Douluo: Wuhun Void Mirror, the system is late

Chapter 1 The System is Late

Douluo Continent, Tiandou Empire.

In a quiet and ancient courtyard, Ling Feng sat cross-legged like a statue, immersed in spiritual practice.

As time slowly passed, a trace of imperceptible disappointment quietly emerged in the depths of Ling Feng's eyes. Fine beads of sweat slightly seeped out of his forehead and his teeth were lightly clenched.

Unfortunately, the soul power still has not increased.

After a moment, Ling Feng slowly opened his eyes and gently exhaled, followed by a sigh full of helplessness.

"Alas, my martial spirit level is still too low. I've wasted several months of precious time without even raising my spirit power by one level."

His voice echoed in the silent courtyard, with a hint of helplessness.

After saying that, Ling Feng slowly stood up, raised his hand and gently brushed off the dust on his body, his eyes slowly looked up at the distant sky, his eyes full of loneliness.

He was not a native of this magical land of Douluo Continent, but traveled here by chance due to an accident.

Before traveling through time, he had read novels and watched animations about Douluo Dalu, and he fully believed that he could also awaken a powerful martial spirit.

Not to mention breaking through to the god level in one fell swoop, at least one can become an admired Titled Douluo on the Douluo Continent.

But when his martial spirit awakened at the age of six, he realized how naive his previous thoughts were.

In the magical yet cruel world of Douluo Continent, a person's destiny is basically determined the moment their martial spirit awakens.

He already understands the current timeline of Douluo Continent. If nothing unexpected happens, Tang San should be six years old this year, and the plot of Douluo Continent is about to begin.

What Ling Feng awakened was just an inconspicuous low-level martial soul, and his innate soul power was pitifully weak, only level two.

He is now an adult, just eighteen years old, but after all these years of unremitting practice, his soul power level still remains at level twenty-five.

He had challenged himself countless times, trained his body, and tried to break through the bottleneck of his soul power, but he always failed.

"Forget it, forget it. Anyway, on Douluo Continent, relying on the special nature of my martial spirit, I can still have a worry-free life."

Ling Feng shook his head slightly. Although his martial soul was ordinary and had no strong attack and defense power, it possessed a magical and unique ability.

"Buzz!"

Ling Feng's mind moved, and he slowly spread out his right hand. A faint green light rose from his palm.

Then, the light suddenly bloomed, and an ancient bronze mirror appeared out of thin air, quietly floating above his right hand.

This bronze mirror is carved with delicate green patterns all around, the patterns are simple and mysterious. It is Ling Feng's martial soul: the bronze mirror.

After years of exploration, he discovered that although the bronze mirror martial soul could not provide him with strong power support in battle, it possessed an extremely strange ability - the bronze mark.

The Bronze Seal is a medium.

When he casts the bronze mark on a soul beast, he can extract soul power from the soul beast and condense a soul ring.

However, this kind of soul ring extraction is not without restrictions. Due to the limitation of his strength, he can now only barely extract a hundred-year soul ring from the soul beast's body, and it is a relatively young hundred-year soul ring.

The soul rings extracted are no different from the soul rings obtained by hunting soul beasts, and the soul skills that are born are also closely related to the soul beasts.

If you try to forcibly extract a spirit ring that is very old, not only will you fail, but you will also suffer backlash, which will not be worth the loss.

Ling Feng speculated that the reason for his failure was partly due to his low soul power level and partly due to the limitations of his martial soul level. With this special ability of his martial soul, Ling Feng had found a unique way to survive in Douluo Continent.

He often traveled through the soul beast forest, and the roars of soul beasts that came from time to time were terrifying.

Ling Feng carefully captured some hundred-year soul beasts and extracted some ten-year soul rings and hundred-year soul rings from them.

He would carefully plan every action in advance, observing the habits and whereabouts of the soul beasts, and looking for the best time to strike.

As for the extracted soul ring, it can exist in the air for a long time, which is related to Ling Feng's bronze mirror martial soul.

You just need to attach the bronze mark to the soul ring, and then the soul ring will be able to exist in the air unless the bronze mark disappears.

The extracted soul rings are then sold to civilians who want to obtain soul rings but lack sufficient strength to go to the soul beast forest to hunt.

For these commoners, being able to possess a hundred-year spirit ring, even if it is just a hundred-year spirit ring, is a precious opportunity that they have always dreamed of and can only encounter by chance.

After all, the Soul Beast Forest is by no means a good place. It is full of dangers and contains countless deadly dangers and challenges.

Anyone who steps into it without being careful will die and become food for soul beasts.

To be on the safe side, most civilians would rather choose to absorb some relatively weak ten-year spirit rings than easily set foot in the spirit beast forest.

Because of this, Ling Feng has accumulated considerable wealth over the years by selling soul rings, enough for him to live a comfortable life without worries about food and clothing in Douluo Continent.

But Ling Feng knew in his heart that this was not a long-term solution. He longed to one day break through his own limitations and evolve his martial soul.

In fact, he wanted to go to the Yin-Yang Eye of Ice and Fire. Absorbing any magical herb would be enough to evolve his martial soul, but the place was occupied by Poison Douluo, and going there would be suicide.

Can only give up.

Just when Ling Feng was about to go to the place where the soul beasts were raised to check on their condition.

Suddenly, without warning, a cold and mechanical voice sounded in his mind.

"Could it be..."

There was a flash of uncontrollable surprise in Ling Feng's eyes. This surprise only stayed in his eyes for a brief moment before he forcibly suppressed it.

He shook his head slowly, thinking to himself that this might just be his hallucination.

For eighteen years since he traveled to Douluo Continent, he has been longing for the legendary golden finger.

In the world of Douluo Continent, although he barely survived with the help of the Bronze Mirror Martial Spirit, he was well aware of his own weaknesses and limitations.

Every time he faced a powerful soul master or a ferocious soul beast, he felt deeply powerless and helpless.

[The host has successfully arrived on Douluo Continent. The baby's godhood system is binding...]

Suddenly, that cold voice continued to ring clearly in his mind.

Ling Feng was stunned at first, and then an indescribable excitement and nervousness surged in his heart.

He suppressed the waves in his heart, and after confirming again and again that this was not his own hallucination, he finally realized it.

The long-awaited golden finger actually came to him at this moment.

(End of this chapter)