Douluo Continent: My Path to Godhood Through Stat Allocation

Chapter 2 Martial Soul Awakening, Soul Power Point Allocation

The cheat program has indeed changed; the gray progress bar is now full.

Then, apart from a small dot next to it, there was nothing else.

There were no unusual phenomena, no inexplicable divine radiance, and no spiritual elevation.

All of that was just his fantasy.

Fang Ling attempted to intervene, using her mind to select it.

Hey, just like Cthulhu, he can't be chosen!

"Um……"

Unwilling to give up, they tried again with even firmer commands, but it still had no effect.

After a moment of contemplation, he muttered to himself, "Does it only truly manifest when one awakens their Martial Soul?"

With a hint of anticipation, I vigorously rubbed my face with water.

Try to make your face whiter, like a European.

He then knelt down and prayed incessantly to all the gods and Buddhas, including the creator god of Douluo, the sea god, the god of Asura, and so on.

I hope to awaken a good martial soul and possess considerable soul power.

Generally speaking, if you have a cheat code, you can dominate everything and nothing, so there's no need to be so humble.

But who can blame him for using such an inexplicable cheat?

Saying goodbye won't cost you anything.

This wasn't the first time Fang Ling had asked for help during his year as a beggar.

Dignity can't be eaten, it can't provide enough nutrition, so he threw it into the mud long ago.

After a long while, he stood up, leaning against the wall.

He straightened his tattered but clean clothes, dusted himself off, and headed towards the Spirit Hall.

Awakening a martial soul is a very solemn matter. Fang Ling is currently a beggar, but this makes him even more aware that he cannot be negligent in the slightest.

Whether clothes are clean or not is a matter of attitude.

Otherwise, if the stench on his body offends a Soul Master, he'll be in serious trouble.

Weakness and ignorance are not obstacles to survival, arrogance is.

Time travelers are not superior to others; they can also die if stabbed in the back.

Moreover, he was a beggar, so he had to be careful with his words and actions.

……

Notting City Martial Soul Branch Hall.

One of the most striking and iconic buildings in the city is a magnificent domed structure.

Located in the heart of the city, it is surrounded by a bustling and vibrant area.

Because the academy registration is about to begin, it is the time for all eligible children in the city to awaken their martial spirits.

Therefore, there are more people here than usual.

Because there was plenty of time and the crowd was dispersed, it wasn't considered crowded, especially for Fang Ling.

Dressed in beggar's clothes, who wouldn't frown and avoid him?

"Uncle, I'd like to ask where I can awaken my martial soul?" Fang Ling looked up at the gatekeeper.

"Even the cripple is awakening his martial soul?"

The two gatekeepers remembered the little beggar and instinctively covered their noses, but there was no foul smell.

They exchanged surprised glances, and one of them casually pointed out, "Just follow the crowd in; Master Su Yuntao is in the Awakening Room."

Even a beggar can awaken their martial soul at the Spirit Hall once they reach a certain age.

"Thank you." Fang Ling quickly thanked him and walked into the crowd.

Following the crowd, he queued up the steps to the second floor, passed through the second-floor corridor, and at the end of the passage, entered the tall archway in the middle.

Cries and sighs could be heard coming from inside the door.

Fang Ling curiously surveyed the scene inside.

The ground is inlaid with a black stone six-pointed star array used for awakening martial souls, which is controlled by a handsome young man with sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes.

Based on the gatekeeper's words, it should be the legendary "Blind Douluo" Su Yuntao.

On the table next to her, a blue crystal ball sits on a base, and a tall, voluptuous, and pretty female Soul Master is taking notes with paper and pen.

Fang Ling didn't recognize it. "A weapon spirit, Blue Silver Grass? Tsk, there are so many useless spirits these days. I've never seen one with strong spirit power. Go test your spirit power again. Next."

Su Yuntao made the announcement with a blank expression.

Fang Ling heard these words with keen sensitivity, which meant that the gears of fate had not yet begun to turn.

Su Yuntao and the female soul master worked together very well.

Soon, it was the turn of the pale-faced boy who looked like he had congenital kidney deficiency, who was walking in front of Fang Ling.

Green light soul power was injected into the black stone, and a pale golden light enveloped it, with golden light spots drifting into his body.

"Raise your right hand."

After a moment, Su Yuntao said, "Beast Martial Soul, Bat. It might be able to fly, much better than Blue Silver Grass. Next."

The pale-faced boy with kidney deficiency walked out of the black six-pointed star array, and Fang Ling hurriedly entered it and stood in the center.

Under Su Yuntao's slightly surprised gaze, he bowed respectfully:

"Master Su, I'm in trouble."

After waiting for so long, it's finally his turn.

May all the gods and Buddhas, especially the sea god—Buddha Tang—protect me!

Perhaps it was Fang Ling's clean-cut appearance and tattered but clean clothes that had the effect, coupled with Fang Ling's politeness, that made Su Yuntao return a faint smile to this beggar:

"Okay, stand properly."

Green light enters the stone, golden light envelops the body, and light spots enter the body—the familiar process has passed.

Su Yuntao nodded slightly: "Weapon spirit, scythe, although the range is short, it still has a certain attack power. If one has soul power, one can become a battle spirit master."

"Yes, thank you for your guidance, Master."

Fang Ling's voice trembled slightly as he looked at the illusory gray light and shadow that had subtly changed in his eyes, and subconsciously clenched his fist.

Prayers are useless; he has no dramatic background and his martial spirit is terrible.

Fortunately, the cheat program changed, displaying a new panel.

It's a simple stat allocation panel!

"Go test your soul power." Su Yuntao waved his hand. "Next."

Fang Ling walked to the table, and the beautiful woman pointed to the crystal ball: "Come on, put your right hand on it."

Although her eyes revealed disdain, her expression remained unchanged.

I quickly glanced at the data on the panel and found no miracles; my soul power was zero.

Without time to think it through, Fang Ling directly used his mind to add the only point to his soul power.

Soul Power: 0 → 1 (0%) (+)

A gentle breeze stirred in the room, and just as she was about to make her announcement, the blue crystal ball emitted a faint light.

The female soul master immediately changed her words: "Zero... Level 1 soul power."

"Name? No, you're a beggar, right? Did you have any status in the past?"

"I named myself Fang Ling; I didn't have a name before." Fang Ling shook his head.

The past was beautiful, but it is now history.

In this life, I'm just a beggar struggling to survive; I have no identity to speak of.

"Okay, then go wait in the room outside where the door is open. We'll reissue your identity card when we have some free time later."

Regardless of their past, as long as they have the potential to become Soul Masters, even beggars can be newly registered.

"Thank you, beautiful sister." Fang Ling stood up and bowed in thanks.

"Hehe, my name is Sisi, go ahead."

She smiled when she heard this, and then continued with her work.

Amidst the envious gazes of some children, Fang Ling walked to a small hut nearby and sat down.

He immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and only then did he have time to examine the cheat program carefully.

Host: Fang Ling

Martial Soul: Scythe (Lv1) (+)

(A common agricultural tool used in rural areas for harvesting crops and cutting grass. It is 55 cm long, with a crescent-shaped blade, 18 cm long back, 16 cm long cutting edge, no oblique fine serrations, and a wooden handle that is 30 cm long.)

Soul Power: 1 (+)

Soul Rings: None

Soul Bone: None

Specialty: Sharpness Lv1 (Inherent specialty of Martial Soul, inherent attribute of metal bladed iron tools. It's just an ordinary sickle, good for cutting grass, but not an axe. You don't expect to use it to chop down trees, do you?)

Resilience Lv1 (Inherent skill of Martial Soul, inherent attribute of metal tools, same as blacksmith's forging, not hundred-times or thousand-times forging, just ordinary iron, don't have too much expectation for the hardness and toughness of an agricultural sickle.)

Points: 0 points

The author is a newbie, so please be gentle with your criticism, thank you.

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