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Douluo: Divine Boar of Douluo

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Well, I’m bringing you another novel to kill some boredom.

I have to say that this novel isn’t very good, but it could be decent for passing the time.

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See you around 😉 ——- Douluo Continent, Nuoding City.

The morning sun slowly rose, casting a layer of golden light on the city walls of Nuoding City.

The guards yawned as they prepared to begin their day’s watch duty.

The streets gradually filled with many noisy sounds.

People had started working.

On the street side, a steamed bun shop was open.

A well-dressed middle-aged man walked over.

“Little Meng, the usual.” “Alright, Uncle Li.” The one who answered was a child around 6 years old.

Although he was a child, he worked without any procrastination.

“Uncle, here are your four meat buns.” Old Li picked up the buns from the bowl and began eating.

Looking at the diligent child in front of him, he praised, “Little Meng is really hardworking.

Your parents will enjoy blessings in the future.

Unlike my stinky brat, who only knows how to play around all day.” “That’s not true.

Brother Li is the amazing one.

Yesterday I heard my dad say that Brother Li has become a Soul Master.” Haha, a trace of pride appeared on Old Li’s face, but he still said modestly, where, where, he still has a long way to go.

“Little Meng, you’re almost 6 years old too, right?

It’s time for your Martial Soul awakening.

With your cleverness, I’m sure you can also become a powerful Soul Master.” The young boy smiled innocently, “Uncle Li, I’ll go ahead and get busy.” “Go on then.” After turning around, a trace of complexity appeared on the young boy’s face.

His name was Meng Tao, a transmigrator who had died and crossed over from Earth to the Douluo Continent world.

As for how he crossed over, it was quite miraculous.

He was watching a meteor shower through a telescope when he was killed by a meteor.

He only remembered seeing something getting closer and closer through the telescope, a sparkling starlight rushing toward him, and then he arrived in this world.

In his previous life, he was an orphan from an orphanage in Qidian.

With the help of society and kind-hearted people, he slowly grew up.

Before he could repay society, he crossed over after watching a meteor shower.

In this life, he had a father and mother who liked him and loved him.

His mother was named Chun Jiao, and his father was Meng Daming.

What worried him was that his Martial Soul might not be a good one.

His mother had a useless Martial Soul, the Iron Tower.

His father’s Martial Soul was Wild Boar.

He was a 29th-rank Great Soul Master, but due to his talent, he could not break through.

He now works as a teacher for the 4th grade at Nuoding City Elementary Soul Master Academy.

Given this situation, he probably wouldn’t awaken a good Martial Soul.

But as the saying goes, where there is gain, there is also loss.

Although he might not have a good Martial Soul, he possessed a happy childhood that he never had in his previous life.

Moreover, he was extremely laid-back and had no great ambitions.

Finding a beautiful wife, letting his parents live in a big house, and living a better life, these were his current wishes.

“Son, hurry and go settle the bill.” A voice pulled him back to reality.

His mother was using the Iron Tower to chop the meat filling.

One could say this was a practical use of a Martial Soul in daily life.

“Got it!” A person’s day always felt so fulfilling.

When he had free time, he would read books, classifications of soul beasts, from his dad’s collection.

When he looked up, he would see his mother’s kind gaze inside the shop.

Time flew by.

In the blink of an eye, it was closing time.

His family began packing up the stall to close for the day.

Their home was in the courtyard behind the steamed bun shop.

His father had also returned.

During dinner, they talked about how Meng Tao would go to the Martial Soul Hall tomorrow to awaken his Martial Soul.

Old Meng laughed heartily.

“Son, you’ve been smart since you were little.

You will definitely have soul power, and Dad believes you can surpass me and become the second Soul Master in our Meng family.” “Why are you saying so much?

Always putting pressure on the child, you idiot!” Mom scolded Dad.

“No matter whether you have soul power or not, Mom will let you live a good life.

What if you don’t have soul power?

Aren’t we still living happily and joyfully?” When she said this, Mother frowned, as if recalling something unpleasant.

A thousand words turned into one sentence in Meng Tao’s mouth.

“Got it, Mom.” “Remember to wash the dishes later.” But looking at Mom like that, it seemed there was a story behind it!

In the evening, Meng Tao played chess with his dad.

“Damn it, why did I lose again?

I clearly learned it first.

I clearly taught you how to play this game, so why are you better than me?” “That’s because Dad, you’re an idiot.” “Stinky brat, how dare you talk to your dad like that?

Take this!” Meng Tao nimbly dodged Old Meng’s sinful hand.

“Bleh bleh bleh, I’m going to look at the stars.” Saying that, he climbed up the ladder to the roof and looked at the moon in the sky.

“Look at this moon, it’s so big and round.” The moonlight shone on his body, nourishing Meng Tao in an extremely subtle and gentle way.

After closing his eyes and calming his mind, Meng Tao looked toward the huge meteor in his soul.

This was his transmigrator’s cheat, his golden finger.

A star.

Not long after crossing over, he had searched everywhere for a transmigrator’s benefits — calling for a system, an old grandpa, etc.

But there was nothing, which left him very disheartened.

Until he was 3 years old, on a night with a full moon, his dad told him to look at it.

He magically discovered that the moon resonated with something in his body.

That was when he discovered the meteor in his heart, which brought a comfortable feeling to his body under the moonlight.

After that, he would look at the moon every night.

But there was no reaction.

After multiple studies, he found that only on the night of the new moon would the moon resonate with the meteor in his soul.

This situation lasted for two years.

Every new moon, he would bathe in the moonlight.

Until after he turned 5, perhaps because of the increased connection with the moon, he could connect with the moon and produce resonance every night.

Deep in his heart, the brilliance brought by the moon revolved around the meteor.

The meteor fed this power back to his own body.

This made his body very healthy, and then… nothing more.

That’s right.

This meteor, which he named Star-Moon, could only give him this.

It was too low-end, nothing like those systems that not only issued tasks but also gave rewards.

Although it was very weak, he had never disliked it.

After all, this was the only cheat he had.

When he opened his eyes again, he found that the moon had faded.

Of course, having studied, he knew the moon was still there, just invisible.

It still existed, but he could no longer feel it.

He had been doing this for two years.

Meng Tao discovered that this kind of cultivation-like method could replace sleep.

But he always ended up falling asleep while practicing.

Until just now, when he had a nightmare.

It was a terrifying nightmare.

In the dream, he found that his head was gone and had turned into a pig’s head.

His hands had become pig trotters.

And there was a short little tail.

Turning into a cute acceleration pig?

Too scary.

Even when his dad used his Martial Soul, it wouldn’t look like this.

After activating the Wild Boar Martial Soul, his body would become bigger, his hair longer, and two fangs would grow out.

He washed his face and changed his clothes.

Meng Tao then went to get something to eat.

Today his parents hadn’t gotten up yet because they were going to the Martial Soul Hall, so they weren’t doing business today.

His dad had already taken the morning off.

Not long after, the sky brightened.

“Stinky brat, you’re still getting up so early!

Wait for Dad to eat, then we’ll go awaken your Martial Soul.” On the way, from the sweat in the hand held between father and son, it was clear that both were very nervous.

Finally, they arrived at the Martial Soul Hall.

Huu~ Meng Tao suppressed the nervousness in his heart.

What was coming had to come.

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