Martial Soul Hall, Awakening Plaza
"The last one—Lin Feng."
A platinum bishop called out loudly.
Lin Feng let out a breath and glanced at the golden-robed figures on the high platform in the distance, his heart somewhat uneasy.
He stepped into the formation of six black stones. As the bishop activated his soul power, Lin Feng instinctively extended his right hand.
A faint golden phantom emerged—a pearl, translucent and about the size of a ping pong ball, radiating a soft glow.
The bishop frowned."Child, what is your martial soul called? Focus and sense it carefully. It will reveal its name to you."
"Innate Treasure Pearl. Support-type martial soul… I think."
Lin Feng gently caressed the pearl in his hand, a look of surprise flashing in his eyes. The pearl was very familiar—it was the very object that had fallen from the sky and struck him in his previous life, bringing him to this new world.
Just before he lost consciousness, he had vaguely seen this very pearl.
"Never heard of this martial soul before. Is it a mutated one? Come, place your hand on the crystal ball—let's test your soul power."
The bishop sounded a bit excited, hopeful for the emergence of a soul master with top-tier talent. After all, if a mutated martial soul is a positive mutation, it often comes with great potential.
Judging by its crystalline appearance, it didn't seem like a negative mutation.
If Lin Feng had high innate soul power… the bishop felt he could already envision a promising future.
"Innate soul power—Level 1?"
The bishop shook his head in disappointment.I'm sorry, Ruyan. Our days together will have to wait even longer.
Lin Feng sighed. This body really was too weak. For the first five years in the Martial Soul Hall orphanage, he had barely managed to eat enough each day.
Before the age of six, he hadn't received enough nutrition, which obviously affected his foundation.
Even now, his physical condition had only just reached the bare minimum for a normal person.
Still, Lin Feng was satisfied. As long as he had soul power, he could cultivate. As someone familiar with the world of Douluo, his journey was far from over.
"Thank you, Bishop."
The bishop watched Lin Feng silently return to the crowd, a bit surprised by the child's composure.This kid's mentality is pretty good.
"The rest of the awakening ceremony—I'll handle it personally. You take the children away now. Dismissed."
"Yes, sir."
As Lin Feng and the others left, three figures suddenly appeared—members of the Qian family.
In fact, Qian Renxue didn't need to come here for her martial soul awakening, but under her request and Qian Daoliu's consideration, they decided to come anyway.
After all, if the awakening took place in the Douluo Temple, the mother Qian Renxue longed to see would definitely not appear. But here… there was still a sliver of hope.
Qian Renxue blinked, looking around, her delicate face tinged with disappointment.
Her pouty lips trembled, then she clenched her small fist and pumped herself up.
(Come on, Xiaoxue! As long as your soul power level is high, Mom will surely accept you. You can do it!)
Only the three of them remained on the plaza.
Qian Renxue lifted her head, her gaze firm."Father, Grandpa, let's begin."
"Good luck, Xue'er. Once your martial soul awakens, Grandpa has gifts for you."
Qian Daoliu glared at Qian Xunji, who was about to channel his soul power, then sent him a message telepathically:"You fool, you're still not satisfied watching Xue'er awaken her martial soul? This isn't your place!""You failed to bring her mother here, disappointed her again—come accept punishment tomorrow!"
Qian Xunji froze, an awkward expression flashing across his face as he stepped aside.
A familiar scene played out again. As Qian Daoliu activated his soul power, Qian Renxue's body erupted with light far surpassing everyone before.
A golden, six-winged angel martial soul emerged behind her. At the top of the mountain in the Douluo Hall, the ancient Angel God statue shone with divine brilliance.
A massive angelic projection loomed above, radiating a peaceful, sacred, and noble aura that covered the entire awakening plaza.
"Ancestor…" Qian Daoliu murmured.
The angelic projection gradually shrank, merging into Qian Renxue's body as she stood with eyes closed.
The phantom behind her grew more solid, and she suddenly seemed much more mature.
Her once-childish face now held a trace of solemn dignity. The Six-Winged Angel martial soul was fully revealed. Qian Renxue opened her eyes in joy.
"Grandpa, Grandpa! Hurry and test my soul power—I feel so strong now!"
Qian Daoliu, snapping back to reality, took her hand and led her straight back to the Douluo Temple.
Qian Xunji also recovered and glanced at a nearby corner before heading off to manage the phenomenon that had shaken the heavens and earth.
In that corner stood a stunning woman. Her silver teeth clenched tightly. She had once held a sliver of hope for Qian Renxue's martial soul—but now, even that final hope was shattered.
A hoarse, bitter voice emerged:
"Damn it… Why… why must it be that cursed angel martial soul again? You never should've been born into this world!"
"To think such a filthy existence could manifest a divine sign—Heavens, you are truly blind!"
Bibi Dong forcefully suppressed the turmoil in her heart and turned to leave. Her eyes glanced in the direction Lin Feng had disappeared.
"Innate soul power level 1, huh? Rare indeed."
Back at the orphanage, Lin Feng received his martial soul certificate, school admission notice, and a basic manual on meditation techniques.
Yes—even with only Level 1 innate soul power, Lin Feng could still study at the Martial Soul Hall's primary academy, complete six years of schooling, or even get assigned a position within the Hall.
In that sense, being taken in by the Martial Soul Hall orphanage already gave him a better starting point than many from small cities.
"A martial soul is part of one's body… So this Innate Treasure Pearl—what part of me does it represent?"
With that question in mind, Lin Feng began his first cultivation session, using the Douluo Continent's most basic and widely known meditation technique.
Monotonous, slow, rigid—that was his first impression.
"No wonder Xuantian Technique became a top-tier method here. The way people cultivate in Douluo is far too primitive."
"It simply absorbs energy from the environment and converts it into soul power—no purification, no circulation paths. Maybe that's exactly where the Xuantian Technique's advantage lies?"
"Even high-level meditation methods here are naturally slow."
"This won't do. I need to change things. My innate soul power is only Level 1—cultivation will be slow. If I stick to the conventional path, I might never even become a Soul Elder."
"And in that case, even if I know the storyline, without strength, I can't seize any of those opportunities."
Feeling the subtle changes in his body during cultivation, Lin Feng made up his mind—to create his own soul power circulation route.
He had studied countless human meridian diagrams in his past life—he believed this was feasible.
Especially since his martial soul had its own innate abilities. Not using them would be a waste.
Purification, guidance, and clearing soul power channels—those were the Innate Treasure Pearl's current capabilities.
His martial soul was special—it could be stored within his body and nourish his meridians.
This would be the foundation of his future development.
He summoned the Innate Treasure Pearl—it radiated with precious energy, calming both his mind and blood.
Of course, he wouldn't just blindly experiment. Knowledge about martial souls was essential. The academy library would be his second home from now on.
"Innate Treasure Pearl… The word innate—what does it truly signify? Maybe if I use my martial soul as the entry point, I'll be surprised by what I discover."
"It followed me from my past life and became my martial soul… so now, it must be a part of my body too. After all, this body is new."
As night fell, Lin Feng stowed away his martial soul and began his routine physical training.