Awakening Martial Souls, 1000 Little Guga?!

"Brother Lin Xiao, stop sleeping! We're going to awaken our Martial Souls!"

A soft, milky voice jolted Lin Xiao right out of his slumber.

"Rongrong, let me sleep for another five minutes... You wore me out completely last night... I'm sleepy..."

Lin Xiao was too lazy to even lift his eyelids, burying his head in the pillow as he muttered vaguely, his whole body radiating the weariness of someone who refused to get out of bed.

"Get up, get up! Dad has been urging us for ages!"

Ning Rongrong reached out, grabbed the quilt, and pulled hard upward, trying to drag the person inside the bedding out.

"Alright, alright, I'm getting up right now, hah~"

Lin Xiao stretched, rubbing his butt with hazy, sleep-filled eyes.

He was a transmigrator who had literally dropped dead from anger in college when someone stole his takeout delivery.

When he first arrived in this world he had no parents, but luckily the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect took him in.

Because of his striking looks and a belly full of novel stories that could not be heard anywhere else, he had captured the interest of the young Ning Rongrong from an early age.

The little girl stuck to him every day, chasing after him to hear stories.

From the Calabash Brothers splitting mountains to save their grandfather, to the Transformers turning the Heavenly Palace upside down, all kinds of messy tales were made up off the top of his head, charming Ning Rongrong into complete fascination.

Ning Fengzhi and the others in the sect did not try to stop this either.

The little princess did not have many playmates on ordinary days, and having someone to accompany her in brawls and to pass the time actually left everyone quite happy to see it.

After washing up.

Ning Rongrong grabbed Lin Xiao's hand and jogged toward the main hall.

The main hall was already properly arranged, and several sect disciples in charge of Martial Soul awakening had been waiting there for a long time.

Ning Fengzhi stood in the center of the main hall, a gentle smile appearing on his face when he saw the two children run in.

"Rongrong, Lin Xiao, you two are the only ones left."

Ning Rongrong let go of his hand, walked over to the awakening spot, and did not forget to turn her head and blink at the Lin Xiao beside her.

"Brother Lin Xiao, let's awaken together and see what kind of powerful Martial Souls the two of us can get."

"Right~ Good luck, Rongrong, make sure you don't get surpassed by me."

Lin Xiao smiled on the outside, but inside he was constantly complaining.

As the little princess of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, what else could her Martial Soul possibly be besides the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda?

There was no suspense at all.

But right now, he was relying on the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect for his meals.

These gorgeous clothes, delicious delicacies, and perfect living quarters were things he had never been able to experience in his previous life.

So what more was there to say?

Providing emotional value with all his might was enough!

Everything for a better life~

After hearing this, Ning Rongrong lifted her little head and puffed out her cheeks stubbornly.

"Hmph! I won't lose! When my Martial Soul comes out, it'll definitely be super powerful!"

Ning Fengzhi on the main seat watched the two children bicker, a faint smile carrying on the corners of his mouth.

"Begin."

Ning Rongrong obediently walked into the awakening array.

Buzz--!

A moment later, a crisp glazed chiming sound suddenly resounded through the entire main hall.

Dazzling seven-colored light burst forth from Ning Rongrong's palms, and layers upon layers of glazed light and shadow condensed into shape.

In the end, a small, exquisite, crystal-clear seven-story Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda steadily hovered above her little hand.

"Martial Soul, Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda! Now testing the Soul Power rank... rank... rank 9!!"

As these words fell, the entire main hall instantly fell dead silent.

A sharp glint flashed in Ning Fengzhi's eyes! He strode forward, his gaze locked tightly onto the crystal ball, his face filled with shock and wild joy.

"Rank 9... It really is rank 9!! My Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect has produced peerless talent!"

It was no wonder he was this emotional; the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda had a flaw, which was that one could never break through rank 80 in their lifetime.

And breaking this restriction was the long-cherished wish of generations of clansmen!

Now Rongrong's innate Soul Power was rank 9; she was the person most likely to break that restriction!!

Ning Rongrong inside the array did not yet understand what this meant in such an exaggerated way, and only seeing the shock of the people around her, she clapped her little hands happily and turned her head to look smugly at Lin Xiao on the side.

"Haha! Brother Lin Xiao! I'm innate rank 9! There's no way you can surpass me now!"

"Rongrong is truly amazing! I concede defeat."

Lin Xiao gave a thumbs-up, looking full of admiration.

Hearing the praise, Ning Rongrong's little face flushed red.

Her tail was practically sticking up in the air as she hopped up and down inside the summoning array.

"Hehe, it's your turn, Big Brother Lin Xiao!"

The gazes of everyone around instantly fell onto Lin Xiao.

Some were curious, some jealous, and others were waiting to watch a good show.

Ning Fengzhi also restrained his prior excitement, looking at him with a smile.

"Lin Xiao, go on in."

Lin Xiao took a deep breath, lifted his foot, and stepped into the faintly glowing Awakening Array.

On Douluo Continent, it was ultimately strength that reigned supreme.

Win or lose, everything depended on this single gamble!

Companionship and affection were worth less than dirt in the face of an absolute gap in talent.

The reason he could be treated kindly in the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect and accompany Ning Rongrong as she grew up carefree was thanks to his obedient company.

However, Martial Soul awakening was the watershed that divided statuses.

If he could awaken a decent Martial Soul with decent innate soul power, he would still be the youth treated kindly by the sect and could continue staying by Ning Rongrong's side.

Yet once his Martial Soul turned out to be trash—a common farming tool, a useless Martial Soul, with very low or even no innate soul power—

let alone continuing to enjoy his current life, given Ning Fengzhi's temperament, he would be directly relegated to a miscellaneous chores disciple and demoted to a servant.

"Hoo..."

As the awakening stones began to glow.

At this moment, Lin Xiao ignored the system's voice, feeling only a rush of heat all over his body as if something was about to burst out.

With a flash of light, a physical entity popped out—one meter two tall, chubby, and wearing a black and white penguin mascot suit. Its belly was white, its limbs were very short, and it had yellow penguin flippers on its feet.

A girl's face poked out from the penguin beak of the hood, with short black hair, blue eyes, and a slightly flushed face.

Guga blinked its eyes and looked around.

"Guga?"

Then, as if confirming something, it excitedly spread its arms and shouted.

"Gugugaga!!"

Lin Xiao's mouth twitched.

No... why on earth did he conjure up a Guga?

Yet before he could even speak, the light of the Awakening Array surged once more!

The first Guga was still cheering in place, and the next second, small figures sprang out one after another from Lin Xiao's body, non-stop!

One, two, ten...

A dense swarm of Gugas poured forth endlessly, every single one of them dressed in a penguin suit.

Each of them was so identical that it was the nightmare of anyone with facial blindness!

"Don't squeeze me, Guga!"

"Guga!"

"There's an Oranges! Guga!"

In the span of just a few seconds, a full 1,000 Gugas frantically crammed the entire grand hall.

Their little bodies shoved past each other, hopping and jumping; some darted about wildly, while others pushed and shoved each other in horseplay.

In an instant, they packed the spacious grand hall so tightly that not even a single drop of water could leak through, leaving no room to even set a foot down.

"Hey hey hey! What is this thing? Stop tugging at my pants!"

"Back! Back! Back!"

"What kind of Martial Soul is this?! Why are there so many penguin runts!"

The guards and the children who had already finished awakening in the grand hall were forced back step by step by the squeeze, their bodies swaying left and right.

Underfoot, little ones kept darting back and forth from time to time, nearly tripping people over several times straight.