Born Over Two Hundred Years Early! Joining Spirit Hall, Reaching Level Ten After Three and a Half Years of Hard Training!

In Notting City, inside the Spirit Hall branch members' dormitory.

A handsome youth sat cross-legged, meditating in cultivation.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth rapidly gathered around him and flowed into his dantian, helping him break through his bottleneck.

With a soft pop.

The spiritual energy within his body burst through like floodwaters pouring from opened gates.

"Three and a half years... I've finally broken through to level ten!"

The youth opened his eyes, took a deep breath, and revealed an excited expression.

His name was Li Long. He was not a native of this world, but a transmigrator.

He had arrived in this world nine and a half years ago. Three and a half years ago, when he was six, he awakened his martial soul. It was an utterly ordinary iron staff, but fortunately, he possessed innate level-three soul power. As long as he did not give up and cultivated diligently, he could still become a soul master.

Although his innate soul power was low, it was at least a weapon martial soul. Thus, Spirit Hall's guide at the time invited him to join Spirit Hall, and he agreed.

Only after joining did he realize that something was wrong with the timeline.

The current Pope was neither Bibi Dong, nor Qian Xunji, much less Qian Daoliu.

Instead, it was a Pope named Qian Shengyuan, who was already a nine-ringed Titled Douluo.

Not long ago, the man had just had a son named Qian Yaoting.

None of the familiar names from the first part of his previous life existed.

Nor were Su Yuntao, Si Si, or Ma Xiunuo present in this Notting Branch Hall.

There were even no legends of the Tang Sect, Tang San, or anyone else.

However, the Heaven Dou Empire and Star Luo Empire already existed.

The emperor of the Heaven Dou Empire was not named Xue Ye either.

Judging from all these details, he knew that the timeline he had transmigrated into on the Douluo Continent was likely before the first part, roughly two hundred years earlier.

If it had only been one hundred years earlier, he would definitely have heard Qian Daoliu's name.

Yet he had not, so he pushed the timeline back another hundred years.

That made it two hundred years ago.

Ever since joining Spirit Hall, he had cultivated more diligently than ordinary people. After spending three and a half years, he had finally raised his soul power from level three to level ten.

"Never mind. I'll take things one step at a time. Being born two hundred years early may not be a bad thing for me."

"If I were in the same era as Tang San, without a system or a golden finger to support me, I might not be able to compete with him."

"But now, the advantage is mine."

"Still, it's a pity that my foreknowledge has become useless. The only thing that remains useful is whale glue, which can temper the body and raise the maximum age limit of soul rings one can absorb. Over the years, I've bought some with my wages and used it in secret. They were only hundred-year whale glues, so the effects were limited, but they were indeed useful."

"Besides that, there is the Icefire Yin-Yang Well. Since I'm two hundred years early, once the time is right in the future, I must go to Sunset Forest and find that precious land. As long as I find it, I'll be able to defy fate and change my destiny. At the very least, I'll become a nine-ringed Titled Douluo in the future."

"Then my status in Spirit Hall will rise accordingly. Becoming an elder at the very least would be pretty good."

"In this era, that lovesick lunatic Bibi Dong isn't in power. Spirit Hall will survive for at least another two hundred years."

"I can also make plans for many things in advance."

"As I said, the advantage is mine!"

As Li Long's thoughts churned, the corners of his mouth rose uncontrollably.

But those were matters for later.

At present, the most important thing was obtaining his first soul ring and continuing to raise his soul power level.

Gathering his thoughts, he raised his right hand.

A black iron staff appeared in his palm.

This was his martial soul.

When it was not actually in use, it took the form of a small stick.

When he truly needed to use it, he could inject soul power into it and enlarge it.

Its largest form at present was one and a half meters.

He could freely alter its size and length between one and a half meters and its current small-stick form.

"As long as Spirit Hall members break through a major realm, they can apply for a soul hunt. I can finally use it."

Retracting his martial soul, Li Long left the dormitory and headed straight toward the main hall area.

He arrived at the deacon's office, where an old man sat at the head seat, organizing files.

This man was Fanolan, the white-robed chief deacon of the Notting City Spirit Hall branch in this era.

He was a genuine four-ringed Soul Ancestor.

"Xiaolong, what is it?"

Seeing who had arrived, the old man revealed a kindly smile, set down the files in his hands, and asked.

Over the years, he had witnessed Li Long's diligence. He was a hardworking young talent.

It was just a pity that his martial soul was too ordinary, merely a common iron staff, while his innate soul power was only level three, which was very low.

Without a lucky opportunity, he would reach at most the four-ringed Soul Ancestor realm in this life, just like Fanolan.

And even that would be extremely difficult, requiring him to reach an age close to Fanolan's.

Within Spirit Hall, that placed him among the lower-middle ranks of combat power.

Spirit Hall had been passed down for ten thousand years and never lacked geniuses or monstrous talents.

This naturally included powerful weapon martial souls, including staff-type ones.

Therefore, talent like Li Long's would not receive much special attention or resource allocation. Still, he would receive some minor benefits, since he was a Spirit Hall member no matter what.

As for cultivation, it would ultimately depend on Li Long himself.

"Grandpa Fanolan, good news. I just broke through to level ten, so I can hunt for my first soul ring."

"I'm here to apply for assistance with a soul hunt."

Li Long said with a smile.

Over the past three and a half years, this old man had taken good care of him, and the two shared a fairly good relationship.

The people of Spirit Hall were not as terrible as they had been written in the original work. They were actually quite good.

After all, the original work had been written from Tang San's perspective.

Those people were born with hatred toward Spirit Hall, but Li Long was not.

For commoner soul masters, joining Spirit Hall truly was the best choice.

Because the other noble factions looked down on them.

"Oh? Level ten already?"

"Three and a half years. You're nine and a half years old this year."

"You went from innate level-three soul power to level ten in only three and a half years, improving by seven levels."

"It seems your years of arduous cultivation and sweat were not wasted."

"Congratulations, Xiaolong."

Fanolan's eyes lit up as he spoke with a smile.

However, the next moment, a regretful expression appeared on his face.

With Li Long's unyielding drive, if his martial soul had been better and his soul power higher, his future potential would have been limitless.

But unfortunately, he was shackled by his innate aptitude.

No matter how hard he worked now, the four-ringed Soul Ancestor realm would basically be his ceiling in the future.

Even if he went a little further, he would only become a five-ringed Soul King.

That was absolutely the peak of peaks.

It would be impossible for him to improve any further.

"Yes, I'm nine and a half years old."

"This is also thanks to Spirit Hall's cultivation."

Li Long said modestly.

"Spirit Hall's resources only account for a small part of it. Your own effort is what truly matters."

"Children with conditions similar to yours who join Spirit Hall receive roughly the same resources as you, yet they do not possess your drive. Even some whose innate soul power is one level higher than yours could not break through to level ten in such a short time."

Fanolan said with a smile.

"According to the rules, test your soul power first. It's just a formality."

After saying that, Fanolan took out a blue sphere from his storage ring and placed it on the table.

Li Long stepped forward and extended his hand.

Buzz!

Blue light illuminated the room.

Then, two characters appeared.

10

This was a soul power testing orb that could display soul power precisely. Only chief deacons could possess one.

"Very good. It is indeed level ten."

"This soul-hunting application meets the requirements. I approve it."

"My official business is also finished. I'll personally take you to the Soul Hunting Forest and obtain the most suitable first soul ring for you."

Fanolan's smile became even more satisfied.

Although Li Long was nothing remarkable in the higher halls, he could be described as a genius here at the branch hall.

He was the branch hall's talented young seedling, someone worth focusing on.

Notting City was small, so the branch hall was naturally small as well. At present, Li Long was the most outstanding soul master here.

Fanolan valued him greatly.

That was why he was personally taking action.

Others did not receive such treatment.

They were usually taken by one-ringed soul masters or two-ringed Grand Soul Masters.