Green Scale Python

"So noisy!"

"Chirping and chattering, what are you yelling about?"

Xuan Qing put on his shoes, stumbled out the door, and let out a roar.

"Are you all looking for death?"

He rolled up his sleeves, ready to beat those little brats.

"Oh no! The big devil is awake! Run!"

Seeing this, Xuan Qing let out a long, weary sigh.

Once back in bed, he couldn't fall asleep, so he began to reminisce about his past life.

In his previous life, he was just a college student who had recently graduated, working overtime every day, living a bland and tasteless life, until he finally fired his boss.

He had been quite bold at the time: "I'm done, you idiot. Whoever wants to serve you can do it."

But right after he quit, on his way home, he only saw a blinding white light and heard the roar of an engine, and then...

Then he arrived here. He had been here for half a year.

The original owner of this body had no name; others called him "Skinny Monkey." He was an orphan adopted by the village chief of Scale Snake Village. He had fallen deathly ill, and at the very last second before he breathed his last, Xuan Qing had arrived. It had scared the village chief quite a bit at the time.

The chief thought it was a final burst of energy before death, but after observing him for a while and confirming there were no issues, he finally set his mind at ease.

Xuan Qing then gave himself the name Xuan Qing. There was no special meaning behind it; he just thought the character "Xuan" sounded pleasant.

Coupled with the fact that there were many green snakes around the village, he simply chose that name.

After making inquiries during this time, he understood what kind of world he had come to.

Douluo Continent!

He was all too familiar with it. He had been a bookworm before transmigrating, someone who had to taste a bit of everything, and while he couldn't say he knew this book by heart, he was close.

Moreover, hearing the chatter of passing merchants, he learned that the current Pope was Bibi Dong.

The previous Pope had passed away eight years ago, so he had a baseline to work with.

He touched the necklace around his neck, his thoughts drifting far away, wondering what kind of Martial Soul this body would awaken.

This necklace was the only relic he had brought from his past life. It had no special function; it was just a jade pendant with an Azure Dragon carved on one side and a Qilin on the other.

It was just a cheap trinket from a street stall, bought for fun, but he never expected that this would be the thing accompanying him to this day.

Just as he was lost in his wild thoughts, a loud voice rang out from outside.

"Xiao Qing, come out quickly! The Lord Soul Master from Martial Soul Hall is almost here."

Xuan Qing immediately walked out.

"Uncle Village Chief! Has he arrived so soon?"

The village chief smiled and patted his head: "Yes, didn't I tell you yesterday?"

The village chief was quite fond of Xuan Qing. Ever since that major illness, Xuan Qing had insisted on living alone. The chief had been worried at first, but he hadn't expected the boy to take such good care of himself.

Xuan Qing swatted his hand away.

"Alright, Uncle, since he's here, let's go quickly so we don't keep him waiting."

A quarter of an hour later, the two arrived at the Martial Soul Hall in the village, which was actually just a small, dilapidated wooden shack with a Martial Soul Hall sign hanging on it.

The Soul Master had already arrived and was standing with his hands on his hips, shouting: "Why are you so slow?"

The village chief rolled his eyes: "Who told you to be so fast?"

The two had been playmates since childhood and had both awakened the Green Snake Martial Soul back then, only one had soul power and the other did not.

The Soul Master's parents still lived in the village, so he often came back to visit. The two would bicker whenever they met; they were like a pair of bickering friends.

The village chief tapped Xuan Qing on the head: "What are you staring at? Why haven't you greeted him yet?"

Xuan Qing hurriedly greeted him: "Hello, Uncle!"

The group entered the Martial Soul Hall, where six other children were waiting besides Xuan Qing.

The Soul Master efficiently set up the awakening formation and gave a low shout: Martial Soul Possession.

A phantom image of a green snake appeared behind him, and one white and one yellow soul ring slowly rotated around his body.

He beckoned for the first child to enter the formation, and six black stones floated up, rotating around the child.

A stalk of Blue Silver Grass appeared in the child's hand.

"Blue Silver Grass. Come, test your soul power."

The child placed his hand on the crystal ball, but it remained dim and showed no reaction.

The following children awakened one after another, but they were all common farming tools like Blue Silver Grass, wooden sticks, or hoes.

None of them had soul power, and the six children could only leave in low spirits.

Finally, it was Xuan Qing's turn. As he stepped into the formation, he immediately felt a surge of heat rushing through his body.

It felt as if something was about to burst out from within his body, and he couldn't help but let out a low growl.

A massive phantom suddenly emerged behind him; it was a giant cyan python, though it looked a bit strange.

This giant python actually had five claws, with a body like a snake but claws like a dragon's.

It looked like a dragon that had evolved halfway but hadn't quite finished the process.

The Soul Master widened his eyes: "Oh my! Hurry up and test your soul power."

Xuan Qing placed his hand on the crystal ball, and the light began to climb slowly, eventually stopping at the halfway mark of the crystal ball.

"Innate level five! That's quite good, though your Martial Soul is a bit bizarre. What on earth is that thing?"

The Soul Master scratched his head: "Give it a name; I need to register it."

Xuan Qing looked at the phantom, its scales shimmering with a cyan glow: "Let's call it a Green Scale Python."

"Fine."

The Soul Master scribbled the name on the paper, then looked at Xuan Qing and suddenly smiled.

"Given your personality, you probably won't go to the Martial Soul Hall, so I'll write you a certificate."

He pulled out a paper and stamped it: "This certificate will be useful if you want to attend any Soul Master Academy in the future."

He then fished out a money pouch and an old book: "This is the Basic Meditation Method, and there are sixty Gold Soul Coins in the pouch."

He patted Xuan Qing on the shoulder: "This is half a year's salary for me, so spend it sparingly."

"Cultivate well. If you truly have a conscience, just remember to give back to the village once you've made something of yourself."

Xuan Qing gripped the money pouch tightly and nodded heavily.

"Don't worry, Uncle. Although I'm usually unreliable and wouldn't call myself a saint, I still understand the principle of repaying kindness."

The Soul Master patted him with gratification: "Good lad! I didn't spoil you for nothing."

He sighed: "Regardless, I watched you grow up and can barely count as half an elder to you. If I had your innate level five soul power back then, becoming a Soul Emperor wouldn't have been impossible. Unfortunately, I only had level two; there's almost no hope for me to reach three rings in this lifetime."

He waved his hand: "Go back and study the meditation method well. The future belongs to you young people!"

Xuan Qing nodded solemnly, bid farewell, and returned to his small cabin.

He didn't start cultivating immediately; instead, he took out the jade pendant.

Ever since his Martial Soul awakening, this jade pendant had been burning hot.

Xuan Qing began to channel his soul power to cover the jade pendant, but it was completely useless.

A bold idea suddenly popped into Xuan Qing's mind. He gritted his teeth and bit down hard on his finger.

"Hiss! That really hurts!"

He controlled his finger and dripped blood onto the jade pendant, which was absorbed instantly.

Xuan Qing's vision went black, and his consciousness arrived in a strange space, boundless and empty.