Sign-In System, Awakening Ritual

[Host: Qian Xunzong

Identity: Fourteenth-generation descendant of the Qian family of Spirit Hall.

Age: Six

Martial Soul: None (not awakened)

Level: None (not awakened)

Soul Bone: None

Evaluation: An "utterly ordinary" young master.

System Space: One Bound Gift Pack.]

A person with none of the three, huh...

[Ding! Does the host wish to open the Bound Gift Pack?]

"Open it."

[Ding! Successfully opened. Rewarding the host with the automatic cultivation function. The host need not cultivate personally and can cultivate while idle. Soul Power will steadily increase and remain incomparably pure.]

"Oh? Idle cultivation? Not bad. This young master is very satisfied. System, you may withdraw now~"

[As you command!]

While Qian Xunzong communicated with the system, the outside world was a completely different scene.

"You unfilial brat, kneel!!!"

"You unfilial brat, that was your not-yet-married... pfft, that was your biological little brother whose Martial Soul hadn't even awakened yet! How could you strike so heavily!!"

"You, a Four-Ring Soul Ancestor, fought with a six-year-old child. What were you thinking, huh!!"

Outside a room, Qian Xunji knelt on the ground. Before him stood a man in a gilded robe, handsome and refined, with sharp eyes and star-like brows. His long golden hair flowed down his back, giving him a dashing and elegant air.

He was none other than Qian Daoliu, the current Pope of Spirit Hall. At that moment, he was berating Qian Xunji furiously, while Qian Xunji knelt there with a bitter expression. He knew he had indeed gone too far.

"You unfilial brat, let me tell you, you..."

"His Holiness the Pope, the young master has awakened!" Just as Qian Daoliu was about to continue scolding him, the healing-type Soul Douluo treating Qian Xunzong came out and reported to him.

"Zong'er is awake?" Qian Daoliu was delighted upon hearing this. He then looked at Qian Xunji beside him. "You unfilial brat, get up already. Come inside with me and see your little brother!!"

"Yes, Dad." Hearing that his little brother was fine, Qian Xunji also breathed a sigh of relief and followed Qian Daoliu inside.

Inside the room.

Qian Xunzong rubbed his head. He had just sat up when he saw Qian Daoliu and Qian Xunji enter.

"Zong'er, how are you? Do you feel unwell anywhere?"

Hearing this, Qian Xunzong looked at his father, Qian Daoliu. He was more or less the same as the one he had seen in the anime in his previous life. But he had just remembered mocking the man as a dumbass—only to become his son now. Was this even okay?

"Cough, cough. Dad, I'm fine now."

Upon hearing Qian Xunzong's words, Qian Daoliu nodded, then turned toward Qian Xunji. "You unfilial brat, hurry up and apologize to your little brother!!"

Qian Xunji stepped forward and said gently, "Xiao Zong, I'm sorry. Your older brother hit too hard."

"Uh..." Qian Xunzong looked at Qian Xunji, who was sincerely apologizing to him, and recalled that it seemed the original owner had stubbornly insisted on challenging Qian Xunji to a duel. The latter had refused many times, but had no choice but to agree in the end. That was how the previous owner had gotten himself knocked unconscious.

When all was said and done, he had brought it upon himself. You were a little brat whose Martial Soul hadn't even awakened, yet you wanted to fight a Soul Ancestor? Were you bored out of your mind?

"Brother, it wasn't your fault. I was the one who insisted on sparring with you."

"That's right, Zong'er. It's not that your father wants to criticize you, but why did you insist on sparring with your brother? The gap in your strength is far too great. Even if your brother used only his physical strength against you, it would still be difficult for him to control his force perfectly. Don't be so reckless next time, understand!"

Qian Daoliu gave Qian Xunzong a mild reprimand as well. After all, both Qian Xunji and Qian Xunzong were his sons. He could not favor one over the other.

"Dad, I understand." Qian Xunzong then looked at Qian Xunji. "Brother, I'm sorry. I was too reckless this time."

"Hehe, it's fine, little brother... It's not like Dad is scolding me for the first time. I'm used to it..." Qian Xunji said with a grin, scratching his head.

Seeing how sensible his sons were, Qian Daoliu nodded in satisfaction before saying:

"Alright. It's good that you're fine, Zong'er. Tomorrow morning, you'll awaken your Martial Soul. Rest well today."

"Got it, Dad."

Qian Daoliu and Qian Xunji then left the room.

Watching the two leave, Qian Xunzong could not help but smile. "Heh, having family actually feels pretty nice."

In his previous life, his parents had died when he was still young, and he had barely experienced any familial affection. This life could make up for that, even if his family consisted of two thickheaded dumbasses... Ahem, family.

There were still forty-six years until the plot began. By then, he would probably have become a god long ago.

Whatever. Since he was here, he would make the best of it. He would just live properly as the second young master...

The next day, Awakening Hall.

Led by Qian Xunji, Qian Xunzong arrived at Awakening Hall. At that moment, Qian Daoliu sat upon the central high seat within the hall.

Beside him was a broad and powerfully built man in golden armor, his expression resolute. He was Golden Crocodile, the current Fifth Worship of Worship Hall. That was right—he was the Golden Crocodile Douluo from the original work. However, he currently possessed only the strength of a level ninety-seven peak Titled Douluo and had yet to advance to Second Worship.

Golden Crocodile was much older and senior to Qian Daoliu. He possessed the top-tier Martial Soul, the Golden Crocodile King. Even the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon paled in comparison before him.

"Pope, Zong'er has been lively and clever since childhood. I imagine he'll give us a pleasant surprise today."

"Haha, I'll borrow Fifth Worship's good wishes. Let us wait and see," Qian Daoliu said with a smile. Golden Crocodile belonged to an older generation than him, but because Qian Daoliu was the Pope, their statuses were considered equal. Even so, Qian Daoliu treated him with great respect.

(In the original work, Golden Crocodile personally stated that even Tang Chen would have to bow before him and address him as "Senior." Qian Daoliu was of Tang Chen's generation, so Qian Daoliu was naturally one generation younger than Golden Crocodile.)

Besides them, several elders were present in the hall: Azure Luan, Lion, Guang Ling, Qian Jun, Jiang Mo, and others. These men would later become the five Worships of Worship Hall. They were all Titled Douluo now, with Azure Luan being the strongest, possessing the strength of a level ninety-five Super Douluo. Although he was only two levels short of the level ninety-seven strength from the original work, those two levels required a long period of tempering and enlightenment. Being stuck there for decades was perfectly normal.

"Dad, Fifth Worship, esteemed elders." Qian Xunji led Qian Xunzong in bowing to Qian Daoliu and the others.

Qian Daoliu and Golden Crocodile nodded. The other elders also returned the salute with cupped fists. Although Qian Xunji and Qian Xunzong were not particularly strong yet, they were still the Pope's sons. Their status was not much lower than the elders', so the elders would not put on the airs of Titled Douluo.

"Mm. Since Zong'er is here, let us begin at once. Azure Luan, you will preside over this Awakening Ritual!!"

"Yes, His Holiness the Pope." Azure Luan cupped his fists and bowed.

Qian Xunji then stepped aside. Azure Luan came before Qian Xunzong and said with a smile, "Young master, I will awaken your Martial Soul next."

"Alright. Sorry for the trouble, Elder Azure Luan."

Azure Luan nodded, then raised a hand. Several Awakening Stones appeared, circling Qian Xunzong and forming an array that radiated golden light.

[Ding! The system has detected that the host is in Awakening Hall. Would the host like to sign in?]