A Blessed Buddha Statue?

A Blessed Buddha Statue?

"Isn't entanglement a plant's instinct? Does Blue Silver Entanglement even deserve to be called a soul skill?"

"What a waste of a spirit ring slot! In my opinion, a plant-type martial soul should absorb a plant-type soul beast so that the martial soul can absorb its traits and achieve its own evolution, instead of looking for some Datura Snake and getting a useless soul skill like this. What a bullshit master, he's simply misleading the youth!"

Early in the morning, a delicate-looking young man slurped his noodles while browsing a webnovel on his phone. When he reached a certain paragraph, he immediately lost his temper, his twenty-six-key pinyin input method tapping rapidly as he started his daily ranting mode.

"Lin Yan, eat faster. Today is your first day of work for your internship, don't be late on day one." A woman's voice came from the kitchen.

"Mom, I know, I'm leaving right now, I definitely won't be late."

The young man called Lin Yan stood up, casually closed the novel reading page, picked up the handbag beside him, and prepared to leave. Just then, a middle-aged woman wearing an apron walked quickly out of the kitchen.

"Wait, this is a Buddha statue Mom went to the temple to pray for you yesterday. This is a Buddha statue blessed by a master, it's a treasure. Wearing it on your body will bless your safety."

With that, the middle-aged woman hung a small golden Buddha statue around Lin Yan's neck.

Lin Yan didn't believe in Buddhism, so he naturally didn't feel much about this Buddha statue. However, considering his mother's kind intentions, he honestly put on the Buddha statue.

"Mom, I'm leaving then!"

As he spoke, Lin Yan had already pushed the door open and walked out.

Today was his first day of work, and naturally he didn't want to be late.

When he arrived at the bus stop to take the bus to the subway station according to the commuting route he had planned out the day before, a large truck on the side of the road suddenly went out of control and charged straight toward the bus platform.

By the time Lin Yan noticed the out-of-control truck, the front of the vehicle was less than ten meters away from him!

For an out-of-control truck, such a distance was merely a matter of an instant.

At the very last moment of his life, Lin Yan thought of the Buddha statue on his neck.

What happened to the blessing that was supposed to keep him safe?

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Clearwater Village was named because there was a ten-meter-wide stream beside the village.

The entire village had fifty households, numbering two hundred people in total, young and old, who made their living by farming and hunting.

In a small courtyard at the foot of the mountain, a faint candlelight flickered slightly, and a child of about five or six years old suddenly woke up from a dream.

Another nightmare! Lin Yan rubbed his head.

He had experienced this nightmare countless times over the six years since his rebirth, concerning how he had suddenly died a violent death in his previous life. Every time he had it, he mentally cursed that Buddha statue all over again—what kind of bullshit blessing was that?

It must have been an evil blessing, otherwise how could he have been so unlucky the moment he put on this Buddha statue?

That's right, he had been reborn, reborn with his memories, and had come to the world where Douluo Continent was located.

Although it sounded incredible, it was indeed true. Over the past six years, through various channels and repeated verifications, he finally confirmed that this was indeed the Douluo Continent, which possessed martial souls and soul masters.

However, he still didn't know which time period the Douluo Continent he was in belonged to.

The only thing he could be sure of was that by this time period, Spirit Hall had already perished.

If Spirit Hall still existed, the soul masters under Spirit Hall's command would send a batch of people to travel across the continent every year, coming to various villages to help ordinary civilians awaken their martial souls.

Yet such people were ones Lin Yan had never seen during his years here.

If this world truly was the Douluo Continent he knew from the novel, then Spirit Hall was mostly finished by this time, destroyed at the hands of the ice-clean and jade-pure Tang San.

Early the next morning, after waking up from his sleep, Lin Yan was immediately called up by his mother to eat.

This was an exquisitely beautiful young woman, one who could even be described with the four characters "stunning the country and city."

Although she was dressed plainly, it didn't affect her innate beauty in the slightest.

And Lin Yan also inherited this outstanding advantage from his mother, looking rather handsome and being a total little cutie. If he were in his previous life, he felt that with this face he could directly debut as a child star.

The mother of his current life was named Lin Yueyao, and he took his mother's surname.

As for why he didn't take his father's surname, he wasn't particularly clear either.

Because he had never seen his father.

Ever since he could remember, there was only his mother as a relative by his side. He had also asked his mother about various things regarding his father, but she never breathed a word about it. Therefore, even though he was six years old, Lin Yan still didn't know the slightest bit of information about his father.

While they were eating, three children led by their parents visited their home, bringing gifts with them.

However, they weren't expensive gifts, merely some chicken, duck, fish, meat, and eggs.

At the head of them was an old man, who was none other than the head of Clearwater Village.

Upon seeing him, Lin Yan immediately and politely cried out, "Grandpa Village Chief!"

"Ah, little Yan is truly well-behaved." The village chief's withered palm affectionately stroked Lin Yan's head, and then he apologetically said to Lin Yueyao, "Yueyao, today three children in our village have turned six and need to awaken their martial souls. To disturb you this early, I'm truly sorry."

Everyone born on Douluo Continent could participate in the martial soul awakening ceremony when they turned six. This was a matter concerning one's entire life, because it directly determined whether one could become a soul master.

And only by becoming a soul master could one become a member of the upper class on Douluo Continent.

Otherwise, one was nothing more than an insignificant ant.

Awakening a martial soul required a soul master to personally take action.

And the village chief leading these people to Lin Yan's home was precisely because Lin Yan's mother was a soul master!

This matter dated back to when Lin Yan was three years old.

At that time, the people in the village didn't know Lin Yueyao was a soul master, and awakening martial souls required spending a large sum of money to go to a nearby major city to find a specialized institution.

It wasn't until that day that a group of horse bandits charged into the village.

This wasn't an ordinary group of horse bandits; among them were actually three soul masters—one Three-Ring Soul Elder and two One-Ring Soul Masters.

Once someone became a soul master, they transcended ordinary mortals, and their combat power was completely incomparable to ordinary people.

Facing ordinary people, a Three-Ring Soul Elder could easily take on a hundred by themselves. Therefore, this group of ferocious horse bandits was simply not something the ordinary peasants and folk of Clearwater Village could resist.

Seeing that they were about to start a massacre, Lin Yueyao, who had always lived in seclusion in the village and kept a low profile, stood forward.

She manifested six spirit rings and summoned her martial soul—a short-handled black Spiked Club. With a single swing, the bandit leader who possessed soul elder cultivation directly dropped dead on the spot. In less than a minute, more than thirty horse bandits were all cut down beneath her horse.

From then on, the people of the village learned of Lin Yueyao's identity as a soul master.

At first, the villagers felt a certain awe toward Lin Yueyao. Six spirit rings meant she was a soul Emperor.

Although a soul Emperor wasn't considered a top-tier powerhouse among the major factions on Douluo Continent, to these ordinary people, she was definitely a high-and-mighty big shot.

Even so, Lin Yueyao remained very kind to the villagers.

As time went on, people began asking her to help awaken their martial souls.

"It's fine, come on in!" Lin Yueyao said with a smile.