Spirit Hall, Awakening Square.
"Last one, Lin Feng."
A Platinum Bishop called out loudly.
Lin Feng exhaled, glanced at the golden figures on the distant high platform, and felt a bit nervous.
Stepping into the formation made of six black stones, as the bishop's soul power activated the array, Lin Feng instinctively extended his right hand.
A faint golden shadow emerged—a pearl, crystal-clear and about the size of a ping-pong ball, glowing with a faint light.
The bishop frowned:
"Child, what is your martial soul called? Focus on it, and it will tell you its nature."
"Innate Treasure Pearl, an auxiliary-type martial soul, I think."
Lin Feng caressed the pearl in his hand, his eyes showing surprise. The pearl looked all too familiar—it was the very object that had struck him from the sky in his previous life, sending him to this world.
Before he lost consciousness, he had vaguely seen the pearl's appearance.
"A martial soul I've never heard of... Is it a mutated martial soul? Alright, place your hand on the crystal ball to test your soul power."
The bishop's tone sounded excited. He was anticipating the birth of a future soul master with top-tier talent. After all, those with mutated martial souls often possessed high innate talent, especially if the mutation was positive.
Given the pearl's crystal-clear appearance, it didn't seem like a negative mutation.
If Lin Feng's talent turned out to be high... The bishop could already see a bright future ahead.
"Innate soul power... level one?"
The bishop shook his head in disappointment. Sorry, Ruyan, our time together will have to be postponed again.
Lin Feng sighed. This body was indeed too weak. For the first five years after being brought to the Spirit Hall orphanage, he had barely survived, often going hungry.
Before the age of six, the lack of proper nutrition had undoubtedly affected his foundation.
Even now, his physical condition had only just reached a normal level.
Still, Lin Feng was content. As long as he had soul power, he could cultivate. For someone who knew the world of Douluo well, his future wouldn't end here.
"Thank you, Bishop."
The bishop watched as Lin Feng quietly returned to the crowd, somewhat surprised. This child has a remarkably good mindset.
"The next awakening ceremony will be conducted by me personally. Take the children away and leave."
"Yes."
As Lin Feng and the others left, three figures suddenly appeared—none other than the members of the Qian family.
In truth, Qian Renxue's awakening ceremony didn't need to be held here. However, at her request and after consideration by Qian Daoliu, they had decided to come.
After all, if the ceremony were held at the Douluo Hall, Qian Renxue's mother, whom she longed to see, wouldn't be present. Here, there was still a glimmer of hope.
Qian Renxue blinked, looking around, her delicate face showing a hint of disappointment.
Her rosy lips pouted, and she clenched her right fist, giving herself a mental boost.
(Come on, Xue'er! As long as you awaken with a high soul power level, Mom will surely accept you. You can do it!)
The square was now empty except for the three of them.
Qian Renxue raised her head, her gaze firming up:
"Dad, Grandpa, let's begin."
"Go for it, Xue'er. After 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, and transmitted a message:
"You wretch! Aren't you satisfied just watching Xue'er's awakening? Her awakening isn't your place to interfere!
I told you to find a way to bring her here, but you failed again, disappointing Xue'er once more. Come and receive your punishment tomorrow!"
Qian Xunji froze, an awkward expression flashing across his face, and stood still.
A similar scene unfolded again. As Qian Daoliu's soul power activated, Qian Renxue's body radiated a light far surpassing that of everyone before.
A golden Six-Winged Angel martial soul materialized behind her. High above, in the Douluo Hall, the ancient statue of the Angel God shone brilliantly.
A massive angelic figure loomed over the square, exuding an aura of peace, sanctity, and nobility that filled the entire awakening square.
"Ancestor!" Qian Daoliu murmured.
The colossal angelic figure gradually shrank, merging into Qian Renxue's body as she closed her eyes.
The figure behind her grew more solid, and Qian Renxue seemed to mature instantly.
Her once-childish face now carried a hint of authority and solemnity. The Six-Winged Angel martial soul fully manifested, and Qian Renxue opened her eyes in delight.
"Grandpa, Grandpa, test my soul power! I feel so strong now!"
Qian Daoliu snapped out of his daze, took Qian Renxue's hand, and returned to the Douluo Hall.
Qian Xunji also regained his composure, glancing toward a corner before leaving to handle the news of this celestial phenomenon.
In the corner, a stunning figure stood, her silver teeth clenched. The last shred of hope she had held for Qian Renxue's martial soul was now shattered.
A low, hoarse voice escaped her lips.
"Damn it, why... Why does it have to be that cursed Angel martial soul again? You shouldn't have come into this world!
Such a filthy existence, yet it can manifest divine miracles. Heaven must be blind!"
Bibi Dong forcefully suppressed the turmoil in her heart and turned to leave, her gaze lingering in the direction Lin Feng had gone.
Innate soul power level one? That's quite rare.
...
Back at the orphanage, Lin Feng received his martial soul certificate, admission notice, and the most basic meditation technique from the dean.
Yes, even with only level one innate soul power, Lin Feng could still study at the Spirit Hall's primary academy, completing six years of education or taking up a position arranged by the Spirit Hall.
In this regard, being taken in by the Spirit Hall's orphanage was even better than being born in some small towns.
"If the martial soul is a part of my body, then what part of me does the Innate Treasure Pearl belong to?"
With this question in mind, Lin Feng began his first cultivation session using the most primitive and widely spread meditation technique in the Douluo Continent.
Monotonous, slow, and rigid—that was Lin Feng's first impression.
"No wonder the Mysterious Heaven Skill is considered a top-tier method here. The cultivation methods of the Douluo Continent are indeed too primitive.
It's just the simple absorption of natural energy to convert into soul power, without purification or specific pathways. Perhaps the Mysterious Heaven Skill's advantage lies in this?
Even advanced meditation techniques are naturally slow.
No, I need to make changes. With only level one innate soul power, my cultivation will already be slow. If I follow the conventional path, breaking through to the Soul Elder level will be hopeless.
By then, even if I know the plot, without sufficient strength, it will be hard to seize opportunities."
Lin Feng, sensing the changes in his body during cultivation, resolved to create his own soul power circulation method.
Having studied many human meridian diagrams in his previous life, he felt this was feasible.
Moreover, it would be a waste not to develop the innate abilities of his martial soul.
Purification and guiding the flow of soul power—these were the innate abilities of the Innate Treasure Pearl.
His martial soul was special; it could be absorbed into his body to nourish his meridians.
Developing abilities based on this would be Lin Feng's future focus.
Summoning the Innate Treasure Pearl, the pearl's aura permeated his mind and bloodline.
Of course, he wouldn't recklessly experiment. Knowledge of martial souls was indispensable, and the academy's library would become his frequent haunt.
"The Innate Treasure Pearl... What does 'innate' signify? Perhaps using the martial soul as a starting point might yield some surprises."
"It followed me from my previous life, transforming into my martial soul. So, it should now be a part of my body, right? After all, this body is new."
As night fell, Lin Feng put away his martial soul and began his daily physical training.