The little boy rubbed the spot where he had been hit and looked irritably at the blue "little dinosaur," who was lying beside him and rubbing her own head. "Xu Xiaoyan, can't you wake me up some other way?"

"This time was just an accident. I used too much force." Xu Xiaoyan rubbed her head as she spoke. She had only wanted to play a prank, not actually "perish together" with him. That hit had made her head hurt too, okay?

The boy was named Yun Chen, an orphan. His parents had once been members of Eastsea City's Mecha Brigade. After they died in the line of duty, Yun Chen was adopted by the Xu Family, influential officials in Eastsea City, and became childhood friends with Xu Xiaoyan.

Yun Chen was also a transmigrator. He had come to the Douluo Continent with the memories of his previous life, so he naturally knew that Xu Xiaoyan would one day end up hanging around Tang San's son, Tang Wulin. Having transmigrated to this damned place called the Douluo Continent, Yun Chen did not even know whether he was lucky or unlucky. If one said the Douluo Continent was good, then there was Tang San's pile of dogshit schemes, Ritian Douluo usurping the Plane Master's authority, and the Blue Silver Emperor Ah Yin plundering the Life Core. Yun Chen truly did not think a Douluo Continent controlled by that inhuman family was anything good.

But if one said it was bad, then at least being an ordinary person here was not as dangerous as living in other world planes. Perhaps he could still live out his life in peace.

With the memories of his past life, Yun Chen had begun making plans for the future long ago. However, he would have to wait until after awakening his martial soul before making a final decision. After all, a good martial soul was the foundation for going further on the Douluo Continent. Especially in this era of Legend of the Dragon King, if he awakened some martial soul carrying dragon bloodline, he might as well wash up and go to sleep early. Otherwise, he would never escape being suppressed by the Golden Dragon King and Silver Dragon King in this life.

What? Why did Yun Chen not find a way to seize Tang Wulin's Golden Dragon King bloodline?

He had no system and no powerful faction. What could he use to scheme against Tang Wulin, the inheritor of the Golden Dragon King, who had Grandfather Ritian watching over him, Grandma Ah Yin protecting him, and Tang San's divine consciousness accompanying him at all times? His worthless life? Tang San's divine consciousness probably would not even need a chance to act. A mere ripple of energy would be enough to destroy him and send him off to reincarnate.

"Little Chen, Xiao Yan, have you two changed your clothes yet?" At that moment, a gentle voice drifted in, followed by a gentle woman pushing open the bedroom door and entering.

But the moment she saw Xu Xiaoyan lying on the bed rubbing her head and Yun Chen wearing a miserable expression, she immediately understood that her daughter had probably pulled another prank. Seeing that her daughter was still wearing her little dinosaur pajamas, she stepped forward and lifted Xu Xiaoyan by the back of her pajama collar.

"I told you to wake Little Chen up. Were you fooling around again?"

"I wasn't! I just accidentally bumped into him."

Listening to the mother and daughter's conversation gradually fade away, Yun Chen chuckled. He threw off the blanket and got up, changed out of his black dinosaur pajamas, put on the clothes the servants had prepared for him, and left the room.

After breakfast, Yun Chen and Xu Xiaoyan entered the main hall together. An array for awakening martial souls had already been set up there, specifically for Xu Xiaoyan and Yun Chen to awaken their martial souls.

In truth, more than a month had already passed since Yun Chen's sixth birthday. But at Xu Xiaoyan's strong insistence—through acting cute and pleading—his martial soul awakening had been postponed so that he could undergo it together with her.

In Xu Xiaoyan's eyes, she and Yun Chen had been together since childhood and never separated no matter what they did. Since awakening a martial soul was such an important matter, of course they had to do it together. As for delaying the awakening wasting cultivation time, in ancient times martial souls could only be awakened once a year on Awakening Day. If one's birthday missed it by a day or two, would that not mean waiting another whole year? Would that not waste even more time?

Because Xu Xiaoyan was too nervous, Yun Chen could only take the first step into the Awakening Array. Guided by Father Xu's Soul Power, Yun Chen felt a stream of heat coursing through his body. As Father Xu withdrew his Soul Power, Yun Chen's martial soul was drawn out as well. A faint layer of bloody light glimmered over his fists, while vivid blood-red marks emerged across his face and neck.

The sight made Father Xu and Mother Xu's expressions turn much graver. Over the twenty thousand years of changes on the Douluo Continent, the concept of an Evil Spirit Master was no longer defined by a spirit master's actions as it had been in the First Era. Instead, it was more often determined by the martial soul itself. Yun Chen's martial soul seemed to be related to blood. A martial soul like that could easily be judged an Evil Martial Soul.

"Wow, is this your martial soul, Brother Chen? It's red, and it's pretty nice-looking." Six-year-old Xu Xiaoyan could not understand Father Xu and Mother Xu's concerns. She simply thought Yun Chen's martial soul was red and looked beautiful!

Xu Xiaoyan's innocent words brought Father Xu and Mother Xu back to their senses. The two exchanged a glance and suppressed the worries in their hearts.