Douluo Continent: My Martial Soul is the Ten Ferocious Heavenly Horned Ant

Douluo Continent: My Martial Soul is the Ten Ferocious Heavenly Horned Ant

Author: Donggua Zhanbao

Summary:

"This is a peaceful village, without much turmoil."

Until one day, a boy named Dong Qing awakened the mutated martial soul, the Heavenly Horned Ant.

This peaceful village has become less peaceful.

Several years later.

"This planet tastes really good."

Several years later.

"The food in this dimension is really good."

Several years later.

"This universe tastes really good."

Countless billions of years later.

"Bro, you love to eat this much too!"

"Yes!"

"What's your name?"

"shortage""

Chapter 1, Martial Soul Awakening

Douluo Continent, Southwest Region of the Heaven Dou Empire, Fasno Province.

Holy Soul Village, the village chief's house.

"When you step into this place of joy, carrying all your dreams and aspirations, with all sorts of faces and all sorts of makeup, no one will remember what you look like."

"After three rounds of drinks, you're in the corner, stubbornly singing a bitter song, listening to it get drowned out by the noise. You pick up your glass and say to yourself..."

"say what?"

A voice suddenly rang out, interrupting Dongqing's humming.

"Tang San, what are you doing?"

Dongqing turned his head away, looking somewhat unhappy.

Tang San shrugged and said, "Xiao Qing, have you forgotten? Today is the day we awaken our martial souls. Grandpa Jack is waiting for you outside."

"I see."

Dong Qing stood up, patted the dust off his pants, and then threw a punch. The powerful force of the punch felt like it carried at least a thousand pounds of force.

Don't ask him why he hit Tang San. He hates it when people call him Xiao Qing. It feels like they're calling a girl's name, even though he's a real man.

"Ghostly Appearances..."

Tang San quickly twisted his body and lunged to the right front. His movements were slightly uncouth, but he still easily dodged Dong Qing's powerful punch.

"That's terrifying! Xiao Qing, most people couldn't withstand that punch from you."

Tang San had always been extremely envious of Dong Qing's innate divine strength. Despite being idle all day, Dong Qing possessed extraordinary talent and divine power, which was truly enviable.

He went out every morning to absorb the first wisp of purple energy between heaven and earth, and had been diligently cultivating the Xuan Tian Gong for many years, yet he still couldn't compare to a child who played in the mud every day.

"Tang San, you dodge so fast!"

Dong Qing knew that his opponent possessed a complete set of Tang Clan martial arts, and that he himself, with his exceptional strength, was truly helpless against him for the time being.

"Are you envious?" Tang San smiled.

"What's the use of being envious? You won't teach me anyway," Dong Qing said calmly.

After saying that, he didn't linger and walked straight out the door, saying to Village Chief Jack, who had been waiting for a long time, "Grandpa Jack, let's go."

"Xiaoqing, time really flies. In the blink of an eye, six years have passed."

Village Chief Jack stretched out his slightly aged hands and gently ruffled Dongqing's fluffy hair, a hint of vicissitude in his cloudy eyes.

Upon hearing the name "Xiao Qing" from Village Chief Jack, Dong Qing grumbled somewhat reluctantly, "Grandpa, my full name is Dong Qing, not Xiao Qing. Could you please stop calling me Xiao Qing?"

Dong Qing, a 23-year-old Chinese man from Earth, is a homebody.

Unexpectedly, when he woke up, he found himself as a baby, abandoned at the entrance of Holy Soul Village. He was eventually found by Village Chief Jack and raised by him.

“Alright, whatever Xiaoqing says goes. Grandpa will listen to Xiaoqing.” Village Chief Jack said kindly.

"grandfather!!!"

Dongqing was furious, but he couldn't vent his anger on Village Chief Jack, so he could only let his little face turn red.

"Hahaha... Xiao Qing, you... cough cough cough..."

Seeing Dongqing's adorable appearance, Village Chief Jack couldn't help but burst into laughter, but halfway through his laughter, he started coughing uncontrollably due to feeling unwell.

Upon witnessing this scene.

Dongqing quickly stepped forward to help up Village Chief Jack and asked, "Grandpa, are you alright? Should I take you back to rest?"

Although, due to his age, the six-year-old could only barely hold onto Village Chief Jack's arm, it still brought great comfort to the slightly hunched old man.

"It's alright, Xiaoqing, don't worry. Grandpa is fine. It's just that people get old, so naturally they have all sorts of minor ailments."

After comforting Dongqing, Village Chief Jack patted him on the shoulder and said, "The deacon of the Spirit Hall has arrived in our village. He is very busy, and we cannot delay him."

"Besides, even if you're not in a hurry, Xiao Qing, Xiao San has been looking forward to awakening his martial soul for a long time."

Hearing what Village Chief Jack said, Dong Qing glanced at Tang San beside him and said, "What's the use of his expectations? Hasn't Tang San's father, Tang Hao, always opposed his becoming a Soul Master?"

"They didn't even want Tang San to participate in the awakening of his martial soul. If Tang San hadn't come to you, Grandpa, his father, Tang Hao, probably wouldn't have let him participate in the martial soul awakening ceremony at all."

Dong Qing's words were all true, and Tang San didn't know how to refute them. He also didn't know why his father, Tang Hao, was so opposed to it.

Could it be... that we have a grudge against the Spirit Hall?

But there's no need for that!

How could a blacksmith like him possibly have a grudge against the Spirit Hall, whose influence extends across two great empires?

Tang San really didn't know how to refute it. He couldn't figure out the key point, but Village Chief Jack's temper flared up.

Without hesitation, he directly cursed, "Xiaoqing, just thinking about this makes me angry. If Xiaosan hadn't told me about this, Grandpa wouldn't have known that Tang Hao was actually planning to do this. What kind of parents are these?"

"That old scoundrel Tang Hao, that drunkard, he has no ambition and even tried to stop his son from participating in the Spirit Hall's annual free Spirit Awakening."

"He's just a blacksmith, and he spends all his spare money on alcohol. When he asked his mistress to participate in the Spirit Hall's free Spirit Awakening program, he actually looked unhappy about it."

"Doesn't he even think about it seriously? Does a scoundrel like him, who needs his mistress to take care of him all the time, have the money to go to a big city and hire a Soul Master to awaken his mistress's Martial Soul?"

At this moment, Tang San heard Village Chief Jack cursing his biological father, Tang Hao, time and time again.

But at this moment, he only wanted to say three words.

Well said!

......

Ten minutes later.

Led by Village Chief Jack, Dongqing and Tang San followed him to the Spirit Hall in the center of the village.

However, this so-called Martial Soul Branch Hall looks like nothing more than a slightly larger wooden house.

But judging from its clean and tidy floor, with even the corners and crevices of the walls showing little dust, this wooden house must be cleaned every day.

The reason is quite simple.

Because everyone in Douluo Continent possesses a Martial Soul, and every year children undergo Martial Soul awakening.

Therefore, you can basically see the Spirit Hall anywhere on the Douluo Continent.

This year, there are a total of nine children undergoing martial soul awakening at the Martial Soul Branch Hall in Holy Soul Village. Unlike Dong Qing and Tang San, the other seven children arrived here much earlier, while these two were the last to arrive.

When Chief Jack led the two of them up to them.

Dong Qing looked up with some curiosity and saw the legendary blind Douluo Su Yuntao, who looked to be in his twenties.

He was seven feet tall and of average appearance.

He was dressed in a white outfit with a black cape on his back.

On the center of his chest was a fist-sized character for "soul," which was likely the standard uniform for personnel directly under the Spirit Hall.

On his left chest was a badge engraved with three longswords crisscrossing each other.

The number of three longswords actually represents the third level of a Soul Master.

He is a Grand Soul Master.

The longsword represents a powerful attack, implying unwavering determination. This deacon from the Spirit Hall is a powerful attack-type Soul Master.

"Hello, Your Excellency, my grandson Dongqing and these eight children are in need of your help this time."

Village Chief Jack bowed respectfully to Su Yuntao, his expression revealing the respect that ordinary people have for a Soul Master.

As for why he singled out Dongqing and included Tang San among the eight,

That's because compared to Tang San, he definitely cares more about his grandson Dong Qing, even though he's not his biological son.

"Well, I don't have much time. There are several villages next door waiting for me to help them awaken their martial souls. Let's get started quickly."

Su Yuntao's brows revealed a faint pride. As a deacon of the Spirit Hall, even though his soul power level was not high, he was still very proud of his identity.

Village Chief Jack remained respectful and said, "Very well, we will do as you say, Steward."

After saying that.

He couldn't help but remind you again, "Xiao Qing, Xiao San, remember this, this is a Soul Master from Notting City. He will guide you to awaken your own Martial Souls. You two must cooperate with the deacon during the Martial Soul awakening. Grandpa is very much looking forward to one of you becoming a Soul Master."

Hearing Village Chief Jack's words, Su Yuntao said with some impatience, "Alright, old Jack, you say the same things every year. Do you really think becoming a Soul Master is so easy? I've already visited nine villages, and I haven't found a single person with Soul Power. Nor have I found a particularly powerful Martial Soul."

Upon hearing this...