Douluo Continent, southwest of the Heaven Dou Empire.

Holy Spirit Village!

A small village formed by more than three hundred households scattered across the wilderness.

It was named after a Soul Saint of unverified origins who once walked out of it.

Located in Fasno Province, south of Notting City.

Purple Qi gushed across the horizon, and villagers walked in twos and threes toward the farmland outside the village.

Working at sunrise and resting at sunset.

Along the path, the only child appeared particularly eye-catching.

That was a child of five or six years old.

Wearing coarse linen clothes, with capable short Black hair, bright and dark big eyes, and a very innocent smile.

At this moment, he had a square wooden box hanging around his neck, filled with colorful candies.

Two gourds were tucked at his waist, and getting slightly closer, one could still smell a hint of alcohol and immature grass fragrance.

From far away, someone greeted him.

"Xiao Qiu, what is it? Did you poke down another beehive?"

Ye Qiu turned his head and smiled.

"Auntie～ Why are you so smart?"

"Enough! Stop acting cute here. Those two bumps on your head are about to grow horns."

"Haha."

A burst of scattered laughter sounded around.

"Xiao Qiu, come here quickly!"

"Get your Aunt Zhang two of those honey pomelo candies, the sixth child at home loves this stuff!"

"All right, Aunt Zhang!"

Ye Qiu did not mind the villagers' teasing, and happily ran toward the somewhat burly Aunt Zhang.

He pulled out two candies and put them into Aunt Zhang's basket.

"Take them. Remember to come to your aunt's house for dinner when you have time; your little mouth isn't missing a bite!"

Aunt Zhang smiled and fished out two copper coins, placing them in the palm of Ye Qiu's hand.

"Alright, Aunt Zhang, take your time!"

Ye Qiu waved to the departing Aunt Zhang with a full smile.

Ever since he could stand on his own feet.

He rarely went to the villagers' homes for free meals anymore.

Greeting the villagers in the fields, he slowly walked toward the village.

Suddenly.

Ye Qiu's eyes lit up slightly.

He waved toward the small hill on the side of the village.

He shouted loudly, "Yo! Xiao San, getting up so early to exercise again!"

On that small hill, there was a thin and small figure.

It looked about the same age as Ye Qiu.

The frequent roasting of the sun and furnace made him appear darker. His clothes were simple yet clean, and his short Black hair was neat enough.

Although young, his agility was something even adults would feel inferior to.

He flew down from the small hill.

As light as a swallow, constantly leaping and jumping, he was about to land on the flat ground in the blink of an eye.

Yet at the last moment, he was disturbed by Ye Qiu's voice.

His footing stumbled, and he almost fell.

Tang San immediately frowned, vigilantly looking around in all directions.

Confirming that no one noticed his uniqueness.

Only then did he look at Ye Qiu unhappily.

"Ye Qiu, you are clearly younger than me, stop calling me that all the time!"

As his voice fell.

Tang San no longer showed off his movement technique, and honestly and steadily ran toward the blacksmith's shop at home.

Towards these brats in the village, Tang San never wanted to bother with them, often isolating himself from them and playing alone.

"Xiao San, run slower and don't fall, Uncle Hao won't feel sorry for you!"

Ye Qiu was not angry either, smiling as he bid farewell to Tang San, and not forgetting to send greetings to his elder at home.

"Remember to say hello to Uncle Hao for me, and remember to pay the tab for the wine on credit!"

"..."

Tang San frowned slightly.

Ignoring Ye Qiu's shouts, he continued running toward home.

"Tsk, didn't the Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record teach him to be polite."

Ye Qiu curled his lips.

Often when going door-to-door to collect debts, he couldn't get a good look from Tang San and his father.

Sometimes Ye Qiu did want to call him a punk a few times.

But his strength didn't allow it; his forehead would easily get a few more Silent Sleeve Arrow arrows.

"Xiao Qiu."

Just after watching Tang San leave.

An old voice came from his ear again.

With a smile on his cute young face, Ye Qiu looked at the slender old man in the distance.

He immediately trotted over.

"Grandpa Jack, are you buying candy or wine?"

"Haha. You little slippery fellow."

The village chief Old Jack stroked his meticulously groomed beard, looking full of vigor.

He reached out and rubbed Ye Qiu's head.

"Forget about the wine, your wine is as diluted as watered-down horse piss, only that drunkard Tang Hao likes it. Better just get Grandpa a few sticks of candy."

"All right, here you go!"

Ye Qiu smiled innocently.

With a grab, five candies were stuck between his fingers, and he handed them to Old Jack's hands.

Carefully putting away the money.

Ye Qiu raised his head again to look at Old Jack.

He asked with a smile:

"Did Grandpa Jack come looking for me specifically? Is there something you want to tell me?"

"Yes, Grandpa is here to notify you to participate in the Martial Soul Awakening ceremony in three days."

Old Jack smiled and put the Lollipop into Ye Qiu's mouth, his eyes filled with strong expectation, or even an extravagant hope.

There hasn't been a Soul Master produced in the village for many years.

"Three days later?"

Ye Qiu's expression changed slightly, and his eyes couldn't help but carry some yearning.

"Right, right in the Spirit Hall at the center of the village. Remember to come then."

Old Jack nodded kindly.

"Alright, come over for dinner when you have time, Grandpa still has to go notify other children."

"Take care, Grandpa Jack!"

Ye Qiu stood on tiptoe and waved his small hand.

When the pedestrians on the road became sparse, Ye Qiu bit the candy to end the morning business, hugged the box, and walked home.

A lonely, dead-silent single-room wooden cabin.

This was Ye Qiu's home.

With no living relatives and bare walls, this was his setup upon coming to this world.

He grew up eating meals from hundreds of households since he was little.

"Hoo～"

Lying on the cold, hard wooden bed, Ye Qiu let out a long breath.

Douluo Continent, Martial Soul Awakening.

Ye Qiu, who was quite familiar with this world, naturally understood the importance of the Martial Soul.

"I wonder what kind of Martial Soul I can awaken, will it be a frog like my parents?"

Ye Qiu muttered to himself, then quickly shook his head with a look of disgust.

"Better not."

Maybe his bloodline would revert to ancestors, Awakening a more powerful Martial Soul and having a relatively high Innate Soul Power?

"Sigh, I've really had enough of this ordinary and mediocre life."

A trace of melancholy could not help but appear on Ye Qiu's face.

"If the Martial Soul really doesn't work out, I'll just try to see if I can eat soft rice, haha."

As the voice fell.

Ye Qiu laughed out loud himself.

Wanting to give them a warm home, this was just a normal thought.

...

Three days passed in a flash.

Under Old Jack's organization, many children of appropriate age gathered in the Spirit Hall at the center of the village.

The so-called Spirit Hall in Holy Spirit Village was just a slightly larger wooden cabin.

Sheltering from wind and rain was not a problem.

With so many children, this was a great business opportunity for selling candy.

With the box hanging around his neck, Ye Qiu shouted and peddled vigorously.

Tang San stood quietly in place.

Hearing Ye Qiu keep repeating three sounds and then pausing, he always felt annoyed in his heart.

"Yo! Xiao San. How about I treat you to candy?"

Ye Qiu walked up to Tang San with a smile, handing over a greenish Lollipop.

"No need."

Tang San shook his head coldly.

He was completely uninterested in such petty favors among children.

"Fine then."

Ye Qiu rolled his eyes.

Currently, he didn't have much of a bad feeling towards Tang San, it was just that sometimes he really made people very unhappy.

Not long after.

Having just completed a few small orders, Ye Qiu saw Old Jack smiling and welcoming a certain young man.

"Slurp～ Slurp～"

Tang San stood right in front of Ye Qiu.

Hearing the sound of Ye Qiu sucking on candy behind him, he couldn't help but frown slightly.

The young man was wearing the uniform of the Spirit Hall, looking quite decent, with arrogance and superiority in his brows, waving Old Jack away with a wave of his hand.

Starting today's main task—Martial Soul Awakening!

Wish everyone a happy life!