System Runs Away, Spirit Awakening

"I am my father's only son. How could a mere Soul Emperor be worthy of bearing a child of my Angel Clan?"

"Xunfeng, Mommy is sorry. Mommy has to take you away from Spirit Hall, or neither of us will survive."

"Drink this, then get out of Spirit Hall."

Everything around him was gray and dim, as though there was not a trace of light. Sounds from outside drifted over faintly.

As a fetus, Xunfeng felt an indescribable pain, as if his body were being dissolved.

He did not want to die. He had finally been given a second life, and he had even transmigrated to Douluo Continent.

His life had not even begun yet.

Spirit Hall... that man was Qian Xunji. If he could be born, he would make that man pay for his blood debt and take away everything he cared about.

The next moment, a warm force wrapped around his tiny body.

He heard his mother's gentle voice. "My child, you must grow up healthy. Mommy will protect you."

Xunfeng fell asleep once more. He did not know how much time had passed before his vision suddenly brightened.

This was a shabby little wooden house. His mother held him gently. "It's because Mommy is useless that your health is so poor, Little Feng."

Xunfeng slowly opened his eyes and looked at the woman before him. His tiny hand gently touched his mother's cheek.

In his previous life, his name had been Ye Xunfeng, and he had been an orphan. He had never expected that in this life, he would have a mother who loved him.

This was wonderful.

When he recalled his death in his previous life, he could still feel the agonizing pain throughout his body.

Ye Xunfeng cursed under his breath. Was that truck driver insane? It had actually rammed him away with its head tilted.

But he quickly fell asleep again.

Ye Xunfeng's last thought was that a child's body really got sleepy easily.

"Little Feng, go outside and help Mommy turn over the herbs first." His mother looked unwell as she held a shovel in one hand and supported herself against the doorframe with the other, speaking to Ye Xunfeng, who was exercising outside.

Ye Xunfeng immediately put down the little wooden spear in his hand and smiled at his mother. "Okay, Mom."

Ye Xunfeng quickly ran into the small shed beside the house and began turning over the herbs that were drying there.

Suddenly, a series of beeps rang out in his mind.

[Welcome, Host, to Douluo Continent. Beep. Detected that the Host's bloodline is Six-Winged Angel and Cloud-Piercing Spear.]

[Beep, beep, beep. The Host's meridians have been damaged, the martial spirits are damaged, and Innate Soul Power is zero.]

[To compensate for this error, the system is searching... Matching templates for you...]

[Ya Li Template, Yun Ming Template... Loading...]

[Loading complete. Copy successful.]

[Beep. Sorry, the system has encountered a temporary error. Please forgive the previous inconveniences. Wishing you a pleasant journey. The previous rewards shall count as the system's compensation for you. May you become a god soon. Goodbye, dear!]

After listening to the system's string of operations, Ye Xunfeng was completely dumbfounded.

"What the hell is going on, System?" Ye Xunfeng looked utterly confused.

But he quickly adjusted his mindset. Yun Ming and Ya Li's templates—he had not lost out.

Those two had freakishly powerful talents. Besides, in his previous life, he had been an orphan and a history major in college.

A liberal arts major. Even finding a job had been difficult.

With this talent, he might not be unable to make something of himself on Douluo Continent.

What was more, he now had a mother who loved him dearly and was so gentle.

And Ya Li's Wishing Angel Spirit might even be able to heal his mother.

Ye Xunfeng did not stop moving his hands and continued turning over the herbs.

Also, he had the Six-Winged Angel bloodline, and his surname was Ye. His martial spirits had gone wrong...

That meant that in his generation, if he had not transmigrated and had not received the system, it would have been absolutely impossible for him to awaken a martial spirit—unless it happened in the next generation.

What a coincidence.

After finishing everything, Ye Xunfeng went back outside, picked up his little wooden spear, and practiced each stance and move.

His health had been poor since childhood. When he had been an infant, his mother had muttered that it was because of that bowl of abortion medicine.

But after years of training, his body was already about the same as that of an ordinary child.

Still, it truly could not be considered healthy.

"Little Feng, come eat. After dinner, Mommy will personally awaken your martial spirits." His mother's gentle voice came from the kitchen.

Ye Xunfeng put down his spear, wiped away his sweat with his sleeve, and beamed. "Mom, I'm coming."

His mother set down the dishes she was carrying, then took out a handkerchief and gently wiped Ye Xunfeng's sweat again. "Little Feng, you must eat properly. Only then can you grow stronger."

After putting away the handkerchief, his mother slipped the storage Soul Tool from her right hand onto Ye Xunfeng's wrist.

The two sat down on chairs to eat.

After Ye Xunfeng took several bites, he noticed that his mother was not eating. She merely watched him quietly, as if she had countless things she wanted to say.

Ye Xunfeng paused, then quickly picked up a bite of food for his mother. "Mom, eat."

"Mommy won't eat. Mommy will watch you eat." His mother spoke very gently.

Ye Xunfeng sensed that something was wrong, yet he could not say exactly what it was.

After the meal was finished.

His mother crouched down and gently hugged Ye Xunfeng, then slowly stood up. As she rose, she even had to brace herself against the table beside her.

"Come, Mommy will awaken your martial spirits." His mother led Ye Xunfeng into the living room.

The ominous feeling in Ye Xunfeng's heart grew stronger.

His mother smiled softly, then waved her hand. Six black diamond-shaped stones flew out and formed a hexagon on the floor.

Ye Xunfeng slowly stepped into the center, looking at his mother nervously.

His mother smiled gently. Then, a Cloud-Piercing Spear that looked exceptionally sharp appeared in her hand. That was her martial spirit.

Six soul rings rose from beneath his mother's feet. At that moment, her bearing changed, as though she were a female general.

"Do you remember what Mommy taught you?" His mother asked Ye Xunfeng with a smile, as if testing his studies.

Ye Xunfeng nodded. "I remember. I remember all of it."

"Mm. Then Mommy will begin awakening your martial spirits." His mother looked at Ye Xunfeng seriously.

With a casual wave, his mother sent six streaks of silver light into the six stones.

Golden light slowly swirled around Ye Xunfeng before rapidly entering his body.

Ye Xunfeng felt as though something inside him had been stirred. Two figures flashed through his mind.

An unstoppable, incomparably domineering aura gathered in his right hand as white streams of energy slowly condensed.

The next moment, a white spear appeared in Ye Xunfeng's right hand. It was the Atlas Spear.

His mother's face was already somewhat pale, yet Ye Xunfeng's body seemed to still be absorbing Soul Power.

The next moment, a streak of white light suddenly appeared behind Ye Xunfeng. Its energy was gentle and pure.

Eight wings fluttered behind him, while the angel assumed a praying posture.

A trace of disappointment flashed through his mother's eyes, but it quickly vanished.

The moment his martial spirits fully awakened, his mother's body slowly fell backward as though it had lost its support.

"Mom!" Ye Xunfeng rushed out of the formation and caught his mother.

"My child, don't cry." His mother gently raised a hand, wiped away her child's tears, and smiled.