Douluo: Martial Soul Body, I’m True Master

Tang Shan walked alone under the streetlights, with no one else around him.

“Sigh, I have to say, the author’s writing is indeed elegant, but looking at this plot again now, it always feels a bit ridiculous.”

Closing Qidian, Tang Shan stopped by the sidewalk, waiting for the green light to turn on.

He had been attracted to Douluo Continent since childhood, and even now, after entering society, he couldn’t help but reread it many times.

Setting aside the increasingly ridiculous plot, the constant retconning of settings, and the more and more heaven-defying cheats later on, Douluo Continent indeed possessed a unique charm; even looking back and reading it now, it was still captivating.

Especially the protagonist of the first part, Tang San, whose name shared a certain similarity with his own name, Tang Shan, which led Tang Shan to flip through it repeatedly.

The green light turned on.

As Tang Shan lifted his head to move forward, his pupils contracted.

“Damn, get out of the way!”

It was already late at night, yet there were still two children playing on the crosswalk, and at that moment, a heavy dump truck was barreling toward them.

Tang Shan had no time to react; the complex situation caused his brain to fall into a brief blank.

Children really shouldn’t be playing on the road, but it was a green light now, so it should be safe.

And you, dump truck, do you not look at traffic lights?

Is that huge red light invisible to you, old man?

As if hearing Tang Shan’s words, or perhaps because those children were blessed with great luck, they happened to clear the crosswalk while they were playing.

Just as Tang Shan breathed a sigh of relief, he watched dumbfounded as the dump truck swerved and came straight…

towards him.

Bang!

Amidst his blurred consciousness, Tang Shan vaguely heard some conversation.

“Where are you from?

Have you been drinking?”

“No, I can take an alcohol test.”

“Is it fatigue driving?”

“No, no, definitely not, yawn…”

“Then why are you yawning?”

“Didn’t I just wake up?

Oh no, I mean, isn’t it normal to yawn at night when it’s time?

Forget it, I have things to do.

I have insurance; you should talk to the insurance company’s lawyer.”

…Tang Shan, unable to catch his breath, widened his eyes and then lost his final breath of life.

God Realm

“I’ve stayed here for so many years; I really can’t stay any longer.

But the successor still hasn’t met the requirements.

They can’t even withstand a bit of Rakshasa’s power, so how can they inherit my Asura God Position?”

That was a figure shrouded in a blood-red robe.

The killing intent that pierced through heaven and earth and the distorted space around him revealed his identity: he was officially one of the Five Great God Kings and Five Great Law Enforcers of the God Realm, the Asura God.

“If it really doesn’t work out, I’ll just cultivate one myself.

It’s just that one I cultivate might not be as good as one that comes from magic…

Wait, I have an idea.

It’s just that, Brother Sea God, you might have to take the fall for me.”

A hint of smugness was in his low voice as his powerful divine sense quietly entered a certain special plane.

At this moment, a young man in his twenties was seriously studying in an outer sect.

Whether intentionally or not, this surge of divine sense was discovered by Poseidon, the Sea God, located in the Sea God Temple.

“What does Asura want to do?

Let me see.”

…Heaven Dou Empire, Fasinuo Province, Nuoding City

“Father, there seems to be a child here.”

A youth of about twelve years old looked at a baby in the alley and couldn’t help but look at his father beside him.

The middle-aged man, whose features bore some resemblance to the youth, came back to his senses.

Looking at the abandoned baby in the alley, he couldn’t help but frown.

“Who could be so cruel as to leave a baby here?

Even if they couldn’t keep him, they could have placed him in an official orphanage or one established by Spirit Hall.”

Seeing the trace of sadness in the eyes of the youth beside him, the middle-aged man couldn’t help but sigh in his heart.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration hit him.

“Yuntao, how about we adopt this child?”

As he spoke, the middle-aged man had already walked into the alley and picked up the baby.

Only then did he discover a card on the blanket wrapping the baby, with two large characters written on it: “Tang Shan.”

The middle-aged man was about to discard the card but stopped himself.

“Since you already have a name, then child, you shall be called Tang Shan from now on.

I hope your future will be as brilliant as the Haotian Twin Stars who have just become famous on the continent.”

Hearing that they were going to adopt a child, the sadness in the eyes of the youth named Yuntao seemed to dissipate a bit.

“Okay, Father.”

Walking out of the alley, the middle-aged man took the youth’s hand and walked towards the direction of Spirit Hall…

Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, three years had passed.

The abandoned orphan was now three years old.

Tang Shan lay back on a reclining chair, his little feet swinging back and forth in the air.

“Shan Zi, time to eat.”

At this time, a young man poked his head out from a two-story attic and shouted to the child on the chair.

“Coming.”

Hearing the call, the three-year-old Tang Shan did a carp kick-up…

that’s right, a carp kick-up.

His tiny body performed such an incredible move as he got off the reclining chair and ran toward the door.

“Big Brother, what are we eating today?”

While asking, Tang Shan’s mind couldn’t help but recall his experiences over the past three years.

He clearly should have been killed by the dump truck, but ended up transmigrating to Douluo Continent.

Liking it in reality was one thing, but transmigrating here was another.

Setting aside everything else, just the ancient lifestyle, especially the toilet paper—thinking of this, Tang Shan couldn’t help but still feel lingering fear, and a certain part of him felt a faint pain.

Moreover, he actually became an orphan upon transmigrating; fortunately, he was taken in by this family.

Thinking of this, Tang Shan’s expression couldn’t help but reveal a hint of strangeness as he looked at the young man standing at the door calling him to eat.

This was his big brother in this life, and also a famous figure on Douluo Continent.

The “Number One Traitor of Spirit Hall, Tang San’s Great Enemy, the peerless expert living in seclusion in Spirit Hall, the Blind God King,” Su Yuntao.

As the saying goes, transmigrators come and go, but Su Yuntao is eternal.

In his past life, besides the original work, Tang Shan had naturally read many fanfictions.

In these fanfictions, this Big Brother Su of his truly appeared frequently.

His influence was so great that even in fanfictions of the next two novels, Su-style Spirit Masters with similar names would often appear to awaken Spirits for a creature called the protagonist.

“Big Brother, how is your vision training going?”

Hearing his three-year-old little brother’s question, Su Yuntao looked serious.

“Little brother, don’t worry.

I’ve been practicing that cultivation method you researched, called the Eye Care Skill, every day.

Now my vision has improved a lot, and my Spirit is much more vigorous.”

“Good!

Big Brother, you must practice seriously and raise your vision as high as possible.”

Tang Shan was also serious, but being too short, he could only pat Su Yuntao’s thigh.

However, in the end, he couldn’t help but burst out laughing.

Su Yuntao was used to his little brother often coming out with strange words; he just considered it childish nonsense.

Walking to the dining table, Su Yuntao’s father, who was also Tang Shan’s adoptive father in this life, Su Haichao, had already prepared the meal.

Golden roasted Spirit Beast meat and a few home-cooked side dishes paired with snowy white rice—compared to his past life, it was already indescribably sumptuous.

While devouring the food like a whirlwind, Tang Shan once again couldn’t help but feel emotional about his luck in this life.

At the very least, compared to the original protagonist Tang San, it was more than just a little bit better.

The other guy not only had to cook for himself but also didn’t have enough to eat, leading to malnutrition.

If not for the help of the Mysterious Heaven Skill, what Innately Full Spirit Power would he be dreaming of?

It would probably be a blessing just to have any spirit power at all.

“Shan Zi, your brother has also trained for a year according to the method you mentioned.

I feel like I can take him to hunt Spirit Beasts now.”

While eating, Su Haichao looked at this younger son he had adopted.

This son of his had been smart since he was a child.

Ever since his bodily functions were basically developed, he began to read.

He actually discovered that before the ten-thousand-year spirit ring, the age limit a Spirit Master could absorb was related to their own physical fitness, and he convinced him to let Su Yuntao train his body for an extra year.

Hearing his father’s words, Su Yuntao also looked expectantly at this brother who was nearly twelve years younger than him.

God knows, when he reached level ten spirit power a year ago, he excitedly asked his father to take him to hunt Spirit Beasts to absorb a spirit ring.

In the end, this brother of his somehow brainwashed his father into making him train his body for a year before going to hunt Spirit Beasts.

“Dad, it’s time.

Big Brother’s training this year has basically reached the limit of what can be rapidly improved in a short period.

The subsequent slow refinement would take too much time and isn’t really worth it.”

Hearing Su Haichao’s inquiry, Tang Shan nodded.

Hearts are made of flesh after all.

Moreover, this father and son had told him about his background since he was little, yet they always treated him as a member of their family.

He had long since considered Su Yuntao and Su Haichao his direct kin, so he naturally hoped their future could go a bit further.

To this end, he displayed his extraordinary talent in Spirit theory and gave the following suggestions for Su Yuntao’s future.

Of course, he was mainly convincing Su Haichao back then; Su Yuntao only needed to follow along.

“Father, Big Brother’s talent is limited, with only Innate Rank 3 spirit power, two ranks lower than yours.

I believe it’s not too late to let Big Brother train his body for a year before absorbing a spirit ring.

Besides, spirit power can still be accumulated if one continues to cultivate after reaching a bottleneck.”

At that time, Su Haichao was opposed.

After all, even if the accumulated spirit power would continue to increase after breaking through, could the cultivation speed of a Spirit Scholar compare to that of a Spirit Master?

Obviously not.

Hearing Su Haichao’s counter-question at the time, Tang Shan was a bit surprised, but he quickly reacted.

Even if Yu Xiaogang hadn’t published the so-called “Ten Great Core Competencies” yet, it didn’t mean these theories didn’t exist.

Ultimately, this was a real World, and what’s more, Su Haichao was the Hall Master of the Spirit Hall in Nuoding City.

Fortunately, he was well-prepared.

“Dad, indeed, a Spirit Master’s cultivation speed does exceed that of a Spirit Scholar.

But with Big Brother’s Rank 3 spirit power talent, how many more ranks could he even gain in this year?

At most, he wouldn’t even reach Rank 2.

But by using this year to train his body, he might be able to absorb a spirit ring that’s over a hundred years older.

At that time, the accumulation of a high-age spirit ring itself, combined with the spirit power accumulated from a year of cultivation, might result in a greater increase.

Not to mention the impact of a high-age spirit ring on the quality of Big Brother’s Spirit.”

It was precisely such well-reasoned arguments that convinced Su Haichao, leading Su Yuntao through what could be called a year of terrifying hellish training.