Douluo: I, Xiao Yan, Start by Sharing Twin Martial Souls. The night was cool as water, but six-year-old Xiao Yan tossed and turned, unable to sleep. Lying in bed, he slowly opened his eyes, his brows knitted tightly together and a trace of helplessness flashing through them.
"Sigh, why did cultivation in the world I transmigrated to have to wait until after Martial Soul Awakening?"
Xiao Yan had transmigrated. In his previous life, he had been an Earthling, but something seemed to have gone a little wrong with his transmigration.
As soon as he arrived in this world called the Douluo Continent, Grandpa Old Jack had taken him in. He had also learned that this world had a special kind of person known as a Soul Master.
But whether he had the talent to become a Soul Master himself would only be known after he turned six, when he saw what Martial Soul he awakened.
With the memories of his previous life, Xiao Yan had been mature for his age since childhood. Then, when he was three, something unexpected happened.
While asleep, he dreamed of a space filled with nothingness. Inside it, a three-year-old child who looked exactly like him stared at him in surprise, though the other child's clothes were different from his own.
After talking to him, Xiao Yan was startled to discover that the child before him was also named Xiao Yan. The difference was that the other boy came from the Dou Qi Continent.
Stranger still, after exchanging information, the two finally realized that it seemed... he had split?
Yes, it was like a split. In their previous lives, they had been the same Earthling, with the same memories and the same thoughts. Even within the space, they could share some of their memories to a certain extent.
A trace of panic welled up in Xiao Yan's heart.
He was just an ordinary person. Transmigration was normal, but another version of himself appearing after he transmigrated-wasn't that a little strange?
But the space seemed to exist for only a limited time. After their brief encounter, it vanished with a crash as the two frightened figures stared at each other, until...
When they were four, their souls met once again in that space.
After a year to digest it, Xiao Yan had gradually come to accept the facts: he had transmigrated, and another version of himself had appeared.
Inside that space, the two four-year-old Xiao Yans could both sense each other's emotions. It was as if each were the other, yet they both had independent thoughts.
The two four-year-old Xiao Yans set aside the barriers between them and made a promise: even in other worlds, they would cultivate together until they were the strongest, becoming legends in their respective worlds!
He also learned about the other's world from the Battle Through the Heavens Xiao Yan.
It was a world belonging to Dou Qi. There was no flashy, dazzling magic, only Dou Qi that had flourished to its peak!
Its cultivation system seemed different from that of his own Douluo World. After all, here, one could only know the path ahead after awakening a Martial Soul at the age of six.
When they were five, the two met again. The Douluo Xiao Yan could still only do some physical exercises to improve his strength, but he saw excitement on the face of the Battle Through the Heavens Xiao Yan.
The Battle Through the Heavens Xiao Yan's first words left the Douluo Xiao Yan rooted to the spot.
"I've cultivated Dou Qi!"
The Douluo Xiao Yan felt as though he had been struck a heavy blow.
They were both five, yet he could only toil away at physical exercises every day, while the other Xiao Yan had already come into contact with that world's Dou Qi!
The Douluo Xiao Yan recalled their meeting at five. Like a child who had never seen the world, he had kept asking the other Xiao Yan what kind of energy Dou Qi was. Did it glow? Could it fly? Could it move mountains and fill seas?
"I've only just cultivated Dou Qi, and I'm still studying it. But I found a test subject, and I use her to test my Dou Qi every day..."
The Douluo Xiao Yan had been so full of envy that the other had mastered Dou Qi that he failed to notice the trace of embarrassment in the Battle Through the Heavens Xiao Yan's eyes. After all, no one would have imagined that his so-called experiments involved sneaking into a little girl's room in the middle of the night.
Xiao Yan's body was still that of a child, after all. Although he had exercised from a young age, ordinary training methods had not produced a qualitative change. With heavy thoughts on his mind, Xiao Yan gradually fell asleep.
Before he fell asleep, a diamond-shaped piece of jade in his hand abruptly vanished. He had found it by the river some time ago and kept it to handle because it was pretty.
I wonder what kind of Martial Soul I'll awaken tomorrow...
Meanwhile, on the Dou Qi Continent, Xiao Yan, who was "nurturing Xun'er's meridians" in her room, stared in surprise at the diamond-shaped jade in his hand. He hadn't expected the girl to be interested in handling stones, too.
He placed the crystal by Xun'er's pillow and sneaked back to his own courtyard.
"Xiao Yan, time to get up!"
Early the next morning, Old Jack called Xiao Yan out of bed. He had found the little fellow in the woods and brought him home. After raising him for the past few years, he had found Xiao Yan unexpectedly sensible.
Though Xiao Yan was still very young, he often helped him with the housework.
That had brought the elderly Old Jack a rare sense of warmth. On an ordinary day, Xiao Yan would probably have been up already, preparing breakfast.
If Xiao Yan slept in on an ordinary day, Old Jack would certainly have let him get a good rest. Unfortunately, today was different. It was the day an honored guest from Spirit Hall would come to conduct their Martial Soul Awakening.
"I'm up, Grandpa Jack."
Xiao Yan opened his eyes. He had waited six years for this day.
Even with the memories of his previous life's soul, Xiao Yan was still a little nervous. He instinctively tried to clench his hand, but his palm was empty. The jade he usually held and played with was nowhere to be found.
But Grandpa Jack was waiting outside, and Xiao Yan's mind was on his Martial Soul Awakening, so he didn't look for it.
"Eat first. After breakfast, run an errand for me and call Little San and the others over. I'll take all of you to the awakening together."
Old Jack smiled kindly, his gaze resting on Xiao Yan. Seemingly noticing his nervousness, he said with a laugh:
"Haha, there's no need to be so nervous. You'll definitely succeed in awakening yours!"
Old Jack smiled and patted Xiao Yan's head, then picked a little more meat from his own bowl and put it in Xiao Yan's.
Xiao Yan nodded gently and ate much faster than usual. After finishing, he ran toward the depths of Holy Soul Village under Old Jack's watchful eye.
Only a few children in Holy Soul Village had reached the age for Martial Soul Awakening. Xiao Yan knew them all and soon notified them one by one.
"The last one..."
Xiao Yan arrived in front of a house with an axe marked on its roof. It was the home of Tang Hao, the only blacksmith in Holy Soul Village. The drunkard's son, Tang San, had also reached the age for Martial Soul Awakening.
"Creak..."
Just as Xiao Yan was about to knock, the door opened and a young figure stepped out. Seeing Xiao Yan about to knock, Tang San smiled slightly. "Sorry, I was held up for a little while."
Xiao Yan looked behind Tang San. The aroma of porridge wafted out in waves. That was why Tang San was late: he still had to prepare breakfast for his drunkard father, who had yet to wake up.
Xiao Yan nodded and returned with Tang San to the gate of Old Jack's courtyard, where several small figures were listening to Old Jack's instructions.
All the children taking part in the Martial Soul Awakening were ready.