Lin Fan had always thought he was lucky.
Before transmigrating, he'd been born into a wealthy family and had never known hardship. From childhood, he'd lived in luxury!
Even after transmigrating, he hadn't started out like the male leads in other novels, orphaned and alone, with no one to rely on and a system as his only hope of turning his life around.
His parents in this new life were not only rich but powerful, too. Even the city lord and people like him often visited their home.
The only shame was that he'd ended up in an ancient society, with no computer to play on.
But that was no big deal!
In any era, as long as you had money, you could find all sorts of ways to have fun!
Until today, Lin Fan's sixth birthday...
Just as Lin Fan eagerly wondered what presents he'd get today, his parents beamed with delight and excitedly lifted him into their arms.
"Good boy, today your father's taking you to awaken your Martial Soul!"
"Okay."
He smiled and agreed, but it took him a while to realize what he'd just heard.
Wait?
What had his cheap old man said he was taking him to do?!
Awaken his Martial Soul?!
Good grief, wasn't this ancient times?
How could this be the Douluo World?!
In an instant, Lin Fan panicked.
As a fine young man of the new era, born in the twenty-first century, Lin Fan didn't want to fight and kill.
The martial world wasn't about fighting and killing. It was about human relationships and social rules!
And the Douluo Continent was a world where the strong ruled and the weak were prey!
Without enough strength, even if you had a mountain of wealth, it was still just flowers in a mirror, the moon in water—you couldn't even protect it, let alone enjoy a life of luxury.
[No, this has to be a joke!]
[Usually, when people transmigrate to a fantasy or immortal cultivation world, they get a system or some other golden finger!]
[It's been six years, and I still haven't gotten a golden finger. This can't be real!]
Lin Fan forced himself to stay calm, but when the Spirit Hall emblem came into view, a crowd of children gathered in the great hall, and several people in robes arrived, he finally gave up struggling.
This really was the Douluo Continent!
He accepted his fate.
Life was like getting screwed. If you couldn't fight back, you might as well close your eyes and enjoy it.
All he could hope for was to awaken a decent Martial Soul—or maybe activate a system panel!
"Master Lin is here."
"Congratulations! Young Master Lin has finally turned six. He's sure to awaken a fine Martial Soul today."
"Master Lin and Madam Lin both have outstanding Martial Souls. Like father, like son—Young Master Lin is bound to be impressive, too."
Lin Qingfeng clearly had quite a bit of standing. As soon as he arrived carrying Lin Fan, more than ten people, including Spirit Hall staff, came over to greet him with smiling faces and flattering words.
At first, Lin Fan had assumed his cheap old man was just good at making money. Now it seemed his Soul Power cultivation couldn't be too shabby, either.
"Ahem!"
As Lin Fan pondered this, the crowd parted, and a smiling old man in his fifties walked over. "Master Lin, allow this old man to awaken Young Master Lin's Martial Soul today. What do you say?"
"Hall Master Xu would personally awaken my son's Martial Soul. That's an honor for him. How could I refuse?"
Lin Qingfeng smiled. "Then I'll trouble you, Hall Master Xu."
Lin Fan's brows lifted. He hadn't expected this fellow to be the Hall Master!
As a young man of the new era, Lin Fan had read novels, too, and knew quite a bit about the Douluo World.
During the Spirit Hall era, anyone who could become a Hall Master—even of a branch hall—had to be at least a Soul Elder.
At more important Spirit Halls, the cultivation level would be higher still.
"Very well."
The old man smiled, took Lin Fan from Lin Qingfeng's arms, and set him on the ground. Then he put on a kindly expression and said with a smile, "Come, child. Hold out your hand."
Now that he knew for sure this was the Douluo World, Lin Fan no longer resisted. Instead, he was filled with anticipation. What kind of Martial Soul would a transmigrator like him awaken?
He took a deep breath and held out his hand.
The old man smiled faintly. He opened his mouth and breathed out softly, and countless wisps of Soul Power gathered around them.
Buzz—
In an instant, brilliant silvery-white light shimmered in Lin Fan's hand.
Ordinary Soul Masters needed tools to help someone awaken a Martial Soul.
But at the old man's level, all he needed to do was channel his Soul Power.
Buzz—
Buzz—
Light and shadow flickered. Before long, Soul Power had gathered into a round sphere, floating above Lin Fan's palm.
Red light shone from its upper half, while silver light gleamed below.
"Huh?!"
Lin Fan's pupils shrank, and the corners of his mouth twitched.
Th-that was a Poké Ball, wasn't it?
What the heck?
He'd awakened the Poké Ball from Pokémon—also known as Pocket Monsters—as his Martial Soul?
Could this be his golden finger?
Then... could he catch Pokémon to battle with?
Or Spirit Beasts?
At the thought, Lin Fan's eyes lit up, and he grew interested.
Other people's Martial Souls were fixed once awakened!
At most, absorbing Soul Rings could give them a few more variations.
If he could catch different Spirit Beasts to fight, wouldn't that be like having a Martial Soul that could change in a thousand ways?
He'd be invincible!
Lin Fan couldn't think of any other word to describe it.
"Huh?"
"What is that?"
"It looks like a tool-type Martial Soul, but have any of you seen one like it?"
As Young Master Lin, Lin Fan was bound to draw plenty of attention when he awakened his Martial Soul. Exclamations rang out all around.
"This..."
Even the old Hall Master who had awakened Lin Fan's Martial Soul was stunned. In all his years, he'd never seen anything like it.
"So it's neither a Sword Martial Soul nor that damn Azure Deer Martial Soul!"
"Did it mutate?"
Lin Qingfeng furrowed his brow, a little disappointed.
Generally speaking, Martial Soul Awakening was connected to what one inherited from one's parents. Only in rare cases would a Martial Soul mutate.
And mutation meant instability!
Lin Qingfeng didn't ask that Lin Fan be especially powerful. He only wanted his son to awaken a decent Martial Soul—one that would let him make a living in this world.
After all, they would grow old one day and wouldn't be able to protect Lin Fan forever.
Lin Fan had no idea what the others were thinking. After his brief excitement, he suddenly noticed that the Poké Ball Martial Soul was twinkling like a star.
With a thought, a strange panel appeared before him.
"Host: Lin Fan"
"Soul Power: Level 10 (Innate Full Soul Power. Cannot increase further until the First Soul Ring is absorbed.)"
"Martial Soul: Poké Ball (Can evolve. Capturing a certain number of Spirit Beasts will allow it to level up, and its attributes will improve as well.)"
"Second Martial Soul: None"
"Soul Rings: None"
"Current Pets: None"
"Evolution Requirements: Capture 100 Hundred-Year Soul Beasts and 10 Thousand-Year Soul Beasts"
"Pets Captured So Far: 0 Hundred-Year Soul Beasts, 0 Thousand-Year Soul Beasts"
"Other functions have not yet been unlocked. They will become available once the host's Soul Power increases or the Poké Ball evolves."
"!!!"
"My golden finger... finally arrived!"
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