Douluo Dalu: Seven Kills

Chapter 3 Going Alone
Shanyang Village is a village very close to Gu Yuncheng. It is not big, with only more than 100 households. The villagers here follow the habit of working from sunrise to sunset, making a living by farming and hunting, and their life is quite ordinary.

But today is an exception.

The sun had already set, and countless stars dotted the night sky. The villagers who had just finished dinner lit lights and stood at the entrance of the village, quietly gazing into the distance, waiting for something.

The noisy sounds come one after another, all of which are inseparable from the name of one person.

Outside Shanyang Village, a figure gradually appeared. Looking at the village so close, Jun Ting's slightly tired eyes flashed a smile. Shanyang Village was still some distance away from Gu Yuncheng, and it took him half a day to get back after he left the city.

At the front of the crowd at the entrance of the village, an old man was staring at the only way to enter the village. He couldn't help but mutter to himself with some worry: "It's so late, and Jun Ting hasn't come back yet. I hope nothing has happened to him."

A woman nearby heard this, holding a kerosene lamp in one hand and patting the old man's withered hand with the other, saying with a smile: "Okay, Village Chief, Jun Ting is a kid that won't make people worry. Maybe he can become a soul master and make some big shots in the Song Mansion stay. Hey hey hey! Look, he's back!"

While the woman was still comforting the village chief, she immediately saw a familiar short figure rushing on the road not far ahead with her sharp eyes, and immediately shouted.

Although the village chief was old, his eyesight was not blurry. After recognizing that it was indeed Jun Ting's child not far away, his face instantly relaxed. Before he could walk forward, he saw that Jun Ting's child suddenly accelerated and ran to the village chief and his friends.

"Village head, Aunt Hu." Jun Ting was the first to greet them. Seeing that everyone in the village was waiting for him, he felt warm in his heart. "Everyone in the village, I'm back."

"Just come back."

As soon as he finished speaking, the village chief noticed the cloth bag on Jun Ting's body. Before Jun Ting could say anything, his withered hand took the bag away. Feeling the weight inside the bag, the village chief's eyes revealed anger.

"You kid, you didn't even go and awaken your martial spirit!?"

As soon as these words came out, the villagers' eyes changed. Angry? Maybe. But more of them felt that they were let down and felt that they were not as good as they thought.

"Everyone, this was specially returned to me by the Song Mansion." Realizing that everyone in the village might have misunderstood, Jun Ting was a little amused.

So he quickly summoned his martial soul.

As soon as the Seven Killing Swords were obtained, the villagers were shocked to varying degrees.

"Everyone, this is my martial soul, the Seven Killing Sword. My soul power is the innate full soul power!"

Jun Ting did not hide anything from the villagers who raised him and told them the truth.

At this moment, everyone was quiet.

It took the villagers half a minute to recover from this shocking news.

"What did you just say? Innate full soul power!"

"Xiao Junting never lies! He really has full innate soul power! A powerful soul master will appear in our village!"

The significance of innate full soul power is well known.

At this moment, the entire Shanyang Village was in chaos!
The bustle of the night appeared in this village for the first time.

Only when sleepiness took over did the village become quiet.

However, before leaving, the village chief still kept the gold soul coins that Jun Ting wanted to return to the villagers. "Jun Ting, you need soul rings to become a soul master. It is difficult for the village to help you. These ten gold soul coins are the only ones that the village can give you."

Later, in his own little room, Jun Ting was lighting a kerosene lamp. At this moment, he was not sleepy at all.

Due to the awakening of the martial soul Seven Killing Sword, coupled with the innate talent of full soul power, at this moment, Jun Ting had many more thoughts in his mind. But more of them were to determine the first soul ring.

"Sword bamboo."

He spread out a map showing the terrain of the mountains near Shanyang Village. Although there were mostly wild beasts in this mountain range, there were actually some ten-year soul beasts deep in the mountains.

Even plant-type soul beasts that are hundreds of years old have traces. As far as he knows, Jianzhu is one of them.

"It's confirmed. It is my first spirit ring."

……

The next morning, Jun Ting prepared dry food and luggage with the help of the villagers, and entered the mountains near Shanyang Village to hunt for his first soul ring.

Although the mountain range was near Shanyang Village, it was actually not far away. According to Jun Ting's speed, it would take most of the day.

"Sword Bamboo can emit sword energy attacks. This alone meets the requirements of my martial soul skills." Jun Ting hurried on his way while recalling information about soul beasts like Sword Bamboo in his mind. "As a bamboo soul beast, it must have its roots eradicated before it will die. And if you want to safely eradicate its roots, you must first cut off the bamboo poles to deprive it of its means of attack."

"I hope I can find a sword bamboo of the right age."

……

When Jun Ting arrived at the mountain range, the sun was about to set, so he rested outside the mountain range for a night and prepared to go deep into the mountain range to look for sword bamboo tomorrow.

That night, Jun Ting sat alone by the fire.

As the fire burned the wood, making a crackling sound, he chose to use simple meditation instead of sleeping. However, at this moment, a wave of uneasiness came over him.

He suddenly opened his eyes and glanced around with a sharp gaze.

As he slowly stood up, he took out the Seven Killing Sword.

The air was filled with murderous intent, stimulating the uninvited guests.

A figure suddenly jumped out from the bushes. Jun Ting did not hesitate at all! He slashed with his sword, and blood fell and the head fell to the ground. Only then did Jun Ting see the figure clearly.

Just an ordinary rabbit.

But at this moment, he did not relax, and even his breathing slowed down, because his intuition told him that the real uninvited guest had given up the rabbit and chose to treat him as a midnight snack.

Now, the uninvited guest was waiting for him to relax and then deliver a fatal blow to him.

Immediately afterwards, Jun Ting, with his hair standing on end, dodged sideways and swung the Seven Kill Sword, slashing towards the front left.

"Meow!!!"

With a shrill cry, a small civet cat with wings on its ribs and tiger-skin stripes appeared in front of Jun Ting. It had light green fur all over its body, but its eyes were purple-red. Because of a cut on its body, blood was flowing out, and its eyes were full of ferocity.

Although this raccoon cat was only about one foot long, it brought a lot of pressure to Jun Ting. Obviously, it was a soul beast.

"Ten years? Then we can still fight."

He did not sense any fatal aura from this soul beast, so he roughly guessed its age.

While Jun Ting was making his assessment, the raccoon could no longer hold back. After using its innate skill, it pounced over like a flash of green lightning, its two front paws popped out, and its fur emitted a halo that was not bright but like water waves.

But before Jun Ting could do anything himself...

"Shh!"

An attack came down, and the raccoon cat died instantly. A faint white light appeared on its body. Gradually, the white light slowly condensed into a white soul ring above it.

But Jun Ting paid no attention to the spirit ring. Instead, he tightly grasped the Seven Killing Sword, his nerves tense to the extreme.

(End of this chapter)