Just Awakened a Martial Soul, and You Say I'm an Evil Soul Master?

Lu Yuan woke up from being poked by a muddy yellow road.

The tip of his nose was wrapped in the earthy stench of straw mixed with cow dung, and in his vision were a crooked old locust tree and a low wall, all scenery towering several times taller out of nowhere.

Lu Yuan squinted and sat up, his brain a chaotic mess.

He remembered that just a second ago he was still at home planning to grind the Natlan weekly boss to save materials for the Pyro Archon.

While waiting to enter the domain, he opened a small window to browse TikTok, saw that wild dog overlord, and instantly lost it, laughing out loud.

Then he felt a tightness in his chest, as if something had pushed him from behind, and then...

And then he was fucking here.

Could it be... literally "died of laughter"?

Lu Yuan looked down at his hands.

Small hands.

Short, thick fingers with fair and tender skin.

"...Shit."

He stood up, staggering.

An eighteen-year-old adult soul was trapped inside the shell of a six-year-old child; this body was too small and hadn't adapted yet, making his center of gravity unstable and causing him to sway with every couple of steps.

"Hey! Kid! Where are you from?"

Lu Yuan turned his head.

A middle-aged man wearing a gray cloth tunic stood a few meters away, staring at him with a guarded expression.

Lu Yuan opened his mouth, his throat dry, squeezing out a sentence after a long while: "I don't know... I woke up right here."

The village chief walked closer a few steps, looking him up and down.

"Which village are you from? How did you run to our village?"

The village chief came closer, concern piled within his full face of wrinkles.

Lu Yuan's mind was still in a daze, subconsciously shaking his head to say he couldn't remember, and counter-asked where this place was.

The village chief said, "Ox-Horse Village, south suburb of Shrek City."

Shrek City?!

Lu Yuan's heart sank abruptly.

Had he transmigrated to Douluo Continent?

Then was this the period of The Ultimate Douluo or Legend of the Dragon King?

"How old are you?"

The village chief asked again.

Lu Yuan looked down at his hands.

Six years old? Seven years old?

Hard to say, but definitely not ten yet.

He shook his head: "I don't know."

"Don't know?"

The village chief frowned, but in this impoverished backcountry, the village occasionally had unclaimed children, mostly running over from elsewhere during famines.

He sighed, "Fine, don't worry about that for now. Have you awakened your Martial Soul?"

"...No."

"That works out, today an official from Shrek Academy is coming to the village to awaken Martial Souls, since you're homeless, just make up the numbers first. If you can really awaken a decent Martial Soul, it counts as having a way to survive."

A way to survive?

Lu Yuan also quickly accepted the fact that he had transmigrated.

That's right, Martial Souls were the foundation for establishing oneself in this world, and he had no choice.

Whether he'd be human or a ghost depended entirely on this.

He followed the village chief toward the awakening room.

Four or five children were crowded inside the awakening room, with a gray-robed young man sitting at the upper seat, a green Shrek emblem embroidered on his chest, wearing an impatient expression.

The children in front stepped forward one by one, awakening either sickles and hoes or Blue Silver Grass, and their Soul Power was completely nonexistent.

The disgust on the official's face grew heavier and heavier, his mouth muttering complaints entirely about "backwaters producing trash Martial Souls."

A Soul Grandmaster of over level twenty was already an incredible "big shot" placed in the village.

The village chief said with a face full of ingratiating smiles, "Master, there's one more child here, sorry to trouble you!"

"Hurry up, hurry up, if I delay returning to the academy to report, can you bear the responsibility?"

The official slanted his eyes to glance at the village chief, his tone arrogant.

The village chief accompanied the action with a smile and pushed Lu Yuan forward.

"Stand in, relax."

The deacon casually tossed out six awakening stones, arranging them in a hexagonal array, and couldn't even be bothered to lift his eyelids.

Lu Yuan stood still as instructed.

A gentle power rose from beneath his feet. The instant it surged upward along his meridians, something deep within his soul seemed to be abruptly ignited.

A torrent of black and red, carrying the sensation of annihilation and erosion, exploded with a roar throughout his limbs and bones!

Roar!

A low, hoarse dragon's cry resounded through the heavens!

Simultaneously, a towering, fierce aura pressed down so heavily that everyone in the room struggled to breathe.

Black-red illusory flames rose from behind Lu Yuan, condensing into a huge dragon shadow in midair.

The dragon's head lowered, its dark gold slit pupils cold and indifferent. The edges of its scales roiled with Void Realm aura like black fog, the scorching heat wrapped in bone-chilling cold, and even the air was burned with a sizzling sound.

The Lord of Eclipsing Origin Flame.

Lu Yuan was stunned.

The Natlan weekly boss he had farmed countless times in his past life had actually become his Martial Soul?

Ultimate Fire combined with Void Realm authority—placed on Douluo Continent, this was definitely the most top-tier beast Martial Soul.

Before he even had time to rejoice, a pitch-altered scream came from the seat above.

"E-Evil Soul Master?!"

The deacon abruptly took a step back, his face turning pale as the hand pointing at Lu Yuan trembled.

"Why is your flame aura so Evil? You little brat, you're an Evil Soul Master by birth!"

Lu Yuan felt completely terrible.

An Evil Soul Master? He had just fucking awakened his Martial Soul!

He hadn't even figured out what kind of Martial Soul he had awakened yet, so how did he become an Evil Soul Master?

Without even asking a single question, the moment they saw his aura was off, they directly slapped a label on him and branded him?!

Did the logic of these people on Douluo Continent have something wrong with it?

"I'm not an Evil Soul Master, I just awakened my Martial Soul!"

"With such heavy Evil Qi right after awakening, what will you be like when you grow up?!"

The deacon's panic quickly turned into a condescending ruthlessness as two yellow Soul Rings rose from beneath his feet.

"An innately Evil spawn, come back to Shrek with me to undergo reform! If you dare resist, you will be executed on the spot!"

Reform?!

Lu Yuan sneered inwardly.

They said it nicely, but dragging him back meant either becoming a test subject or having his Martial Soul directly crippled.

Ma Xiaotao's Evil Fire Phoenix could go berserk and hurt people yet still be raised like a darling by the entire academy, but when it came to him, a fresh awakening meant he was innately Evil?

What a great Shrek, what a bowl of unequally balanced double standards.

"I'm not going."

He took a step back, his gaze turning cold.

He refused to go to that cesspool.

"If you refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit!"

The deacon flew into a rage.

In his eyes, a six-year-old wild child, even if he had awakened an Evil Martial Soul, just how strong could he possibly be?

"First Soul Skill, Flame Slash!"

His first Soul Ring lit up, and a crimson blade of fire hacked over with the sound of wind, carrying full force—it was clearly meant to directly knock the person unconscious and drag them away.

The surrounding villagers cried out in alarm, and the village chief's face turned pale.

Lu Yuan instinctively raised a hand to shield his face.

Right at that moment, his palms suddenly grew searingly hot, and two streaks of black-red flame flashed past, a sharp-looking longsword materializing in each hand.

With a rip.

The fire blade struck the sword blades and vanished.

The deacon's formidable Flame Slash crashed into the twin swords and was like snow entering a furnace, instantly swallowed away without a trace by the illusory flames, not even leaving a single spark behind!

The main room fell into a dead silence in an instant.

The deacon stared with wide eyes, his face covered in disbelief.

He, a Soul Grandmaster in his twenties, had his full-strength attack blocked by a six-year-old child who had just awakened?

Lu Yuan was also stunned, looking down at the slightly trembling twin swords in his hands.

Abyss-Eroding Profound Blade? Sun-Chopping Flame?

He raised his eyes to look across at them, meeting the deacon's terrified, shocked gaze wrapped in intense killing intent.

Lu Yuan held the twin swords horizontally before him, and the slight apprehension in his heart completely dissipated.

Since Shrek was about to deliver a fatal blow without distinguishing right from wrong, there was no need to be polite.

The deacon swallowed hard, his heart already certain.

This kid was definitely a once-in-a-century Innate Evil Soul Master, possessing such power at this tender age; leaving him to grow up would surely become a major threat to Shrek.

He had to be nipped in the bud!

He gritted his teeth, and his second soul ring also began to slowly light up.

"Evil martial soul... You must be an evil soul master! If I capture you, Shrek will definitely offer a heavy reward!"

"Second..."

"Second your mom!"