On the Jiuxiao Continent, martial arts reign supreme. Even weak martial artists possess immense strength, capable of breaking stones and splitting rocks; powerful martial artists can sever rivers and cleave mountains. The greatest martial artists, the Martial Sovereigns, can transcend the heavens and roam the vast void.
Martial arts determine destiny, life, and death. The weak are bullied, while the strong look down on the world.
The Martial Soul, an innate gift of the people of Jiuxiao, is the essence of a martial artist's soul. One's accomplishments in martial arts are closely tied to their Martial Soul.
There are countless types of Martial Souls, including natural ones such as flames, ice, hurricanes, and lightning; weapon souls like swords, spears, and halberds; beast souls such as white tigers, wild rhinos, raging apes, and dragons; and of course, powerful and rare exotic Martial Souls like the Frenzied Soul and the Undying Soul. Martial Souls evolve and grow stronger as a martial artist's power increases.
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In Yangzhou City, at the Lin Family mansion.
Lin Feng opened his eyes, staring at the ancient yet familiar room before him, his expression marked with a bitter smile of helplessness.
"Well, I guess I can consider myself lucky to survive," Lin Feng muttered to himself, the bitter smile fading as a faint grin appeared on his face.
That's right—Lin Feng had crossed over. He was originally a senior student at a university in Jiangnan City, Huaxia, on Earth. After a car accident, he found himself in the Jiuxiao Continent, inhabiting the body of a young man with the same name, a member of the Lin family.
Lin Feng wasn't upset about the cross-over, for he had no attachments to his past life. On Earth, he was an orphan, raised by his grandfather. His grandfather, after learning that Lin Feng had been accepted into university, passed away contentedly, leaving him a small inheritance—several thousand yuan, which was considered quite a lot in the countryside—so that Lin Feng could attend college.
Lin Feng worked hard, applying for scholarships every year and determined to change his destiny with his own efforts and fulfill his grandfather's wishes. However, he soon realized that in an age where connections mattered more than hard work, effort didn't always lead to success.
During his internship in his senior year, the company held a party at a hotel. At the party, a rich heir got a female colleague drunk. The company's employees conveniently left them alone, and Lin Feng, knowing what was about to happen, intervened.
As a result, his four years of hard work were in vain. He was expelled from the university under the accusation of molesting his female colleague, with irrefutable evidence—she had testified against him.
To make matters worse, he was sued by both the rich heir and the female colleague. With no money or power, there was no hope for Lin Feng in the lawsuit, and his life seemed doomed. He was destined to spend several years in prison, completely disconnected from society.
When Lin Feng saw the rich heir and the female colleague joyfully embracing in an Audi car, he stole a car and drove toward them with a smile. He could still remember the terrified and filthy expressions on their faces, the ugliness of the world.
In his past life, Lin Feng had no ties left, so he wasn't bothered by the cross-over. What bothered him was that he had ended up in the body of a useless young master, one with a failed Martial Soul.
The original Lin Feng, who shared his name, had once been an outer disciple of the Yunhai Sect. He was bullied by his cousin, beaten severely, and eventually kicked out of the sect, left half-dead. That's how Lin Feng had taken the opportunity to cross over into his body.
"Since I have been given a second chance at life, I will never let such a tragedy happen again," Lin Feng muttered to himself, clenching his fists as he spoke to the lingering remnants of his past soul. "Don't worry, from now on, I am you, and you are me. I will never allow myself to be bullied again."
With most of the original Lin Feng's soul now merged with his own, Lin Feng understood clearly the world he had entered. It was a world where the strong ruled. As long as you were powerful enough, even the highest authorities had to bow before you.
To become a strong martial artist, one needed not only exceptional talent but also a powerful heart and an unbreakable will. The original Lin Feng was somewhat weak-willed, but now, after two lifetimes and having experienced suffering and the test of death, Lin Feng's resolve was much stronger than the original's.
As though sensing Lin Feng's intense will, the faint remnants of his past soul gradually weakened, and eventually, the two souls fused perfectly.
Boom! In that instant of fusion, Lin Feng's soul trembled violently, knocking him unconscious.
He didn't know how long it had been, but when Lin Feng opened his eyes again, his brow furrowed slightly as he felt a subtle sensation within his soul.
He sat up, focusing his thoughts. Suddenly, a unique aura spread through the air. Lin Feng felt as though he was enveloped by a misty black shadow.
"Did you hear? That useless Lin Feng hasn't woken up yet. I think he's probably dead," a voice came from afar.
"Haha, someone like him should've died earlier. He's nothing but a disgrace to our Lin family," another voice responded.
Lin Feng didn't react angrily but instead wore a strange expression. The voices had come from far away, yet he heard them as if they were right beside him. What was more, he could now hear even the slightest rustle of the wind hundreds of meters away.
Furthermore, Lin Feng realized that his strength had greatly improved. His mind was sharper, and many aspects of martial arts that had once been unclear to him were now suddenly easy to understand.
With a flick of his thoughts, a small snake-like shadow appeared behind Lin Feng. It was the Martial Soul that others had once mocked—an unknown snake that failed to enhance his abilities.
"Double Martial Souls!"
However, Lin Feng was not upset by the appearance of the small snake Martial Soul. On the contrary, he seemed somewhat stunned. He then smiled brightly, for the black shadow behind him was a Martial Soul—his newly awakened Martial Soul. Though he didn't yet know its exact nature, the addition of the small snake Martial Soul meant he now possessed two Martial Souls.
Those who possess two Martial Souls are called Twin Martial Souls. On the Jiuxiao Continent, martial artists with Twin Martial Souls are regarded as geniuses. Lin Feng, who had been called a useless waste, now possessed two Martial Souls.
"I'll call you the Dark Martial Soul for now," Lin Feng mused with a smile. It seemed the reason for his Double Martial Souls was the merging of his soul. The combination of two souls was no ordinary occurrence. As for the abilities of his new Martial Soul, it seemed to enhance his physical attributes.
Lin Feng closed his eyes, entering a state of meditation. Immediately, the energy of the world began to flow into his body, refining his flesh and nourishing his Martial Soul.
Two hours later, Lin Feng stopped his cultivation. A puff of white mist poured out from his nostrils, and he felt refreshed, even the aches in his body had disappeared.
"This is the power of a martial artist's cultivation—how amazing!" Lin Feng exclaimed, looking at his clenched fists. The sound of cracking came from his hands, and a sense of power surged through him.
It seemed his cultivation speed was much faster than before. Lin Feng walked out of the room and into a vast courtyard. The courtyard was filled with wooden training posts and massive stone pillars, all used for his martial arts practice.
He approached one of the stone pillars and performed his martial technique, Nine Waves. The air howled as his fist created a powerful wind, distorting the space around it.
"Hah!"
With a shout, Lin Feng struck the stone pillar with a punch, sending a deafening crash through the air. The pillar shattered into dust, and the shockwave continued forward, breaking the next pillar as well.
"This should be over six thousand pounds of strength," Lin Feng said, clearly satisfied with the result. His strength had fully returned to its peak, and his cultivation had reached the Fifth Stage of the Qi Martial Realm. The Nine Waves technique, which he had mastered, had now reached the Sixth Wave, allowing him to strike with six thousand pounds of power at the Fifth Stage.
"Looks like the Dark Martial Soul not only enhanced my senses but also accelerated my cultivation speed and understanding," Lin Feng smiled faintly. In the past, he had been considered a waste because of his slow progress and lack of comprehension. While others his age were already at the Sixth Stage of the Qi Martial Realm or higher, he was still stuck at the Fifth Stage. He was mocked for never being able to break through the Fifth Wave of the Nine Waves technique.
But now, with the Dark Martial Soul, the problem of his martial arts talent seemed to have disappeared.
It seemed the Dark Martial Soul, which could enhance all aspects of martial arts, was no ordinary Martial Soul.