Douluo Continent, Fano Province, Holy Soul Village.
The village is nestled at the foot of a range of green mountains. The villagers are simple and honest, and have made a living by farming and hunting for generations. They are as ordinary as can be on this vast continent.
The only thing that gave Holy Soul Village a bit of fame was that a Soul Saint-level expert emerged from here decades ago, which is why the village was given the name "Holy Soul".
For everyone on this continent, the Soul Master is the highest profession.
Possessing a martial spirit and soul power allows one to embark on a path to becoming a powerful being who can fly and escape into the world, and whose lifespan is long.
Conversely, if one's martial soul is mediocre, or even considered a useless martial soul by the world, then one is destined to live a mediocre life and struggle to survive at the bottom.
At this moment, inside the slightly dilapidated thatched hut at the edge of the village, a young man was sitting quietly cross-legged on the bed.
The boy's name was Lin Chen. He was six years old this year. He was not particularly strong, but his back was straight, and his skin exuded a refined aura that was completely inconsistent with his age.
His eyes were slightly closed, and his breathing was long and gentle. With each breath, he seemed to resonate with the surrounding world, and a faint trace of the energy of heaven and earth was slowly flowing into his body through his pores.
If a powerful Soul Master were here, they would be utterly terrified.
A child who is only six years old can absorb the soul power between heaven and earth on his own, and the way he operates it is extremely mysterious, far surpassing any basic cultivation technique on the continent!
Lin Chen is not a native of this world.
Six years ago, he traveled from Earth and landed in an ordinary farming family in Holy Soul Village. His parents had died early, leaving him to depend on them for survival.
What accompanied him through his journey was not a system that released missions in real time, but a heaven-defying legacy that had been rooted deep in his soul since his birth.
There are no cold, mechanical prompts, no mandatory tasks, and no reward or punishment mechanisms.
That was a complete and perfect legacy—
A spatial storage ring (capable of storing living beings, with a storage space of 1,000,000 cubic meters), the Northern Darkness Divine Art, the complete version of the Tang Sect's ultimate techniques, counter-techniques that can restrain all of the Tang Sect's methods, coordinates of hidden treasure lands in Douluo Continent, the location of the Dragon Tomb, a soul beast encyclopedia, and an incredibly mature method for condensing three soul cores...
From the time he could remember, Lin Chen had been silently cultivating by relying on this inheritance deep within his soul.
While other six-year-olds were still running wild in the fields, he had already mastered the first level of the Northern Darkness Divine Art, and his physical strength and internal energy were hundreds or thousands of times greater than those of his peers.
He had already mastered the Tang Clan's Ghost Shadow Steps, Jade Hand, Purple Demon Eye, and Hundred Solutions to Hidden Weapons, and even the methods to counter these unique skills.
Lingbo Weibu (a martial arts technique), Powang Shenmou (another martial arts technique), Jingang Budao Ti (another martial arts technique), Wanhua Zhi (another martial arts technique), Shattering Xing Zhang (another martial arts technique)...
All those legendary skills that only existed in legends had long since become instincts in his body.
However, Lin Chen had one question.
The inheritance never mentions what kind of martial soul he will awaken in the future.
In Douluo Continent, martial spirits are the foundation and soul power is the core. No matter how strong the cultivation technique is, if the martial spirit is too weak, it will probably be difficult to be considered a high-level technique.
He had also secretly observed the scene of people in the village awakening their martial souls. The sickles, hoes, iron pots, weeds... the vast majority of them were useless martial souls without any soul power.
Over time, Lin Chen also felt a bit uneasy.
He didn't know what his martial spirit would be, so he could only devote all his energy to cultivation, using the most solid foundation to meet the impending judgment of fate.
Today is the annual day for the awakening of martial spirits in Holy Soul Village.
"Lin Chen, wake up! The Spirit Hall's masters have arrived. It's time to gather in the plaza!"
A neighbor's voice called from outside, her tone carrying both kindness and regret.
In the eyes of the villagers, Lin Chen was an orphan, quiet by nature, unlike the other children who were lively, and probably not very talented.
Lin Chen slowly opened his eyes.
For a fleeting moment, a barely perceptible glint flashed in the depths of his eyes, like a star suddenly shining, before quickly returning to normalcy.
After six years of arduous training, the Northern Darkness True Qi had already circulated freely throughout his limbs and bones, and the Tang Sect's unique skills were deeply ingrained in his bones. Even when facing an unknown martial soul, he had gained more confidence.
"Okay, Auntie, I'll be right there."
Lin Chen responded softly, pushed open the door, and walked out of the thatched hut.
The early spring sun shone warmly on us, and the village square was already packed with people.
All the children who turned six this year were waiting here with their parents, chattering away, their eyes filled with anticipation and nervousness.
Among the crowd, Lin Chen also spotted a familiar figure.
That boy who always carried a book of Blue Silver Grass, with a quiet demeanor but exceptionally determined eyes—Tang San.
Lin Chen and Tang San were not close friends. Both of them were introverted and would occasionally meet at the village entrance, but they rarely spoke.
But Lin Chen could vaguely sense that this seemingly ordinary boy also possessed an extraordinary aura.
Little did he know that the other person, like himself, was a transmigrator with unparalleled inheritance.
In the center of the square, several figures dressed in white robes stood quietly.
Leading the group was Su Yuntao, the deacon sent here by the Spirit Hall.
He held an ancient black scepter in his hand, his brows furrowed with a hint of haughty arrogance. He was already used to these country children.
Every year when a martial soul awakens, nine out of ten are useless martial souls. Anyone who can produce even one with innate soul power level one or two is considered a rare genius.
"Quiet down!"
Su Yuntao gave a soft shout, and a faint wisp of soul power spread out, instantly silencing the noisy square.
"The awakening of your martial spirit is a matter of life and death for you. Now, come up one by one in order. Do not make a sound or move around!"
As soon as the words were spoken, the awakening ceremony officially began.
One by one, the children stepped forward and, guided by Su Yuntao, placed their palms on the six black awakening stones.
A flash of light appeared, and one after another, martial spirits materialized.
Sickle, hoe, wooden basin, piglet, wild grass...
They were all ordinary, useless martial souls, without any fluctuation of soul power.
Su Yuntao's impatience grew more and more obvious. This meaningless awakening was, to him, a pure waste of time.
"Next!"
Soon, it was Tang San's turn.
Tang San stepped forward, placed his palm on the Awakening Stone, and a pale blue light instantly shone, as a slender Blue Silver Grass slowly appeared in his palm.
"Blue Silver Grass? Another useless martial soul."
Su Yuntao pursed his lips, his face full of disappointment, "Come on, let's test your soul power."
When Tang San placed his hand on the blue crystal ball, a dazzling blue light burst forth, almost illuminating the entire square!
"Innate full soul power!"
Su Yuntao's eyes widened suddenly, his voice trembling slightly, "It's actually innate full soul power! Even a useless martial soul has enough innate full soul power to cultivate!"
He was so excited that he trembled all over. He never expected to encounter someone with innate full soul power in this remote and impoverished Holy Soul Village!
The surrounding villagers were in an uproar, their gazes towards Tang San filled with awe and envy.
No one expected that this usually quiet child would possess such a terrifying talent!
Lin Chen stood at the back of the crowd, his eyes calm.
He could clearly sense the internal energy within Tang San's body, which was completely different from his own, yet equally pure and profound.
As expected, this young man is no ordinary person.
But at this moment, Lin Chen didn't have the extra energy to pay attention to others.
Because, next, it will be his turn.
"Hey, kid, you're the one, get up here!"
Su Yuntao pointed at Lin Chen and urged him on.
Having just discovered someone with innate full soul power, he was in a great mood, and his gaze towards Lin Chen became less cold.
Lin Chen took a deep breath and stepped forward.
Six years of waiting, rigorous training since childhood, and all the unknowns will be revealed at this moment.
He showed no sign of tension, only complete calm.
Regardless of what his martial spirit is, he is confident that he can forge his own path based on his inherited skills.
My palm gently pressed against the cool Awakening Stone.
The warm, gentle power flowed into my body through my palm, as if awakening something dormant deep within my soul.
The next second, three completely different beams of light burst out from Lin Chen's body at the same time!
One was light blue, one was dark black, and one was light gold.
The three beams of light intertwined, but they did not appear particularly dazzling; instead, they exuded an ordinary and unremarkable aura.
Su Yuntao's expectant gaze froze the moment he saw the three martial souls.
He widened his eyes, leaned closer, and examined it carefully. The excitement on his face quickly faded, replaced by deep disappointment and disgust.
On the left is a slender, soft, and ubiquitous blue silver grass.
In his right hand was a rough, heavy, dull black iron hammer.
Beside him was Luo Sanpao, a small, adorable-looking creature that lacked any imposing presence.
Three martial spirits were clearly suspended around Lin Chen.
Su Yuntao's lips twitched, and after a long while, he let out an incredulous sneer.
"In all the decades I've been awakening my martial soul, this is the first time I've ever seen... a genius who possesses three useless martial souls all in one!"
"Blue Silver Grass, useless martial spirit! Black Iron Hammer, useless martial spirit! Luo Sanpao, useless martial spirit!"
"Three of the most typical, useless, and impossible-to-cultivate useless martial souls have actually appeared in one person at the same time! This is simply unheard of and unseen!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a burst of laughter erupted in the square.
"Hahahaha! Three useless martial souls, that's too tragic!"
"Compared to Tang San, they're worlds apart!"
"You'll never become a Soul Master in this lifetime. Just stick to farming!"
"Not only are they orphans, but their talent is also so poor, it's truly pitiful..."
Mockery, ridicule, sympathy, disdain...
All sorts of gazes, like sharp swords, shot towards Lin Chen.
Su Yuntao waved his hand impatiently, "Alright, alright, hurry up and test your soul power and finish the process. I doubt you even have level one soul power."
Lin Chen stood on the awakening platform, his expression still calm, without anger, shame, or the slightest self-doubt.
He slowly reached out and placed his hand on the soul power testing crystal ball.
A faint blue light slowly appeared.
No more, no less, exactly level three.
Innate Soul Power Level 3.
He was neither the best nor the worst, but still didn't deserve the title of "genius." Coupled with his three useless martial souls, in everyone's eyes, he was still a good-for-nothing destined for a mediocre life.
"As expected, level three soul power, barely enough to cultivate. What a pity, stuck with three useless martial souls, this life is over."
Su Yuntao shook his head, completely losing interest.
The surrounding laughter grew even louder.
However, no one saw that Lin Chen's hand, hanging at his side, was slightly clenched.
Deep within his eyes, beneath that calm surface, lies a surging, boundless passion!
A useless martial spirit?
Blue Silver Grass, Black Iron Hammer, Luo Sanpao?
People generally regard it as garbage and discard it like worn-out shoes.
But they will never know what kind of heaven-defying inheritance is hidden deep in his soul!
With the Northern Darkness Divine Art in hand, he no longer needs to rely on soul rings or be bound by levels. He can devour the soul power of heaven and earth and absorb all laws into his body!
He is proficient in the Tang Clan's unique skills and can easily counter any Tang Clan technique!
Ghostly Appearance? He possesses the Lingbo Weibu (a martial arts technique)!
Purple Demon Eyes? He possesses the Eyes of Truth!
The Jade Hand? He possesses the Indestructible Body!
The internal energy of the Xuan Tian Gong? Compared to the Bei Ming Divine Art, it's nothing more than a firefly compared to the sun and moon!
And then there's the dragon tomb buried deep within the continent.
And the life essence left behind by Ah Yin
And then there's the Great Dao of the Three Soul Cores, powerful enough to suppress everything!
Blue Silver Grass, capable of controlling the essence of life!
The black iron hammer can grasp the very path of destruction!
Luo Sanpao can devour the essence and blood of dragons and reverse the status of the supreme dragon god!
With three cores cultivated simultaneously and two gods bestowed upon him, the power of creation is entirely at his fingertips!
You laugh at me for having a useless martial spirit?
Laugh at me for being born lowly?
Then I will let the entire Douluo Continent, and even the lofty God Realm, take a good look!
I, Lin Chen,
With these three useless martial spirit bodies that are despised by the world
He forged an unparalleled divine path, dominating all the heavens and becoming an invincible Douluo!
The humiliation I suffer today, I will repay a hundredfold, a thousandfold in the future!
What is weak today will one day transform into an unparalleled sharpness that will make heaven and earth tremble!
On the Martial Soul Awakening Platform, the young man lowered his head slightly, and no one saw the indifferent yet domineering smile on his lips.
The legend of Lin Chen officially begins in Holy Soul Village, on top of these three useless martial souls!
(End of chapter)