Innate Treasure Pearl

Martial Soul Hall, Awakening Plaza.

"Last one, Lin Feng."

A Platinum Bishop called out loudly.

Lin Feng let out a breath and glanced at the several golden figures on the distant High Platform, feeling somewhat uneasy.

He stepped into the formation arranged with six Black Stones. As the bishop activated his soul power, Lin Feng instinctively held out his right hand.

A pale gold phantom emerged. It was a pearl, crystal-clear throughout and no bigger than a ping-pong ball, flickering with a faint glow.

The bishop frowned.

"Child, what is your Martial Soul called? Feel it carefully. It will tell you its information."

"Innate Treasure Pearl, an auxiliary-type Martial Soul, I think."

Lin Feng stroked the pearl in his hand, surprise filling his eyes. The pearl looked extremely familiar—it was the culprit that had fallen from the sky in his previous life and sent him to this other world.

Before closing his eyes back then, he had vaguely seen what the pearl looked like.

"A Martial Soul I've never heard of. Is it a mutated Martial Soul... Come, place your hand on the Crystal Ball and test your soul power."

The bishop sounded somewhat excited. He was hoping to witness the birth of a future Spirit Master with exceptional talent. After all, those with mutated Martial Souls generally possessed great talent if the mutation developed in a positive direction.

Judging by how crystal-clear this Martial Soul was, it did not look much like a negative mutation either.

If Lin Feng's talent was high... he could already see a bright future ahead.

"Innate Soul Power, level one?"

The bishop shook his head in disappointment. Sorry, Ru Yan, the day we can be together has been delayed again.

Lin Feng sighed. This body truly was too weak. During the five years before he was brought to the Martial Soul Hall Orphanage, he had practically gone hungry every day.

Before the age of six, his nutritional needs had never been met. His foundation had certainly been affected.

Even now, his physical condition had only just reached a normal standard.

Still, Lin Feng was satisfied. As long as he had soul power, he could cultivate. For someone as familiar with Douluo Continent as he was, his future definitely would not end here.

"Thank you, Your Excellency Bishop."

The bishop watched Lin Feng quietly return to the crowd, somewhat surprised. This child really had a good mindset.

"I will personally handle the following awakening ceremony. Take the children away and withdraw."

"Yes."

As Lin Feng and the others departed, three figures suddenly appeared. They were none other than the three members of the Qian Clan.

In truth, Qian Renxue's awakening ceremony did not need to be held here. Yet at Qian Renxue's request and after Qian Daoliu's consideration, they had still come here.

After all, if it were held in Douluo Hall, the mother Qian Renxue had been longing to see would never witness it. Here, however, there was still a sliver of hope.

Qian Renxue blinked and looked around. Her exquisite little face showed disappointment.

Her soft, rosy little lips pouted, but then she clenched her right hand into a fist and encouraged herself.

(Come on, Xiao Xue. As long as I awaken a very high Soul Power Level, Mom should accept me. Come on!)

Only the three of them remained in the plaza.

Qian Renxue raised her head, her gaze becoming firmer.

"Dad, Grandpa, let's begin."

"Good luck, Xue Er. Once you awaken your Martial Soul, Grandpa will give you a few gifts."

Qian Daoliu glared at Qian Xunji, who was about to activate his soul power, then sent him a telepathic message.

"Abomination, isn't watching Xue Er's Spirit Awakening enough for you? When would it ever be your place to conduct Xue Er's Martial Soul awakening?

"I told you to find a way to bring her here, but you still failed. You disappointed Xue Er again. Come receive your punishment tomorrow!"

Qian Xunji froze. An embarrassed look flashed across his face as he stood blankly to one side.

A similar scene played out once again. As Qian Daoliu activated his soul power, Qian Renxue burst forth with a radiance far greater than that of everyone before her.

The golden Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul emerged behind her. Within Douluo Hall atop the mountain peak, the Angel Statue that had stood for countless years shone with even greater brilliance.

A massive angel phantom covered the sky above, and a peaceful, sacred, noble aura filled the entire Awakening Plaza.

"Ancestor!" Qian Daoliu murmured.

The massive angel phantom gradually shrank and merged into Qian Renxue's body as she stood with her eyes closed.

The phantom behind Qian Renxue became more solid, and she seemed to have grown considerably in an instant.

Her once childish cheeks now carried a touch of majesty and solemnity. The Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul manifested completely, and Qian Renxue opened her eyes in delight.

"Grandpa, Grandpa, hurry and test my soul power! I feel so strong right now!"

Qian Daoliu snapped out of his daze, grabbed Qian Renxue, and returned to Douluo Hall.

Qian Xunji also came to his senses. After Glanced At a corner, he went to deal with news of this heavenly phenomenon.

In that corner stood a stunningly beautiful figure. Her silver teeth were clenched tight. She had initially held a trace of expectation for Qian Renxue's Martial Soul, but now the last shred of hope in her heart had been shattered.

A low, hoarse voice rang out.

"Damn it, why? Why did it have to be this damned Angel Martial Soul again? Sure enough, you should never have come into this world!

"Such a filthy existence can actually manifest divine signs. Heaven truly must be blind!"

Bibi Dong forcibly suppressed the heaviness in her heart and turned to leave, glancing in the direction Lin Feng had gone.

Innate Soul Power level one? That was rather rare.

After returning to the orphanage, Lin Feng received the Spirit Certificate, Admission Letter, and the most basic Meditation Method cultivation knowledge from the Dean.

Yes, even with only level one Innate Soul Power, Lin Feng could still cultivate at Martial Soul Hall's Primary Academy, complete six years of study, or enter a position arranged by Martial Soul Hall ahead of time.

In that respect, being taken in by a Martial Soul Hall orphanage gave him an even better background than living in some small towns.

"The Martial Soul is part of one's body. Then which part of me does the Innate Treasure Pearl belong to?"

With that question in mind, Lin Feng began his first cultivation session with Douluo Continent's most primitive and widespread Meditation Method.

Monotonous, slow, rigid—those were Lin Feng's first impressions.

"No wonder the Mysterious Heaven Skill could become a top-tier method here. Douluo Continent's cultivation methods truly are far too primitive.

"They simply absorb the energy of heaven and earth and convert it into soul power, with no refinement and no soul power circulation paths. Perhaps that is where the Mysterious Heaven Skill's advantage lies?

"Even high-level Meditation Methods are normally slow.

"No, I need to make changes. My Innate Soul Power is only level one, so cultivation will already be very slow. If I follow the usual path, breaking through to Soul Elder will probably be impossible.

"At that point, even if I know the plot, without strength to back it up, it will be difficult to obtain opportunities."

As Lin Feng sensed the changes in his body during cultivation, he made up his mind to create a soul power circulation route himself.

Having seen many Human Body Meridian Diagrams in his previous life, he felt it was feasible.

Besides, if he did not develop the innate abilities of his Martial Soul, it would be far too wasteful.

Purification and guiding the pathways of soul power circulation—these were the Innate Treasure Pearl's current innate abilities.

His Martial Soul was unusual. It could be stored within his body and nourish his meridians.

Developing abilities on that foundation would be the direction of Lin Feng's future efforts.

He summoned the Innate Treasure Pearl. Precious energy swirled within it, nourishing his mind and bloodline.

Of course, he could not simply experiment blindly. Knowledge of Martial Souls was indispensable, and the academy's Library would become his regular haunt from now on.

"Innate Treasure Pearl... what does the word 'innate' represent? Perhaps using the Martial Soul as an entry point will bring some unexpected surprises."

"It followed me here from my previous life and became my Martial Soul. Then it should be part of my body now, right? After all, this body is new too."

Night fell. Lin Feng put away his Martial Soul and began his daily physical training.

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