The Great Thief of the Universe, Starting from Douluo

Chapter 1 Thief Zhang San
"Long Aotian, martial soul hoe, no soul power."

"Ye Liangchen, Wuhun Pickaxe Head, no soul power..."

"Zhang San, the martial spirit cloak doesn't have...full innate spirit power?"

Douluo Continent, on the border of the Barak Kingdom, in a small town not far from Wuhun City.

The great soul master who was in charge of the awakening of martial souls suddenly widened his eyes, his hands trembled, and the crystal ball used to detect innate soul power almost fell.

Zhang San tightened the black cloak with mysterious patterns on his body. Although he was curious about the cloak as a martial soul, he was not surprised at all about the innate full soul power.

That’s right, Zhang San is a time traveler.

Before coming to this world, he was a thief of little reputation but enormous wealth.

I have been wandering in the black and gray areas for many years and have never failed.

Of course, this is also because he is not only an outstanding stealing skill, but also acts in a disciplined manner.

The poor and weak do not steal, and those who do good deeds do not steal. They only engage in black-and-white business.

It can't be said that there are code of conduct for thieves, but I'm just sure that this group of people won't make a big deal out of it.

In addition, no matter whether he succeeded or not, he would move to another place immediately after making a move. He had a wide range of business and had the help of his fellow brothers, so he had been doing well for many years.

Until he received a commission - a strange light screen appeared inexplicably in front of him, with only the option of agreeing and no rejection.

Zhang San has no choice.

The process of traveling through time was rather vague, and he only remembered a special existence that wanted him to help steal the luck of various worlds.

Most of the luck comes from the son of luck in each world.

This is also Zhang San’s future goal.

As a reward, he can take half of the luck and use it to exchange with that being for anything he wants.

And in the process of crossing, his body was completely reborn and cleansed, returning to his original state, and arrived at the door of this welfare home. There was also something in his mind that could be called a system panel.

What followed was six uneventful years in the welfare home.

During this period, in addition to studying and training, Zhang San was also figuring out the Douluo Continent plot given by the system.

Douluo...

Zhang San had seen it before traveling through time.

Although the protagonist's character is criticized, the eldest brother does not laugh at the second brother. As they are both thieves, Zhang San can understand the other party's desire to clean up his name and get ashore.

After all, it's a fantasy world...

The strong prey on the weak, the victors take all, and only the one who laughs last is qualified to define everything.

"The cloak... I think it's a defensive spirit!"

The Great Soul Master in charge of the awakening of martial souls looked excited. He paused and asked another symbolic question.

"Child, are you willing to join our Spirit Hall?"

"Of course~"

Zhang San nodded, looking well-behaved.

Just like this time traveling, he has no choice, at least not at this stage.

This welfare home was run by the Spirit Hall. The fact that they asked a symbolic question was already a consideration for my innate full spirit power.

Moreover, not to mention that he has been eating other people's free food for so many years, given his current conditions, he must have a reliable force to help him obtain his first soul ring. The Spirit Hall is indeed a good choice.

"Good! Good! Good!"

The Great Soul Master nodded heavily, his eyes filled with unconcealable excitement, and immediately reported the news of his innate full soul power.

So, Wuhun awakened at eight o'clock, and Ghost Douluo arrived at nine o'clock. During this period, the great soul master in charge of Wuhun's awakening stayed by his side as if he was afraid that he would run away.

Innately full of soul power!
Unlike a certain blind Douluo Su Yuntao, because the welfare home is within the sphere of influence of Wuhun City, the quality of the soul masters here is far higher than that of a small place like Notting City, and naturally they understand how precious innate full soul power is.

At least no matter what his combat power is, with the talent for cultivation brought by his innate talent of full soul power, as long as he doesn't die halfway, he can cultivate to the level of an eight-ringed Soul Douluo with his eyes closed!
Looking at the eerie, ghostly existence in front of him, Zhang San realized that he had underestimated the importance the Spirit Hall attached to innate full soul power.

He didn't expect that the Spirit Hall would directly send a Titled Douluo!
But if you think about it, there doesn't seem to be anything unreasonable.

After all, in the past hundred years, there have been less than twenty people recorded with innate full soul power.

Although a considerable number of geniuses from families and sects have certainly been missed, considering the population base of billions across the entire continent, the probability is not even as high as winning the lottery.

Even Hu Liena, the Holy Maiden of the Spirit Hall in the original novel, only had an innate ninth-level soul power.

After realizing this, Zhang San suddenly felt enlightened.

I was studying the plot from a God's perspective before, and I almost got led astray by Blind Douluo...

"Are you Zhang San?"

The ghost looked deeply at the little boy in front of him with fair skin, tender flesh, handsome and clean appearance, with a hint of scrutiny in his eyes.

Zhang San greeted politely: "Junior Zhang San, nice to meet you, senior."

Seeing Zhang San's proper and polite demeanor and his handsome appearance, Guimei couldn't help but nod slightly, with a hint of satisfaction in his eyes.

He held Zhang San's wrist and examined it briefly before nodding again, and there was a hint of approval in his eyes when he looked at Zhang San.

"It is indeed your innate full soul power. Let me see your martial soul."

Zhang San nodded, his soul power surged, and the dark cloak instantly enveloped his body, wrapping him tightly.

The big hood was half hanging down and half falling on the back of his head. Zhang San raised his little hand with a sense of understanding and gently pulled the brim of the hood.

Then, in the ghost's astonished gaze, Zhang San's figure disappeared quietly into the air like a raindrop sinking into the water.

"This...this is..."

Seeing this incredible scene, the ghost couldn't help but widen his eyes.

Soul skills?

No, that's not right!

This is a unique ability that the martial soul itself possesses!

After carefully sensing it, the surprise in the ghost's eyes became even greater. The reason was simple: in this room, apart from Zhang San's breathing, he couldn't even sense a trace of the other person's presence!

This cloak actually has the ability to block one's own aura?!
His ability is so strong that he can even hide it from a Titled Douluo like me!
A martial spirit that possesses abilities upon awakening...

Guimei was excited, but suddenly a flash of lightning flashed through his mind and he slowly put away the smile on his face.

To be honest, this situation is not uncommon.

Some elemental martial souls also have some innate abilities similar to soul skills, and some special martial souls even have their own innate fields.

Compared to this ability to hide, he cares more about subsequent developments.

What ghosts fear most is the situation like the Nine-Hearted Begonia. Although the martial soul ability is powerful, it is precisely because the ability is too powerful that no matter how many soul rings are attached, it only has one ability.

Considering the peculiarities of Zhang San's martial soul, this kind of thing is not impossible.

Thinking of this, he quickly calmed down, but still asked greedily, "Invisibility and breath concealment are great, but do you have any other abilities?"

Swah——

Zhang San took off his hood and his figure appeared in the ghost's sight again.

He lifted his cloak, revealing a pair of black leather boots on his feet. Extending near the boot openings were mysterious patterns that looked exactly the same as those on the cloak.

Although they are a pair of high-top boots, they do not look bulky at all. Instead, they have a light and neat feeling.

"Twin martial souls?"

The ghost blurted out, and then was stunned again.

Twin martial spirits...can they be summoned at the same time?
"No, this is... a companion!"

He glanced at Zhang San and found that there was no second soul seal. Only then did the ghost make his own judgment.

Because of the peculiarities of his own martial soul, he had put a lot of effort into its research.

Although companion martial spirits are extremely rare, they do exist.

However, the most recorded ones are double swords and double knives, or sword-type weapon spirits with sheaths, etc. This is the first time that Zhang San has encountered a set of weapons like this.

"What are the abilities of the boots?" Ghost asked impatiently.

Zhang San's figure flashed, like a breeze, and he appeared at the other end of the room.

The ability of the boots is to increase speed, and they feel as light as a feather when worn on the feet.

Zhang San did not hide it. He would add soul rings later, so at least the basic nature and capabilities of the martial soul had to be clearly expressed.

Although he only showed a part of it, if it was just the first soul ring, the impact would not be significant, and he was not without other options.

"Can this martial spirit be summoned alone?"

"can."

Zhang San put away his cloak, leaving only a pair of black boots.

Seeing this, Guimei nodded slightly. It can be summoned at the same time or individually, so it is indeed a companion martial spirit.

"Invisibility, breath control, speed, I've only just awakened, and I already have these abilities..."

The ghost sighed with some regret: "It's a pity that there are no means of attack..."

Zhang San didn't say anything, looking innocent and naive.

Being a child is a natural protective umbrella that can effectively reduce the vigilance of others.

It's not a bad thing for him to be quiet and steady at his age, but being too mature is not necessarily a good thing.

The ghost naturally noticed the calmness of Zhang San, which was different from that of other children, and nodded secretly in his heart.

Whether from the perspective of his martial soul ability or the calmness he has shown so far, this child is very suitable to be his disciple.

However, he was a solitary person and had no interest in taking in disciples. Moreover, as a Titled Douluo, it was impossible for him to take in disciples.

In addition, his mission this time was to take the child to meet the Pope.

The new Pope has just taken power and is in the stage of vigorously developing his team. If nothing unexpected happens, this child will most likely become the Pope's disciple.

If Zhang San could become the Pope's disciple, he would be willing to give him some advice.

"I haven't introduced myself before. I'm Gui Mei, a Level 95 Agility Attack Titled Douluo. I currently serve as an elder in the Spirit Hall. I'm here to bring you to an audience by order of the Pope."

The ghost said calmly, "When you meet His Holiness the Pope later, remember not to lose your manners."

Upon hearing this, Zhang San quickly thanked him: "Thank you for the advice, senior."

Seeing that Zhang San was well-behaved, Guimei nodded with satisfaction, picked up Zhang San and flew straight to Wuhun City.

Although the city where the welfare home is located is not far from Wuhun City, it still takes most of the day for ordinary people to walk there.

Under the feet of Guimei, a Titled Douluo of the Agility Attack System who could fly, the two of them reached their destination in just a few moments.

Before Zhang San could fully experience the feeling of flying, a majestic and solemn city appeared in his sight.

The granite city wall is eighty meters high and dozens of meters thick. It is in a hexagonal shape and protects the palace buildings. From afar, a huge angel statue can be seen standing in the city, appearing sacred and extraordinary under the Tyndall effect caused by the sunlight shining through the clouds.

"arrive."

The ghost casually threw a token to the guard, and the two were respectfully welcomed into the city gate by the guard.

The city is full of luxurious shops, and a wide cobblestone road leads directly to the Pope's Palace.

Guards in armor stood on both sides of the huge palace gate holding ceremonial objects, and a fiery red carpet stretched all the way to the depths of the hall.

Naturally, Zhang San was not qualified to go through the main door, so he followed the ghost through the side door into a side hall. The hall was empty except for a slim figure standing by the window. The sunlight shone through the colorful windows, casting mottled shadows on the woman's delicate and beautiful face.

The radiance of draped clothes, the splendor of Eryao and Bi.

Wearing jewels of gold and jade, adorning her with pearls to dazzle her…

Zhang San was filled with admiration. The woman in front of him was indeed extremely beautiful. Even for someone like him who had experienced the Internet age and was used to seeing beautiful women, it was difficult to find anything to criticize.

However, compared to appearance and figure, the most difficult thing to ignore is the other person's unique temperament that is a mixture of strength and nobility.

There is no doubt that this person is the current Pope of the Spirit Hall, Bibi Dong!
　New author, new book! Recommendations needed!
　　

(End of this chapter)