After fifteen minutes,
the atmosphere in the hall shifted.
The large front doors opened, and the Pope entered—regal and commanding—flanked by Hu Liena and an elder of the Hall
.Her beauty was breathtaking, beyond what Su Chen had ever imagined
. Even the most stunning Bollywood actresses paled in comparison. To mention them in the same breath as the majestic Bibi Dong would have been nothing short of an insult.
The Pope stood tall and proud, her aura exuding both grace and undeniable power.Beside her stood a young girl, no more than seven or eight years old, possessing a beauty that hinted she might one day rival her teacher.
Behind them followed several elders of the Spirit Hall. Their presence alone spoke volumes—they carried the air of formidable power, their composure revealing their ranks as Douluo, perhaps even Title Douluo...
.....Author's Point of View
After everyone had taken their seats,
one of the elders stepped forward to the center of the hall—the place where the martial soul awakening would occur
. At his signal, the children were instructed to form a line.
Su Chen ended up at the very back, quietly observing.
The awakening began.Child after child stepped forward, and one by one, their martial souls revealed themselves.
Many awakened with a soul power of 5 or 6. Some manifested swords, others spears, and several had wolf-type martial souls.
Excitement buzzed in the hall when a child awakened a Snow Wolf martial soul paired with a rare soul power of 8. Another followed with an equally powerful sword martial soul, also possessing soul power of 8
.At that moment, a stir ran through the elders—many of them were visibly eager, each trying to claim the talented children as their disciples. Such children had the potential to become Title Douluo in the future.
Pope Bibi Dong, however, remained calm, watching everything with serene detachment
, while Hu Liena stood at her side, enjoying the unfolding spectacle with a smile
.---Su Chen's Point of ViewI
He really don't get how that dog guy managed to make someone like her fall in love with him so deeply.
It's just like back on Earth—
where the decent guys are always left behind while the arrogant, aimless ones somehow end up with the most amazing girls.
It's the same damn story in this world too. Just like in Douluo Continent, that so-called "trash" managed to charm not one, but two beautiful women.
How?I don't know who writes the rules of fate—but one thing I do know: I won't let it control me. I'll break fate itself if I have to.
No matter what, I'll carve out my own path. My own destiny.....
Su Chen's Point of ViewI
I muttered under my breath, "Finally... my turn," as I stepped forward toward the elder in the center of the awakening circle.The elder gave me a gentle smile. "Don't be afraid, child."
Afraid? Heh... I'd already faced death once. That memory was still etched in my soul—sharp, raw, unforgettable. Compared to that, this moment felt strangely calm
.Then it happened.A voice echoed in my mind—a voice I had been waiting to hear for an entire month.
> Ding!Congratulations. You have awakened the Destiny Destroyer System
.For a brief second, I froze. Then I chuckled inwardly
. So it's true... All transmigrators from Earth get a system. Earth Mother's final gift, huh?
How could I be the exception?
Heart pounding, I asked excitedly, "System, what are your functions? Is there a newbie gift pack?"
> System: Yes
.I grinned"Then what are you waiting for? Open it!"
> System: You have not given permission to proceed
.I blinked, then nodded quickly. "Fine, fine. I give permission. Open it!
"> Congratulations. You have received:– One Three-Martial-Soul Slot (Soul Type: 1)
– Weapon Martial Soul: Trident x1
– Food-Type Martial Soul: Energy Drink Can x1–
God-Given Soul Rings x2.
A rush of joy surged through me."Good... good! With three martial souls, I'm just like that certain someone..."
I smirked. "System, apply the Trident and Drink Can martial souls. Leave the last slot empty—for now."
I could feel the awakening within—power stirring like a storm waiting to break loose.
This was just the beginning.Fate? Destiny?
I laughed in my mind.
No... I'll be the one to destroy them both.
.
Su Chen's Point of View
I opened my eyes slowly. As I raised my right hand, a strange object materialized—a can. A modern-day drink can... in this world of ancient martial souls.
Whispers stirred across the hall. None of the elders seemed to recognize it. Their eyes locked on the can, flipping through their mental archives—but of course, it didn't exist in their illustrated scrolls or martial soul records.
Some children started laughing, pointing at it. But their parents quickly silenced them, covering their mouths in a panic. This was Spirit Hall—disrespect or interruption here could lead to severe punishment. Everyone knew that.
My eyes wandered up. Even Bibi Dong and Hu Liena were staring... not at me—but directly at the can in my hand. Their expressions unreadable.
Before anyone could react further, I lifted my left hand.
And everything changed.
A surge of power erupted.
From my palm, the trident emerged—majestic, heavy, destructive. The air cracked. A wave of raw, violent energy shot outward like a shockwave. The nearest children instinctively stepped back, some trembling in fear.
The elder beside me instantly intervened, suppressing the wave of destruction with his immense spirit power. Had he been even a second late, that blast might have seriously injured the others.
I blinked, stunned.
So that's the power of the trident... I need to control it better next time. It was my first time summoning it, and already it nearly caused a disaster.
---
Third-Person Point of View
What Su Chen didn't notice, in his focused state, was the silence that fell across the hall. Everyone—elders, parents, even the usually composed nobles—had gone pale when the destructive force was released.
But they weren't weak. These were seasoned cultivators—old monsters who had seen countless wonders. Within moments, their shock turned to calculation.
Two martial souls.
A boy who had just awakened had revealed dual martial souls—a nearly unheard-of phenomenon, seen only in the most legendary figures.
Even Bibi Dong's eyes widened, her calm cracked. Hu Liena's eyes sparkled—not with fear, but something else entirely. It was like she'd stumbled upon a mountain of diamonds in the middle of nowhere. Awe. Greed. Curiosity. All mixed together.
In this entire hall, only two people were known to possess dual martial souls: the Pope herself... and now, Su Chen.
Su Chen, of course, knew there was another: Tang San, who would one day awaken three martial souls. But this world didn't know that yet.
Then, before Bibi Dong could even speak to him, the atmosphere shifted again.
A holy aura surged above them. Wind stirred as an old man descended from the sky, floating with the grace and power of a divine being
looked up.
Here he comes... I thought, exhaling. I knew it. That destruction drew him out.
The old man landed slowly, hovering just above the stage, radiating both peace and absolute authority. And now, he stood before me—his gaze piercing straight into my soul.
...
At the same moment, both Pope Bibi Dong and the old man descended in front of Su Chen. Their eyes locked onto him with equal intensity, and to everyone's astonishment, they asked the exact same question:
"Do you want to become my disciple?"
A stunned silence swept through the hall.
No one could believe what they had just witnessed. Two legendary figures—each a towering presence in the Douluo Continent—competing for the same disciple. It was something unheard of, something that would become a tale told for generations.
Every eye in the room turned to Su Chen, who now stood at the center of attention, caught between titans.
The Pope's gaze was calm but piercing. The old man's eyes were filled with wisdom and pressure, radiating centuries of experience. Both were waiting for his answer.
Inside, Su Chen was sweating—not from fear, but from pressure of a very different kind.
If you two keep looking at me like this, he thought, it's going to be seriously troublesome. Why are both of you trying so hard?
He stole a glance at Bibi Dong. Of course, I already made up my mind... I want to become the Pope's disciple. Not because I'm a traitorous schemer or anything. Cough... cough. No, not at all. It's purely strategic... discipline... yes, to become a disciplined disciple.
His inner voice smirked. Besides, who wouldn't choose beauty over an old man when they have the same level of power?
What Su Chen needed now was support—someone powerful enough to help him hunt soul rings, grow stronger, and protect his secrets. And if that came wrapped in divine elegance like Bibi Dong, then all the better.
The room was so quiet it could rival the tension of the last ball in a cricket match—needing a six to win, and the whole stadium holding its breath.
Finally Su Chen stepped forward.