Chapter 4: Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, Innate Full Spirit Power
The next day marked Yu Tianlin's sixth birthday—and with it, his long-awaited Martial Spirit Awakening Ceremony.
As the grandson of the Sect Master, his awakening naturally drew immense attention. All the clan's elders had gathered to witness this momentous occasion.
To qualify as an elder of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Clan, one had to at least reach the rank of eight-ring Spirit Douluo. For a mere six-year-old's awakening to summon such a lineup was extraordinary in itself.
At the head of the hall sat Yu Tianlin's grandfather, Yu Yuanzhen. His stern face, normally carved in stone, now carried a rare and visible smile.
To his left sat an elderly man with a cold, detached expression—Yu Luomian, Yu Yuanzhen's younger brother, Liu Erlong's father, and grandfather to Yu Tianxin and Yu Tianqing.
Below them sat five more elders, forming the upper echelon of the clan's combat strength: one Title Douluo and six Spirit Douluos.
Led by his father, Yu Mingfeng, Yu Tianlin entered the great hall.
What a lineup… he thought inwardly, glancing at the powerful figures before him. I bet Second Uncle looked just like me when he awakened his martial spirit back then. Unfortunately, he ended up with that defective spirit that could only… well, fart. Half a level of innate spirit power, and he was cast out despite being the Sect Master's son.
He sighed inwardly. If my martial spirit turns out the same way, I might end up just like him.
Yu Yuanzhen's calm yet commanding voice broke the silence.
"Tianlin is here. Let's begin. Mingfeng, you'll handle the awakening."
Yu Mingfeng nodded and stepped forward.
Lightning crackled faintly around his body, condensing into a blue thunderbolt-shaped mark at his brow. Seven spirit rings—yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black—appeared in perfect sequence.
From his storage spirit tool, he withdrew six blue-violet stones and set them afloat in a hexagonal formation around Yu Tianlin.
"Tianlin, relax and stay calm," he reminded gently.
With that, Yu Mingfeng infused spirit power into the stones. Instantly, a shimmering blue-violet light screen surrounded the boy, bathing him in radiant energy.
The energy flowing from the stones seeped into Yu Tianlin's body, and a soothing warmth spread through him.
This must be my innate spirit power… there's a lot of it, he thought, his mind calm and analytical. It seems my innate power isn't low at all.
As that energy surged within him, a faint blue lightning mark appeared between his eyebrows.
Yu Yuanzhen's lips curved into a proud smile the moment he saw it. His worries, long buried, eased at once. Ever since Yu Xiaogang's failed awakening, he had feared another tragedy in the family. But with both Tianheng and now Tianlin awakening the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, the bloodline's pride remained intact.
Feeling the power within him settle, Yu Tianlin slowly opened his eyes just as his father turned to report,
"Reporting to the Sect Master and elders—my son's martial spirit is the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon."
Yu Luomian's tone was steady. "Very well. Let's test his innate spirit power."
For members of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Clan, awakening the clan's signature martial spirit was expected. Only Yu Xiaogang's misfortune had made this ceremony unusually tense.
Yu Mingfeng retrieved a blue crystal ball and handed it to his son.
As soon as Yu Tianlin held it, he felt an invisible pull, as though it were drawing in his spirit power. Having studied this process long beforehand, he didn't resist, allowing his power to flow freely.
The moment his spirit power entered, the crystal ball flared to life. Light filled its entire surface, spreading instantly until it shone as bright as a sapphire sun.
Yu Mingfeng's eyes gleamed with joy. "Innate full spirit power!"
Yu Yuanzhen's laughter filled the hall, his face alight with pride. He slammed his hand on the armrest and exclaimed,
"Haha! As expected of my grandson—innate full spirit power!"
Ordinarily, those who awakened the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon martial spirit had innate power around level seven or eight. Level nine was exceptional; level ten, full innate power, was legendary.
The last to possess it was Yu Yuanzhen's own grandfather—the sixteenth Sect Master of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Clan.
Since then, the best the clan had seen were Yu Yuanzhen and Yu Tianheng, both at level nine and a half.
"It truly is full innate spirit power…" Yu Luomian murmured, his earlier calm replaced by complicated emotion. He knew then that his grandson, Yu Tianqing, could never match Tianlin.
Yet there was no envy in his heart—only relief.
A genius like this, once in a century, will surely lead our sect back to glory.
"Congratulations, Big Brother! Congratulations, Sect Master!" the elders chorused, smiling broadly.
Yu Yuanzhen stroked his beard, laughing heartily.
"Thank you all! Tonight, the entire sect will celebrate!"
Indeed, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Clan would hold a grand celebration that lasted through the night—an event befitting the awakening of such a prodigious heir.
Yet Yu Tianlin himself felt quietly speechless.
So this is how it feels. My second uncle was scorned for his failure, and now they're worshipping me for success. That's reality for you.
He couldn't deny a sense of satisfaction—innate full spirit power surpassed even Yu Tianheng's level nine and a half. But when he thought of Tang San with his twin spirits, Xiao Wu, a hundred-thousand-year spirit beast reborn, and Oscar, the unparalleled genius of the food system, his excitement dimmed slightly.
Innate full spirit power, huh? For a transmigrator without a system, I'm just another ordinary person…