I Can Steal Other People’s Martial Souls – Chapter 1

Chapter 1: Martial Soul Awakening
This is the Douluo Continent, that’s right! It’s that ridiculously awesome Douluo Continent, the destination of a million transmigrators.
“Our village is called Rice Fragrance Village. The origin of the name is because there’s this story passed down in the village!
Hundreds of years ago, our village had two people, one called Shi Ritian, the other called Shui Ling’er. Then, these two reached the age for Martial Soul Awakening.
Under the gaze of all, they awakened a hoe and a sickle respectively, so… they happily farmed together, cut rice straw, stayed together for life, and grew old together…”
“Wow, what a beautiful story!”
“Yeah! So stupid…”
He felt very annoyed inside. While listening to the Village Chief babbling nonstop over there, Ling Mo rolled his eyes.
Such a stupid story, why were they listening so intently?
Today was the time for Martial Soul Awakening in Rice Fragrance Village. All the six-year-old kids in the village had come, but they only heard the Village Chief babbling nonstop without seeing the legendary Soul Master appear.
The Village Chief said that the Soul Master was still in Holy Soul Village next door and would arrive soon.
“Flowing Douluo, ironclad Su Yuntao, sigh… They all say transmigrators have golden fingers, but I’ve been here six years and haven’t even seen a single bird…
Tang San next door can already duel brain axe one-on-one, but I can’t even kill a chicken.”
Ling Mo felt very annoyed. Both were transmigrators, but he lost at the starting line. He saw Tang San from the next village cultivating on the mountaintop every day. He secretly watched a few times but couldn’t understand anything.
Truly embarrassing for transmigrators. Don’t they all say transmigrators can learn everything without a teacher, grasp the basics with one glance? They can be ridiculously awesome without famous teachers guiding them? Why didn’t he have that?
Back to reality, today was the day for Ling Mo’s Martial Soul Awakening. Nothing else, if he awakened something like a sickle or hoe! He might as well die.
He’d died once anyway, living in this world was just filler, no fun.
Did he really think anyone could be like Tang San, reversing the heavens with a Blue Silver Grass? Just think about it, it wasn’t that simple.
“Xiao Mo, why are you so quiet today? Normally you’re the most talkative.”
The Village Chief Ultraman finished babbling, the kids nearby listened seriously to his made-up stories, only Ling Mo stood there dazed.
“Yeah! Brother Mo, tell us the story of Guo Jing battling Qiao Feng, and that Wei Xiaobao and the seven dwarfs story…”
“Yeah yeah! I love the story of Yang Guo and Pinocchio battling Little Dragon Girl the most…”
“Tell what? Where do so many stories come from, go wherever it’s cool…”
Ling Mo impatiently refused. Those stories were all made up by him, none were proper stories.
He was already upset and too lazy to deal with these little brats.
As a great transmigrator, Ling Mo had rich life experience. How could he play with these little brats?
“Anyway! That day, at the summit of Mount Hua, Qiao Feng carried a speaker up to the absolute peak alone, fighting the Five Elites single-handedly, overpowering the heroes, shocking heaven and earth, weeping ghosts and gods…”
Anyway, time was still early, so he played along with them. As Ling Mo started telling that messy Jianghu story, all the kids cast admiring gazes.
Just as Ling Mo was telling it enthusiastically, a figure came dashing from afar, swiftly stepping on a peach tree in front of the wooden house, then landing on the high platform.
“Whoa, Brother Tao is here! Looks pretty handsome at first glance, as expected of the man with the highest appearance rate in Douluo…”
Amidst the thousand calls and ten thousand summons, our great Battle Soul Master Su Yuntao finally appeared, arriving on the high platform with a very flamboyant pose.
“Great Soul Master, you’ve finally come…”
Su Yuntao’s appearance shocked everyone. His speed was too fast, so many people didn’t react.
Was this the power of a Soul Master? Indeed pretty impressive…
“Alright! Let’s start, I still need to rush to the next village…”
Su Yuntao said impatiently. It seemed there was no harvest in the previous village, so he was very annoyed.
Although there was an Innate Full Soul Power Tang San next door, unfortunately it was a waste Martial Soul Blue Silver Grass. Regarding this… Su Yuntao was very disappointed.
“Hope this village has some harvest…”
Murmuring, Su Yuntao waved his hand, leading all the kids present into the small wooden house.
“First, let me introduce myself. I’m Su Yuntao, Level 26 Great Soul Master, your guide.
Now, I will awaken your Martial Souls one by one. Remember, no matter what happens, don’t be afraid.”
“We’ve had professional training, we generally won’t be afraid, don’t worry…”
While saying that, Su Yuntao opened his package on the nearby table, taking out two things from inside: six pitch-black round stones and a shiny blue crystal ball.
“Starting already? So nervous, what to do, if he really awakens a sickle or hoe or something, really die?”
Brother Tao was also ruthless, too lazy for chit-chat, directly starting work.
See… the first kid already went up for testing. Unfortunately, he successfully followed in Shi Ritian’s footsteps, really could go cut rice straw.
In Douluo, for villages like this, having one with Soul Power was really too rare! The truly talented were in those great families and great sects.
So, Su Yuntao didn’t hold much hope either, simply tested the Soul Power, another one without Soul Power, a waste.
“Alright! Next…”
Disappointment, disappointment, extreme disappointment!
“I say your village, besides sickles it’s hoes, can’t you have something different?”
Brother Tao had a headache. As expected of Rice Fragrance Village, besides sickles it’s hoes, truly living up to the name.
“Oh ho, really got a different one! Unfortunately still a waste Martial Soul…”
Just said that, and a different one came, unfortunately a Blue Silver Grass, still without Soul Power.
Su Yuntao despaired. Among these dozen-plus kids, not one had Soul Power. The most outrageous was their Martial Souls were very uniform, either hoe or sickle.
Ling Mo was last in line. Watching the dummies in front awaken one by one, he got a bit panicked too.
After all, same village. They were all hoes and sickles, he wouldn’t be a hoe or sickle too, right?
Ling Mo knew about Martial Soul inheritance, basically passed from parents, but he seemed to have no parents! Never seen them since birth.
So he couldn’t guess what his Martial Soul was either!
“My turn, my turn, definitely not hoe or sickle…”
Muttering in his heart, Ling Mo walked forward. He was the last to awaken in Rice Fragrance Village. At this time, Su Yuntao’s patience was exhausted, very impatient.
Out of highest professional conduct, he still calmly said: “Stand up there…”
Ling Mo unhesitatingly walked to the middle of the six black stones. With Su Yuntao’s six paths of Soul Power Injection, the pale golden light lit up again.
“Wow, golden legend!”
Warm, that was Ling Mo’s first feeling. His whole body seemed wrapped in a warm world, indescribably comfortable.
No wonder the previous kids stabilized emotionally once wrapped in this golden light.
“Eh… this light? Is it Tiga?”
A multicolored divine light slowly flowed from Ling Mo’s body, and the surface even showed a trace of golden light. Closing his eyes, carefully sensing, he felt his body tremble with excitement.
It was as if some power was slowly adsorbing onto his body. He slowly spread his right hand, empty, nothing there.
“What? Empty?”
Now Ling Mo was dumbfounded. His palm was empty, nothing at all, not even a shadow of a Martial Soul. What was this?
Others at least had a sickle, he was even more thorough, not even giving a chance to cut rice straw.
Right hand, empty!
Left hand, also empty!
Damn, playing like this?
Ling Mo broke down. Su Yuntao was even more dumbfounded! Over ten years in the profession, never seen this phenomenon, this hit his knowledge blind spot!
“Empty? What’s going on? Did something go wrong?”
Su Yuntao was stunned. This light was clearly extraordinary, but… Su Yuntao couldn’t even see Ling Mo’s Martial Soul shadow.
Could this thing hide? Impossible, Su Yuntao said he’d never seen this phenomenon.
“No Martial Soul? Wait, this kid’s eyes?”
Su Yuntao suddenly discovered that Ling Mo’s eyes were astonishing dual pupils.
Originally Su Yuntao thought these astonishing dual pupils were his Martial Soul! But after in-depth research, he found they didn’t possess Martial Soul characteristics.
He hadn’t heard of anyone with eyes as Martial Soul either.
Couldn’t explain it, could only conclude Ling Mo didn’t possess a Martial Soul! Maybe he was the first person in this world without a Martial Soul.