Holy Soul Village
"Dad, Dad... listen to me... I really didn't possess anyone!"
"I'm your child. From the moment I was born... I've been your child!!"
"I, Tang San, absolutely did not possess anyone!!!"
Cold sweat covered Tang San's forehead, and his back had long since been drenched.
Even he could not quite understand whether he had truly possessed someone and been reborn. All he knew was that after jumping off the cliff, he had opened his eyes as a baby.
Tang Hao regained his composure and raised a hand to stop Tang San from saying any more.
Tap, tap, tap!!!
Just then, a group of villagers hurried over from nearby in Holy Soul Village.
"Tang Hao!"
"Tang Hao, did you see the Sky Painting that appeared overhead??"
"Someone has the exact same name as you. Are you really the heir of the Clear Sky Sect, one of the Upper Three Sects...? That Tang Hao is even a Titled Douluo. We asked around, and apparently he's the continent's youngest Clear Sky Douluo!!!"
Tang Hao wiped the tears from his eyes, his expression turning cold again.
"Clear Sky Douluo?"
"Heh... so what if he's the youngest Titled Douluo and has the most powerful martial soul? Didn't Spirit Hall still force him to become a stray dog with no home??"
"Little San, come here."
Tang Hao gave no direct answer or response, but the self-mockery in his voice answered everyone in Holy Soul Village.
"Heh, that's what I thought. We're talking about the youngest Titled Douluo, a powerful Lord Soul Master!"
"If you were him, how could you possibly be in our village, a drunkard and a blacksmith hammering iron? Clear Sky Douluo..."
"Break it up, everyone. They probably just have the same name."
Tang San walked into the Blacksmith Shop with an uneasy heart.
The instant he entered the Blacksmith Shop, the door slammed shut, and a pair of cold, utterly emotionless eyes immediately settled on him.
For that one instant, Tang San felt as though he had plunged into an ice cave.
"Dad..."
Tang Hao looked at Tang San, his expression conflicted and his feelings even more so.
After spending so many years with Tang San day and night, how could he, a Titled Douluo, have failed to notice his son's abnormalities?
He was more sensible than other children, more precocious than children his age, and practiced cultivation methods Tang Hao had never even heard of.
Every morning, he went up Back Mountain alone to cultivate.
He knew. He knew. He knew everything.
That was why he had treated Tang San so coldly all these years.
Only recently, when he saw Tang San awaken the twin martial souls of Blue Silver Grass and the Clear Sky Hammer-
When he saw hope of avenging Ah Yin, he had gradually set aside the thorn in his heart.
Only after the historical records exposed everything did Tang Hao truly realize, truly understand, that although Tang San, his son, still had the same body, the soul within it was no longer his own child's.
Tang Hao closed his eyes, his heart icy cold.
"I know what you want to say, and I believe... you."
"None of that matters. Now I'm going to tell you something about your mother."
Tang Hao did not care whether his son, Tang San, was an Outer Realm Demonic Devil or whether he had possessed his son's body to be reborn.
All he knew was that he had seen an opportunity to take revenge on Spirit Hall and avenge Ah Yin.
Tang San was uneasy. He had never expected Tang Hao to believe him just like that.
It seemed as though Tang Hao had simply believed Tang San.
In truth, Tang Hao had no moves left.
What could he do if he refused to believe him? Kill Tang San, who had possessed his son and been reborn?
Then would he still avenge his beloved wife??
Would killing him bring his own son back???
Back in the original timeline.
He had wandered aimlessly for two and a half days. Throughout Nuoding City's streets and alleys, people were talking about the Clear Sky Douluo, Spirit Hall, the Outer Realm Demonic Devil, hybrids born of humans and soul beasts, and legends of beastmen.
Mosheng Fei pondered which direction he should take.
Should he continue exposing events according to the original timeline, or focus only on the major figures?
Expose Tang San's whereabouts, get him hunted down, and change the course of history?
Or go straight for something huge and throw all three worlds into utter chaos??
Before Mosheng Fei could resolve these questions, an even greater problem came knocking.
He had run out of money.
After transmigrating into this world, with both parents dead, he had exhausted the last of his funds.
There were still several paths open to Mosheng Fei.
First, go to Spirit Hall, register as a soul master under another identity, and collect one Gold Soul Coin.
Second, go to Spirit Hall, ask for an academy recommendation letter, and become a work-study student at Nuoding Junior Soul Master Academy. That would keep him from starving, too.
Third, use the Gate of Time and Space he had drawn to travel tens of thousands of years into the future as an orphan, get adopted by an orphanage, obtain soul master certification, and collect benefits.
As for the first path, he had already registered with Spirit Hall, with his Martial Soul Pen... The people there might recognize him. He could change cities, but Spirit Hall's registration system had his records. Unless he abandoned his identity entirely, there would still be a risk of exposure. After all, Spirit Hall operated as one system.
In the history that recorded those events, he had given himself enhancements, but in the original timeline, he had none. What if he was killed before he could grow strong?
The second path, working at Nuoding Junior Soul Master Academy, carried no risk, but his development would be too slow. The advantage was that he might cross paths with Tang San and take on karmic ties.
The third path, traveling to an orphanage tens of thousands of years in the future, would certainly keep him from starving, but with his current soul power, there was no telling how long he could sustain it. It was no long-term solution.
Mosheng Fei wanted none of these three paths. He wanted to keep exposing things.
But he had no money.
Thoughts flew through his mind... Mosheng Fei picked up a stone from the roadside.
His first soul ring instantly flew out.
"First Soul Skill, Fine Pen Alters Fate!"
The instant the Shengfei Pen touched the stone in his hand, a dazzling burst of golden light appeared.
"Touching Stone to Gold!"
He watched the ordinary stone in his hand transform rapidly, soon becoming a golden stone.
"That solves the money problem, but I can't use it directly. The main currencies in the Douluo World are Copper Soul Coins, Silver Soul Coins, and Gold Soul Coins."
"It's a monetary system established by the Two Great Empires. Gold ore... although I don't know the empires' current laws, I'd better avoid bringing out too much of this stuff... Then my only option is!!"
"Gate of Time and Space: January 11, 2637 of the Douluo Calendar, Nuoding City, Nuoding City Spirit Hall Branch!!!"
Nuoding City Junior Soul Master Academy
"A teacher for a day is a father for life. From this day onward, you are my teacher!"
Tang San had just formally become Yu Xiaogang's disciple when a golden light shot into the sky, illuminating all three worlds.
[Historical Annals of Time: January 11, 2637 of the Douluo Calendar]
Boom!!!
In that instant, everyone in the Douluo I World erupted.
Because the date shown this time was six years in the future, already very close to their own date.
[After the first war, the Star Luo Empire and the Heaven Dou Empire divided the continent between them. Numerous nations stood across the continent, with friction arising from time to time. Spirit Hall mediated between the Two Great Empires, preventing another continental war and ushering in nearly twenty years of peaceful life...] [The nations prospered and the people lived in peace. Under Spirit Hall's deterrence, wicked soul masters were imprisoned. Spirit Hall governed the Soul Master World, with no Evil Soul Masters wreaking havoc... The Two Great Empires cooperated with Spirit Hall, providing funds while Spirit Hall provided personnel, launching a continent-wide talent selection program. Commoners across the continent could awaken their martial souls and test their soul power for free. Those with outstanding talent could enter the academies of Spirit Hall or the Two Great Empires to study soul master knowledge and become soul masters... Those who became soul masters could collect one Gold Soul Coin from Spirit Hall every month, nurturing a new generation!]
The words fell into place and became images... Soon, the view shifted to Mosheng Fei's first-person perspective.
Mosheng Fei entered the Nuoding City Branch Hall.
"Child, you're here to awaken your martial soul, aren't you?"
"What? You're here for soul master certification??"
"Su Yuntao... come over here!!!"
"Child, you're a true genius, reaching rank thirteen soul power at just six years old. Here's your Gold Soul Coin. Would you be interested in joining Spirit Hall???"
When this scene appeared, the Peerless Era erupted completely.
The emperors of the three great empires-the Star Luo Empire, the Heaven Dou Empire, and the Dou Ling Empire-flew into a rage.
"Oh nooo... our reputation!"
Meanwhile, the common people of the three great empires had already boiled over.
"What do you mean, free martial soul awakening and free soul power testing?"
"What do you mean, you can even collect Gold Soul Coins after becoming a soul master??"
"And what do you mean, no wicked soul masters wreaked havoc on the continent, and Evil Soul Masters were beaten into roadside dogs???"
In the Peerless Era, on a certain hilltop, a decrepit old man watched the scenes of the Douluo I era appearing in the sky, tears streaming down his face.
"A sci-fi movie! What kind of sci-fi movie is this!!!"
Looking at the Gold Soul Coin in his hand, Mosheng Fei slowly curled his lips into a smile.
This time, Mosheng Fei had chosen to expose Tang San, as well as the circumstances of ordinary people in the Douluo I era and the Peerless Era.
Perhaps many people did not know.
Across twenty thousand years of Douluo history, there were three eras: the Douluo I era, the Peerless Era, and the Dragon King Era.
Perhaps only the ordinary people of the Douluo I era could barely be considered happy.
As for the reason for that happiness... yes, it was Spirit Hall.
In the eyes of the empires, nobles, soul master clans... and sects, Spirit Hall might have oppressed and threatened them, but in the eyes of ordinary people-
Spirit Hall stood for absolute justice, the unquestioned first choice of ordinary commoners.
Free martial soul awakening, soul power testing, and forcibly securing benefits for commoner soul masters from the Two Great Empires alone had already placed Spirit Hall in an invincible position.
It was not that Mosheng Fei insisted on favoring Spirit Hall. The world was simply too dark; every crow under heaven was equally black. Mosheng Fei wanted to establish a contrast, and Spirit Hall had thus been pushed into the position where it belonged.
In the Douluo I era, martial soul awakening and soul power testing were free, and after becoming a soul master, one could even collect Gold Soul Coins.
You could say that the Two Great Empires provided the money, but could you honestly say they would have willingly paid it without Spirit Hall?
Spirit Hall did more than that. Before rank thirty, one received money every month. After rank thirty, one had to join Spirit Hall or serve the Two Great Empires... That, too, secured time for commoner soul masters to grow.
And Spirit Hall did far more still: safeguarding the continent's stability and arresting wicked soul masters. Had you ever seen wicked soul masters in the Douluo I era?
Was it because the Douluo I era had no Evil Soul Masters?
Even if there were no Evil Soul Masters, what about wicked soul masters and fallen soul masters??
It was not that there were none. There were many... It was just that...
The Holy Angel Legion would be their sternest father.
Perhaps at this point, someone would say that even without Spirit Hall, the Two Great Empires would have done the same.
Then please look at Peerless Tang Sect ten thousand years later, without Spirit Hall... and see what a continent of nobles looked like!
"Tsk, tsk, tsk. Just thinking about the ordinary people in Peerless Tang Sect ten thousand years later, without Spirit Hall..."
"They have to pay a soul master to awaken their martial souls. Hunting soul beasts... obtaining soul rings costs money. Even attending a Soul Master Academy requires..."
"I'll find a time to expose them completely."
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