Douluo Continent: This Tang San is different

Chapter 1 Before Martial Soul Awakening

Douluo Continent.

This is a magical world where there is no battle qi or magic, but rather magical martial spirits. Everyone possesses a magical power that helps them live more conveniently.

Humans living in this world have the opportunity to awaken their martial spirit once they reach the age of six.

Martial spirits can be objects, plants, or animals.

Among them, a small number of people can possess soul power after awakening their martial soul.

These martial souls, who are born with soul power, can cultivate and grant humans great strength.

This group of people is called:

Soul Master!

Soul Masters are the noblest profession on the continent, possessing power unimaginable to ordinary people. Ordinary people fear and revere Soul Masters, while also yearning to become Soul Masters themselves.

However, whether one can become a Soul Master depends on whether one possesses innate Soul Power after awakening their Martial Soul.

With innate soul power, one can cultivate and have the opportunity to reach the pinnacle and become a true soul master.

However, without innate soul power, all efforts are in vain.

"I should have innate soul power even if I don't cultivate the Mysterious Heaven Technique, right?"

A small figure walked along the street of Holy Soul Village, heading towards the village chief's house. Listening to the villagers chatting among themselves as they returned from the fields, a thoughtful expression appeared on his face.

"I'm Tang San, Grandpa Jack! Are you home? I'm here again!"

Boom boom boom!

The person just now was named Tang San.

The village chief of Holy Soul Village was a well-known, kind-hearted man from the surrounding villages.

Old Jack!

"Crunch!"

The red paint on the door, peeling off from the sun's heat, slowly opened, revealing Old Jack's hunched back and kind face to Tang San: "Little San, you're here. Grandpa has prepared breakfast."

Before Tang San could say anything more, Old Jack pulled him into the house.

On the clean and tidy table, there was a bowl of rice porridge, a basket of steamed buns, a dish of pickled vegetables, and a bowl of eggs.

For villagers in the countryside, even the village chief doesn't eat very well.

However, old Jack had clearly prepared enough for multiple people.

It's obvious that Tang San often comes here to freeload meals.

"Thank you for your help again, Grandpa Jack." Tang San, in a very familiar manner, accepted the rice porridge and steamed bun that old Jack handed him, drinking the rice porridge in large gulps and taking big bites of the steamed bun.

"That bastard Tang Hao is really despicable. He doesn't act like a father at all." Seeing Tang San wolfing down his food, Old Jack couldn't help but complain about Tang Hao again.

"I haven't seen him act like a human being since I came to Holy Soul Village."

"When he first came, he did take care of you and asked the villagers to lend him breast milk, but he often made you choke when he breastfed you... After you grew up a bit and learned to cook, he completely gave up taking care of you and made you do everything."

"And what about him? All he does is drink and sleep. What a pathetic grown man. Even if he suffered before coming to Holy Soul Village, there's no need for him to be so despondent."

"He has absolutely no idea how to take care of children. The family is already so poor, yet he doesn't know how to earn more money and leave some inheritance for you, his son."

"Blacksmithing is a skill that can provide a living, but unfortunately he is too lazy, has a bad temper, and all he does is drink... No one in the village dares to go to him, so they come to me instead, asking me to take the broken farm tools to him."

"Really, Xiao San, you can't be like your father. That's all he'll ever be. You're different. You're very smart, and Master Su Yuntao likes you a lot."

Old Jack is quite old and very talkative, which is perhaps a common trait among the elderly.

However, Tang San didn't think that Old Jack had said anything wrong; Tang Hao was indeed a bit of a problem.

The pride of the Haotian Sect?

That wasn't reflected in him at all.

All that remained was a pitiful, pathetic sense of self-respect.

I'm not convinced! I'll recover from my injury, train hard, and try to get back at them!

If you were to ask about hidden injuries that are difficult to heal... Tang San scoffed at the idea. With such severe injuries and his drinking problem, it would be strange if he could recover.

However, Tang San didn't say any of these things. After all, he was just a child and shouldn't know so much. So, he simply helped the elderly Jack into the house, massaged his back, and then helped with the chores.

In reality, the Tang San of today is not the original Tang San who transmigrated from the martial arts world, but a modern transmigrator who, after nine years of compulsory education, was named Tang Chuan in his previous life.

After time travel, the character "川" (river) changed from vertical to horizontal.

Unfortunately, regarding Tang San's memories from the other martial arts world, he only inherited five cultivation techniques from the Xuan Tian Treasure Record: Xuan Tian Gong, Zi Ji Mo Tong, Xuan Yu Shou, Gui Ying Mi Zong, and Kong He Qin Long.

The techniques for making and forging those hidden weapons, the identification of medicinal herbs, and most importantly, the knowledge of immortal herbs were all left behind.

Perhaps it was because of his time travel that the soul of the martial arts hero Tang San was completely shattered, his memories scattered, leaving only the Xuan Tian Bao Lu, a secret manual that Tang San could never forget.

If that's really the case, Tang San should thank his predecessor for his persistence, otherwise he wouldn't even have a cheat code, how could he survive in this Douluo Continent?

In fact, life in Douluo Continent is really tough.

The primary issue to address is one's own development.

Coming from modern society, he understood that if he wanted to eat his fill, he couldn't rely on Tang Hao's cheap old father, so he could only rely on his somewhat cute appearance to find others to help him.

For example: Old Jack, the greatest village chief of Holy Soul Village.

It has to be said that Old Jack's kind-hearted persona is not an act, but a genuine kindness that is well-known far and wide. It was thanks to Old Jack that young Tang San was able to grow up to be smaller than he was in the original story.

Although I'm not quite in a state of sub-health yet...

However, Tang San was not one to freeload.

Only through equivalent exchange can things last.

Therefore, every time Tang San received food from Old Jack, he would massage Old Jack's back or help gather firewood. He always had to do some work, otherwise he felt he was betraying his conscience.

However, for a year, Tang San lived here so that he could better help Old Jack with his work, until Tang Hao, with a dark expression, dragged him back.

At the time, Tang Hao even suspected that the childless old Jack was planning to abduct his son to be his grandson.

From then on, Tang San would go home every day, but he made a three-point agreement with Tang Hao: he had to go help Old Jack, and Tang Hao agreed.

After this period of experience, Old Jack seems more like Tang San's elder than the Haotian Douluo who sleeps all day and drinks heavily.

"Ahem!"

Old Jack was still talking nonstop when he caught his breath and started coughing violently.

"Grandpa Jack, are you alright? Don't worry, I will never be like him again." Tang San had finished eating and quickly gave old Jack a couple of pats on the back.

"Damn, cough cough, it's gotten too heavy!" Old Jack caught his breath, but felt a bit of pain in his back.

Tang San felt a little embarrassed, so he immediately went back into the house, poured Old Jack a bowl of water, and brought it to him.

Old Jack smacked his lips after drinking the water and said, "Much better."

"Then I'll go gather firewood." Tang San took the empty bowl, washed it in the nearby pool, put it back inside, and then walked out of the house. He said to Old Jack, "Brother Tao, are you here this afternoon to awaken the martial souls of suitable children in the village?"

"You silly child, so disrespectful! Don't think that just because Master Su Yuntao was kind to you a couple of years ago, you can call everyone that. You should call him 'Master.'" Despite his words, Old Jack chuckled, then picked up two eggs and slipped them into Tang San's pocket…

(End of this chapter)