Time flowed like a babbling brook.
A month passed in the blink of an eye.
Ye Han traveled day and night, and as the sun set on this day, he finally arrived at Spirit City.
As soon as he entered the city, he began asking around and soon found himself standing before the Awakening Hall, where martial souls were awakened.
"Success or failure, good or bad, it all comes down to this!"
Ye Han's clothes were tattered, and his face was worn with exhaustion, but his eyes shone with unwavering determination.
Along the way, his money had been stolen, and his shoes had worn out. He had endured countless hardships.
But compared to the debt of his parents' murder, these struggles were nothing!
As he pondered this, a male Soul Master from the Spirit Hall walked out of the building, grumbling as he closed the door.
"Every day, I have to awaken martial souls for these damn commoners. What a waste of time!"
"If I had known, I would've joined the empire instead. At least there, we Soul Masters are treated with respect and given good food and wine!"
Was it already closing time?!
Ye Han quickly stepped forward and politely asked,
"Uncle, is it already closing time?"
The Soul Master looked down at the sound of his voice.
When he saw it was just a dirty child, he ignored him and continued to close the door.
Seeing this, Ye Han's heart sank.
If he couldn't awaken his martial soul today, he would likely end up sleeping on the streets.
Using the ground as his bed and the sky as his blanket!
"Uncle, I've reached the age to awaken my martial soul. I'd like to do it now."
"Could you spare a moment? I promise I'll repay you in the future!"
Ye Han pleaded anxiously, reaching out to grab the edge of the door, his eyes filled with desperation.
But his plea didn't earn him any sympathy. Instead, it only irritated the Soul Master.
He shoved Ye Han to the ground, his face twisted with disgust as he cursed,
"Get lost! Don't waste my time! Repay me? Who do you think you are, you lowly commoner!"
Ye Han fell hard, his fists clenching in anger and humiliation.
But knowing he was in the wrong for delaying the man's time, he swallowed his rage and prepared to leave.
However, at that moment, a stern and commanding voice rang out.
"How dare you!"
The voice carried an overwhelming pressure that instantly left the Soul Master gasping for breath.
Such a powerful aura!
Ye Han quickly turned to see where the voice had come from.
A stunningly beautiful woman was walking over, her face filled with displeasure.
She had short brown hair and exquisite features.
She wore a black, form-fitting leather outfit adorned with scales, resembling armor.
Yet, it did little to hide her curvaceous and alluring figure.
Her voluptuous chest even revealed a deep cleavage, and her long legs were tightly wrapped in leather pants, accentuating her perky rear.
Overall, her appearance and figure were nothing short of perfection!
So beautiful, who is she?!
Ye Han was momentarily stunned, wondering about her identity.
The male Soul Master, however, was terrified when he saw her.
"Elder... Elder Ling Yuan!!!"
Ling Yuan? The only female elder in the Spirit Hall!
Ye Han was surprised to learn the name of the stunning woman before him.
Ling Yuan walked over quickly, her voice icy as she scolded the Soul Master.
"The Spirit Hall's rules state that the Awakening Hall must remain open until after sunset!"
"It's only just sunset, and you're already rushing to close. What kind of behavior is this?!"
The Soul Master stammered apologies, not daring to argue.
Ye Han felt a surge of anger. So, he hadn't been in the wrong—it was this scoundrel who had broken the rules.
"Hmph! I'll deal with you later!"
Ling Yuan snorted coldly, ignoring the Soul Master.
She turned to Ye Han, her expression softening as she took pity on the poor boy. She bent down and spoke gently.
"Little one, are you here to awaken your martial soul? Let big sister help you, okay?"
As she spoke, she extended a delicate hand.
Ye Han was momentarily stunned but quickly seized the opportunity, nodding eagerly.
"Yes, yes! Please help me awaken my martial soul, big sister!"
He reached out and took her hand.
"Come with me, little one."
Ling Yuan smiled and led Ye Han into the Awakening Hall.
The male Soul Master watched this scene with envy and hatred, gritting his teeth in frustration.
It was well-known that Elder Ling Yuan kept her distance from men, yet she was being so gentle with this lowly commoner.
But soon, a smirk spread across his face. What kind of martial soul could this lowly commoner possibly awaken? This was going to be hilarious!
"Stand still, little one. Big sister will awaken your martial soul now."
Ling Yuan led Ye Han to the center of the hall, where a formation was activated.
"Hum—!"
A soft light enveloped Ye Han's body, and he soon felt a growing heat within him.
Something powerful was stirring inside, trying to break free.
But it seemed too powerful, struggling to emerge.
"What's going on? Why isn't it coming out?!"
Ling Yuan frowned, her brows knitting together. She had never encountered such a situation before.
Based on her experience, even top-tier martial souls should have emerged by now.
"Haha, maybe he doesn't even have a martial soul? Let's see him make a fool of himself!"
The male Soul Master sneered, secretly mocking Ye Han.
"Come out!"
Ling Yuan suddenly activated her own martial soul—the Blazing Ling Yuan!
Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, black—the optimal soul ring configuration for a Titled Douluo.
Her 92nd-level soul power surged as she forced Ye Han's martial soul to emerge.
"Roar—!"
A deafening dragon's roar echoed through the hall.
A holy dragon radiating golden light suddenly appeared.
It coiled around Ye Han, releasing an overwhelming aura that shook the heavens.
In an instant, the entire Awakening Hall was bathed in a dazzling, sacred light.
"Ah! This terrifying aura!!!"
"Is this the legendary Golden Holy Dragon, a martial soul even superior to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon?!"
"No! This dragon's bloodline and aura far surpass the Golden Holy Dragon!"
"This is the semi-divine martial soul—the Light Holy Dragon!"
The male Soul Master exclaimed in shock, his previous disdain completely gone.
Even Ling Yuan, a Titled Douluo, was stunned, her beautiful eyes wide with surprise.
"The Light Holy Dragon?!"
Ye Han was equally shocked, but more than that, he was thrilled.
With such a martial soul, how could he not avenge his parents?!
Suddenly, Ling Yuan sensed something and cried out in disbelief.
"Wait! There's another martial soul!"
She immediately poured more of her soul power into the formation, forcing the second martial soul to emerge.
"Roar—!"
A deeper, more resonant dragon's roar echoed.
A holy dragon radiating dark light appeared.
It too coiled around Ye Han, releasing an aura that shook the soul.
The black light it emitted intertwined with the golden light of the Light Holy Dragon.
Like the collision of the sun and moon, they merged, creating an even more dazzling spectacle.
"What?! A dual martial soul! And one I've never seen before!"
"Opposite in nature to the Light Holy Dragon, could this be the Dark Holy Dragon?!"
"This kid has awakened two semi-divine martial souls—the Light Holy Dragon and the Dark Holy Dragon!!!"
The male Soul Master was dumbfounded, collapsing to the ground in shock.
Ling Yuan was equally stunned, having never witnessed such a breathtaking scene.
"Boom—!"
In the next moment, a beam of light and dark energy erupted from Ye Han's body.
It shot through the roof, reaching the clouds and creating a deafening roar.
Two massive silhouettes of the Light and Dark Holy Dragons appeared in the sky, majestic and awe-inspiring.
The entire city was instantly stirred into a frenzy. All the elders and high-ranking officials of the Spirit Hall rushed to the scene.