Peerless Tang Sect: God Emperor Haotian

The southwestern part of the Heavenly Soul Empire, a place surrounded by mountains.

During the Great Heat season, the scorching sun beats down relentlessly, and the intense heat is like an invisible furnace, baking everything in the world. Only in the dense forests at the foot of the mountain can one feel a touch of coolness that seems out of place for this season.

Under a large tree, a boy who looked only six or seven years old, with delicate features and a touch of childishness, deftly tied together the collected dry branches and logs with hemp rope.

After finishing all this, the boy did not rest. Instead, he picked several small flowers along with their stems and began weaving.

Just as the boy was about to finish weaving, a girl's clear singing voice suddenly came from the woods not far away.

"A little girl picking mushrooms, carrying a large bamboo basket, barefoot in the early morning, walks all over the woods and hills—"

Hearing the girl's clear singing voice, the boy smiled and quickly hid the woven flower wreath behind his back.

The singing grew louder as it approached, and a girl carrying a bamboo basket skipped and hopped toward the boy.

The girl appeared to be about the same age as the boy, only six or seven years old. She wore an off-the-shoulder tank top and knee-length shorts. Her long, golden hair was tied in pigtails.

Although the girl was dressed simply, it could not hide her outstanding appearance.

With delicate features, fair skin, and a pair of golden eyes as clear and bright as crystal, she will surely grow into a stunning beauty in time.

Upon seeing the boy, the girl quickened her pace, showing off the mushrooms in her bamboo basket with a grin, and said, "Brother Ye Sen, look! I picked a lot of mushrooms this time. I'll treat you to mushroom soup tonight."

"it is good."

Ye Sen glanced at the bamboo basket, smiled, and nodded. He then stepped forward and gently placed the flower wreath he had hidden behind his back on the girl's head, saying with a smile, "Nannan, happy birthday."

Ye Sen's sudden action startled the girl for a moment, but when she came to her senses, her smile grew even wider. She subconsciously touched the flower wreath on her head and said sweetly, "Brother Ye Sen, thank you. I really like this gift."

Upon hearing this, Ye Sen smiled and said, "It's getting late, let's go back."

"it is good."

The girl responded crisply.

After Ye Sen carried the packed firewood on his back, the two held hands and walked together along the familiar road toward the village.

The village where the two lived was called Nanxi Village, named after a stream that flowed from the mountains in the south at the entrance of the village. It was less than ten miles away from the nearest city, Xuanming City. The village had more than a hundred households, and the villagers were simple and honest, living a peaceful life of working at sunrise and resting at sunset.

After returning to the village, the two said goodbye to each other before going home.

Ye Sen lost his parents at a young age; his mother died in childbirth.

As for his unfaithful father, who abandoned his pregnant girlfriend and never returned, he disappeared several months before his birth.

Therefore, he only had one relative by his side: his maternal grandmother.

Fortunately, his maternal grandmother was the only doctor in the village; otherwise, an elderly woman in her sixties might not have been able to shoulder the responsibility of raising him alone.

"Grandma, I'm home."

Ye Sen pushed open the door, put down the timber, and called out.

Not long after the voice faded, two figures walked out of the main hall of the house.

One of them was his maternal grandmother, Ye Lin. As for the other person, Ye Sen was also familiar with him; he was the village chief of Nanxi Village.

"Grandpa Village Chief, what brings you here?" Upon seeing the other party, Ye Sen asked instinctively without thinking much.

The village chief replied with a smile, "I've come to talk to your grandmother about helping you awaken your martial spirit."

"Martial Soul—!"

As he murmured this to himself, a strange glint flashed in Ye Sen's eyes, almost imperceptible to others.

He has a secret that no one, including his grandmother who raised him, knows.

He is a transmigrator who was reborn with his memories intact, coming from Earth to the Douluo World.

At first, he was very shocked by the fact that he had traveled through time, but after adjusting day by day, he gradually accepted the reality.

This is not the ancient Douluo era when the Spirit Hall dominated the continent.

It is not the future era of the Sun and Moon Federation ruling the continent.

Rather, it was an era in which empires and sects coexisted, and Shrek Academy served as a sacred ground for soul masters, a time of rise for Huo Yuhao, the god of emotions.

At first, Ye Sen was not sure about the era he lived in, until he met Jiang Nannan, a girl of the same age from the same village, and he was finally completely certain.

While Ye Sen was still in a daze, the village chief continued, "Although the probability of ordinary people like us becoming Soul Masters is very low, we still have to try. If a miracle happens, it will be enough to change our lives."

"Um."

Upon hearing this, Ye Sen immediately nodded.

Although he appears to be only six years old, he is not an ignorant six-year-old child. He is well aware of how important it is for someone born into this world to become a Soul Master.

It's no exaggeration to say that this is a major life event!

The village chief said, "Get some rest. I'll come pick you up tomorrow."

Ye Sen quickly said, "Grandpa Village Chief, Nan Nan is also celebrating her sixth birthday today."

The village chief nodded and said, "I know. I've already spoken to her mother, and I'll bring her along tomorrow."

"Thank you, Village Chief." Ye Sen immediately bowed politely to the Village Chief.

After the village chief left, Ye Sen's thoughts returned to awakening his martial spirit, and he stood there in a daze.

A martial spirit is derived from one's parents based on bloodline.

Six years have passed since his rebirth. During this time, through his subtle inquiries, he has learned that the martial spirit inherited by his mother's lineage is a leaf.

Ordinary tree leaves, with no special effects, a standard useless martial soul.

In the most recent generations of the Ye family, the strongest Soul Master they have ever produced was only a two-ring Great Soul Master.

Ye Sen didn't believe Yu Xiaogang's toxic motivational quote, "There are no useless martial souls, only useless soul masters."

Therefore, this kind of martial spirit is obviously unreliable.

His only hope lies in the continuation of his father's lineage.

His mother had said that his father was a powerful Soul Master. However, she didn't specify what his Martial Soul was; perhaps she herself didn't know, since she was just an ordinary person without even a Soul Ring.

As for why a powerful Soul Master would have a connection with his mother, an ordinary woman who wasn't even a Soul Master, Ye Sen only learned the general outline of the matter from his maternal grandmother.

His father was seriously injured and fell into a coma in the wilderness not far from the village. His mother, who was out collecting herbs, found him and brought him home to treat him. The two developed feelings for each other and began a relationship.

After his mother became pregnant, his father said he would return to the sect to report the matter to the elders of the clan, and then come to fetch her. But he never returned and was never heard from again.

This is precisely why his mother fell into depression. It can be said that his mother's difficult childbirth was inextricably linked to this incident.

Thinking of this, Ye Sen couldn't help but feel no goodwill towards this scumbag father who he had never met and who indirectly caused the death of his mother.