The Night of Awakening at Six

East Sea City, Chu Clan.

The night was deep, and a full moon hung high in the sky.

The two-hundred-acre estate was brightly lit, yet it was currently shrouded in an atmosphere of peculiar solemnity.

In a quiet, austerely furnished room in the back courtyard of the Chu Clan, a boy wearing a white training suit sat cross-legged on a cushion.

The boy had exquisite features, with sword-like brows and star-bright eyes; though only six years old, one could already tell he would grow into a remarkably handsome man.

His eyes were slightly closed, his breathing steady, and faint ripples of soul power circulated around his body.

This was the young master of the Chu Clan, Chu Yan.

"Six years."

Chu Yan murmured in his heart. As his eyes opened, where was the innocence and ignorance expected of a six-year-old child?

It was a composure born of having experienced the world, a depth belonging only to an adult.

In his past life, he was merely an ordinary college student who had just survived his sophomore finals, scrolling through his phone in his dorm bed while reading Soul Land 3: Legend of the Dragon King, grumbling about certain frustrating plot points.

Who would have thought that upon waking, he would transmigrate into this world that was both familiar and strange.

What surprised him even more was that he had become the eldest legitimate son of the Chu Clan, one of the four great families of East Sea City.

The Chu Clan was a top-tier power in East Sea City, a family of battle armor masters with a history spanning thousands of years. Their clan martial soul was the "Staff," a top-tier assault-type tool martial soul, and they had produced experts throughout the generations.

The current clan head, Chu Yuntian—his father—was an eighty-third-level Soul Douluo and a two-word battle armor master, holding a pivotal position in the upper echelons of the entire Sun Moon Federation.

With such a family background and such talent, most people would be satisfied.

But he was not.

Because he knew very well that this world was far from as simple as it appeared on the surface.

The threat of the Abyss Plane, the schemes of the Silver Dragon King, the seal of the Golden Dragon King, and the geniuses of Shrek Academy who were about to descend... this was a magnificent yet perilous world.

And today, he was to awaken his martial soul.

"Yan'er."

The door to the quiet room was pushed open, and a burly, middle-aged man with a resolute face walked in.

He wore a deep purple robe, his presence as steady as a mountain, and his tiger-like eyes held majesty, yet they were filled with tenderness when he looked at Chu Yan.

Chu Yuntian, an eighty-third-level assault-type Soul Douluo, whose martial soul was the Heaven-Breaking Staff.

"Father." Chu Yan rose to salute, his movements measured, showing not a hint of childish immaturity.

Chu Yuntian had long since grown accustomed to his son's precocity. He nodded with gratification and said, "The awakening ceremony is ready. Today is your sixth birthday, and according to the continent's rules, it is time for you to awaken."

Chu Yuntian crouched down, his large hand pressing on Chu Yan's shoulder. His gaze was burning as he continued, "Yan'er, no matter what martial soul you awaken, you are the young master of the Chu Clan and a good son to your mother and me."

A warmth spread through Chu Yan's heart.

In his past life, he was an orphan; in this life, he had parents who loved him and a warm home, which made him cherish it all the more.

"Rest assured, Father, I understand."

"Good!" Chu Yuntian stood up and said, "Let's go. The clan elders are all waiting in the ancestral hall."

The Chu Clan ancestral hall was located in the center of the estate and was the most sacred place in the clan.

At this moment, the hall was brilliantly lit. Five white-haired elders sat on both sides, all of whom were Soul Saint-level elders of the Chu Clan.

In the center sat an ancient awakening stone, pitch-black and covered in intricate runes.

Their clan still used a relatively ancient method, but this offered greater privacy, sparing them from having to go to an academy or the Spirit Pagoda to awaken.

The moment Chu Yan stepped into the hall, all eyes converged upon him.

"Yan'er is here." The Great Elder, Chu Yunshan, nodded with a smile and continued, "Today is a big day for your awakening; there is no need to be nervous."

Due to clan rules, the clan head's lineage shared the same generation as the other branches of the previous generation.

"Yes, Great Elder."

Chu Yan walked to the awakening stone and took a deep breath.

He knew he possessed innate full soul power. Over the past six years, although he could not formally cultivate his martial soul, his soul power had been growing slowly and now sat firmly at level ten.

Innate full soul power of level ten—this was a starting point many dreamed of.

But what Chu Yan cared about more was what his martial soul would actually be.

According to his memories from his past life, the martial souls of transmigrators were usually not bad, but he was in this real world after all, and anything could happen.

"Yan'er, place your hands on the awakening stone, clear your mind, and guide the soul power in your body into it." Chu Yunshan's voice rang in his ears.

Chu Yan followed his instructions, pressing his hands against the cold stone surface.

In an instant, the awakening stone erupted with a blinding light!

The light was not the usual white or blue, but a deep, dark gold, as if the gaze of an ancient deity had pierced through time and space to descend upon this place!

"This is..." Chu Yuntian stood up abruptly, his eyes filled with shock.

The clan elders' expressions shifted in unison.

The light from the Awakening Stone grew increasingly brilliant, and a dark golden beam of light shot into the sky, piercing through the roof of the ancestral hall and soaring straight into the clouds!

Above East Sea City, countless people looked up at the golden pillar of light, whispering among themselves.

"That is... the direction of the Chu Clan!"

"What kind of Martial Soul awakening is this? The commotion is far too great!"

Deep within Chu Yan's consciousness, a world-shaking transformation was taking place.

His consciousness felt as if it had been pulled into a void, surrounded by endless darkness, with only a single object floating before him.

It was a dark golden staff, approximately two meters long and fifteen centimeters in diameter, its surface covered in dense, intricate secret patterns that seemed to be the manifestation of some ancient law.

Chu Yan's gaze fell upon the staff, and a massive influx of information flooded his mind.

"Yan Divine Weapon... full name Huntian Yan, also known as the Nine-Layer Huntian Yan, one of the nine great divine weapons controlled by Spirit Readers... Creator, the supreme elder of the Golden Horn Clan, Shirodo... the strongest telekinetic weapon below the level of Immortality..."

Chu Yan's pupils contracted violently.

He recognized this thing!

Wasn't this the famous divine weapon used by Luo Feng in the early stages of Swallowed Star? The Nine-Layer Yan Divine Weapon that accompanied the protagonist from the Stellar level all the way to the peak of the World Lord level, even capable of clashing head-on with Immortal gods?!

How could it appear here?

And more importantly... it had become his Martial Soul?!

Before Chu Yan could digest this information, the dark golden staff suddenly began to vibrate, emitting a humming metallic resonance.

Immediately, countless fine cracks appeared on the surface of the staff, and golden blades, thin as cicada wings, flew out from the fissures!

One, two, ten, a hundred, a thousand...

In the end, ten thousand and eighty-one golden blades floated in the void, each only the size of a palm, yet radiating a heart-stopping, sharp aura.

The blades were also covered in secret patterns—the intertwining of the Origin Laws of Metal and Space!

"Ten thousand and eighty-one pieces... the standard configuration of the Yan Divine Weapon," Chu Yan murmured, his heart pounding violently.

He attempted to touch the golden blades with his intent, and instantly, a wondrous connection was established.

Those blades felt like extensions of his own limbs, dancing, circling, and assembling in the air according to his will.

This feeling... was incredible!

The Yan Divine Weapon consisted of nine stages, each possessing the power to destroy heaven and earth.

The first stage, Phantom Sword Style, controlled nine to dozens of blades, manifesting golden sword shadows to confuse and pierce, making him invincible among his peers.

The second stage, Sky Piercing Form, condensed the blades into a spiral cone for extreme penetration, capable of tearing through defenses of the same level.

The third stage, Heavenly Sword Form, condensed them into a golden giant sword dozens of meters long, utilizing the sharp destruction of the Metal Law to be invincible among those of the Universe level.

The fourth stage, Great Skill Without Craft, took the form of a simple, heavy sword, weighing more than a mountain, breaking laws through sheer force.

The fifth stage, Space Cutting, fused with the Law of Space, the blade carrying spatial rifts capable of slicing through the void.

Nine stages, nine realms.

Chu Yan took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the excitement in his heart.

In his past life, he knew the terror of the Yan Divine Weapon; this thing required extremely high comprehension and insight into the laws, and without sufficient talent, one would struggle to master even the first stage.

But at the same time, its potential was ridiculously high; as long as he could comprehend the Law of Metal and the Law of Space, he could break through to an unimaginable realm.

However, in this Douluo world, the power of laws... was the prototype of the God-level domain!