Every day, without fail, Liu Feng strictly follows the established plan and devotes himself to training at an intensity suitable for his age.
Even when his clothes were soaked with sweat and his muscles ached unbearably, he never had the slightest thought of giving up.
Time flies like an arrow, and Liu Feng gradually grows into adulthood under the baptism of time.
His efforts paid off, and all his hard work began to bear fruit.
Today, his physical fitness far surpasses that of his peers, and he exudes youthful vigor and strength.
Liu Feng’s willpower was also tempered.
As the day of his martial soul awakening drew ever closer, Liu Feng’s heart was filled with a mixture of hope and nervousness.
He was well aware that the awakening of his martial soul would be a major turning point in his life, completely determining the direction of his future.
Before that, all he could do was to seize every second and hone his physique as much as possible to make full preparations for the upcoming awakening.
Seeing his son working so hard day and night, Liu Qing, the father, felt a deep sense of satisfaction.
However, he also understood the inherent limitations of the Blue Silver Grass martial soul, which might become major obstacles on Liu Feng’s future path.
However, he could only place high hopes on his son and silently provide support and encouragement from behind.
And so, through the changing seasons, Liu Feng celebrated his sixth birthday amidst daily training and study, which also meant that the moment of awakening his martial spirit was just around the corner.
On the eve of his awakening, Liu Feng tossed and turned in bed, unable to fall asleep.
He desperately hoped to awaken a powerful martial spirit and begin an extraordinary life.
Yet, fearing he might repeat his family’s mistakes, he awakened the Blue Silver Grass, which was considered a “useless martial soul” by everyone, and didn’t even have any soul power.
Meanwhile, Liu Qing, the father, was one of only two Soul Masters in the village.
Under the dim oil lamp, he solemnly wiped the Awakening Stone repeatedly.
The flickering lamplight reflected the worry on his face.
He knew his son’s fate would be rewritten the next day, and all he could do was pray silently in his heart.
In the very center of Liujia Village stands a simple, ancient stone house.
This stone house is no ordinary structure; it serves as both an ancestral hall for the village to worship their ancestors and pass on family culture, and a “Hall of Martial Soul” that carries the dreams and hopes of the children.
In front of the stone house is a wide open space.
On ordinary days, this is where villagers dry their grains, and it’s also a place where the village children play.
But today, it has been carefully decorated to be solemn and dignified, because the annual Martial Soul Awakening Ceremony is about to be held here, which is a crucial moment in the life of every child.
At 3:45 AM, just as a sliver of light appeared on the horizon, the morning mist, like a light veil, gently clung to the stone mill at the village entrance.
Liu Feng was wearing a faded blue cloth shirt and looked rather thin.
He squatted on the ground, idly counting the wild amaranth sprouting from the cracks in the blue bricks.
Not far away, seven or eight children of similar age lined up in a crooked line in front of the ancestral hall.
Among them, Cuihua had a small copper bell tied to the end of her braid.
As she moved, the bell made a clear and melodious “ding-dong” sound.
Tie Dan kept wiping his nose with his sleeve, looking adorable; Wang Xiaohu stood to the side, proudly showing off the new silver necklace his father had made for him, his eyes full of pride.
A long, dull creak as the door hinges turned broke the morning’s tranquility.
Everyone instinctively held their breath, their eyes fixed on the ancestral hall’s main gate.
Liu Qing slowly walked out of the ancestral hall.
His steps were steady and powerful, and the silver tassels hanging from his waist swayed gently with his movements, casting shimmering spots of light on the bluestone slabs.
Liu Feng’s gaze was fixed on the jade pendant at his father’s waist, the words “Level 29 Great Soul Master” on it shining brightly under the polishing of time.
In his eyes, this seemed like an insurmountable chasm, symbolizing power and unattainability.
Today, Liu Qing was dressed in a magnificent blue robe, looking exceptionally dignified.
Behind him, a black cloak fluttered gently in the wind, adding to his imposing presence.
A striking golden “Soul” character shines brightly in the center of the chest.
On his left chest, a badge engraved with a longsword is particularly eye-catching.
The three longswords on the badge stand in an interlocking pattern, which not only represents his identity as a Great Soul Master, but also indicates that he comes from the Spirit Hall and is a Battle Soul Master.
However, Liu Qing was not actually a formal member of the Spirit Hall; he was merely an outsourced worker hired by a certain Soul Master to help out.
After all, the Douluo Continent is so vast.
Although many Soul Masters in the Spirit Hall are very dedicated, such as the legendary “Blind God King – Su Yuntao”.
However, there are also many lazy members of the Spirit Hall.
At this time, they will find ways to outsource, outsourcing some small places and some less important villages.
But we’ve digressed.
As the village chief of Liujia Village and also an elder to the children, Liu Qing knows the immense significance of martial spirit awakening for these children.
His own martial soul is Blue Silver Grass.
Although in the Douluo Continent, where there are many powerful people, Blue Silver Grass is scorned by many and regarded as a worthless “useless martial soul”.
But in Liujia Village, it is a symbol passed down through generations of the family, carrying the memories and expectations of countless ancestors.
“Children, today is the most important moment of your lives—the day your martial spirit awakens.”
“No matter what kind of martial soul you awaken, you must remember that this is a unique talent bestowed upon you by the heavens, and also a sacred mission you bear.”
“Don’t feel ashamed because of external prejudices and evaluations, and don’t blindly envy other people’s martial spirits.”
“Because each and every one of you is unique and irreplaceable.” Liu Qing’s voice was deep and powerful, echoing for a long time in the empty space.
The children listened quietly, their eyes sparkling with curiosity and longing for the unknown.
Liu Feng stood in the middle of the line, his small hands clenched into fists, his palms already soaked with sweat.
His heart was pounding like a rabbit’s, filled with unease and anxiety.
He knew that the family’s martial soul was Blue Silver Grass, and he also understood that some children might be lucky enough to mutate and awaken a powerful martial soul.
There’s nothing he can do now but silently pray that his martial spirit won’t be too bad, that there won’t be no hope at all.
Liu Qing carefully took out a crystal-clear blue crystal ball from the ancestral hall, and then took out six shiny black stones, and gently placed them in front of Liu Feng.
He then carefully arranged the six black stones into a regular hexagon on the ground.
“Liu Feng, you go first.” Liu Qing’s voice was gentle yet firm, pulling Liu Feng back from his chaotic thoughts.
Liu Feng took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down, and with slightly trembling steps, slowly walked to the center of the hexagon.
“Martial Soul – Blue Silver Grass!” With a low shout from Liu Qing, a faint green light slowly emanated from his right palm, like a nimble little snake, rapidly spreading along his arm to his entire body.
In the blink of an eye, a giant blue silver grass sprouted from the ground, grew rapidly, completely enveloping Liu Qing’s body and taking deep root at his feet.
The leaves of the blue silver grass stretch freely in the breeze, as if showing the world its tenacious vitality.
Immediately afterwards, Liu Qing’s hands moved rapidly, his ten fingers flying, and six faint green lights shot out like arrows, precisely striking the six black stones on the ground.
In an instant, a layer of golden light surged forth from the six stones, quickly converging into a pale golden light shield that completely enveloped Liu Feng.
Tiny specks of light slowly emerged from the black stones on the ground, like twinkling stars, and gently drifted into Liu Feng’s body.
Liu Feng felt as if he were enveloped by a warm and gentle stream of water, his whole body feeling warm and comfortable, an indescribable sense of ease and comfort.
But before long, this feeling of comfort gradually disappeared, replaced by a tingling and numb feeling in the body and a slight tremor.
He tried to shout, but his throat felt like it was choked by something, and he couldn’t make a sound.
But he could clearly feel a mysterious and warm power emanating from the Soul Stone, like a gentle hand guiding him and leading him into a wondrous and ethereal state.
His eyes slowly closed, and a blurry yet fantastical image gradually appeared in his mind.
In that scene, he saw a vast, boundless forest, and deep within the forest lay a tranquil meadow.
On the grass, there grew a strange blue grass that emitted a faint glow, as if it were beckoning to him and calling for his arrival.
A strong sense of familiarity suddenly welled up in Liu Feng’s heart.
He instantly realized that this was his martial soul—Blue Silver Grass.
“Extend your right hand.” Liu Qing’s voice rang out at the right moment, breaking the silence.
Liu Feng subconsciously stretched out his right hand, and in that instant, all the light spots surged out like a tidal wave, gathering in his palm.
In the blink of an eye, a small and exquisite blue silver grass appeared in his palm, with glistening dewdrops hanging on its leaves, shimmering with a mesmerizing light under the sunlight.
“It really is Blue Silver Grass!” Liu Feng suddenly opened his eyes and said involuntarily.
As expected, Liu Feng looked at his martial soul.
He wasn’t thinking about anything at the moment, but his heart was beating very fast.
A relieved smile appeared on Liu Qing’s face, his eyes full of affection: “Very good, Liu Feng, you have successfully awakened the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul.”
“Although Blue Silver Grass is not well-regarded by outsiders, in our Liujia Village, it is the honor and heritage of our family.”
“Next, we’ll test your innate soul power.” Liu Qing said, taking out the blue crystal ball as he spoke, his voice filled with barely concealed anticipation.
He handed the crystal ball to Liu Feng.
Liu Feng took a deep breath and slowly placed his hand on the crystal ball.
In an instant, a powerful suction force came, and he felt as if the energy in his body was being drawn by an invisible hand, flowing continuously towards the crystal ball.
The crystal ball began to glow, initially just a faint light, but then the light grew brighter and brighter, becoming more and more dazzling.
“Level 1…
Level 2!” Liu Qing’s voice trembled with excitement.
“Innate Soul Power, Level 2!”
Upon hearing the result, Liu Feng finally felt relieved, and his anxiety vanished instantly.
He looked excitedly at the children around him, whose faces were filled with envy and amazement.
The room erupted in an uproar as the villagers whispered amongst themselves, their eyes filled with eagerness and envy as they looked at Liu Feng.
Liu Feng knew that in a remote and backward village like Liujia Village, having innate soul power at level two was an extremely rare talent.
He suddenly realized that he was not as weak as he had imagined, and that he also had his own advantages and potential.
The subsequent awakening ceremony was rather uneventful.
Most of the other children’s awakened martial souls were farming tools such as hoes and sickles, and the best one was just an ordinary iron rod, and none of them had innate soul power.
Not long after, the Martial Soul Awakening Ceremony came to a successful conclusion.
Liu Qing wiped the sweat from his forehead, sighed slightly, and said to Liu Feng, “Liu Family Village is an ordinary village.
Our children have no opportunity to come into contact with more powerful martial spirit inheritances.”
“Moreover, the awakening of innate soul power requires talent and opportunity.
Your ability to awaken innate level two soul power is already quite remarkable.”
Liu Feng nodded heavily; he understood completely.
Although his martial soul is Blue Silver Grass and his innate soul power is only level two, this is already a very good result for an ordinary person.
Regardless of his martial soul, Liu Feng was determined to climb to the top step by step.
He wanted to…
cough cough, he got the wrong idea.
Liu Feng shook his head, banishing the strange thought from his mind.
Regardless, Liu Feng’s martial soul has awakened, and the next step is to continue cultivating.