Martial Soul Awakening, Gaze of Destruction and Life

In a magnificent mansion on the outskirts of Douling City, in the Douling Empire.

Lin Yao sat on the edge of his bed, holding a book about the spirit beasts of the Douluo Continent. As he read, his thoughts remained in a state of constant turmoil.

Reflecting on his experiences, he still found it hard to keep his composure. He had struggled through the grueling college entrance exams, played games all night, and then, with a simple blink of his eyes, he had arrived in this world.

Being transmigrated was one thing, but to be transmigrated as the only son of an imperial academic official in the Douling Empire?

At this very moment, Lin Yao just wanted to say, "If you're going to transmigrate me, at least do it properly!"

What was the point of dumping him into a trashy, insignificant empire?

Even if his background was garbage, his father in this life was the official in charge of the entire Douling Empire's education system. Their lives and fortunes were so deeply intertwined with the empire that even if they wanted to surrender, there would be nowhere to go.

Just as Lin Yao was examining the spirit beast manual and calculating his future, a knock sounded at his door.

"Young Master, the spirit awakening array is ready. Master asks that you come over quickly," a delicate voice called from outside.

Lin Yao sighed to himself. He realized that before he could plan anything, he had to complete his spirit awakening and determine his potential on the Douluo Star.

Lin Yao didn't answer the maid, but opened the door directly. The blonde, wavy-haired maid, who perfectly matched his father's aesthetic, immediately bowed low.

"Young Master, please," the maid said, bending at the waist and gesturing to lead the way. The floor, made of polished, beautiful jade, reflected Lin Yao's somewhat immature frame beneath his fine robes.

As the General Academic Official, the Lin family was incredibly wealthy, surpassed only by the officials who controlled the salt and iron trades.

Such a status had its pros and cons. The benefit was that he never had to worry about a lack of cultivation resources that could be solved with gold spirit coins.

The downside was what Lin Yao had realized from the start: in the eyes of other empires, his family's position was utterly useless.

The minds of the people on the Douluo Continent couldn't fathom what value such a position could possibly generate.

Since things had come to this, he would just have to awaken his spirit first.

Lin Yao walked to the room where the awakening ceremony was to be held, took a deep breath, and pushed open the door.

This spirit awakening room had been built the moment Lin Yao was born. Every point in the array was crafted from the most exquisite rare materials that could be purchased in the Douling Empire.

Although these things did not play a decisive role in the awakening itself, they still made the process much more comfortable.

It was clear that Lin Xueli cared deeply about his son's awakening ceremony.

Naturally, Lin Xueli did not have to perform the ceremony himself at his advanced age; instead, he had invited a vigorous and capable spirit master who, in Lin Yao's eyes, looked rather comical.

Why comical? Because his name was only one character different from the one who had awakened the spirit of the God King Tang San ten thousand years ago—Yu Yuntao.

Lin Yao looked at Yu Yuntao. According to Lin Xueli's introduction, this man was one of his former students, so no matter what kind of spirit Lin Yao awakened, this man would not spread the word, protecting Lin Yao to the greatest extent possible.

Yu Yuntao did not show the arrogance that many spirit masters held toward commoners; instead, he said to Lin Yao very gently, "Little Yao, stand in the center of the array."

Lin Yao set aside his thoughts and, filled with the anticipation of gaining extraordinary power, stepped onto the awakening array.

Once he stood in the center, Yu Yuntao stepped forward. A magic wolf figure surrounded by blue electric arcs emerged behind him.

Seven spirit rings of the optimal configuration appeared at his feet. Before Lin Yao could even consider whether this talent was good or bad in Douling, he saw Yu Yuntao extend his palm toward him. Spirit power slowly released from his palm, and the array began to glow with a strange light.

The light emitted by the high-grade rare materials was not blinding; rather, it had a warm, gentle quality. Lin Yao felt power surging through him, and then he heard Yu Yuntao instruct, "Feel this power, and guide the power within your heart to respond to it."

Watching the ceremony, Lin Xueli prayed silently in his heart. Just like a parent anxious about their child's grades during the college entrance exams in his past life, Lin Xueli had been fretting over Lin Yao's spirit for days.

Neither his nor his wife's spirits were particularly outstanding, so he had scoured both their family trees.

One generation of the Lin ancestors had once awakened a black sub-dragon spirit, and the best spirit in his wife's family line was a food-type apple spirit with five levels of innate spirit power.

Lin Xueli only hoped that Lin Yao's spirit inheritance would experience an atavism, returning to that ancestor with the black sub-dragon.

Just as Lin Yao began to feel the spirit power, a purple pillar of light suddenly erupted from his body.

The beam pierced through the roof of the Lin mansion and shot straight into the sky, vanishing into the clouds.

At that moment, Lin Yao saw a black giant dragon he knew all too well.

It was the final boss from a game he had played in his past life called Minecraft—the Ender Dragon—a milestone that almost every survival-mode player had to overcome.

The black dragon flapped its wings and merged into Lin Yao's body, leaving a black dragon-shaped tattoo on his skin. Outside, Lin Xueli also saw the phantom of the giant dragon appearing behind his son.

Immediately after, the purple light transformed into an eerie gold, and a golden apple glowing with a strange light appeared in Lin Yao's hand.

Lin Xueli's heart pounded. He knew exactly what this meant—a twin spirit! A talent equal to that of the existence who had become a god ten thousand years ago!!

Meanwhile, in the God Realm.

The God of Destruction, who rarely concerned himself with the affairs of the Douluo Continent, had uncharacteristically turned his gaze toward it today.

Just as he stepped out of his Palace of Destruction, preparing to get a good look at the source of that purple light, his wife, the Goddess of Life in her green dress, walked to his side.

"Little Purple, did you feel it too?" the Goddess of Life asked the God of Destruction, her red lips parting slightly.

The God of Destruction nodded slightly, his eyes unable to hide his joy. "Someone capable of carrying my Destruction God position has appeared... Little Green, have you also found someone capable of inheriting your Life God position?"

The Goddess of Life nodded and said to the God of Destruction, "Yes, perhaps we will soon be able to be liberated from our god positions... and it seems that the successors we have chosen are quite close to each other..."