"GGAAAAAHHHH !!!!"
Inside a small wooden house in a village in the east of Nuoding city. A small boy with short black hair and green eyes woke up and got out of bed with a scream and a scared face.
"Aaaahhh ... aaaahhh ... Where am I? Don't tell me I finally arrived in life after death?" The scared boy looked around with caution and nervousness while he breathed heavily.
"Oh! ... my back! ..." The boy felt a lot of pain from his back. As he watched his own body a little more closely he realized that his body was bandaged in some places. He felt a lot of pain by his body but it didn't seem like he had broken bones.
But the boy did not give much importance to it now because he was focused on another detail.
"Do I have my arms and legs? ... But weren't my members tore off by that bitch?" The boy looked at his arms and legs with an incredulous look without believing what he saw.
"Ah! ..." At that moment the boy felt a severe headache and put his right hand on his head, he felt a flood of information enter his mind, no, in fact what he felt was actually them Several memories belong to the body in which he was now.
"Ju Ran? So this boy had the same name as mine in my previous life? Poor, he and his family were eventually killed by bandits in the middle of the road."
The boy was not a normal person in this world. In fact, including this life, he has lived three lives so far.
At first he was an ordinary otaku from the more land he died through the wheels of the truck-chan.
When he noticed, he found himself on the Dullea continent during the unparalleled Tang sect era, which had Huo Yuhao as protagonist. At first he was a little excited about the idea of being a spiritual master and also with the possibility to enter the Shrek Academy. But unfortunately fate liked to preach a cruel piece against him. For he could not awaken his martial spirit and therefore he could not become a spiritual master. At first he was a little unhappy with the situation but over the years he began to conform to his common village situation. He was even able to live a quiet life there, but unfortunately everything that is good lasts shortly.
When he was 15 years old, three evil spiritual masters appeared there and attacked the village, the vast majority of villages who died that day were the luckiest, the others who did not die were captured and kept in captivity to be used as nutrients for the cultivation of evil spiritual masters.
Among the captives, Ju Ran was unlucky to attract the attention of a sadistic bitch who liked to torture boys. She was the one who ripped her arms and legs just because she thought it was fun to see him like this. He spent three years in prison, he spent three years in hell under the constant torture of evil spiritual masters. And in the end he died when the Shrek Academy broke into the place to kill the evil spiritual masters.
When Ju Ran was calming down and organizing his thoughts he heard a few steps on the wooden floor.
"Oh, so you finally woke up, boy. I was already starting to worry."
Who entered was an old man who seemed to be about 60, he had short gray hair and a beard. Her body was muscular, not a huge bodily body was actually a lean body but very well built through countless years of work.
"O ... Hello, was it the Lord who saved me?" Ju Ran asked with a calm and inexpressive face.
"No, the one who found you on the road near the village was my nephew who was coming back from Nuoding with some supplies. They made first aid and left you at my house. Well, whoever left a child on the edge of starting death On the road would surely have no heart. " The old man spoke with an expression of relief to see that Ju Ran was awake and proud to see that his family was not a slag that would abandon a child at a difficult time.
"Thank you very much, I ... I promise I will work to return this action, senior." Ju Ran lowered her head and thanked the old man.
"Haha you don't have to worry so much about that. You must be hungry, right? I'll bring you something to eat, wait just a little." The old man spoke while he left the room.
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And so it has been 6 months since Ju Ran lived in the small village of spiritual rice. The village has this name because the founder was a spiritual master of the food type and his martial spirit was rice.
Ju Ran lived at old Wang's house and when his injuries healed he helped a little on his farm. As Ju Ran had no living relative he ended up living in the old Wang's house.
"Ju ran, aren't you looking forward to the arrival of the spiritual hall? Maybe if you are lucky you can even become a spiritual master." Old Wang spoke with an excited smile while he carried his hoe on his shoulder.
"I think it's better not to create expectations, after all both my parents were not spiritual masters." Ju Ran spoke with a calm and disinterested expression on the subject.
* Sigh* "Boy, you are only 6 years old so you would better be a little more dreamer, you know. And also try to smile more, you can not get that face bland all the time, because of that you can have difficulty in Finding a beautiful wife despite having a beautiful face that the ladies loves. " The old man sighed because of Ju Ran's attitude.
Soon the two arrived in the center of the village and there were four children there with their parents. Besides them there was one more person.
"Are you an elder of this village?" A young boy dressed in a white cloak asked, he had black hair and black eyes.
"Yes. The Lord must be the honorable deacon of the spiritual hall that has aroused the martial spirit of children, right? It's pleasure to know him and thank you for coming in this little village." Old Wang spoke in an extremely respectful tone for the boy.
"You don't have to be so polite with me. I'm just doing my job." The boy spoke with a friendly and relaxed face.
'So he is a spiritual hall deacon? Did he come here in this village in the middle of nowhere to arouse the martial spirits of the children without charging anything? '
Despite Ju Ran's emotionless face, he was very surprised by what he was experiencing. After all in the age of Douluo Dalu 2, civilians had no easy means of awakening their martial spirits. It's not like they were forbidden to do this, but they had no means of doing it. After all in that age there was no spiritual hall to arouse free martial spirits to the population.
If civilians wanted to awaken the martial spirits of their children then they would need to pay a lot of money to convince a spiritual master to do this. And these spiritual masters blatantly gave very high price for that, and the nobles of the two empire prefer things the way they were. It was easier for them to control a weak population.
'Civilians are unable to arouse their martial spirits and evil spiritual masters can roam around and destroy villages as they want. Even if the Shrek Academy strives and fell on some evil spiritual masters that was a useless action that would not bring major changes as they only move their troops much after the occurrence. '
"But the spiritual hall was different, they are at least able to move their soldiers immediately when they know the news about evil spiritual masters. And they also help the civilians a lot. '
'I have no idea if I will have spiritual power to become a spiritual master, but if I can become a spiritual master ... So I will definitely not let you out triumphant, Tang San. I will screw with your life to make sure that future of shit does not happen. '
Ju Ran thought of a mixture of feelings and emotions such as determination, resentment, fear and expectation when thinking about their future possibilities.
In his first life he has watched Douluo Dalu's anime and saw a little of the story of Douluo Dalu 2 through the Manhua. He doesn't remember everything but he remembers some important information like the Dugu Bo garden and among other things. Without these special herbs and some other opportunities Tang San would not be a big threat to the spiritual hall.
Ju Ran knows perfectly perfectly that the spiritual hall is not currently composed of good people. In fact there are several pieces of shit in high positions in the spiritual hall.
But couldn't the same be said about both empires?
In fact Ju Ran considers the two even worse empires than the spiritual hall. The two empires condemned the spiritual hall as evil because they aimed to conquer and unification of the Duloo continent.
Was the spiritual hall very ambitious? For sure.
But what about both empires? What did they do in these last thousands of years? And what did they do for the next 10,000 years? The two empires warred among them for a countless amount of time just to conquer and unify the Duloo continent.
In the end these three groups are all flour of the same bag.
In fact if it is stopped to think, Ju Ran considers the spiritual hall much better than the two empires for the simple fact that the spiritual hall help people while the empires only support the interests of the aristocratic nobles.
'Let's think about it later. The most important thing now is to see if I can or not become a spiritual master. ' Ju Ran thought.
After that the spiritual hall deacon took Ju Ran and the children into a cabin to arouse their martial spirits. It's a pity but none of the children had spiritual power and they were very discouraged to know it.
"Now give me your hand, boy." The deacon spoke while he extended his hand to Ju Ran.
The martial spirit of the deacon was a simple -looking iron sword around him there were 2 spiritual rings, one white and one was yellow.
When Ju Ran put his hand on the hand of the deacon he felt that something strange came into his hand and spread to the rest of his body. Ju Ran was wrapped in a weak golden light.
'So is that the feeling of having your martial spirit awakened?' Ju Ran contemplated his state with interest.
Soon after he felt that there was a goal in his left hand. When he looked at what he was, he saw that ...
He saw that there was a small cube in his right hand.
This cube was small and was floating in his hand, it was a black cube that was a little translucent.
While Ju Ran paid attention to his cube ... He also felt a strange feeling on his back. But the feeling was so fast and insignificant that he didn't even notice.
"A cube? What a strange, and the first time I see something like that. Boy, put your hand here to see if you have spiritual power." The spiritual hall deacon took a crystal ball and placed near Ju Ran.
"OK."
Ju Ran then put his hand on the crystal ball and the crystal ball shone a little.
"Oh, innate spiritual power of level 2. Congratulations boy. You can cultivate yourself in a spiritual master." The deacon congratulated the Ju Ran, after all, few people have spiritual power and become spiritual masters.
"Thanks." Ju Ran just spoke to his inexpressive face.
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"Where am I?"
Within Ju Ran's consciousness, deep down ...
One person woke up confused there.
She was a beautiful woman with long golden hair, a couple of purple eyes, a slender body. In addition she also had 6 white wings on her back and a white dress with goldenornos.
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She was the definition of a sacred angel because of how beautiful she is.
"Why am I here? Tang San had not killed me?"
The angelic woman tried to remember the last things that happened to her. In fact this was very difficult because his head was a mess and his memories were a little confused.
"I was fighting Tang San that had become the sea god ..."
"My mother became the god Rakshasa and she killed Tang San ..."
"But then Tang San was risen and he gained the power of God Asura ..."
"My mother and I fought Tang San and were defeated ... When Tang San was about to kill my mother using the Asura Sword ... I burned my soul and vitality to save my mother from the sword scam Asura ... and then ... and then ... "
"Damn! I can't remember, what happened after that? Tang San killed me? But if yes I'm dead? What happened to my mother? And what happened to the spiritual hall?"
The angelic woman began to worry and with various doubts about what happened after that.
*Aspira and breathe*
"I need to calm down ... the situation is quite strange but I'm not dead, I think ... First I need to know where I am."
The angelic woman then closed her eyes and used her divine meaning to understand her surroundings.
"URG."
The first thing she realized was that her own deity was extremely damaged, in fact that she was damaged was an exaggeration ... In fact she only had a tiny fragment of her divinity at her disposition.
'No! The seat of the Angel God has been destroyed! "
The angelic woman was very scared and worried to realize that her divine seat was destroyed. She did not want to accept the fact that the position of the Angel God, the God that her family has always veined for countless generations was destroyed. This news was even worse when she remembers her grandfather's sacrifice.
She can't help but feel depressed when she realized that she failed to meet her grandfather's expectations.
But soon after she realized something even more serious and unbelievable.
Her eyes were still closed but her eyebrows writhing and her beautiful face was incredulous at what she realized.
"This is not ... Possible ... there is no way to happen ..."
The angelic woman wanted to deny the reality she was in all her strength. But still she was powerless in the face of the cruel truth.
"I ... I really ..."
"I really became the martial spirit of someone?!
Qian Renxue, the one who ascended divinity and inherited the position of the Angel God and was about to unify the continent Duloo ...
Never in her crazy dreams she would have imagined that one day she would turn into someone's martial spirit.
While this goddess was still shouting hysterically rejecting the truth she saw ahead ...
She didn't even realize that a consciousness that dwelt in the black cube was watching her.
"What's going on? And where am I? What happened to the Honkai energy that was everywhere and what is this unknown energy inside me?"
Consciousness inside the black cube had many questions going on in her mind, but she realized that right now she would not be able to interact with anyone at the moment.
So she decided to observe silently for now.