Douluo: From Rusted Spear to Emperor-Slaying Spear

Chapter 1 Rusted Spear Martial Spirit

Douluo Continent, south of Hanhai City, Blue Fish Village

"Bang, bang, bang..."

A six-year-old boy, about 1.23 meters tall, with a handsome face and a physique more than twice as strong as his peers, was holding a hammer weighing 20 to 30 kilograms and rhythmically hitting a machete on the anvil.

"This order was finally completed ahead of schedule!"

The boy's name is Ji Wuming, a time traveler from Blue Star. When he was forging the Longquan Sword by hand, he became obsessed with the peerless swords in martial arts novels, and eventually came to this world by feeding the sword with his own body.

Like most time travelers, the Ji family had lost both their parents. However, the only difference was that the Ji family was the only blacksmith shop in the nearby villages.
If the farm tools of the villagers were damaged, they would come to the blacksmith shop to have them repaired. Ji Wuming had the experience of casting in his previous life. After his parents died while fishing at sea when he was five years old, he began to be self-reliant and make a living by forging iron.
Initially, the villagers felt sorry for Ji Wuming and had patronized the blacksmith shop many times, thinking that the ironware produced was not very good. However, the quality of the finished ironware was much better than before, and the reputation of Ji's blacksmith shop spread more and more widely, but the casting speed was a bit slow.

"Xiao Ji, hurry up and pack up and go to the Spirit Awakening Hall with Grandpa. The Spirit Masters from the Spirit Hall will be here soon, so don't miss the Spirit Awakening time!"

The old village chief, who was leaning on a crutch, looked at Ji Wuming, who was shirtless and holding a machete in front of him, and shook his head helplessly. It was really hard for this child to make a living by forging iron at the age of five.

"Okay, Village Chief, I'll pack up and come right away!" Ji Wuming said to the village chief with a smile.

He was still very much looking forward to the awakening of his martial soul. Although his parents' martial souls were useless harpoons, he was a time traveler after all.
As the saying goes, the poor rely on mutation, the rich rely on childbearing, and the time travelers rely on the blessing of the European Emperor's luck in another world. If they cannot awaken a powerful mutant martial soul, then it must be the original martial soul.

Soon, Ji Wuming put on his new clothes and came to the Wuhun Awakening Hall in the center of the village with the village chief.
A young man wearing a Spirit Hall uniform and holding an exquisite wooden box came over. The village chief quickly stepped forward and said,
"Master Soul Master, all the children suitable for awakening this year are here."

The Spirit Master of the Spirit Hall glanced at all the children present, nodded silently, then pushed open the door of the Awakening Hall and walked inside.

The interior of the hall was plain and simple, almost no different from an ordinary house, and the thirteen children present were very excited, looking forward to their own martial spirits that were about to awaken.

"My name is Jiang Ping, a Level 25 Great Soul Master. I'll be your guide for your martial soul awakening. Don't be afraid of anything you see later."

While setting up the awakening array, Jiang Ping patiently explained the basic knowledge of martial spirits to the children.
"Martial spirit, possessed!"

A dark seahorse phantom appeared behind him, its aura becoming somewhat terrifying. Then, two distinct spirit rings, one white and one yellow, appeared at his feet.

Some of the timid children present were still scared and cried.

"This is my martial soul, the seahorse. If any of you can awaken your martial soul and possess soul power, you can join our Wuhun Hall."

After Jiang Ping finished speaking, he injected a trace of soul power into the awakening magic circle, looked at the first child in the queue and said,
"Child, you come first!"

The crying child slowly walked into the martial soul awakening magic circle, and a seahorse shadow appeared behind the child.
"Seahorse, the same martial spirit as mine, looks good." Jiang Ping thought to himself.

Jiang Ping looked at the child who had turned from sadness to joy and said, "Child, your martial spirit is the seahorse. Try to communicate with your martial spirit and put it away. Then we will test your spirit power. With the spirit power, you can become a spirit master!"

"Ok!"

The child continued to do as instructed, placing his right hand on the blue crystal ball. After waiting for a long time, no light appeared. Jiang Ping shook his head, somewhat disappointed.
"Child, you don't have soul power, so you can't become a soul master."

"Next!" Jiang Ping continued to complete the martial spirit awakening ceremony for the children.

"Harpoon, no soul power."

"Fishnet, no soul power."

"Lanyincao has no soul power."

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Soon, half an hour passed, and the awakening of the martial spirits of the thirteen children also ended one after another. Most of the children had useless martial spirits of the ocean type and no soul power. Of course, there were also some of them who had the standard useless martial spirit of the continent, Blue Silver Grass.

Seeing this, Jiang Ping no longer had any hope for this village. He looked at Ji Wuming, who was a head taller than ordinary children.

"Well, there's only one left and it's over. If nothing unexpected happens, he'll be an ordinary person who can't become a soul master. I just hope that a soul master will appear in the next village."

After all, as long as a soul master is awakened, even if a soul awakener like him who can't even reach the level of Soul Master cannot get the opportunity to be promoted, even if the awakened child's innate soul power is only level one, he will be rewarded with 3 gold soul coins for joining the Spirit Hall. This is equivalent to the income of an ordinary family for one or two years, and the reward is provided directly by the Spirit Hall.

"Child, come here!" Jiang Ping waved to Ji Wuming and said.

Upon hearing this, Ji Wuming immediately stepped forward and entered the magic circle. Suddenly, the golden light in the magic circle burst out, and a warm breath wandered in his body, which was very comfortable.

Soon, Ji Wuming felt a mysterious and extremely powerful force trying to break out of his body, which was difficult to suppress.
"Is this the sign of the awakening of the martial soul? It's a pity that there is only one martial soul."

As soon as Ji Wuming finished muttering to himself, a spear made entirely of an unknown metal appeared in the palm of his right hand.

"I thought it was some powerful martial spirit, but it's just—"

Ji Wuming looked down at the martial soul in his hand, feeling extremely disappointed. The martial soul that I awakened turned out to be a rusty and broken spear. The spear handle was riddled with holes, and the tip of the spear was not only chipped in many places, but was also almost entirely covered in rust. This was simply God's disrespect to me!
No, there is rust on the tip of the spear. It is a sharp weapon for hurting people, especially the classic tetanus blade.

"Ahem!" Jiang Ping looked at the broken spear in Ji Wuming's hand and was very curious. This was one of the few mutant martial spirits that appeared in his five years of practice.
Although this broken spear looks very fragile and may break at the slightest touch, people with mutated martial spirits are very likely to become spirit masters.
"Child, come and test your soul power!"

Ji Wuming was not discouraged when he heard this. Although his martial soul was a broken spear, the rust on it had a special function. Even if he had no soul power and could not become a soul master, he could still kill most soul beasts under 50 years old.

He immediately absorbed his martial soul into his body and placed his right hand on the crystal ball. The blue light began to brighten until it occupied 1/3 of the volume of the crystal ball and then slowly stopped.

"He really does have innate soul power, and it's level three soul power."

Jiang Ping was extremely happy at this moment. Although his soul power level was not high, he had at least awakened a child with soul power.

"What? Only level three!"

Although Ji Wuming made the worst-case scenario plan, he still felt a little overwhelmed when he saw that he had only awakened the third level of soul power.

(End of this chapter)