In a remote yet prosperous small town on the Douluo Continent, a series of knocks echoed through the quiet evening. Knock, knock, knock! Lu Leng, hearing the insistent knocking on his door, opened it to find a young woman standing at the entrance.
"Are you here?" she inquired.
"I'm here," Lu Leng replied.
"Lets come in quickly" the woman urged.
"Who goes first?" Lu Leng asked.
"I'll go first," she stated.
Stepping inside the sealed room, the young woman frowned slightly. "You wealthy people are so peculiar, awakening a Martial Soul in such secrecy."
Lu Leng chuckled. "Hehe, I just don't want to lose face. What if I awaken a trash Martial Soul? It would be a disgrace to the Lu family name."
Of course, this wasn't his true thought.
In reality, Lu Leng harbored a deep fear that the Martial Soul he awakened would be extraordinarily powerful, so much so that he would be forcibly taken away by the Spirit Hall if they discovered it.
"If I didn't know the Spirit Hall would eventually collapse, why would I spend money to hire you for the awakening?" Lu Leng muttered silently in his heart.
He examined the woman. She possessed a striking beauty and an alluring charm. Well, this wasn't a bad deal.
"Hurry up. After this, I have another client to attend to," the woman said, tossing six stones into the air. A golden light immediately appeared, signaling the beginning of the awakening.
"I didn't expect you freelancers to be so popular" Lu Leng remarked as he stepped into the light.
"What freelancers...?"
"Never mind."
As Lu Leng entered the light, he carefully sensed the strange changes occurring in his body.
"Extend your right hand."
Lu Leng complied, and a long blade materialized in his palm.
The blade was slender, with a narrow edge, and its entire body was pitch black, resembling a Tang Hengdao in shape. However, compared to the Tang Hengdao, it lacked elegance but exuded an overwhelming domineering aura. The moment it appeared, the room was engulfed in a terrifying, destructive energy, as if a soul-crushing pressure had descended. The woman felt her breath shorten, almost suffocating.
On the blade, thunderclouds churned, with purple lightning snakes coiling around it. Flames and electric arcs danced, radiating the might of thunder, akin to divine punishment, sending shivers down one's spine.
"What is this...?" the woman momentarily stunned, not daring to guess. After a while, she continued, "This is a Tool Martial Soul, but I've never seen anything like it. Its quality is undoubtedly top-tier."
She looked at Lu Leng, her eyes filled with envy and astonishment.
"Retract your Martial Soul. It's too oppressive," the woman said, unable to endure it any longer. She then took out a crystal ball. "Let's test your soul power."
Lu Leng retracted his Martial Soul and placed his hand on the crystal ball.
Instantly, a dazzling light erupted!
"Innate Full Soul Power!"
The young woman couldn't help but exclaim, her eyes wide with shock despite the blinding light.
But that wasn't all. As the light reached its peak, even more intense spots of light began to appear on the crystal ball.
One, two, three...
The number of spots rapidly increased—ten, eleven...
Nineteen, twenty, twenty-one! A total of twenty-one!
"Innate Soul Power Level 21!" The woman was utterly speechless. At this moment, Lu Leng stood before her like a monster.
Innate Full Soul Power Level 21—how was this possible?
Innate Full Soul Power was already a once-in-a-century genius on the Douluo Continent!
Level 21 was something she couldn't even fathom. Did such a terrifyingly talented individual truly exist in the world?
With this thought, the woman cast a fervent, questioning gaze at Lu Leng.
Lu Leng felt a chill under her gaze. "What are you doing? You're not thinking of eating me, are you? It's just level 21, no need to make such a fuss."
Lu Leng really didn't see anything wrong with it. As a transmigrator, isn't it normal for me to have a top-tier martial soul and innate full soul power? If I couldn't, that's when people should be surprised.
"Ah, young girls are just young girls, easily startled! Alright, you can go now. Remember, don't tell anyone about me, especially the Spirit Hall." Lu Leng began to shoo her away. This information absolutely couldn't reach the Spirit Hall, so he issued a stern warning.
"Why?" The woman was about to speak but stopped when she heard his words, her expression filled with confusion.
"What's wrong with the Spirit Hall? You even look down on the Spirit Hall?"
Many people dream of joining the Spirit Hall but can't.
"Don't ask why. You've taken the money, so it's your duty to keep the client's secrets," Lu Leng said coldly.
"Then I'll help others awaken their spirit first," the woman said, not understanding why Lu Leng was so opposed to the Spirit Hall. But given his talent and her current position, she didn't press further.
With that, the young woman was ushered out of the Lu residence by Lu Leng.
As the gate closed behind her, the woman let out a cold snort. "Hmph, now that I Hu Liena, have discovered you, do you really think you can escape?"
I'd better report this to the teacher immediately, Hu Liena thought, wasting no time as she set off.
Meanwhile, inside the house, Lu Leng suddenly felt a shiver. Strange, the sun's shining brightly, isn't it?
Two days later, at the Spirit Hall, in the Pope's chamber:
"Nana, is what you're saying true?" Bibi Dong's slender legs shot up from her seat, her expression filled with excitement.
"Teacher, every word I've said is true!" Hu Liena replied. "But I don't understand why Lu Leng is so resistant to the Spirit Hall. He'd rather pay someone to awaken his spirit than let the Spirit Hall do it for free. If I hadn't been on a training mission, I might never have discovered him."
"That's not up to him. On this continent, no one defies the Spirit Hall!" Bibi Dong sneered.
"Yue Guan, come with me. I'll personally bring him back!" Bibi Dong displayed her domineering side.
"But Teacher, what if he has a deep grudge against the Spirit Hall? Aren't you afraid he might do something extreme?" Hu Liena asked with concern.
"No matter. A genius like him—I'd even brainwash him if I had to, just to keep him in the Spirit Hall," Bibi Dong said with a fervent gaze. "His talent surpasses even Qian Renxue's. Such a genius must belong to the Spirit Hall."
"Let's set off immediately. We can't afford any delays!"
"Yes!"
Hearing this, Hu Liena couldn't help but feel a bit embarrassed. No matter how talented he is, he's just a six-year-old child. Teacher, do you really need to go to such lengths? But then again, this is Bibi Dong. The Spirit Hall she leads has always been this overbearing! Far away, Lu Leng looked up at the sun, muttering, "How strange. I have this bad feeling."
.....
Another two days passed.
At the entrance of the Lu residence:
Lu Leng was being held by Yue guan like a chick.
On his back was a packed luggage, clearly indicating his attempt to escape, but he was coincidentally caught by the trio of Bibi Dong and the others.
His face was filled with frustration, and he gritted his teeth in anger. "I knew something was off these past few days, and sure enough, nothing good happened. What a pity, I was just a step too late."