Chapter 3: Martial Soul Awakening (2)
A heavy silence settled over the hall.
No one spoke. No one moved.
At the center, Lin Han stepped forward, his presence calm yet imposing. The faint pressure of a Soul Saint subtly spread through the room, making even the air feel heavier.
"Xiao Yuan, come forward."
His voice was steady, carrying both authority and expectation.
"Today is your sixth birthday… and also the day of your martial soul awakening."
He gestured toward the six-pattern diagram device placed in the center.
"Place your hand on the diagram. Relax your body… and most importantly, focus on the soul power guiding you. Do not let it waver. Do you understand?"
Lin Yuan met his grandfather's gaze, which was very serious. and calm.
Then he nodded.
Without hesitation, he stepped forward and placed his small hand onto the cold surface of the device.
The moment his hand touched it.
A surge of vast soul power flooded into his body.
Lin Han's eyes sharpened.
His own soul power poured continuously into the device, steady and controlled like a flowing river. Not a single trace of distraction appeared on his face.
One minute…
Two minutes…
Three minutes…
Time passed.
Too long.
Sweat began forming on Lin Yuan's forehead.
His small body trembled slightly under the pressure.
Around him, everyone watched intently:
Lin Feng, Lin Shan
Bai Yueling
Xiao Qingqing
Lin Qingyue
Ye Shui
And the loyal servant, Qin Yu
No one dared to speak.
"This is… taking too long…" Lin Feng muttered under his breath.
Then...
A faint light appeared.
At first, it was barely visible.
A soft glow… like frost under morning sunlight.
Slowly…
It gathered above Lin Yuan's head.
And then.... It finally took shape.
A small pink cat, floating in the air.
The cat blinked lazily.
Its eyes were wide and filled with curiosity, scanning everyone present.
It stretched slowly, as if waking up from a long sleep… then let out a small, soft yawn.
Its pink fur shimmered gently.
"That… that's a martial soul?" Lin Qingyue whispered, unable to hide her shock.
"It… it looks so cute…" she added, staring in disbelief.
Lin Yuan swallowed.
Did I… awaken something useless?
He slowly raised his head and looked at his own martial soul.
The moment their eyes met.
His heart trembled.
That pink cat…
felt… close.
Too close.
As if, it was a part of him.
"What… is this…" he murmured inwardly.
This is Mew… but why here?
This is Douluo Continent… not the Pokémon world…
How…?
Before he could think further.
The pink cat floated down gently.
Its small tail brushed against Lin Yuan's cheek.
Then, it rubbed its face against his.
The entire hall froze.
"It… it has awareness…" Bai Yueling whispered.
Lin Han narrowed his eyes, observing carefully.
"Not just awareness…" he said slowly.
"It has spiritual intelligence."
Bai Yueling nodded, her expression turning serious.
"Father… I can feel it."
"Feel what?" Lin Han asked.
"Suppression."
The word fell like a stone in still water.
"From that… small cat."
Everyone was stunned.
"Impossible…" Lin Shan muttered.
But Bai Yueling shook her head firmly.
"No. It's real."
"Even though it looks harmless… its bloodline… is terrifying."
All eyes returned to the floating pink creature.
Meanwhile
Lin Qingyue had already moved closer.
"Come here, little guy…"
She gently reached out and touched it.
Surprisingly, the pink cat didn't resist.
Instead, it let her touch it… though its gaze remained fixed on Lin Yuan.
Lin Yuan understood.
It's not allowing her…
It's allowing her because of me.
A faint smile appeared on his lips.
Then, he raised his other hand.
A sudden cold spread through the hall.
Frost formed in the air, snowflakes began to fall.
And, a sword appeared.
Pure white, Like jade.
Around three and a half feet long.
The moment it appeared.
The temperature in the hall dropped instantly.
"T-Twin martial souls…?!" Lin Feng exclaimed.
Everyone froze again.
Lin Yuan looked at the sword in his hand.
Then at the pink cat hovering beside him.
A smirk slowly formed on his lips.
"As expected…" he muttered inwardly.
Turning toward his family, he spoke calmly:
"Father… Mother… I have awakened twin martial souls."
The sword glowed faintly.
The pink cat floated onto his shoulder.
Complete contrast, but perfect harmony.
Lin Han stared at the two martial souls.
His body trembled slightly.
Then—
THUMP!
He stepped forward heavily.
"Hahaha…!"
He laughed loudly.
Loud enough to shake the hall.
"Xiao Yuan! Tell your grandpa!"
"What are your martial souls?! How powerful are they?!"
For a moment.
He looked less like a Soul Saint, and more like an excited old man.
Lin Yuan smiled.
But instead of answering, he said:
"Grandpa… let's test my soul power first."
Lin Han froze.
Then slapped his forehead.
"Ah! Right! Right!"
"I almost forgot!"
He quickly brought out the soul power testing orb.
"Place your hand here," he instructed.
"Release your soul power into it."
Lin Yuan nodded.
He placed his hand on the orb. And released his power.
Instantly.
The orb lit up, completely full. Not a single corner remained dim.
Everyone held their breath.
"Grandpa…"
Lin Yuan asked softly,
"What is my innate soul power?"
Before Lin Han could answer.
A voice spoke.
"Level 10."
It was Lin Feng.
His voice trembled slightly.
But his eyes shone brightly.
"Xiao Yuan… your innate soul power is… Level 10."
Silence.
Then.
"YEAH!!!"
Lin Qingyue jumped in excitement.
"Xiao Yuan has innate level 10!"
"Doesn't that mean he can become a Title Douluo?!"
"Yue'er! Quiet!"
Lin Shan immediately scolded her.
He quickly looked around.
Then lowered his voice.
"We cannot let anyone know about this."
His tone turned serious.
"Do you understand?"
Qingyue blinked.
Then nodded quickly.
"…Okay."
Her excitement didn't disappear though.
Tears formed in her eyes.
Not from sadness.
But from joy.
The others also calmed down. Because they all knew. A child with:
Twin Martial Soul, a mysterious intelligent beast spirt with innate Level 10
Was not just talent.
It was a threat to others.
And in this world, talent… Often invited death.
Lin Yuan stood quietly in the center of the hall.
The pink cat rested on his shoulder.
The white sword shimmered in his hand.
A faint smile appeared on his lips.
Let's see… how far I can go.
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