Spirit Awakening Pool, Things Don't Go as Planned, Plant Martial Soul

"Alright, alright, hurry up and spin it."

"I can't wait to transmigrate."

Lin Jing waved his hand. While he appeared indifferent on the surface, he was actually quite focused on this round of the draw.

Six years old would be fine, but what if he rolled a ten-year-old?

And then what if the next round gave him something like twelve levels of Spirit Power?

That would be unplayable!

Uh... actually, maybe, perhaps, it might still be playable...

"Six years old."

Just as Lin Jing was lost in his wild thoughts, the wheel stopped, and a cold, electronic voice rang out.

[Congratulations to the host for completing the pre-transmigration wheel.]

[Transmigration is about to begin. Please prepare yourself, host.]

The system's voice followed immediately.

Lin Jing was stunned. Prepare?

Prepare for what?

No one told him how to prepare!

Before Lin Jing could even ask, his vision went black.

Just like when he had hit the jackpot not long ago, he lost consciousness.

Lin Jing was enveloped in a ball of white light, drifting through the endless void.

No one knew how long he drifted before the ball of white light plunged headlong into a planet.

It was none other than—Douluo Planet!

Douluo Planet, Douluo Continent.

Heaven Dou Empire, Fasinuo Province.

Nuoding City, Holy Soul Village.

Inside the Spirit Awakening Hall.

In front of Tang San, a figure suddenly appeared; it was Lin Jing, who had just been enveloped in white light.

Su Yuntao was still awakening a child's Martial Soul and did not notice the extra person at all.

Even Tang San felt nothing amiss.

It was as if Lin Jing had always been standing there.

Their minds had been altered, and the person known as Lin Jing had been conjured out of thin air.

It wasn't just them; Old Jack and the others waiting outside were the same.

They all believed that Lin Jing had grown up in Holy Soul Village, right under their very noses.

"A rusty hoe," Su Yuntao said expressionlessly. "No innate Spirit Power."

"Next."

Lin Jing was startled awake by his voice. Just as he was about to react, he was shocked by the scene before him.

Then, memories flooded in like a tide.

It reminded him of his current situation.

So... this is the Douluo Continent?

Lin Jing thought to himself. Looking at the surrounding environment, this must be the village's Spirit Awakening Hall.

And that man was the Spirit Master sent by the Spirit Hall.

Looking toward Su Yuntao, Lin Jing's eyes were full of curiosity.

Tsk, tsk, tsk.

This Martial Soul must be a wolf; it's so cool. And these Spirit Rings—even though they're one white and one yellow, they're truly breathtaking.

Suddenly, as if remembering something, Lin Jing shouted in his heart:

"System, come out! What about my Martial Soul!"

"Did you miss a draw or something!"

Lin Jing was very anxious because the line was moving forward bit by bit, and it would soon be his turn.

[Oh, host, don't be so impatient.]

The system's somewhat lazy voice sounded.

[We haven't reached the step of drawing the Martial Soul yet.]

"We haven't?"

Lin Jing calmed down a little.

"What do you mean we haven't!"

"It's about to be my turn, for heaven's sake!"

No matter how much Lin Jing roared, the system ignored him.

"Hmph!"

Lin Jing snorted. I don't need you; my Martial Soul won't be bad either!

"You want me to draw? I won't even draw!"

Inside the Spirit Awakening Hall, most of the children had finished their awakening, leaving only Lin Jing and Tang San.

Seeing it was his turn, Lin Jing stepped forward.

A smile hung on his youthful face.

"Uncle, let's begin."

Su Yuntao also smiled. Lin Jing's youthful face already showed promise, which greatly increased Su Yuntao's favor.

Compared to the "coal ball" behind him, the difference was clear.

"Feel it with your heart and guide the Martial Soul hidden in your dantian."

Su Yuntao's patience grew a bit, and he even reached out to pat Lin Jing on the head.

Lin Jing: Big brother, that's a bit presumptuous.

Creepy guy, seriously creepy!

The next moment, Su Yuntao began to inject Spirit Power into the Awakening Stone.

Golden light flared, enveloping Lin Jing.

Just then, the surroundings seemed to fall into a sudden stillness.

The halos that had just emerged froze in mid-air.

[Ding!]

[Detected that the plot has reached a key node. Now opening the Martial Soul wheel draw pool for the host.]

"Oh, nice!"

Lin Jing instantly put on an expression of enjoyment.

"System, I knew you were waiting for this moment!"

"Come on, I can't wait!"

The Thunder System didn't bicker with Lin Jing over his previous words, or perhaps it was just too lazy to do so.

On the ceiling of the Awakening Hall, an illusory wheel appeared.

It was exactly the same as the one in the system space.

The wheel was titled "Martial Soul Talent."

The contents included: Ultimate Martial Soul, Conceptual Martial Soul, Body Martial Soul, Mutated Martial Soul, Plant Martial Soul, Tool Martial Soul, and Beast Martial Soul.

Among them, Beast Martial Soul and Tool Martial Soul took up the largest share.

The last thing Lin Jing wanted to draw was a Plant Martial Soul, because among plant-type Martial Souls, the proportion of useless ones was far too high.

"Spin!"

The wheel spun rapidly.

The world is always like this;

Things don't go as planned,

The more you fear something, the more likely it is to happen.

The wheel finally stopped on the Plant Martial Soul, the one Lin Jing least wanted to see.

However, he wasn't discouraged; there were powerful existences among plant-type Martial Souls, such as:

Various types of Immortal Herbs, the Blue Silver Emperor, the Thunder Hell Vine, and so on.

Lost in Lin Jing's thoughts, the wheel had already entered the Plant Martial Soul draw pool.

[Congratulations to the host for drawing a Plant Martial Soul. Entering the Plant Martial Soul draw pool.]

"Just draw it."

The wheel expanded to double its size. There were at least a thousand types of Martial Souls on it, and Lin Jing was dazzled.

He could only wave his hand helplessly and wait for the result.

"Can I skip this?"

Lin Jing had lost interest in this unoriginal wheel and asked directly.

[Ding!]

[Congratulations to the host for drawing a plant-type Martial Soul: Blue Silver Grass.]

[Entering the innate Spirit Power draw pool.]

Lin Jing: ?

"What the hell do you mean Blue Silver Grass!" Lin Jing shouted out loud.

Time in the surroundings was paused, so he had no concerns.

[Wasn't it the host who said to skip it...]

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"I was just asking!"

"Asking! Do you understand!"

"I don't care, this is your fault, I want a redraw!"

"I suspect you're setting me up!"

Lin Jing crossed his arms, which, combined with his six-year-old appearance, gave him a rather unique look.

[Well... alright.]

The system was silent for a moment, and the wheel switched back to the Plant Martial Soul draw pool.

Before Lin Jing could say anything, the wheel started spinning.

Lin Jing didn't mind; it wouldn't be good to push the system too far.

Finally, the wheel stopped, and the indicator pointed steadily at...

Blue Silver Grass.

Lin Jing's eyes nearly popped out of his head, his face full of, System, are you messing with me?

"You rigged it for me!"

Lin Jing pointed directly at the illusory azure light screen.

"You definitely rigged it! Do it again, and you only start when I say start!"

This time, Lin Jing's protest received no response, as the wheel had already switched to the innate Spirit Power draw pool.

After waiting for a while and seeing the system still playing dead,

Lin Jing curled his lip helplessly. "Spin."

Receiving the command, the wheel began to turn.

Three seconds later, it stopped at level ten.

"System, my behavior just now was a bit extreme, don't take it to heart."

Lin Jing leaned toward the azure light screen and laughed sheepishly.

I'll endure it!

Sooner or later, I, Lin Jing, will avenge today's rigged draw!

If I draw such a trash Martial Soul and then lose the system, I'll really be finished.