When Douluo's stars shine

"I'm sorry, the minimum soul power requirement for our company's recruitment this time is a first-level soul master..."

The good-looking front desk lady had a formulaic smile on her face and politely invited Wang Xing out who had come to apply for the job.The latter was already accustomed to such treatment, so he turned around and left as calmly as a breeze.

The soul power roars in this continent called "Douluo", the hidden contradictions are fermenting in the depths, and the turbulent undercurrent is about to sweep the empire in danger.But now, Tiandou Imperial City is still a scene of blazing fire, the spacious avenues are occupied by busy traffic, and all kinds of voices are boiling in the bustling streets.

Wang Xing stood by the intersection with a calm expression, looking for a chance to get through the crowded carriages to the other end of the street.The chaotic air around him seemed to be still, making his thin figure look so out of place.And at a level that mortals couldn't perceive, the bloody figures hidden in his martial soul were chattering in his ears as always.

"What kind of shabby trading company requires soul power to recruit people? Ah Xing, if we don't want to be angry like this, why don't we find a village to work as a blacksmith. With my old Tang's craftsmanship, you will have no worries about food and drink..."

This is the Tang blacksmith at the east entrance of the village. He always calls himself a descendant of Haotian.But even if he and Haotian Douluo's genealogy were turned up ten or eight generations, I'm afraid the two wouldn't have the slightest connection.

"Old Tang, please shut up. With your skills, you won't be able to afford a pit in Tiandou Imperial City in a lifetime! If you ask me, why don't you stay in school and become a counselor? Maybe you can become a full-time teacher in the future."

This is Old Man Li from the west end of the village. He calls himself a "literate man" after reading a few books. What he despises the most is a reckless man who has no brains. Therefore, he and Tang Blacksmith have never dealt with each other.

"What's so good about being a teacher? It's better to be a free soul master and earn gold soul coins while lying down."

This is a salesman in the village. He is proud of having half a level of soul power when he was born. Unfortunately, with his qualifications, he may not even be able to absorb the soul ring even after he is 60 years old.

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"I said, I haven't become a soul master yet, shouldn't I blame you?"

Wang Xing made his own voice in his heart.He had long been used to having random thoughts about the bloody figures. Only when the topic of soul masters was discussed, his calm state of mind would be slightly disturbed.

Speaking of Wang Xing's soul power problem, the bloody figures became excited: "You can't blame me for this, it's you..."

"Axing, I've been urging you to let go of the past, but you don't want to! Why don't you take the first step by getting rid of the most useless Old Tang?"

"Old Li, what do you mean? Say it again if you can. Believe it or not, I will slap you..."

"There are really people who want to listen to our nagging all day long even if they don't work as soul masters? You kid is really not normal."

What a mouthful, these people.

A helpless smile appeared on Wang Xing's lips.It's been ten years and he still can't let go of his past.

Wang Xing still remembers that afternoon when he was six years old, the cyan butcher suddenly swept the village.Blacksmith Tang had his heart and liver ripped out alive, Old Man Li had his head screwed off on the spot, and even the salesman who had returned from the city to purchase goods could not escape the bad luck.Only Wang Xing himself was stuffed under the bed board by his parents who reacted.Before the cyan butcher broke down the door, the mother took a kitchen knife and cut herself on the bed, covering up Wang Xing's aura of life with her blood.The precocious Wang Xing nestled in the corner, covering his mouth with his hands and not daring to move, becoming the only survivor in the entire village.

About an hour after the butchers left, the soul master from Wuhun Palace rushed in and rescued Wang Xing from his mother's blood pool.And Wang Xing also learned the name of the murderer - Wolf Thief.

The wolf thief is a wild species born from the cross between a soul beast called the Wind Demonic Wolf and a human. It is a sworn enemy of the human race.But perhaps because the Tiandou nobles had eaten too much free money, these wolf thieves were not wiped out in time and spread to Wang Xing's village.

The soul masters quickly left the ruins and continued to track the wolf thieves, leaving behind a logistics team composed of mortals to appease Wang Xing.In the bloody atmosphere that enveloped the entire village, Wang Xing's pupils widened slightly, and a power called soul power spontaneously awakened in his body.

Without a crystal ball or anyone else's guidance, a small window made of colored glass miraculously appeared in Wang Xing's hand, and the surrounding blood rushed in instantly, condensing into several lifelike miniatures.It's hard to say whether they are really absorbed undead, or just the product of Wang Xing's thinking, but in short, Tang Tiejiang's rich voice, together with various other familiar voices, echoed in Wang Xing's ears again, making him feel cold. Feeling a little warm inside.

Unfortunately, this rare spectacle of spontaneous awakening can only be witnessed by Wang Xing himself: the soul masters have gone far away, and no mortal can notice the strange phenomenon in Wang Xing's palm.

A big sister hugged Wang Xing to comfort him with distressed eyes, and inadvertently asked Wang Xing about the awakening of his martial soul.

"Hmm... Already awakened... Innate soul power? It seems to be two levels..." Wang Xing's mind was completely attracted by the bloody figures, and he didn't know what he was replying to.

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"Come and take a look! The latest version of "Five-Year and Three-Year Soul Master Simulation" will guarantee you admission into the soul master academy of your choice!"

The shouts from reality pulled Wang Xing's thoughts out of his memories. The streets of Tiandou Imperial City were as bustling as before, and they seemed to be in two different worlds from the dilapidated villages of the past.The voices of the bloody figures gradually faded away, and only the unceasing loss of soul power proved their existence.

On the street, many young soul masters walked together, excitedly talking about the rankings of the last soul master competition.Of course, Wuhundian still retains the championship, but Team Xingluo's outstanding performance is surprising enough.On the other hand, Team Tiandou, how should I put it, is very difficult...

"Oh, Ah Xing, with your talent, you might even be able to join the first team of Wuhun Palace now! Champion of the competition, what an honor would this be?"

The salesman was immersed in his fantasy and couldn't help himself.Wang Xing could only smile bitterly.Although there was no formal test, considering that his soul power limit had never increased, he was very sure that he belonged to the legendary innate soul power and was one of the best geniuses in the entire continent.

But he was unwilling to obtain his first soul ring.

Since he was six years old, he has been consuming soul power all the time to maintain the operation of his martial soul. The martial soul secretly warns him that once it is interrupted, such as absorbing the soul ring, when he cannot be distracted, the bloody figure hidden in the martial soul will appear. will disappear immediately.The martial spirit summoned again will only be a window as clean as new.

The wolf thief who massacred the entire village had long been beheaded by the soul master, and Wang Xing had lost the target of revenge.Ten years have passed and the village has been rebuilt, but the residents are no longer the same as before.In addition to the old friend who lives in Wuhun, Wang Xing really doesn't know what else he cares about.

What about the champion of the Soul Master Competition?To Wang Xing, this was no different than the floating clouds in the sky. He just wanted to listen to his old friends talk more.

When Wang Xing was seven years old, he was assigned to a junior college, but he soon became confused because he had no goals.At a certain moment, he heard the salesman muttering: "If you don't know what to do, why not find a way to buy an apartment in Tiandou Imperial City?"

A suite in Tiandou Imperial City?Well, let’s call it a life goal.Wang Xing thought so back then.

But now, with the recommended quota and full scholarship, Wang Xing ignored the gulf-like gap between civilians and nobles and stood on the land of Tiandou Imperial City.But he seems to be far, far away from a house.