Awakening Martial Soul

"It should be the Evil-Breaking Spear, or perhaps the Photon Sprite. Your parents possessed these two martial souls." Leng Qingning recalled An Lan's parents, a trace of nostalgia flashing in her eyes.

An Lan nodded thoughtfully.

Over the years, Leng Qingning and Le Lingzhao had never avoided discussing his parents' past with him.

He knew that both his parents had died in battle at the Blood God Mountain Range.

Ten years ago, the Abyss erupted in the greatest turmoil in a millennium. The Blood God Legion could not hold the line alone and was forced to appeal to the Federal Council for help.

The Federation naturally would not stand by and watch the Abyss break through the Blood God Mountain Range's defensive line. At that time, the Federation's eight major legions, along with the four great powers—the War God Temple, Spirit Pagoda, Shrek Academy, and Tang Sect—all urgently mobilized a large number of powerhouses to reinforce them. They fought the Abyss for a full half-year before the turmoil was quelled.

After the war, a group of powerhouses, including An Lan's father An Ze, mother Shi Lan, Leng Qingning, and Le Lingzhao, were seconded to the Blood God Legion to maintain stability. This secondment lasted for four years.

During those four years, An Ze and Shi Lan came to know and love each other, and six years ago, they gave birth to him.

But not long after he was born, the Abyss, which had been stable for four years, staged a comeback. Both his parents fell in battle, remaining in the Blood God Mountain Range forever.

After the war, the wounded Leng Qingning and Le Lingzhao retired from the Blood God Legion and adopted the orphans of their two friends—which was him.

This was what An Lan had learned from Leng Qingning and Le Lingzhao. As for any confidentiality agreements, they both claimed they didn't know, hadn't signed any, and didn't care.

"Photon Sprite..."

An Lan ignored his father's Evil-Breaking Spear, focusing his attention entirely on the name of his mother's martial soul.

Just hearing the name, he knew this was definitely a top-tier martial soul.

Le Lingzhao took over the conversation, adding, "Your mother was a legendary figure back then. When she broke through to become a Soul Saint, her martial soul underwent a transformation, evolving from a Moonlight Fairy into a Photon Sprite. When His Holiness Holy Spirit first saw her, she was so amazed that she wanted to take her as a disciple on the spot."

"Is that so?" An Lan was astonished; he hadn't expected his mother to have a connection with the Holy Spirit Douluo.

Le Lingzhao nodded and continued, "But she refused."

Recalling the past, Le Lingzhao sighed with emotion.

The continent's greatest beauty, the Holy Spirit Douluo Yali, was an absolute titan to them when they were young.

Although the Holy Spirit Douluo was only at level 98, no one doubted her judgment.

Shi Lan definitely had the potential to reach the limit, far stronger than she herself had been before meeting An Lan.

"Alright, prepare for the martial soul awakening." Leng Qingning's voice sounded at the right moment as she pointed to the awakening platform. "The dead are gone; your own legend will begin right here."

An Lan stood in the center of the awakening platform, his posture as straight as a pine. "Let's begin."

Leng Qingning nodded and raised her jade hand to activate the awakening array, but she didn't expect her wrist to be suddenly gripped.

Le Lingzhao blinked her clear eyes and said righteously, "I traveled all the way back from Tiandou City specifically to help little An Lan awaken his martial soul. You wouldn't even fight me for this, would you?"

"Fine, it's yours." Leng Qingning looked at her rather childish friend, shook her head helplessly, and silently stepped aside.

During the battle at the Blood God Mountain Range, all the friends who went together had fallen, and only the two of them returned.

The two of them had raised their precious disciple together. When the Phoenix Family was at a loss regarding her injuries, it was she who had moved the Angel Douluo to use an artifact from the Angel Family to help, though it hadn't been of much use.

In short, what could she do? She could only spoil her own best friend.

Le Lingzhao walked with light steps to the spot where Leng Qingning had just been standing, nervously rubbing her hands together. "Little An Lan, your teacher is about to begin."

"Begin," An Lan said, looking up at her.

Le Lingzhao was surrounded by holy golden soul power, looking divine and ethereal, yet her demeanor carried a hint of nervousness entirely inconsistent with her status as a powerhouse. He softly reassured her, "Second Master, you are a Super Douluo. It's just a simple martial soul awakening, it will be fine."

Watching An Lan, who was calm and composed as if he wasn't the least bit worried about awakening a trash martial soul, Le Lingzhao felt inexplicably annoyed.

Both the Evil-Breaking Spear and the Photon Sprite were top-tier martial souls. According to the laws of martial soul inheritance, the probability of An Lan awakening a trash martial soul was extremely low.

Didn't she know this? Who was she so nervous for? This little ungrateful brat.

What bothered her even more was that the term "Super Douluo" coming from An Lan's mouth sounded somewhat grating.

She was indeed only a Super Douluo, but she knew that the "Super Douluo" in An Lan's mouth was not the same thing as the Super Douluo she was.

She didn't want to show off to An Lan—Your teacher here is a level 98 Super Douluo and a four-word Battle Armor Master, on the same level as the Heavenly Phoenix Douluo; your First Master is a level 99 demigod and a four-word Battle Armor Master, slightly more powerful than me.

That would be too deliberate, and she wouldn't get the emotional validation she wanted.

In short, she was so angry that she wished some blind fool would show up right now so she could beat them up.

"Alright, I'm starting."

Le Lingzhao suppressed the little emotions in her heart, not daring to delay the real business.

With a light wave of her jade hand, a golden ball of soul power exploded, and holy soul power instantly swept through the entire awakening room.

The awakening array on the platform was also activated, and dense runes lit up one by one, golden light flowing in an arcane and extraordinary manner.

Martial soul awakening was basically not dangerous. Not to mention Le Lingzhao doing it herself, even if just a Soul Grand Master were presiding over the ceremony, there wouldn't be the slightest danger.

The most representative example on the continent was that famous "blind Douluo," Su Yuntao.

After the array was activated, the presiding person only needed to wait quietly, but Le Lingzhao still stared nervously at An Lan in the center of the awakening platform.

Leng Qingning was the same, her fists clenched, her gaze never moving from the boy from beginning to end.

Like Le Lingzhao, Leng Qingning, who had witnessed An Lan grow from a babbling infant to a six-year-old boy, felt an affection for him that had long since surpassed that of a normal teacher and student, becoming almost like that of a close relative.

Before the martial soul awakening, An Lan was just an ordinary child, but once awakened, his body would rapidly develop under the nourishment of soul power, much like the eleven or twelve-year-old "Ladybug" Ma Hongjun who had already reached maturity.

In the past, whenever they didn't feel like meditating or practicing and wanted to sleep, they could still hold little An Lan in their arms like a plush pillow.

But the next time they would be able to be this close to him, they would have to wait until he came of age.

It was precisely for this reason that two four-word Battle Armor Master who stood at the pinnacle of the continent were acting so concerned during such an ordinary martial soul awakening ceremony.

On the awakening platform, An Lan only felt a warm current surging through his entire body, and the most primordial power within him, like a giant dragon that had been sleeping for ten thousand years, awakened with a roar!

In an instant, a crimson beam of light erupted from his body and shot straight into the sky.

The beam of light, wrapped in a daunting murderous aura, instantly pierced through the spire of the top floor of the Spirit Pagoda, thrusting straight into the clouds and dyeing the sky over half the city red.

The eyes of the entire Shangling City were instantly drawn to this world-shocking beam of light.

Outside the Spirit Pagoda, countless children waiting in line for their awakening were intimidated by the killing intent contained within the beam of light, their legs turning to jelly as they collapsed directly to the ground.