Awakening a Martial Soul!

Heavenly Martial City.

The Xu Clan.

The training grounds.

Under the gaze of the crowd, a young man dressed in blue slowly approached the martial soul apparatus, a glimmer shining in his eyes.

Today, I will awaken my martial soul. I won't disappoint Grandpa and my little sister!

This young man was the young master of the Xu Family, Xu Qingyang.

However, he had another identity: he was a transmigrator.

Eighteen years ago, he had been a university professor on Blue Star, buried in debt. He had intended to work abroad, only to be tricked into going to Myanmar.

Before he could be rescued and brought home, he had transmigrated into this fantasy world, becoming an infant still wrapped in swaddling clothes.

When he was three, his parents disappeared. Only then did he learn that this was a fantasy world where martial strength reigned supreme.

Rumor had it that supreme experts in the Kunlun Realm could move mountains, overturn seas, and pluck stars from the heavens.

At that point, Xu Qingyang had silently resolved to awaken his martial soul as soon as possible, embark on the true path of cultivation, become strong, and find his parents so that his family could be reunited.

Thus, Xu Qingyang had begun preparing to awaken his martial soul at the age of three. At five, he made his first attempt. Initially, he activated his blood qi smoothly, but he failed at the stage of condensing his martial soul.

Despite failing his first martial soul awakening, Xu Qingyang did not lose heart. He continued preparing for his next attempt.

Although his subsequent dozens of attempts all ended in failure, his heart, determined to forge ahead, had never been beaten down.

Today, Xu Qingyang faced his thirty-sixth martial soul awakening.

At that moment, many members of the Xu Family stood in the training grounds. Among them were powerful members of both the older and younger generations, and their gazes brimmed with anticipation as they watched Xu Qingyang.

"That boy Xu Qingyang has failed to awaken his martial soul thirty-five times in his quest to embark on the path of cultivation, yet he still has the courage to attempt a thirty-sixth awakening!"

"Leaving everything else aside, no one in our Xu Family over the past hundred years can compare with his dedication, willpower, and tenacity!"

"To be honest, I have tremendous hopes for Xu Qingyang's future!"

"With his willpower and tenacity, he will surely make his name resound throughout the Skyflame Kingdom!"

"..."

Just then, a girl in a long white dress looked at Xu Qingyang and cried out excitedly. She had delicate features, snow-white skin, and brows and eyes as lovely as a painting. Tall and slender, with her hair tied in a braid, she was utterly adorable—a beauty come to life.

"Go, big brother!"

Naturally, this girl was Xu Qingyang's younger sister, Xu Qingying.

"I will!"

Xu Qingyang could not help smiling as he looked at his sister. For the sake of her hopes, his martial soul awakening had to succeed today.

Then Xu Qingyang placed his palm on the martial soul apparatus. Countless brilliant rays of light immediately burst from it, resembling a rainbow.

Xu Qingyang's eyes filled with excitement. He could feel the blood qi within his body already surging.

"Condense my blood qi!"

At that moment, Xu Qingyang shouted and formed a blood-condensing hand seal with both hands. Instantly, a Blood Qi Ring successfully took shape.

"Merge my martial soul!"

Immediately, the Blood Qi Ring within Xu Qingyang rose, surged out of his body, and began transforming into a martial soul.

This was the most crucial step in awakening a martial soul. It was here that his previous thirty-five attempts had failed.

Boom! Boom!

Accompanied by thunderous rumbling, the Blood Qi Ring began splitting and transforming, its blood qi soaring into the sky.

Several breaths later.

The ringing of a sword sounded from within the martial soul apparatus. Immediately afterward, countless streams of Sword Qi swirled around the Blood Qi Ring!

In an instant!

The Blood Qi Ring erupted with a mighty sword aura, and a martial soul sword emerged, radiating five-colored light.

"He did it! Young Master Xu Qingyang has successfully awakened his martial soul, and it's a Five-Colored Emperor Rank Sword Martial Soul! This is wonderful!"

"Hahaha... this is the highest-ranked martial soul our Xu Family has awakened in hundreds of years!"

"Now our Xu Family will rise! We have a promising future ahead..."

When everyone saw that Xu Qingyang had successfully awakened his martial soul, excited smiles spread across their faces.

"After all these years of effort, Qingyang has finally been rewarded!"

Deeply moved, Xu Juren said with a smile, "An Emperor Rank Sword Martial Soul is worthy of my grandson!"

"Big brother, you're amazing!"

Surprise and joy flashed in Xu Qingying's long, beautiful eyes. Then she waved her small, snow-white hands and cried out excitedly.

"I've finally awakened my martial soul, and it's an Emperor Rank Sword Martial Soul!"

At that moment, Xu Lingtai sensed the Sword Martial Soul behind him. His face filled with excitement, and he threw back his head and shouted.

It was as though he were proclaiming that more than a decade of effort had finally reached a perfect conclusion.

However, just as he was about to withdraw his Sword Martial Soul, he suddenly felt a mysterious force. The Emperor Rank Sword Martial Soul he had just awakened vanished without a trace, as though it had never appeared.

"Where did my Sword Martial Soul go?"

At that moment, Xu Qingyang shouted as though he had gone mad.

"What's happening?"

Seeing this, Xu Juren's expression immediately changed drastically.

A flash of astonishment appeared in Xu Qingying's eyes. Hadn't her brother just awakened a Sword Martial Soul? Why had it disappeared now?

For a moment, everyone in the Xu Family stared at the emotionally shattered Xu Qingyang, their eyes involuntarily widening!

Good heavens!

Xu Qingyang had finally awakened his Sword Martial Soul after so much hardship, only for it to disappear again. Heaven was truly unjust!

Pfft!

Xu Qingyang spat out a mouthful of blood and collapsed into a sitting position on the ground, his gaze vacant.

Suddenly, Xu Qingyang sensed that the little golden tower between his brows, which had remained unresponsive for eighteen years, was flickering with a mysterious golden radiance. It shimmered with nine colors, accompanied by a certain power of rules and order!

Hum!

At that moment, Xu Qingyang's consciousness entered the little golden tower's inner space. Countless stars and enormous mountains appeared before him, towering majestically as though a river of stars hung upside down.

However, atop those stars and enormous mountains stood stone steles, ancient swords, stone sabers, silver spears, battle halberds, enormous clubs, and other ancient objects. They glinted with piercing light, as though manifesting some manner of Dao arts.

"What is this?"

At that moment, intense curiosity rose within Xu Qingyang.

So many ancient objects. Could this be an ancient battlefield?

"Little fellow, this is the first space of the Desolate Tower. It is called the Heavenly Abyss!"

A calm voice rang out at that moment.

"The Heavenly Abyss?"

Xu Qingyang froze briefly, then asked, "Who are you?"

"The Tower Spirit!"

The calm voice rang out again. "However, you are about to face an enormous crisis."

Hearing this, Xu Qingyang's expression changed drastically. His martial soul had disappeared immediately after awakening. Could that be the crisis?

At this thought, something occurred to him, and a glimmer flashed in his eyes. "Tower Spirit, do you have any way to restore my Sword Martial Soul?"

"Little fellow, your horizons are still too narrow. How could merely restoring a martial soul pose any difficulty for me?"

The Desolate Tower said, "The true crisis I just mentioned arose because your Sword Martial Soul was accidentally absorbed when you awakened it, making you the master of the Desolate Tower!"

Xu Qingyang frowned, anger flashing in his eyes. So the Desolate Tower I awakened was actually absorbed by you. No wonder it disappeared.

However, when he thought of how this had made him the master of the Desolate Tower, the anger in his heart subsided considerably.

"Little tower, I don't understand. Since I've become the master of the Desolate Tower, what crisis could I possibly face?"

Xu Qingyang asked, utterly puzzled.