Grass Spirit King Fragrant Morier

Hearing this, Lin Ze'an felt incredibly excited.

Six years. He was finally going to awaken his own martial soul!

Moreover, based on Lin Gang's descriptions of his mother, Lin Ze'an was certain that his talent would be nothing short of extraordinary.

After all, his mother's background was far from ordinary...

Thinking of this, Lin Ze'an stepped into the magic circle and looked at his father with excitement.

Lin Gang gave his forehead an encouraging pat before releasing his own martial soul.

A heavy sword landed between the two of them.

The thick blade stood firmly embedded in the ground.

Following that, four spirit rings—two yellow and two purple—emerged beneath Lin Gang's feet.

The process of awakening a martial soul was not difficult; it merely required guiding the spirit power within the person being awakened, so the requirements for the awakener were not high.

If a Great Spirit Master could handle such a task, how could Lin Gang, a Spirit Sect, possibly fail?

He then channeled his spirit power into the magic circle.

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

"Close your eyes, feel the energy within you, and guide it out."

Under Lin Gang's direction, Lin Ze'an closed his eyes.

As his spirit power circulated through his meridians, he felt a warmth akin to bathing in a spring breeze.

Lin Ze'an savored the sensation; this was something one could only experience once in a lifetime, so he had to cherish it.

Driven by this surge of spirit power, something seemed to loosen within his body, and a warm energy gradually filled him.

He focused all his attention inward, cautiously guiding that strange energy which had lain dormant for so long, yet was now surging with immense power.

The moment the power was triggered—

"Hum!"

An incredibly pure, emerald-green light, brimming with the aura of life, suddenly erupted from within him.

In an instant, the entire room was illuminated in a clear, vibrant green.

Following this was a violent wave of energy that swept outward with him at the center.

The tables, chairs, bookshelves, and ornaments in the room were instantly overturned, crashing against the walls with a series of clattering sounds.

A massive, ferociously majestic lion phantom appeared proudly.

Its entire body looked as if it had been carved from the finest jade, and it radiated a terrifying pressure that made one's heart tremble.

Its majestic form stood in a protective posture, circling a young girl who was floating in the air at the center.

The girl appeared to be only fifteen or sixteen years old, her features still youthful yet already showing signs of stunning beauty. She wore a light, elegant green dress, her eyes tightly shut.

Emerald halos flowed around her, echoing and reflecting the energy of the giant lion.

Meanwhile, vines and various tender green plants began to grow throughout the room.

Lin Gang stared at his son's martial soul, stunned. "What... is this..."

Although he could tell at a glance that the quality of this martial soul was incredibly high, it... had absolutely nothing to do with his or his wife's martial souls.

Lin Ze'an also widened his eyes, his mouth slightly agape, his brain completely stalled.

He stared straight at the majestic lion and the holy girl amidst the emerald light, his mind left with nothing but a blank space and a massive question mark.

After several seconds, he suddenly gasped, finally finding his voice. "W-what is this?!"

The king of the Grass-type in Seer... the Grass-type Elf King, Mo Ruier?!

And it was even the awakened version, Fragrant Mo Ruier?

Holy cow!!!

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

But it had to be said, for the Douluo Continent, the quality of this martial soul was beyond reproach.

Lin Gang also recovered from his shock and took out a crystal ball, handing it to Lin Ze'an. "Xiao An, let's test your innate spirit power."

After all, he was his son; even if he didn't understand what was happening, it was still something to be happy about.

Hearing this, Lin Ze'an nodded and gently pressed his palm onto the spirit power testing crystal ball.

The moment his palm made contact—

The interior of the crystal ball was instantly filled with an unimaginably dense emerald-green energy.

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

Immediately after, with a crisp pop!

The spirit power testing crystal ball, unable to contain this burgeoning, massive power, lasted only a fleeting moment before shattering into pieces amidst the brilliant green light.

"The crystal ball used to test level ten soul power exploded?!"

Staring at the shattered crystal ball, Lin Gang was stunned for a moment, his gaze fixed firmly on the fragments scattered across the floor.

The next second, he said to his son with a hint of embarrassment, "It seems it hasn't been used in too long."

But even though it had exploded, it was already enough to reveal Lin Ze'an's innate full soul power.

He stepped forward and hugged his son, his arms tightening with excitement, his eyes even growing slightly moist.

One had to know that Lin Ze'an's mother had only possessed innate level nine soul power back in the day.

Even so, she was considered a top-tier genius.

And now, their son had actually awakened with innate full soul power!

This brought a sense of relief to Lin Gang's heart.

However, he did not know what Lin Ze'an was clearly aware of.

It wasn't that the crystal ball was old and damaged, but that it had been burst by overflowing soul power.

His soul power should be higher than level ten; after all, his martial soul was Mo Ruier. If her true self were to come here, the Douluo Continent wouldn't even last a single slap.

Exceeding innate full soul power was naturally a certainty.

"Father, when can I go to obtain a soul ring?" Lin Ze'an asked the question he cared about most.

To become a soul master, one first had to possess a soul ring.

Otherwise, his soul power would remain stuck at level ten.

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

Seeing that Lin Ze'an had made up his mind to become a soul master, Lin Gang, as his father, felt he should provide his support. "Fine, 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.

Arriving at the mountain behind the village, Lin Gang led Lin Ze'an toward a specific spot.

They pushed through thickets of bushes and arrived before a small earthen mound.

A wooden plaque stood in front of the mound.

The characters "Jin Ling" were written upon it.

Lin Gang used his hands to clear the weeds from in front of 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 years old this year, just like you, he's a genius—a genius with innate full soul power!"

"Take care of yourself over there. Once our son has established himself and started a family, I will bring the good news down to find you."

The more Lin Gang spoke, the more choked up he became. Finally, a few teardrops fell onto the soil before the grave.

"Xiao An, come over and see your mother."

Under the influence of this sorrowful atmosphere, Lin Ze'an's mood also grew heavy.

Although he had never remembered what his mother in this life looked like, blood was thicker than water. Seeing his mother's grave, Lin Ze'an still felt a sense of sadness in his heart.

He walked to the front of the grave, knelt on both knees, and kowtowed heavily three times.

Mother, rest assured. I will definitely seek out the legendary god positions so that you and Father can be reunited in the God Realm.

His current talent far exceeded everyone else on this continent.

Even without any fortuitous encounters, just by cultivating normally, he had a chance to become a god.

He would take his parents to the God Realm, to become a first-level god, or perhaps even a God King!

However, he did not speak these words aloud; after all, his father did not know about his identity as a transmigrator.

Bidding farewell to his mother's grave, Lin Ze'an followed Lin Gang back to the grocery store.