Chapter 1 Kong Xuan
Douluo Continent, Sun Moon Empire.
In the east, there is Yanshan Village.
The afternoon sun lazily spilled onto the hillside, and a gentle breeze rustled through the grass, bringing with it the fragrance of earth and wildflowers.
A boy who looked about five or six years old, dressed in hemp clothing, was lying on a hillside sunbathing with his hands behind his head.
His eyes were slightly closed, and he had an unknown wild grass between his teeth, muttering to himself.
"Ten thousand years ago, the Spirit Hall would send people to various places every year to hold free Spirit Awakening Ceremony for children around six years old. Now, we can no longer enjoy such a policy. It's really a step backward in history."
"However, one can only awaken their martial soul around the age of six. I really don't know what that's based on. What would happen if they awakened it earlier?"
"I should be almost six years old by now, right?"
"Pooh!"
Kong Xuan spat out the wild grass from his mouth and slowly opened his eyes.
His eyes were large and bright, but the gaze that should have been innocent and clear now seemed somewhat complicated and confused.
Kong Xuan is not from this world; he has traveled here from another time.
In this world, he had no parents and only a younger sister to depend on for survival.
He was picked up from the mountains by the village chief of Yanshan Village and grew up eating food from many families, so even his exact age is unknown.
With the body of a five or six-year-old but the age of a twenty-something, he appeared mature beyond his years.
The village was isolated from news, and even after trying to find out more indirectly, he only knew that it should be ten thousand years after Tang San became a god, but he didn't know the exact time.
However, the world war hasn't started yet, so it's likely that Huo Yuhao hasn't risen to power yet. I wonder if Huo Yuhao has been born yet.
"Kong Xuan, I'm here!"
Just as Kong Xuan was lost in thought, a familiar voice came from afar.
He sat up and saw a boy running towards him from the bottom of the hillside.
The other person should be the same age as Kong Xuan, but is a head taller than him.
Compared to Kong Xuan's somewhat thin physique, he was more robust.
Moreover, the other party's clothes were not made of ordinary materials, which was enough to show that this young man came from an extraordinary background.
"Fu Liu, why did you run away again? Aren't you afraid of being locked up again?"
The boy stood with his hands on his hips, looking fearless: "So what if you lock me up? I'm not afraid!"
Kong Xuan smiled and shook his head, knowing that this was just the other person's personality.
This young man is named Qian Gu Fu Liu; just from his name, you know he must be no ordinary person.
Qian Gu Fu Liu lives in Tian Gu Village, nestled in a mountain valley, and is considered a neighbor of Yan Shan Village.
Kong Xuan had known the other party for over a year and was now certain that Tiangu Village was the secluded place of the Qian Gu Clan.
Ten thousand years later, in the Legend of the Dragon King, the master of the Spirit Pagoda, Qian Gu Dong Feng, came from the Qian Gu clan.
Although the strength of this ancient clan is still unknown, they must be quite powerful, given their inheritance of the Panlong Staff, a top-tier weapon spirit.
Qian Gu Fu Liu plopped down on the grass next to Kong Xuan and said, "I'm going to awaken my martial soul in a couple of days. Do you want to come with me?"
Kong Xuan shook his head: "Your village doesn't welcome outsiders, so I won't go."
It wasn't that Kong Xuan didn't want to take advantage of the situation, but rather that he knew it was a dead end.
The ancient clan now lives in seclusion, making it impossible for outsiders to enter Tiangu Village.
Qian Gu Fu Liu knew this would be the outcome, and then took out a small bag from his pocket and threw it into Kong Xuan's arms.
Hearing the sound of metal clashing, Kong Xuan knew what was inside without even looking.
He opened his mouth, wanting to refuse, but couldn't bring himself to say it.
There is no Spirit Hall in this world. If the villagers want to awaken their spirit, they can only go to a larger city, and they have to spend money.
Orphans like Kong Xuan have no money, so what he holds in his arms right now is not just money, but an opportunity to change his fate!
Seeing Kong Xuan's silence and hesitation, Qian Gu Fu Liu put his arm around his shoulder and said, "I hope you can also awaken a powerful martial soul and become a soul master."
Kong Xuan gripped the bag in his arms, turned to look at Qian Gu Fu Liu, and solemnly said, "I will!"
Qian Gu Fu Liu stood up, patted the dirt off his backside, and laughed, "After I awaken my martial soul, I'll start cultivating. It won't be easy for me to come out again."
"Don't let me leave you too far behind then!"
With a bright smile on his face, Qian Gu Fu Liu turned and left, raising his hand above his head and waving.
Looking at Qian Gu Fu Liu's back, Kong Xuan knew that he had come here specifically to deliver money to him.
The Eternal Clan of ten thousand years later is the main villain, but the Eternal Clan of ten thousand years ago, at least the young master of the Eternal Clan, Qian Gu Fu Liu, was his friend!
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With the money bag tucked into his pocket, Kong Xuan walked down the hillside and followed the breeze back to Yanshan Village.
Yanshan Village is just a small village in the mountains, with only about thirty households.
In the center of the village, next to the village chief's house, there was a small thatched hut, which was Kong Xuan's home.
The thatched hut was surrounded by a wooden fence. As soon as I stepped into the courtyard, a small figure rushed out of the hut.
She rushed to Kong Xuan and threw herself into his arms, then her soft, sweet voice rang out: "Brother, you're back!"
Kong Xuan patted her head, a gentle smile involuntarily appearing on his face: "Mm!"
He originally thought he wasn't a person who liked children, but after coming into this world and having a sensible and lovely little sister, he realized that he didn't dislike children, he just disliked naughty children.
The person in Kong Xuan's arms at this moment is his twin sister Kong Ling in this world.
The two looked almost identical, except that Kong Xuan was a little taller than Kong Ling.
"Come inside, Ling'er."
"Um!"
Upon hearing this, Kong Ling released her arms from her brother's waist and was led into the house by Kong Xuan's hand.
The house wasn't big, and the facilities inside were extremely simple, but for the two orphans, having a place to shelter from the wind and rain was already a great blessing.
Not long after I returned, an old voice called out into the house.
"Xiao Xuan, Ling'er, come and eat."
That familiar voice comes every day; it's the village chief calling them for dinner.
The two quickly went out of the house, where there was a small door in the fence next to the yard that led directly to the village chief's house.
The door to the village chief's house was wide open, and a fragrant aroma wafted out from outside. Kong Ling couldn't help but swallow, looking like a little glutton.
Kong Xuan led her younger sister into the house. The village chief Zhou Yan's house was much more elaborately decorated and full of life.
"I cooked noodles today and specially added two poached eggs for you. Come and eat!"
Zhou Yan waved to the two of them with a smile, his wrinkled face radiating a kind glow.
Kong Xuan and Kong Ling stepped forward, calling out "Grandpa Village Chief," and then sat down at the simple square wooden table.
The noodles were just ordinary hand-pulled noodles, and the soup only had a few specks of oil.
But even such simple noodles were a rare delicacy for the brother and sister.
Kong Xuan ate quickly, and after putting down his chopsticks, he looked at Zhou Yan sitting next to him.
"Grandpa Village Chief, I want to take Ling'er to the city to awaken her martial spirit."
Kong Ling paused in her soup-drinking motion, buried her face behind the bowl, and stared at her brother and the village chief with her big, blinking eyes, looking like she was secretly watching someone.
Upon hearing this, Zhou Yan's smile froze for a moment, then his expression turned serious, and he said earnestly, "Xiao Xuan, don't be fooled by what some people in the village say about how great Soul Masters are. They're only talking about the nobles. For commoners like us, becoming a Soul Master means more danger than anything else!"
Zhou Yan was over seventy years old but lived alone, because his son had successfully awakened his martial soul and become a soul master.
However, he eventually died in a small battle, and his body was never recovered.
Kong Xuan looked at Zhou Yan with a determined gaze: "Grandpa Village Chief, I know how dangerous it is, but I still want to give it a try."
(End of chapter)