Grass Spirit King: Fragrant: Mo Ruier

At that, Lin Ze'an felt extremely excited.

Six years. He was finally going to awaken his own Martial Soul!

And judging by how Lin Gang had described his mother, Lin Ze'an was certain his talent would be nothing short of exceptional.

After all, his mother had come from a distinguished family...

Thinking of this, Lin Ze'an stepped into the magic array and looked excitedly at his father.

Lin Gang encouragingly patted his forehead, then released his Martial Soul.

A heavy sword appeared between them.

Its thick blade sank firmly into the ground.

Then four Soul Rings—yellow, yellow, purple, and purple—appeared beneath Lin Gang's feet.

The process of awakening a Martial Soul wasn't difficult. It simply involved drawing out the Soul Power within the person being awakened, so it didn't require much of the one performing the awakening.

If even a Soul Grandmaster could handle the task, how could Lin Gang, a Soul Ancestor, fail?

Then, he infused the magic array with his Soul Power.

A pale golden barrier appeared, enveloping Lin Ze'an.

"Close your eyes. Feel the energy inside you and draw it out."

Following Lin Gang's instructions, Lin Ze'an closed his eyes.

As the Soul Power coursed through his meridians, he felt a warmth like basking in a gentle spring breeze.

Lin Ze'an savored the sensation. He could experience this only once in his life, after all, so he had to cherish it.

Under the urging of this Soul Power,

it seemed that some kind of shackle within him had loosened, and a warm energy gradually filled his body.

He focused his entire mind inward, carefully drawing out that long-dormant, now surging and turbulent, unfamiliar energy.

The instant the power stirred—

"Voom!"

An incomparably pure, emerald-green light brimming with the breath of life suddenly burst from within him.

In an instant, it illuminated the entire room in brilliant green.

A wild torrent of energy followed, sweeping out from him with overwhelming force.

The tables, chairs, bookshelves, and decorations in the room were all flung away in an instant, smashing into the walls with a series of sharp crashes.

A gigantic, imposing phantom of a lion appeared.

Its entire body seemed carved from the finest jade, and it radiated a terrifying pressure that made the heart tremble.

Its majestic form curled protectively around a girl floating in midair at the center.

The girl looked only fifteen or sixteen. Though still youthful, her beauty was already breathtaking. She wore a light, flowing green dress, and her eyes were closed.

An emerald halo flowed around her, resonating and shining in tandem with the energy of the giant lion.

Vines and all kinds of tender green plants began sprouting throughout the room.

Lin Gang stared at his son's Martial Soul, dumbfounded. "What... is this...?"

He could tell at a glance that the Martial Soul was of extraordinary quality, but... it had nothing at all to do with either his or his wife's Martial Soul.

Lin Ze'an's eyes widened too, his mouth hanging slightly open as his brain completely short-circuited.

He stared blankly at the majestic lion and sacred girl within the emerald light, his mind reduced to a vast emptiness and a giant question mark.

Several seconds passed before he suddenly sucked in a sharp breath and finally found his voice. "W-what is this?!"

The Grass-type ruler from Seer... the Grass Spirit King, Mo Ruier?!

And she was the awakened Fragrant Mo Ruier, at that?!

Holy cow!!!

He didn't even have a system, did he? Was it reasonable for him to awaken Mo Ruier?

But there was no denying that, by the standards of Douluo Continent, this Martial Soul's quality was absolutely top-notch.

Lin Gang came back to his senses too. He took out a crystal ball and handed it to Lin Ze'an. "Xiao An, let's test your Innate Soul Power."

After all, he was his own son. Even if he didn't know what was going on, it was still worth celebrating.

At that, Lin Ze'an nodded and gently placed his palm on the crystal ball used to test Soul Power.

The instant his palm touched it—

The crystal ball was instantly filled with an unimaginable surge of emerald-green energy.

The light was so intense that it shone through the flesh of his palm, once again bathing the entire room in green.

Then came a sharp pop!

The crystal ball used to test Soul Power couldn't contain the vast power that had only just begun to emerge. It lasted barely an instant before exploding amid the dazzling green light.

"The crystal ball that can test for level ten Soul Power exploded?!"

Seeing the crystal ball burst, Lin Gang froze for a moment, his eyes fixed on the fragments scattered across the floor.

The next moment, he said to his son with some embarrassment, "Looks like it hasn't been used in too long."

But even though it had exploded, it was already clear that Lin Ze'an had Innate Full Soul Power.

He stepped forward and pulled his son into a tight embrace, his arms squeezing harder and harder with excitement. His eyes even grew damp.

After all, Lin Ze'an's mother had only possessed Innate Soul Power of level nine.

Even so, she had been one of the greatest geniuses around.

And now, their son had awakened with Innate Full Soul Power!

Lin Gang felt a little comforted by that.

However, he didn't know what Lin Ze'an did: the crystal ball hadn't burst because it was old and worn out. It had been blown apart by the Soul Power overflowing from him.

His Soul Power had to be higher than level ten. After all, his Martial Soul was Mo Ruier. If her true self came here, she wouldn't even need a single slap to wipe Douluo Continent out of existence.

It was only natural that he would exceed Innate Full Soul Power.

"Father, when can I go get a Soul Ring?" Lin Ze'an asked, bringing up the question he cared about most.

To become a Soul Master, one first needed to obtain a Soul Ring.

Otherwise, his Soul Power could only remain at level ten.

It wasn't impossible to keep cultivating, but the returns would be far too low.

Seeing that Lin Ze'an had already made up his mind to become a Soul Master, Lin Gang, as his father, naturally had to support him. "All right. I'll take you tomorrow."

Suddenly, he thought of something and said to his son, "Xiao An, come with me."

The two left the house and walked toward the back of the village.

They arrived at the hill behind the village.

Lin Gang led Lin Ze'an to a certain spot.

They pushed through layers of bushes and came to a small mound of earth.

A wooden plaque stood in front of it.

The three characters "Jin Ling" were written on it.

Lin Gang pulled the weeds from the mound.

As he wiped the wooden plaque with his hand, Lin Gang murmured, "Ling'er, I've brought our son to see you."

"Our son is six this year. He's a genius, just like you—a genius with Innate Full Soul Power!"

"Take good care of yourself over there. Once our son has settled down and started a family, I'll bring you the good news and join you."

The more Lin Gang spoke, the more choked up he became. At last, a few tears fell onto the earth before the grave.

"Xiao An, come pay your respects to your mother."

The sorrowful atmosphere weighed on Lin Ze'an's heart too.

Although he could never remember what his mother in this life had looked like,

blood was thicker than water. Seeing his mother's grave still filled Lin Ze'an with sorrow.

He walked to the grave, knelt on both knees, and kowtowed three times with a heavy thud.

Mother, don't worry. I will find the divine position of legend and reunite you and Father in the Divine Realm.

His talent now far surpassed that of anyone on this continent.

Even without any fortuitous encounters, simply cultivating normally would give him a chance to become a god.

He would bring his parents to the Divine Realm and make them First-Level Gods—or even God Kings!

However, he didn't say any of this aloud. After all, his father didn't know he was a transmigrator.

After saying goodbye at his mother's grave, Lin Ze'an followed Lin Gang back to the general store.