I am the heir of the God of Life, and my martial soul is the Ten Thousand Souls Banner

Chapter 1: The standard weapon of the mysterious evil cultivator, the Ten Thousand Souls Banner descends
At night, the sky is densely covered with stars, and the stars are shining brightly.

In the Spirit Hall's worship hall, Li Changsheng stood in front of the window, looking at the bright moon at night, with a myriad of thoughts in his mind.

He traveled to Douluo Continent six years ago and was unexpectedly taken back and adopted by the great priest Qian Daoliu. He has lived here ever since.

In this world where martial spirit and talent can determine everything, if one wants to possess supreme status and strength, these two things are indispensable.

Especially the martial soul, if the innate soul power is rubbish, it can be improved with fairy grass, but if the martial soul is rubbish, then it will really become rubbish. At that time, he, a stranger, will be walking on thin ice in this Douluo Continent.

"My buddy is an outsider, and I have a destiny, so my martial spirit should not be too bad." Li Changsheng retracted his gaze, lowered his head to look at his fair little hands, his eyes full of insecurity.

Just then, the door of a room not far away rang.

"Who?"

After hearing someone knocking on the door, Li Changsheng came to his senses. Then he opened the door and looked outside.

At this moment, in front of him stood a girl who was about fifteen or sixteen years old. She had long golden hair and was wearing a light golden dress. She looked like an angel descending to the sky, dispelling the darkness.

"you are?"

Looking at the person in front of him, Li Changsheng had a puzzled look on his face and was obviously stunned for a moment.

No, isn't this Qian Renxue? Shouldn't she be hiding in the Tiandou Empire and be her crown prince? Why did she suddenly come back and find me?

"Have you forgotten? I held you in my arms six years ago."

Qian Renxue smiled slightly, her beautiful face full of tenderness.

"Oh, so you are the sister Xue'er that Grandpa Qian mentioned."

Upon hearing this, Li Changsheng pretended to be enlightened and understood it instantly.

He welcomed Qian Renxue into the house and closed the door before asking in confusion, "Sister Xue'er, it's so late, what's the matter with you coming to see me? Also, where have you been all these years? Why haven't I seen you in the Spirit Hall?"

He really didn't understand the first question. After all, he had only met this woman once at most, and they couldn't be considered to have a very good relationship. As for the second question, he was just pretending and asking it symbolically.

"It's nothing, I just want to see your martial soul awakening tomorrow. After all, this is the greatest experience in life."

Qian Renxue waved her hand and said nonchalantly, "As for where I went, don't worry about it."

"Ok."

After understanding the reason why this person came back, Li Changsheng didn't say anything more.

"What kind of martial soul do you think you will awaken when your martial soul awakens tomorrow?"

Qian Renxue sat on the chair, crossed her legs, and asked tentatively.

She really couldn't contain her curiosity. She had asked her grandfather about this man's origins before, but was always rejected.

"how could I know."

Li Changsheng shrugged and said speechlessly: "This question will only be clear tomorrow. After all, I don't even know who my biological parents are."

"Don't you have any impression at all?" Qian Renxue was still unwilling to give up and continued to ask.

"No."

Li Changsheng shook his head and said helplessly: "To be honest, I want to know who my parents are more than you do." The awakening of martial souls in Douluo Continent basically comes from one of the parents. It can be said that the stronger the martial souls of the parents, the better the talents and martial souls of their children will be under normal circumstances.

Of course, special circumstances apply, such as a certain master's mutated martial spirit.

Therefore, if you know who your biological parents are in this world, then you can probably infer what kind of martial soul will awaken tomorrow. But if you traveled through time and space as a baby, that would be interesting, because only God knows what kind of martial soul you can awaken.

"In that case, go to bed early. I'll go with you tomorrow!"

After saying that, Qian Renxue stood up, patted the child in front of her on the shoulder, signaling her not to worry, and then walked out of the room.

"Strange, since when did this woman become so interested in me? Could it be that my origins are a bit outrageous, and I am the illegitimate child of some godly boss?"

Looking at Qian Renxue's leaving back, Li Changsheng fell into deep thought.

This is not impossible. After all, if there was no amazing scene, how could it be such a coincidence that he was picked up by Qian Daoliu and brought back to the worship hall to live.

But the problem is that he has no impression of it at all.

……

The next day, the morning sun rose, and a few rays of sunlight shone down, bringing with it a coolness and gentleness.

In the main hall of the Temple of Worship, not only Qian Renxue was curious about this, but even the worshippers such as Golden Crocodile Douluo also wanted to know what kind of martial soul and talent the child brought back by their chief worshipper would awaken.

"Changsheng, are you ready?"

Looking at the child in front of him, Qian Daoliu's face was also full of curiosity. Obviously, he didn't know what the talent and martial spirit of this child he brought back was like.

"I'm ready." Li Changsheng nodded, indicating that they could start at any time.

Upon seeing this, Qian Daoliu's eyes narrowed and golden light shone around him.

Along with the infusion of a huge amount of golden soul power, Li Changsheng could clearly feel that some powerful force was awakening in his body.

If I'm not mistaken, this should be my martial soul.

Under the gaze of everyone, the originally dazzling golden light instantly turned into extreme evil.

The next moment, a large banner about nine feet long and as black as iron appeared behind him.

The surface of the banner is engraved with ancient runes, and each rune seems to contain some kind of mysterious power.

Hundreds of soul beads gleaming with dim light are hung on the banner. Various powerful souls are sealed in these soul beads. They are either roaring or weeping, as if telling the stories of their past glory and misery.

The tail of the banner is a long tassel woven from countless fine black silk threads. These threads sway gently in the breeze and fall down like a waterfall, giving people a weird and mysterious feeling.

When it dances gently, the soul beads will emit a shrill scream, as if protesting to the enemy, and the tassels will dance like spirit snakes, emitting a cold and deadly aura.

"What is this?"

Upon seeing this, Qian Daoliu and other worshippers could not help but open their eyes wide, feeling very incredible.

"Why does this martial spirit look so familiar?"

Looking at his awakened martial soul, Li Changsheng blinked and was stunned. How come this aura, this look, this color, is so similar to the Ten Thousand Souls Banner held by evil cultivators?

(End of this chapter)