Born More Than Two Hundred Years Early! Joining Spirit Hall and Cultivating Diligently for Three and a Half Years to Reach Level Ten!

Inside the dormitory for members of the Notting Branch Hall in Notting City.

A handsome youth sat cross-legged, engaged in meditative cultivation.

The surrounding heaven and earth spiritual energy quickly gathered at his dantian, helping him break through a bottleneck.

With a soft pop.

The spiritual energy inside his body unlatched, rushing out like a floodgate opening.

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, not a native, but a transmigrator.

He had come to this world nine and a half years ago. Three and a half years ago, which was when he turned six, he awakened his martial soul, a very ordinary Iron Rod. Fortunately, he possessed Innate Soul Power of rank three; as long as he did not give up and cultivated diligently, he could still become a soul master.

Although his Innate Soul Power was of a low rank, it was at least a tool martial soul, so he was invited to join Spirit Hall by a guide from that era, and he agreed.

After entering, he discovered that the timeline here was wrong.

The current Supreme Pontiff was neither Bibi Dong nor Qian Xunji, nor even Qian Daoliu.

Instead, it was a Supreme Pontiff named Qian Shengyuan, who was already a nine-ring Titled Douluo.

The other party had just given birth to a son not long ago, named Qian Yaoting.

In his past life, all the familiar character names from the first installment were completely absent.

Moreover, this Notting Branch Hall had neither Su Yuntao, Si Si, nor Ma Xiunuo.

There were even fewer legends of the Tang Sect, Tang San, and so on.

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

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

Deducing from various details, he knew that the timeline in which he had transmigrated to this Douluo Continent was likely before the first installment, roughly two hundred years prior.

If it were only a hundred years ago, he certainly would have heard the name of Qian Daoliu.

Yet there was none of that, 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, spending three and a half years to finally raise his soul power from rank three to today's level ten.

Whatever, I'll take it one step at a time. Being two hundred years early isn't necessarily a bad thing for me.

If I were in the same period as Tang San, without the blessing of a system and a cheat, I might not be able to compete with him.

But now the advantage is mine.

It's a pity, though, that my foreknowledge has also lost its effect. The only thing that still works is that Whale Rubber can be used to temper the physique and raise the upper limit of the soul ring age absorption. Over the years, I've also used my salary to buy some and secretly use them. They're all century-old ones with limited effects, but they really do work.

Aside from that, there's the matter of the Icefire Yin-Yang Well. Being two hundred years early, when the time is right for me in the future, I will definitely head to the Sunset Forest to search for this treasured land. Once I find it, I can defy the heavens and change my fate, guaranteeing at least a nine-ring Titled Douluo in the future.

Then my status in Spirit Hall will also rise accordingly, and securing an elder position at the very least wouldn't be bad either.

In this era, without a love-brained, crazy woman like Bibi Dong holding power, Spirit Hall can at least survive for over two hundred years.

I can also lay out plans for the future in advance regarding many matters.

As I said before, the advantage is mine!

As Li Long's thoughts surged in his mind, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl upward.

However, all of that was for the future.

The most important thing right now was to acquire his first soul ring and then continue raising his soul power level.

Gathering his thoughts, he raised his right hand.

A black iron rod appeared in the palm of his hand.

This was his martial soul.

When not truly in use, it looked like a small stick.

When the time came to actually use it, he could inject soul power to make it grow larger.

Its current maximum form was one and a half meters.

He could freely switch the size and length between one and a half meters and this small stick he currently held.

Spirit Hall members only need to break through a major realm to apply for a soul hunt. I can finally use it.

Putting away his martial soul, Li Long left the dormitory and walked straight toward the main hall area.

He arrived at the bailiff's office, where an elderly man was sitting in the main seat organizing archives.

This person was none other than Fanolan, the white-robed chief bailiff of the Notting City Spirit Branch Hall in this era.

This was a genuine Four-Ring Soul Ancestor.

"Little Long, is there something you need?"

Seeing the person arrive, the elderly man revealed a kind smile, put down the archives in his hand, and asked.

Over these years, he had seen Li Long's hard work firsthand, and he was a good, very hardworking seedling.

It was just a pity that the other's martial soul was too ordinary, merely a common iron rod, and his Innate Soul Power was only level three, which could be considered very low.

Without fortuitous encounters, he would at most reach a Four-Ring Soul Ancestor in this lifetime, just like him.

And the difficulty was very high, with his age also reaching around his.

In Spirit Hall, he belonged to the lower-middle tier of combat strength.

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

Naturally, this included powerful weapon martial souls, and the same went for staff-type ones.

Therefore, with a talent like Li Long's, he would not receive heavy reuse and resource inclination, but some minor benefits that should be there still existed, because after all, he was a member of Spirit Hall no matter what.

All cultivation still depended on Li Long himself.

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

"I've come to apply for help with soul hunting."

Li Long said with a smile.

Over these past three and a half years, this old man had taken quite good care of him, and the relationship between the two of them was still quite good.

The people of Spirit Hall were not as unbearable as the original text wrote; they were actually very good.

After all, the original text depicted things from Tang San's perspective.

That group of fellows naturally harbored hatred toward Spirit Hall, but he, Li Long, did not.

For civilian soul masters, joining Spirit Hall was indeed the best choice.

Because the remaining noble factions looked down on you.

"Oh? Level ten?"

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

"Going from level-three Innate Soul Power to level ten took you only three and a half years, an increase of seven levels."

"It seems the sweat of your bitter cultivation all these years was not in vain."

"Congratulations, little Long."

Hearing this, Fanolan's eyes lit up as he smiled.

Yet the next second, a look of regret appeared instead.

Relying on Li Long's unyielding drive, if his martial soul were a bit better and his Soul Power a bit higher, his future prospects would be limitless.

But it was a great pity that the other was restricted to death by his innate aptitude.

Even if he worked hard again now, a Four-Ring Soul Ancestor in the future was basically the ceiling.

Even if it were slightly higher, it would only be a Five-Ring Soul King.

This was definitely the peak of peaks.

It was impossible to progress any further.

"Yes, I am nine and a half."

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

Li Long said modestly.

"The resources from Spirit Hall only occupy a small portion; it is primarily your own hard work."

"Children with similar conditions to yours who join Spirit Hall also take about the same amount of resources as you, but they do not have your drive. Even some people whose Innate Soul Power is one level higher than yours cannot break through to level ten in such a short time."

Fanolan smiled.

"According to the rules, let's test your Soul Power first, just going through the motions."

After speaking, Fanolan took a blue ball out of his storage ring and placed it on the table.

Li Long stepped forward and extended his hand.

Hum!

Blue light illuminated.

Immediately following, two characters displayed.

10

This was a soul-testing ball that could specifically display Soul Power, and only a chief deacon could possess one.

"Very good, it is indeed level ten."

"This soul-hunting application meets the conditions, and I approve it."

"Rightly, my official duties are also finished, so I will personally take you on a trip to the Soul Hunting Forest to hunt the most suitable first soul ring for you."

Fanolan's smile grew even more satisfied.

Although Li Long was not worth looking at in the higher halls, he could be described as a genius over here at the branch hall.

It was a branch hall, and he was a promising genius here who could be focused on for cultivation.

Notting City was very small, and the branch hall's scale was naturally small as well; currently, Li Long was the most outstanding Soul Master here.

He valued him a great deal.

That was why he had personally made the trip.

Others did not have such treatment.

They were all led by some one-ring Soul Masters or two-ring Soul Grandmasters.