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This is the Douluo Dalu continent. That's right! That particularly legendary Douluo Dalu, the final destination for millions of transmigrators.
"Our village, you see, is called Daoxiang Village. The reason for the name comes from a story passed down here!
Hundreds of years ago, there were two people in our village, one named Shi Ritian, and the other named Shui Ling'er. And then, these two reached the age for Spirit Awakening.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, they respectively awakened a hoe and a sickle. Therefore… they happily farmed together, harvested rice straw, stayed together their whole lives, and grew old together…"
"Wow, what a beautiful story!"
"Yeah! What an absurd story…"
His heart was expressing extreme irritation. As he listened to the Village Chief blabber endlessly, Ling Mo rolled his eyes.
What an absurd story. Why were they listening with such enthusiasm?
Today was the time for Spirit Awakening in Daoxiang Village. All the six-year-old children in the village had gathered. All they heard was the Village Chief blabbering, but the legendary Soul Master hadn't appeared.
The Village Chief said that the esteemed Soul Master was still in the neighboring Holy Soul Village and would be over soon.
"Douluo flows like water, Su Yuntao is fixed like iron. Alas… they all say transmigrators have cheat systems, but I've been here for six years and haven't seen a single sign of one…
Tang San next door can already solo a Big Tiger, yet I can't even kill a chicken."
Ling Mo was very annoyed. Although he was also a transmigrator, he had lost the moment he stepped off the assembly line. He saw Tang San from the neighboring village practicing on the mountaintop every day. He secretly watched a few times, but couldn't understand anything at all.
This truly shamed transmigrators! Didn't everyone say that transmigrators are 100% self-taught, able to grasp the basics just by looking once? That they could be incredibly awesome without the guidance of a famous teacher? Why didn't he have any of that?
Returning to reality, today was the day of Ling Mo's Spirit Awakening. He didn't have any other hopes; if he awakened something like a sickle or a hoe, he might as well just die immediately.
Anyway, he had already died once. Living in this world now was completely pointless, just filling up space.
Did people really think anyone could be like Tang San, who could defy the heavens even with Blue Silver Grass? Just think about it, it wasn't that simple.
"Xiao Mo, why are you so quiet today? Aren't you usually the most talkative one?"
Village Chief Ultraman finished his blabbering. The children next to him were all seriously listening to his made-up stories, while only Ling Mo stood there in a daze.
"Exactly! Brother Mo, tell us the story of Guo Jing fighting Qiao Feng! And that story about Wei Xiaobao and the Seven Dwarfs…"
"Yeah, yeah! I love hearing the story of Yang Guo and Pinocchio fighting the Little Deaf Girl the most…"
"What is there to tell? Where do I get so many stories? Go stand somewhere cool…"
Ling Mo refused impatiently. Those stories were all fabricated nonsense; there was hardly a serious one among them.
He was feeling irritated, so Ling Mo couldn't be bothered to deal with these little brats.
As a great transmigrator, Ling Mo had abundant life experience. How could he possibly play around with these little kids?
"Speaking of which! On that day, at the Peak of Huashan, Qiao Feng carried a stereo and ascended the summit alone, battling the Five Greats single-handedly, crushing the heroes—it was a sight that stunned the heavens and moved the ghosts…"
Well, since it was still early, he might as well play along with them. As Ling Mo began recounting that chaotic Wuxia world, all the children cast looks of adoration toward him.
Just as Ling Mo was getting into the swing of his storytelling, a figure rushed in from the distance, quickly stepping onto a peach tree in front of the wooden house, then smoothly landing on the platform.
"Wow, Brother Tao is here! He looks quite handsome at first glance. Truly worthy of being the man with the highest appearance rate in Douluo…"
Amidst a thousand calls and ten thousand wishes, our great Battle Soul Master, Su Yuntao, finally made his entrance, stepping onto the platform with a very flamboyant posture.
"Esteemed Soul Master, you have finally arrived…"
Su Yuntao's appearance shocked everyone. His speed was so fast that many people didn't even react in time.
Is this the power of a Soul Master? Indeed, it's quite formidable…
"Alright! Let's begin. I'm rushing off to the next village," Su Yuntao said impatiently. It seemed he hadn't achieved much in the previous villages, and thus he was in a foul mood.
Although a Tang San with innate full soul power had appeared next door, it was a pity he had the trash Spirit of Blue Silver Grass. Regarding this… Su Yuntao was extremely disappointed.
"Hopefully, this village yields something good…"
Muttering to himself, Su Yuntao waved his hand and led all the children present into the small wooden house.
"First, let me introduce myself. My name is Su Yuntao, a Rank 26 Great Soul Master. I am your guide.
Now, I will conduct the Spirit Awakening for you one by one. Remember, no matter what happens, do not be afraid."
"We've undergone professional training. Generally, we won't be afraid, you can rest assured…"
As he spoke, Su Yuntao opened his satchel on a nearby table, taking out two items: six pitch-black circular stones and a sparkling blue crystal ball.
"It's starting now? I'm so nervous, what should I do? If I really awaken a sickle or a hoe, do I actually have to go die?"
Brother Tao was indeed a decisive man. Too lazy to waste time babbling, he immediately started the process.
Sure enough… the first child went up for the test. Unfortunately, he successfully followed in the footsteps of Shi Ritian and really could go harvest rice straw now.
In Douluo, it was truly rare for a village like this to produce someone with soul power! The truly talented individuals were all within those great clans and major sects.
Therefore, Su Yuntao didn't hold much hope. After a simple soul power test, it was another piece of trash without soul power.
"Alright! Next…"
Disappointment, disappointment, extreme disappointment!
"I swear, your village only produces sickles and hoes. Can't you have something different?"
Brother Tao was having a massive headache. As expected of Daoxiang Village, it was nothing but sickles and hoes, truly living up to its name.
"Oh ho, we actually got a different one! Too bad it's still a trash Spirit…"
Just as he said that, someone different appeared. Unfortunately, it was Blue Silver Grass, and worse, Blue Silver Grass without any soul power.
Su Yuntao was despairing. Out of these dozen or so children, not a single one possessed soul power. What was worse, their Spirit types were remarkably uniform—either hoes or sickles.
Ling Mo was ranked last. Seeing the simpletons in front of him finish their awakening one by one, he also started feeling a bit panicked.
Since they were all from the same village, and they all got hoes and sickles, would he end up with a hoe or a sickle too?
Ling Mo understood Spirit inheritance; they were usually passed down from the parents. But he seemed to have no parents! He hadn't seen them since birth.
So, he couldn't guess what his Spirit would be!
"It's my turn, it's my turn. Please, don't let it be a hoe or a sickle…"
Muttering under his breath, Ling Mo walked forward. He was the last person to awaken in Daoxiang Village. By now, Su Yuntao had run out of patience and was extremely irritated.
Upholding the highest professional standards, he still managed to say calmly, "Stand up there…"
Ling Mo walked into the center of the six black stones without hesitation. As Su Yuntao injected six streams of soul power, a faint golden light shone brightly once again.
"Wow, a Golden Legend!"
Warmth. That was Ling Mo's first sensation. He felt completely enveloped in a cozy world, an indescribable comfort.
No wonder the previous children's emotions had stabilized as soon as they were wrapped in this golden light.
"Huh… this light? Is it Tiga?"
A five-colored divine light slowly flowed out from Ling Mo's body, while a hint of golden light was visible on the surface. He closed his eyes, carefully sensing the feeling, and noticed his body trembling with excitement.
It was as if a force was slowly attaching itself to his body. He slowly spread his right hand open, but it was bare—nothing was there.
"What? Empty?"
Now Ling Mo was dumbfounded. There was absolutely nothing bare on his palm, not even the shadow of a Spirit. What was going on?
At least other people got a sickle. He was even more thorough; he wasn't even given the chance to harvest rice straw.
Right hand, empty!
Left hand, also empty!
Damn it, did it have to play games with him like this?
Ling Mo was panicking, and Su Yuntao was even more baffled! In over ten years of practice, he had never seen this phenomenon. This had touched his knowledge blind spot!
"Empty? What happened? Did something go wrong?"
Su Yuntao was stunned. This burst of light was clearly extraordinary, yet… Su Yuntao couldn't even see the shadow of Ling Mo's Spirit.
Could this thing hide itself? Impossible. Su Yuntao stated that he had never encountered such a phenomenon.
"No Spirit? Wait, this child's eyes?"
Su Yuntao suddenly noticed that Ling Mo's eyes were the astonishing double pupils.
Initially, Su Yuntao hypothesized that these astonishing double pupils were his Spirit! But after studying them closely, he found they didn't possess the characteristics of a Spirit.
Nor had he ever heard of someone using eyes as a Spirit.
Since it couldn't be explained, the only conclusion was that Ling Mo did not possess a Spirit! He might even be the first person in this world without a Spirit.
(End of this chapter)