Third Young Master Doesn't Know Shit About Douluo Continent

But Lu Chen knew that gods truly existed in this world, and that people could indeed become gods.

If he wanted to change the future, to prevent the eventual demise of Spirit Hall, he had to possess sufficient strength.

The current year was Douluo Calendar 2637.

It was also the year Tang San awakened his martial soul at the age of six.

In other words, he and Tang San were the same age.

However, one was in Spirit City, and the other was in Holy Soul Village.

One was adopted and raised by Spirit Hall, while the other stood in opposition to the future Spirit Hall.

Lu Chen was well aware that the conflict between them was not a simple difference in ideology, but a deep-seated, irreconcilable hatred.

Once the future situation unfolded, the two sides would inevitably reach a point of life and death.

Given this, he could not naively believe he could remain uninvolved.

As for defecting from Spirit Hall?

Lu Chen had never entertained such a thought.

In his past life, he had been an ambitious youth born under the red flag and raised in the spring breeze; he possessed a basic sense of right and wrong.

Someone had saved him, raised him, and given him a chance to live. He could not possibly eat Spirit Hall's food while turning around to smash their pots.

He was incapable of such an act.

Moreover, he did not consider himself to be in the same category as those people from Shrek.

Lu Chen admitted that the world of the Douluo Continent was not perfect, and Spirit Hall was not without its flaws.

But at least for the children in the orphanage, Spirit Hall had given them a second chance at life.

For the common people, Spirit Hall was also an organization whose benefits outweighed its drawbacks.

This was something no one could erase.

Seeing Lu Chen remain silent, Dean Grandma mistook his quietness for nervousness and reached out, gently taking his hand.

"Little Chen, let's go. The other children are all ready. You'll all go to the Awakening Temple today."

Lu Chen nodded.

"Okay."

He followed Dean Grandma out of the small courtyard.

Several other six-year-old children were already waiting in front of the orphanage.

Some wore expectant expressions, others nervously clutched their clothes, and some couldn't help but whisper about what martial soul they might awaken.

Lu Chen joined the line, his expression still calm.

Dean Grandma took a headcount, confirmed no one was missing, and then, holding Lu Chen's hand, led the children about to awaken their martial souls away from the orphanage.

They walked through the streets of Spirit City, heading towards the Awakening Temple.

Under Dean Grandma's guidance, the group soon arrived at the Awakening Temple in Spirit City.

Lu Chen looked up at the building before him.

This Awakening Temple was vast, far more solemn and spacious than he had imagined.

A tall temple gate stood before them, with Spirit Hall personnel maintaining order at the entrance, creating a highly orderly flow of people.

However, Lu Chen only glanced a few times before looking away.

Because in the original work, there seemed to be no mention of such a temple in Spirit City specifically for awakening martial souls.

But on second thought, Lu Chen dismissed his concern.

After all, the third brother was just a writer; what did he truly understand about the Douluo Continent?

As the core of Spirit Hall, how could Spirit City possibly lack a dedicated place for children to awaken their martial souls?

If they relied on temporary arrangements every year, that would be truly unreasonable.

Dean Grandma, holding Lu Chen's hand, led the orphanage children into the Awakening Temple.

Upon entering, Lu Chen noticed that there were quite a few children awakening their martial souls here today.

Several rows of children were already standing in the spacious hall, accompanied by adults responsible for leading them.

These children all appeared to be around the same age, mostly about six years old.

However, their clothing and demeanor made it easy to distinguish between them.

The majority of the children wore ordinary clothes, their expressions nervous, even a little timid.

Their clothes, though clean, were not expensive, suggesting that, like Lu Chen and his companions, most of them came from orphanages.

The other small portion of children were clearly different.

They wore more refined and expensive clothing, and the elders or attendants accompanying them carried themselves with more grandeur.

Most of these children stood with their heads held high, their faces radiating confidence, even a hint of undisguised superiority.

Lu Chen only needed a glance to see that these people looked down upon orphans.

He was no stranger to such gazes.

No matter the world, there were always those who belittled others based on their background, status, or attire.

This was especially true here in the Douluo Continent, a world where the gap between Spirit Masters and ordinary people was immense.

Dean Grandma seemed to notice those looks as well, but she said nothing, merely leading the children to the spot designated for the orphanage and offering a few words of quiet comfort.

Lu Chen stood among the crowd, his expression calm.

He did not care about the opinions of these people.

The only thing that truly mattered today was the Spirit Awakening.

The person in charge of the Spirit Awakening was a Cardinal from the Spirit Hall.

He was a middle-aged man who appeared to be of considerable age, his red Cardinal robes striking, his aura steady and profound.

Someone nearby whispered about his identity, and only then did Lu Chen learn that this Cardinal not only held a high position but was also a level 76 Battle Spirit Master.

Level 76.

A Spirit Saint-level existence.

Anywhere in the Douluo Continent, this was considered a true powerhouse.

Even in Spirit City, such figures were not seen everywhere.

Having a level 76 Battle Spirit Master oversee the children's Spirit Awakening was enough to show how much importance Spirit City placed on this event.

The Cardinal stood beside the Awakening Array, his expression calm.

He had clearly performed such tasks many times; his movements were practiced, without a single superfluous word.

The awakening began quickly.

One child after another stepped into the Awakening Array, completing their Spirit Awakening under the guidance of the Cardinal's spirit power.

The entire process went exceptionally smoothly, without a single incident.

After all, this was Spirit City.

And this was the Awakening Temple.

Even if someone were muddle-headed, they wouldn't be blind enough to dare attack the Awakening Temple in Spirit City.

That wouldn't be bravery; it would be suicide.

Lu Chen stood in line, watching quietly as the children ahead completed their awakenings one by one.

The results were much as he had expected.

The children who were native to Spirit City almost all possessed spirits, and their innate spirit power was generally not low, mostly ranging between level four and level seven.

While they could not compare to true geniuses, it was enough to qualify them to become high-level Spirit Masters.

Whenever these children awakened decent spirits and spirit power, the elders behind them would reveal satisfied smiles, and the children themselves would proudly puff out their chests.

In contrast, the situation on the orphans' side was far more miserable.

Most of the spirits awakened by these children were ordinary ones like hoes, sickles, or Blue Silver Grass.

In the Douluo Continent, such spirits were basically referred to as useless spirits.

More importantly, many of them lacked innate spirit power, meaning that even if they possessed a spirit, they could never become Spirit Masters.