Spirit Hall, Awakening Plaza.
"Last one, Lin Feng."
A platinum-ranked bishop called out loudly.
Lin Feng exhaled deeply. He glanced at the several golden figures standing on the distant high platform, feeling a bit nervous inside.
He stepped into the formation made of six black stones. As the bishop activated his soul power, Lin Feng instinctively extended his right hand.
A faint golden projection emerged—it was a pearl, crystal clear, about the size of a ping pong ball, glowing softly.
The bishop frowned and asked,
"Child, what's your spirit called? Focus and sense it carefully. Your spirit will tell you what it is."
"Innate Spirit Pearl. It's probably a support-type martial spirit."
Lin Feng caressed the pearl in his hand, a look of surprise in his eyes. This was because the pearl looked very familiar—it was the very object that had fallen from the sky and killed him in his previous life, sending him to this new world.
Before he lost consciousness, he had vaguely seen the pearl's appearance.
"A spirit I've never heard of. Could it be a mutated spirit...? Alright, place your hand on the crystal ball to test your soul power."
The bishop sounded a bit excited. He was anticipating the emergence of a soul master with top-tier talent. After all, those with mutated spirits, if the mutation was positive, usually had high potential.
Judging by how crystal clear this spirit looked, it didn't seem like a negative mutation.
If Lin Feng's innate talent was high... the bishop felt as if he could already see a bright future.
"Innate soul power... Level 1?"
The bishop shook his head in disappointment.
"Sorry, Ruyan, our time together will be delayed again."
Lin Feng sighed. This body was truly too weak. In the five years before being brought to the Spirit Hall orphanage, he had lived nearly every day without enough food.
Before age six, he hadn't received the proper nutrition, which surely affected his foundation.
Even now, his physical condition had just barely reached normal levels.
Still, Lin Feng was satisfied. As long as he had soul power, he could cultivate. For someone who knew the Douluo world well, this was not the end—it was just the beginning.
"Thank you, Bishop."
The bishop looked at Lin Feng, who quietly returned to the crowd, somewhat surprised.
This child has a good mindset.
"The next awakening ceremonies—I'll handle them personally. Take the children away and step down."
"Yes, sir."
As Lin Feng and the others were led away, three figures suddenly appeared—it was the Qian family trio.
In truth, Qian Renxue didn't need to awaken her spirit here, but due to her request and Qian Daoliu's considerations, they still came.
After all, if she awakened her spirit in the Douluo Palace, the mother she longed to see wouldn't be there. But here, there was still a sliver of hope.
Qian Renxue blinked and looked around. A look of disappointment appeared on her delicate little face.
Her soft pink lips pouted, then she clenched her tiny fist and quietly encouraged herself.
(Come on, Xiaoxue. As long as you awaken with a high-level soul power, Mom will surely accept you. You can do it!)
Only the three of them remained on the plaza.
Qian Renxue lifted her head, eyes now firm:
"Dad, Grandpa, let's begin."
"Go for it, Xue'er. After your spirit awakens, Grandpa will give you some gifts."
Qian Daoliu shot a glare at Qian Xunji, who was about to activate his soul power, and said telepathically:
> "You disgrace. Watching Xue'er awaken still isn't enough for you? Her awakening doesn't need your involvement!
I asked you to find a way to bring her here, and you still failed. You've disappointed her again. Tomorrow, come get punished!"
Qian Xunji paused awkwardly, a flash of embarrassment on his face, then stood to the side silently.
A similar scene played out again. As Qian Daoliu activated his soul power, Qian Renxue emitted a radiance that surpassed everyone before her.
A golden six-winged angel spirit appeared behind her. From atop Spirit Hall's sacred mountain, the long-standing Angel Statue also burst into brilliant light.
A massive angelic phantom descended, enveloping the sky. A peaceful, divine, and noble aura spread across the entire awakening plaza.
"Ancestor..." Qian Daoliu murmured in awe.
The massive angelic phantom gradually shrank and merged into Qian Renxue's body, who still had her eyes closed.
The phantom behind her became even more solid. In that instant, she seemed to mature greatly.
Her once tender face now carried a bit of majesty and solemnity. The six-winged angel spirit fully manifested, and Qian Renxue opened her eyes with joy.
"Grandpa, Grandpa! Quickly test my soul power—I feel super strong now!"
Qian Daoliu snapped out of his daze, grabbed her hand, and took her back to Spirit Hall.
Qian Xunji also regained his composure. After glancing at a nearby corner, he went to handle the celestial anomaly.
In that corner stood a stunning figure—her teeth clenched, her expression bitter. The woman had once held hope for Qian Renxue's spirit, but now, her final sliver of hope was shattered.
A deep, hoarse voice echoed:
> "Damn it... why? Why must it be that damned angel spirit again?
So filthy... and yet it manifests a divine sign. Heaven must be blind!"
Bibi Dong forcefully suppressed the bitterness in her heart, turned around, and looked in the direction Lin Feng had gone.
"Innate soul power, level 1? That's quite rare."
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Back at the orphanage, Lin Feng received his Spirit Certificate, admission letter, and the most basic meditation techniques for cultivation.
Yes, even with only Level 1 soul power, Lin Feng could still study at Spirit Hall's junior academy, complete six years of learning, or get an early appointment to a Spirit Hall post.
In that regard, being taken in by a Spirit Hall orphanage was already better than being born in many small towns.
> "Spirits are part of the body. Then, which part of me does the Innate Spirit Pearl belong to?"
With that question in mind, Lin Feng began his first cultivation session, using the Douluo Continent's most widespread and primitive meditation technique.
Monotonous, slow, rigid—those were Lin Feng's first impressions.
> "No wonder the Xuantian Technique became one of the top arts here. Douluo's cultivation method is far too primitive. It simply absorbs heaven and earth energy and converts it to soul power—no purification, no soul power circulation routes. Maybe that's where Xuantian Technique has the edge?
> Even with high-level meditation techniques, slow progress is still normal.
> This won't do. I need to change things. With only Level 1 innate soul power, my cultivation will be slow by default. If I follow the standard path, I may never reach Soul Elder.
> And even if I know the story, without strength, I won't be able to seize any of the opportunities."
Feeling the changes in his body during cultivation, Lin Feng made up his mind:
He would create his own soul power circulation path.
Thanks to his past life's study of meridian diagrams, he believed it was possible.
What's more, his spirit's innate ability would be wasted if not developed.
Purifying and guiding the flow of soul power—that was the Innate Spirit Pearl's current ability.
His spirit was special. It could merge into his body and nurture his meridians.
That ability would become the core of Lin Feng's future development.
He summoned the Innate Spirit Pearl. Its aura was rich and nourishing, soothing his mind and bloodline.
Of course, he wouldn't just blindly experiment. Knowledge of spirits was essential. The academy library would become his second home.
> "Innate Spirit Pearl... the word 'innate'—what does it really mean? Maybe if I use the spirit as my breakthrough point, it'll lead to a surprise."
> "It followed me from my past life and became my spirit. So now, it must be a part of my body too. After all, this body is also new."
As night fell, Lin Feng put away his spirit and began his daily physical training.