Douluo Continent: I am the true master

Chapter 10 The Main Family (Newbie asking for votes!!! TvT)

What are Fallen Soul Masters? Ye Wen knew, of course. They were a group of ruthless individuals who would stop at nothing to increase their strength. They not only indiscriminately slaughtered soul beasts, but they didn't even spare their own kind—humans. They were veritable madmen who would stop at nothing to enhance their power.

Fortunately, this is the era of the Spirit Hall, and the Spirit Hall's inherited spirit, the Six-Winged Angel, is a god-level spirit specifically designed to attack fallen spirit masters.

But thinking about this inevitably brings to mind Tang Buddha, who destroyed the Killing City, a place where fallen soul masters were imprisoned, for his own selfish desires. As a result, after Tang Buddha ascended to heaven, the entire Douluo world became a living hell, and the calamity of fallen soul masters that lasted for tens of thousands of years made the people of Douluo extremely resentful.

"Don't worry, Grandpa, I know very well what I should and shouldn't do."

Hearing Ye Wen's assurance, Ye Buyi felt a little more at ease. Although he was also a Soul Master, he was at the bottom of the Soul Master hierarchy. He both thirsted for and feared knowledge.

His knowledge of fallen soul masters from his youth made him terrified of them, so he feared that his promising grandson might go astray.

"Grandpa, you know about everyone's martial soul in the village, right? Could you please give me a list? I'll take a look and see which ones I need. After all, our family can't afford to waste resources. Besides, I'm 90% confident this experiment will succeed. So we can't afford to waste them."

Looking at his confident grandson, Ye Buyi nodded in satisfaction. He seemed to already see his grandson standing at the high position of Soul Saint, rebuilding the glory of his family.

Although Holy Soul Village is not a single clan, but rather a collection of diverse families that gradually joined together, Ye Buyi, as the village chief, still possesses basic information on everyone in the village. After all, while the village chief is not an official, he is one of the core figures of the ruling class at the bottom of feudal society.

Holy Soul Village is neither too big nor too small, with a total of 120 households and 354 people.

However, for the vast majority of these people, their martial souls are just hoes, sickles, or blue silver grass. Even if they possess soul power, that's about it.

However, upon closer inspection, Ye Wen discovered that the martial souls of five families were somewhat special.

These families each possess a martial spirit: a needle, a small stove, a walking stick, a rabbit, and a climbing vine.

They weren't particularly strong, nor were they weak enough to be considered to have useless martial souls, but unfortunately, none of these five families had produced an ancestor or descendant with soul power in the past few decades.

Jack, the village elder during Tang San's time, possessed a Carrot Martial Soul that could be cultivated as a food-type Soul Master.

Unfortunately, auxiliary-type martial souls are inherently slow to cultivate, and the potential of carrots and the like is too low no matter how much you develop them. It's better to just take drugs or find some good talents among the common people to cultivate carrot martial souls.

"Grandpa, there are only these five families. Invite them over, and I'll talk to them personally."

Ye Buyi glanced at the five families drawn by Ye Wen. The martial spirits of these five families, apart from the needle and the ivy, were quite good compared to those with sickle and hoe martial spirits.

"Well, let's wait. We'll talk about it after the sun goes down. Your experiment shouldn't be too high-profile, or our whole family will be in danger," Ye Buyi said calmly.

Ye Wen nodded in deep agreement. Although his experiment might not be able to create a top-tier martial soul, it would play a crucial role in increasing the basic combat power of a country, and could even overturn the course of a battle. Therefore, it was absolutely crucial not to let the imperial nobles find out, otherwise the worst outcome would be death, or at best, life imprisonment, to research various theories that would make the so-called royal family stronger.

Night gradually fell. Ye Buyi, carrying a lantern, went to invite the five families to his house.

Ye Wen took a deep breath and looked at the five bewildered couples in front of him.

The roughest linen clothes were patched with numerous large and small patches. Their weathered faces and prematurely graying hair made them seem nothing like young people in their early twenties. It was clear that these five families were not living well.

"Hello everyone, you've probably all heard something about me, right?" Ye Wen said calmly.

The five couples exchanged glances and nodded silently. Although the boy in front of them was only eight years old, he was already a noble Soul Master. He was from a completely different world from them, who could only make a living in the fields all their lives. They had deep respect for him.

Ye Wen knew the specific situation of the five people in front of him, and he also knew the yearning of the weak for the strong. Explaining overly complicated theories to these people would not be understood by them, so Ye Wen spoke directly.

"I've called you here today to give your five families a chance. I can make it possible for your descendants to become Soul Masters. In return, you and your descendants must swear allegiance to me and become subordinates of my Ye family. In return, the Ye family will protect you."

"And when your children, the future Soul Masters, grow to a certain level, I will personally hunt for Soul Rings for them and guide them on the path of Soul Masters. They will also become my disciples."

Upon hearing this, the five couples' eyes instantly filled with astonishment as they looked at each other. One of the more robust men spoke in a low voice.

"Young Master Ye Wen, is what you're saying true? As long as we swear allegiance to you, you will protect us and allow our children to qualify as Soul Masters?"

"Of course, Uncle Chen. You watched me grow up, when have I ever lied?"

And I'm not afraid to tell you, I'm already a level 17 Soul Master.

After a while, I should be able to acquire my second spirit ring and become a Great Spirit Master. After graduating from Notting School, I have a high probability of becoming a Three-Ring Spirit Master.

"He is fully qualified to be second only to the headmaster at Notting Junior Academy, and he is more than capable of hunting spirit rings for your future children."

Upon hearing this, the ten people in the room fell silent. Even though they had never undergone any Soul Master training, they knew what the Soul Master's level represented.

The fact that this eight-year-old child could reach the level of a Grand Soul Master, a teacher in school, in the near future is enough to show that this boy is a true genius, and that there is nothing about him that we can covet.

At this point, there is no need for any concerns.

Everyone present knelt on the ground, swearing their loyalty to the young man before them.

Seeing this scene from outside the door, Ye Buyi couldn't help but sigh that his grandson had truly grown up, and his family was beginning to take a great step towards revival.

Thus, the Ye family, a prominent clan in the countryside, came into being.

Inside the room, everyone addressed Ye Buyi, who had just entered, as the head of the family, while Ye Wen was referred to as the young master.

Ye Wen also took out the items he had prepared from his storage space.

(End of this chapter)