Douluo Continent, southwest of Heaven Dou Empire, Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
As the wealthiest sect among the upper three sects, today's Seven Treasure deliberation hall appeared exceptionally solemn.
All around the hall, pillars carved from entire blocks of glowing white jade emitted a faint radiance, and right in the center of the hall, the once-a-month martial soul awakening ceremony was underway.
"Next, Gu En."
A voice as warm as jade sounded, and the one speaking was none other than the master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Ning Fengzhi. He wore a pristine white robe and a jade crown, a gentle breeze of a smile always hanging at the corners of his mouth.
At Ning Fengzhi's sides sat two towering figures heavy as Mount Tai.
The person on the left had scattered white hair, his entire being like an unsheathed sharp sword, and the fierce sword qi caused the surrounding air to distort faintly. He was Sword Douluo Chen Xin.
The person on the right had a thin, skeleton-like build with sunken eye sockets, looking somewhat gloomy, but at this moment his hollow eyes were filled with tension and anticipation. He was Bone Douluo Gu Rong.
"En'er, don't be afraid, step into the center of the formation," Gu Rong said, his voice hoarse yet carrying unmasked affection.
Gu En took a deep breath and stepped toward the six black awakening stones.
He was not a native of this world, but a transmigrator. Having arrived in this world for six years, he was very clear on his identity: the biological grandson of Bone Douluo Gu Rong, and the designated future protector within the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
Beside him stood a little girl tugging at her hemline and staring unblinkingly at him with big eyes.
That was Ning Rongrong, the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, and also his nominal fiancée. At this time, Ning Rongrong had not yet gone to Shrek Academy; although somewhat willful, she was much more well-behaved in front of Gu En.
"Brother Gu En, you can do it!" Ning Rongrong waved her small fist.
Gu En returned a reassuring look and stepped into the formation.
Ning Fengzhi personally made a move, injecting soul power gently. Instantly, a pale golden light enveloped Gu En.
"Hum--"
An extreme chill and a sense of dead silence instantly erupted from within Gu En's body.
The light in the originally spacious and bright hall seemed to be swallowed up in an instant. Behind Gu En, space began to distort violently, and giant pillars of bone emitting a ghastly white luster broke through the air, rapidly reassembling in the sky.
"Roar--"
A mournful and desolate dragon roar resounded through the clouds.
A huge bone dragon projection emerged. It lacked flesh and blood, its entire body composed of crystal-clear white bones, and ghost-blue flames of soul burned in its eye sockets. Most bizarrely, this bone dragon was wreathed in circles of pitch-black spatial rifts.
"This is... Bone Dragon martial soul!"
Ning Fengzhi revealed a look of joy.
"The intensity of this martial soul upon awakening means you are destined for greatness in the future and can protect my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect for hundreds of years more."
"Hahahaha! Good! As expected of my Gu Rong's grandson!" Gu Rong abruptly stood up, laughing heartily, so excited that the joints of his entire body rattled.
However, at this moment, a sudden change occurred!
Just when everyone thought the awakening was over, a piercing pain suddenly came from the palm of Gu En's left hand.
A violent, bloodthirsty red aura filled with vitality yet extreme danger erupted without warning from his left hand.
"Crack--"
The white marble floorboards beneath his feet instantly shattered, and a rich, nearly substantive red light soared into the sky, directly suppressing the ghost-blue light of the bone dragon.
Above Gu En's left hand, a dark red giant dragon projection covered in scales as fine as rubies slowly emerged. Completely contrary to the dead silence of the bone dragon, this dragon was filled with an extreme aesthetic of violence, and hot true dragon blood seemed to flow beneath every single scale.
"This... what is this?" Sword Douluo Chen Xin abruptly pressed the Seven Killings Sword at his waist, his gaze as sharp as a sword. "Twin Martial Souls?!"
Ning Fengzhi's smile froze on his face, replaced by endless shock.
Bone dragon, blood dragon.
One deathly and one alive, one defensive and one offensive.
Two completely different true dragon mights collided within the deliberation hall, actually stirring up visible ripples of soul power.
Gu En only felt that his body was about to burst apart, gritting his teeth as he stared fixedly at the soul-measuring crystal before him.
Ning Fengzhi handed the crystal ball to Gu En with trembling hands.
The moment Gu En's hand touched the crystal, the originally transparent crystal ball was instantly dyed half-black and half-red, the dazzling light so bright that people could not keep their eyes open.
"Innate Full Soul Power?" Ning Fengzhi took a deep breath, his voice somewhat hoarse. "No... the intensity of this light is probably more than level ten!"
"Heaven bless my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect!"
Gu Rong flashed to Gu En's side, pressing his large hand onto Gu En's shoulder with tears streaming down his weathered face: "Good grandson, good grandson! From today on, let's see who still dares to say my Bone Dragon lineage has no successor!"
Ning Rongrong was already dumbfounded at this point. She ran over, curiously wanting to touch the blood dragon projection on Gu En's left hand, but was forced back a step by that violent aura.
Gu En retracted his martial soul, panting weakly as he felt the surging power within his body.
That very night after the awakening ceremony, in a secluded courtyard in the back mountains of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
This was Gu Rong's residence, and also the place where Gu En had lived since childhood.
At this moment, the stone table in the courtyard was laden with various exquisite soul beast meats and rare fruits, any single one of which, if taken outside, would be enough to make ordinary soul masters strive for a lifetime.
"Brother Gu En, look quickly, this is the Meridian-Nourishing Fruit I asked Dad to take specially from the treasury; it's the best thing for newly awakened soul meridians."
Like a cheerful little magpie, Ning Rongrong fluttered around Gu En, holding a crystal-clear blue fruit in her hands and offering it to Gu En's mouth like presenting a treasure.
Six-year-old Ning Rongrong had skin as white as snow and bright, sparkling eyes. Although she already vaguely showed the spoiled tendencies of a future "little witch," in front of Gu En, she displayed far more reliance and pride.
Gu En smiled, opened his mouth, and took a bite. A cool surge of energy instantly flowed through his throat and spread throughout his body, nourishing the meridians that had just been awakened.
"Rong Rong, when I awakened today, weren't you scared?" Gu En teased.
Ning Rongrong's small face flushed slightly, and she gave a proud, haughty huff, placing her hands on her hips: "No way! I was... I was just dazzled by how handsome your second martial soul was! Brother Gu En, you're a twin martial soul genius from now on, you must protect me well, or else I'll have Grandpa Sword skin you alive!"
"Just Grandpa Sword? Your grandfather wouldn't bear to." Gu En looked toward the courtyard entrance.
Space distorted slightly, and Gu Rong's tall yet somewhat chilly figure appeared out of thin air, though at this moment his face was full of affectionate smiles. "Haha, Rong Rong is right. En'er, your status is different now than before.
From today on, apart from the sect's forbidden grounds, you can enter and exit as you please, and all cultivation resources will be given to you with priority."
Before you continue