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

"Hmm...where am I?"

Fu Li opened her eyes in a daze, feeling that her mind was a complete mess and that she had a terrible headache.

It took him a full ten minutes to come to his senses.

"Oh right, I remember I had some problems with my cultivation before, and Ah Ji said that people could use divine artifacts to help me."

Fu Li rubbed his temples, trying to recall: "So what exactly was that divine artifact again?"

"You're awake? If you're awake, get up quickly. The Herrscher of Primordial Consciousness is very hungry right now."

"what!"

Fu Li was startled and instinctively kicked the blanket away.

"No, Ah Ji, what's with all this free time you're out playing by yourself? What's with hanging upside down from the ceiling? It scared me to death!"

"Huh? Really?" Ah Ji loosened its grip and landed steadily beside Fu Li. "But don't you think it's mysterious? It makes this immortal seem like he has unparalleled martial arts skills and extraordinary strength."

"How could this have such an effect?" Fu Li's eyes widened. "If you do this, what kind of psychological problems will you cause me? I'll see who feeds you from now on."

"Okay, okay, I understand. I won't do it like that again." Although Ah Ji really wanted to argue, it considered that the person in front of it was a patient, and as an immortal, it was not one to bully the weak, so it didn't bother to argue.

Yes, that's right, that's it!

Fu Li looked at Aji, who was inexplicably closing his eyes and puffing out his chest, and was completely baffled.

The man and the chicken were locked in a stalemate.

After a long silence, Fu Li finally broke the silence.

Curious, he picked up Ah Ji and frantically searched its waist, but no matter how he touched it, he couldn't feel anything wrong.

"Stop, stop, stop! Where are you touching?" Ah Ji protested, flapping its wings wildly and breaking free from Fu Li's clutches.

"Well, I never realized you were such a beast, not even sparing a weak black kite QAQ"

"hiss--"

Fu Li gasped, feeling a slight ache in her teeth.

"Ah Ji, what's wrong with you this time?"

"Hmph, this immortal took pity on you and tried to cheer you up, but you don't appreciate my kindness and are ignoring me now!"

Ah Ji snorted coldly, turned around and left, as if Fu Li had truly broken its heart.

"Hey, don't go! Ah Ji, I was wrong."

"I was wrong!"

Fu Li panicked and jumped off the bed, chasing after Aji outside.

He ran all the way into the yard and searched around before finally finding Ah Ji sitting on the swing.

Fu Li's eyes lit up, and she quickly ran over and sat down next to Aji.

"Ah Ji, I was wrong, okay...?"

"Hmph ╯^╰"

Seeing that Ah Ji was completely ignoring her, Fu Li hardened her heart and gritted her teeth: "Ten herbs! If you forgive me, I'll give you all ten of those spirit herbs!"

Ah Ji glanced furtively at Fu Li, then quickly turned back: "Hmph, this was clearly mine to begin with..."

"However, this will be the only time. I will reluctantly forgive you."

"Ah Ji, you're so kind!"

Fu Li hugged Aji tightly.

"Ptooey, ptooey, ptooey! If you push any harder, you'll suffocate! Let go!"

"Okay, I'll let go now." Upon hearing this, Fu Li quickly loosened his grip a little, but still kept Ah Ji in his arms. However, now that he had some free time, his curiosity took over again. "Ah Ji, what exactly is this artifact you're talking about? I don't know anything about it!"

"God, divine weapon?"

Ah Ji originally wanted to maintain his aloof persona, but he couldn't keep up his composure when he heard "divine artifact".

"A magical artifact... um... that..."

"Oh well, it's not the time for you to know yet. You just need to know that I have this magical artifact that can help you cultivate!" Ah Ji suddenly said impatiently.

"Okay..." Fu Li stopped asking questions; he didn't want to provoke Ah Ji any further.

"Alright, alright, don't worry about that for now. Now try again and see if you can enter the still water state."

"So sudden?"

"Hey, you should try it!"

"Oh well."

Fu Li sat cross-legged on the ground with some doubt, his mind highly focused, his five senses merging together, and he once again contemplated that still lake of the heart.

Ah Ji watched with concern, while also keeping an eye on Fu Li's condition, which was now quite normal.

"Looks like my treatment yesterday worked." Ah Ji nodded. "Heh, as expected of me."

Just then, it suddenly raised its head and looked outside the fence: "Damn, why are there always people coming to peek at me every day?"

With that, it jumped off the swing and ran wildly toward the fence.

"Hey! I'm talking to you guys! What are you looking at here?"

"Um, sorry, we didn't mean to peek..."

"Huh?" Ah Ji stood on the fence, tilting her head in surprise. "I remember you. Aren't you Tang Wulin's sister? What's your name again?..."

"My name is Na'er."

"Yes, Na'er!" Ah Ji stroked his chin, looking at the person next to him. "And who are you? I don't recognize you."

Standing next to Na'er was a young man. He glanced at Aji, then at Na'er, and asked in a low voice, "My lord, should I...?"

As he spoke, he gestured across his neck.

"No!" Na'er blurted out, but she quickly calmed down. "Let's go... and don't call me that..."

"Yes, miss, please come with me."

The young man respectfully responded, then glanced around the courtyard, especially at Fu Li, who was meditating cross-legged. He stared at her for a full three seconds before leading Na'er away.

"What a weirdo."

Ah Ji muttered to himself.

It could sense the power within the young man's body. If he really wanted to make a move, even it, the Black Kite Immortal, would have to expend some effort to subdue him.

However, what it cares about more is the way the two address each other.

"My lord? Miss?"

Ah Ji thought for a long time, but still couldn't figure out the specifics of their situation.

"That's strange. Isn't that girl just an ordinary person? How come she has such a subordinate?"

"Oh well, whatever, sir... sir..." Ah Ji muttered, his eyes suddenly lighting up. "What a nice title!"

It rubbed its chin: "If I have the chance, I'll also find a few subordinates and make them call me 'Master'."

"But how do I find it? This is so difficult..."

……

"Miss, that one just now didn't seem to be a soul beast, but..."

The young man fell silent, seemingly unsure of what language to use to describe Ah Ji.

"Its name is Ah Ji, and it's a martial spirit. We don't need to worry about it."

"I understand, Miss."