Body Martial Soul and Doro

"Little Guga, aren't you going to awaken your Martial Soul today?"

A middle-aged man looked at the six-year-old boy carrying a six-hundred-year Great White Shark over his shoulder and asked.

The little boy wore a penguin onesie. He was incredibly cute and chubby-looking.

The little boy was named Jiang Lan. He was a transmigrator who had been sent to the world of Douluo Continent by a mud truck while scrolling short videos as he crossed the street, then reincarnated as the male version of Little Guga.

After becoming Little Guga, he had been adopted by Bo Saixi and became a member of Sea God Island.

Jiang Lan froze for a moment before asking, "Is today the day Martial Souls awaken?"

The middle-aged man's lips twitched. Looking at the Great White Shark on Jiang Lan's shoulder, which was three times larger than Jiang Lan himself, he had no idea where to begin criticizing.

"Y-yes... Today is the day every city awakens Martial Souls. All the children of the right age are here." The man wiped the sweat from his forehead. "Where did you run off to so early in the morning?"

Jiang Lan tossed the Great White Shark from his shoulder onto the ground. The impact made the ground tremble. He patted his little hands. "I went for morning training and caught a fish for breakfast while I was at it."

The middle-aged man looked down at the Great White Shark, whose teeth were longer than his fingers, then at the tiny child who barely reached above his knees, and fell into a long silence.

A six-hundred-year Great White Shark was considered formidable among hundred-year Soul Beasts. Even Soul Masters had to form teams before daring to challenge one.

This kid had carried one back alone, called it morning training, and even said it was breakfast?

"See you, Uncle. I'm going to awaken my Martial Soul, guga."

After saying that, Jiang Lan's two short legs churned rapidly beneath his penguin onesie, and he vanished in a flash.

He was so fast that he left a trail of tiny footprints on the ground, with even the dust unable to keep up with him.

The middle-aged man stood rooted in place. He looked down at the Great White Shark, then up at the direction Jiang Lan had disappeared in. His mouth opened and closed, then opened and closed again, until he finally squeezed out one sentence: "...He's fucking six?"

Sea Maiden City, Sea Maiden Square.

Sea Maiden Square was especially lively today. Parents had brought their children from everywhere to awaken their Martial Souls.

The children stood in line. Some trembled nervously, some bounced about in excitement, while others clung desperately to their parents' legs and refused to let go, crying until snot bubbles came out.

The awakening ceremony was overseen by an elderly man in a sea-blue robe. His hair was white, his expression stern; one look told anyone that he was a highly respected Soul Master.

"Next!" the old man called in a deep voice.

A skinny little boy walked forward trembling and entered the awakening array.

Light enveloped the boy. When it faded, a piece of seaweed floated in his palm.

The boy walked up to the crystal ball used to test Soul Power and placed his hand on it. There was no reaction at all.

"Martial Soul: seaweed. No Soul Power."

The old man recorded the result in his register without expression, not even lifting his head.

The little boy stood blankly before the crystal ball, staring at the limp seaweed in his palm. His lips trembled, and tears welled up in his eyes.

Several sighs came from the watching crowd nearby.

"Ah, a trash Martial Soul. He doesn't even have Soul Power. He can only be an ordinary person for the rest of his life."

"What can seaweed even do? It wouldn't even absorb water well enough to wash dishes for someone."

The little boy finally broke down and burst into tears. Tears and snot smeared across his face as he ran out of the square and threw himself into his father's arms.

His father's expression was not much better, but he still patted the boy's back and muttered that it was alright before carrying him away.

The line continued moving forward, and all kinds of Martial Souls appeared.

A commotion suddenly erupted outside the square, followed by a burst of hurried footsteps.

"Guga guga guga... Make way, make way!"

Everyone turned around in unison and saw a chubby little figure in a penguin onesie shoot in from the square entrance like a cannonball.

Jiang Lan's short legs moved so fast they left afterimages. He even provided his own sound effects as he dashed all the way over, going guga guga. His onesie was so slippery that he nearly drifted into a pillar along the way.

"Holy shit, what just flew past?"

"Was that a person? No, was that a penguin?"

"Is the food on your Sea God Island really that good? He's this solid at six?"

Jiang Lan braked sharply at the end of the line. The oversized hood of his penguin onesie swung forward from inertia and flopped over his face.

He frantically pulled the hood back, revealing his chubby little face, his cheeks puffed out as if he had two walnuts hidden in his mouth.

"I-I almost didn't make it, guga!" Jiang Lan panted, pulling out a small dried fish from the pocket on the belly of his onesie and stuffing it into his mouth to calm himself down.

The little kids lined up in front of him all turned to look at him, their eyes plainly asking what species this thing was.

The white-bearded elder overseeing the awakening ceremony also raised his head and squinted toward the end of the line. Then the corner of his mouth twitched almost imperceptibly.

He had lived on Sea God Island for most of his life and had seen all kinds of people, but this was the first time he had ever seen someone come awaken a Martial Soul in a penguin outfit.

"Next!" the old man called again.

After several more children, it was finally Jiang Lan's turn.

Jiang Lan stood in the awakening array, somewhat nervous as he waited for his Martial Soul to awaken.

He was so nervous because he was not sure whether he could awaken a Martial Soul at all. After all, he was Little Guga, not someone from Douluo Continent.

The old man injected Soul Power into the awakening array, and Jiang Lan was enveloped in light.

Jiang Lan felt warm all over. Then he felt as if something inside his body had shattered.

The next second, a humanoid membrane of light condensed around him. There was no external Martial Soul manifestation.

The old man was experienced and recognized Jiang Lan's awakened Martial Soul at once. "It's actually a Body Martial Soul..."

Before he could finish speaking, the humanoid membrane of light vanished, and a strange creature appeared beside Jiang Lan.

She had a large head and short limbs, with the form of a four-legged little beast. She lacked a human's slender torso; her entire body was a soft, pure-white ball, with short little feet ending in plump paw pads, like a stuffed toy animal.

She had short, light cherry-pink hair, with one side tied into a rosebud bun. A tiny light-purple butterfly-ribbon bow was tied atop the bun.

Her large lavender-purple eyes were round and beady. Her gaze was vacant, lazy, and innocent.

"What kind of Martial Soul is this?" the old man said, completely dumbfounded.

He had lived for decades, yet this was the first time he had seen such a strange Martial Soul.

Jiang Lan recognized the strange creature at a glance. "It's actually you, Doro!"

He truly could not hold it together anymore. It was bad enough that he had reincarnated as Little Guga, but he had actually awakened Doro as his Martial Soul.

Something like this was truly unprecedented and would never happen again.

Other transmigrators awakened either god-level Martial Souls or conceptual-type Martial Souls.

But what about him?

His first Martial Soul was alright, since it was himself. But his second Martial Soul was actually Doro.

It was all those short videos' fault!

Doro was overjoyed when she saw Jiang Lan, then pounced toward him. "Doro!"