Douluo Continent: The Martial Soul is Black Kite, the Herrscher of Knowledge

"Excuse me, sir, pets are not allowed on this train. If you need pets, please check them in."

On the platform of the Soul Guidance Train, the train attendant stopped the boy in front of her, her eyes fixed on the big fat chicken above his head.

The boy had gray hair and black eyes, and he looked very noble. He was clearly not from an ordinary family.

However, the big fat chicken on his head ruined this otherwise perfect painting.

The chicken was so round it was almost a ball, and it had two large black feathers on its head.

It was dressed in a black robe like a human, and a pair of round-framed sunglasses perched on its small chicken beak, giving it a somewhat cunning merchant-like air.

"What? You wretched humans! I am not a chicken! Please address me as the Black Kite Immortal!"

Before the boy could react, the chicken on his head started to loudly retort.

"Ah!" The train attendant was clearly startled and quickly took two steps back, almost pressing herself against the Soul Guidance Train that was stopped at the platform. "The...the...the chicken talked?"

"Stop, stop, stop! Ah Ji!" Seeing that something was wrong, the boy quickly pulled the fat chicken on his head into his arms, covered its mouth with his hand, and said to the flight attendant with an embarrassed smile, "Sorry, sorry, it's not a pet, it's my martial spirit Ah Ji. I scared you."

"Martial... Martial Soul?" The flight attendant clearly didn't believe this explanation.

Seeing this, the boy also sighed.

What other options did he have? It just goes to show that there are still too few martial souls that can be separated from the body.

"Ah Ji, I'm sorry to trouble you to go back and wait for a while."

After saying that, without waiting for its objection, he directly retracted it into his body.

When the flight attendant saw the chubby chicken transform into a stream of light and merge into the boy's body, she believed his explanation.

"So this really is your martial soul..."

"Yeah, think about it. The world is so big, what kind of martial spirit doesn't exist? It's normal to have a martial spirit like Ah Ji, isn't it?" The boy tilted his head with a smile.

"Haha, yes." The flight attendant's heart melted at the boy's sweet smile. "By the way, are you alone? Where are your parents?"

Without blinking, the boy answered without hesitation, "They're waiting for me at the terminal station."

"Oh, okay then, get on the bus. Just be careful not to scare the other passengers with your martial spirit." The conductor didn't ask any more questions and let the boy board.

With the Soul Guidance Train's departure imminent, the boy no longer hesitated and immediately prepared to board.

However, the boy paused for a moment: "Ma'am, can you give me back my ticket now?"

"Oh, I almost forgot, little brother, here's your ticket, keep it safe." The conductor quickly returned the ticket to the boy.

As the boy boarded the Soul Guidance Train, the train attendant still felt a pang of sadness.

"What an adorable child! Oh, I wish I could have such a cute child someday!"

After her infatuation subsided, the flight attendant composed herself. Although she didn't know if they would ever meet again, she had already memorized the name printed on the ticket—Fu Li.

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"Ah Ji, Ah Ji, you've really gotten me into trouble this time."

Fu Li looked at Ah Ji, whom he had placed on the table, and sighed helplessly.

"Huh? How come you can blame everything on me? Don't you have any basic respect?"

The rooster waved its short wings in dissatisfaction, protesting softly.

"You have the nerve to say that? If you hadn't secretly swallowed Father's treasured immortal herbs and emptied his entire treasury, would we have had to sneak away like this?"

"Oh, I told you this is good for you too. After this bumper harvest, I've accumulated enough energy. You'll see later."

"Really?" Fu Li squinted at Ah Ji.

Seeing this, Ah Ji immediately straightened his back, trying to look more serious.

Although it's round and plump, it looks the same whether it stands up straight or not.

"Okay, I'll trust you one more time."

Fu Li was at a loss. What could she do with her own martial soul? She could only submit to it; she couldn't exactly return it, could she?

But how many times has he given in to this guy already?

Fu Li thought to herself.

On the night he awakened his martial spirit at the age of six, Ah Ji sneaked into the kitchen and stole all the dinner prepared by the chef. It was only when the chef discovered that someone had been stealing food that he realized he had been cooking for two whole hours but the number of dishes was still not enough.

In the same year, Aji stole his father Fu Moxin's private savings and used it to buy a bunch of antiques, the worst part being that all of them were fakes.

This caused Fu Moxin to hang Fu Li up and beat him severely, even breaking a leather belt in the process.

When he was seven years old, he wreaked havoc in the family garden, eating all the precious flowers and plants, and then planted vegetables in it.

Eight years old...

Fu Li has lost count of what Ah Ji has done. Over the years, it has been acting strangely and sometimes it would suddenly do something unexpected.

The key issue is that I don't even know what use he is.

Aside from a year ago when it swallowed a ten-thousand-year-old soul bone from the family and gave Fu Li a mantra, it had nothing else.

Although he is now over level 20, he doesn't even have a soul spirit. Every time he breaks through, Ah Ji will automatically generate a soul ring, so he doesn't get a chance to absorb a soul spirit.

However, perhaps it is precisely because of this special circumstance that Dad and the others were able to tolerate Ah Ji causing a ruckus at home.

The Soul-Guided Train slowly pulled out of the station. Fu Li watched the surrounding high-rise buildings recede into the distance until the entire Mingdu disappeared below the horizon, at which point he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Finally, we're out of this mess. I wonder when Dad will find out that his treasures have been completely destroyed."

But who cares? Fu Li has already run away. As for what to do next, we can only leave it to fate.

"Sigh, in ten days or two weeks, Dad probably won't be so angry anymore, right?"

Last time, Ah Ji only ate a few ten-thousand-year-old spiritual fruits, and Fu Li almost lost a layer of skin. Now that the entire treasure vault is empty, he doesn't even dare to think about what will happen to it.

I can only pray that my dad won't come after me.

Looking at Ah Ji, who was already half asleep on the table, Fu Li sighed, "Ah Ji, you've really caused me so much trouble."

He stroked the train ticket in his hand, which showed his destination—Donghai City.

For a moment, he didn't know where to go. After thinking for a while, he decided to go and seek refuge with his uncle, Zhu Ming.

After all, my mother is my uncle, so he probably wouldn't betray me...

Thinking of her uncle whom she hadn't seen in a long time, Fu Li felt a sense of anticipation.

Let's just treat it as visiting relatives.