Douluo Amon: I am the Heavenly Venerable of the Dragon King

"I never expected that after transmigrating, I would have to go through nine years of compulsory education. However, I will have to start playing my own role next, otherwise it will be difficult to get to know the protagonist."

Next door, Tang Ziran had just led Tang Wulin out when she heard a roar from next door: "Get out of here right now! How could I have given birth to such a bastard like you?"

With a series of smashing sounds, a boy slowly walked out. The boy had fair skin, dark circles under his eyes, and was thin, seemingly malnourished. He closed the door without saying a word and walked out, seemingly heading in the same direction as them.

Tang Ziran frowned slightly upon seeing this. To be honest, he didn't know much about his next-door neighbor, though he had gleaned some information from others.

The family next door seems to consist of only a mother and child. The man abandoned his wife and child, and the woman frequently abuses her child. She stays at home all day, relying on the child to bring her food.

He heard all of this from the people around him, and he initially thought it was just gossip, but it turned out to be true.

However, he didn't say much, as it was someone else's family matter. He simply took his child and followed Nan Fusheng quietly.

Tang Wulin, whose hand was being held by Tang Ziran, looked at Nan Fusheng in front of him as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he remained silent.

Walking ahead, Nan Fusheng revealed a knowing smile. Yes, this was all part of his plan. Although he possessed the foundation to become the mysterious "Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun," he lacked the corresponding ascension ritual. The ritual could be seen as part of a performance.

Lord of Mysteries is a world filled with chaos and madness, and most of the high-sequence extraordinary beings have some mental issues. The core function of "rituals" is to maintain self-awareness and assist in advancement.

Although he became a "thief" for some reason and has not heard any "talking" since, he has not forgotten his first experience at Source Castle.

In the worst-case scenario, he might never become a high-sequence extraordinary being in this lifetime, so he can only try two approaches to become a powerful Soul Master. You ask him why he is so confident?

Of course, it's because he's already a thief. Although he's currently just a low-sequence extraordinary being, he possesses some of the abilities of a high-sequence being.

The protagonist of Lord of Mysteries, Klein, was able to possess the ability of the "Fool" pathway at a low sequence level, thanks to the Source Castle. This included part of the "Miracle Master" ability, "Resurrection is a Miracle."

So, it's reasonable that this "Little Celestial Venerable," who simultaneously possesses the Source Castle and three unique attributes, has the ability to use some high-sequence components ahead of time!

"Uniqueness" is the physical symbol of the authority corresponding to the sequence. Only by truly mastering uniqueness and integrating the three extraordinary characteristics can one complete the transformation from human to god and wield the authority of that sequence.

This is the condition for becoming "Sequence Zero," but it's not that complicated for him. He doesn't need three extraordinary traits. As long as he becomes "Sequence One," completes the fusion of "uniqueness," and perhaps needs a ritual, he can become a true god.

To put it simply, he can use the "Thief" pathway, which grants abilities from Sequence Nine to Sequence Five, but it's quite resource-intensive and comes at a cost. Sequence Four isn't entirely unusable either.

And the capabilities of this pathway sequence six:

Stealing: The ability to briefly steal another person's extraordinary abilities for one's own use. There is a chance to steal one ability from a target within a 50-meter radius. The more one knows about the target, the easier it is to steal the desired ability; the less knowledge one has, the more random and luck-dependent the stealing becomes.

When the target sequence is higher than 6, failure is possible; the higher the sequence, the greater the probability of failure. Even high-sequence powerhouses can be stolen, but the chance is smaller. Within ten minutes of the ability taking effect, the victim will directly lose the corresponding ability. The "Fire Stealer" can then use it skillfully. After ten minutes, the ability disappears, and the victim will have to wait until the next day to recover.

In terms of Soul Masters, the higher one's strength, the lower the chance of "stealing".

In recent years, he unexpectedly discovered that when he used this method to steal from Soul Masters, he could steal a portion of their Soul Power. Although he would return it afterward, his body slowly began to possess Soul Power. The parents of this body were ordinary people.

Naturally, he didn't have any soul power, but when he stole "soul power," his body was slowly nourished by it. Soul masters need soul power to use their martial souls and activate soul skills, so when he stole "soul skills," he could steal a certain amount of soul power from the other party.

To be honest, he hadn't expected this. He originally thought that the target of the theft couldn't use soul skills, but when his target was soul power, depending on the difference in strength between the two sides, if the difference wasn't too great, he could steal most of the target's soul power.

When he discovered this ability, he didn't use it recklessly. Instead, he stole it two or three times until he had a certain amount of soul power in his body, at which point he stopped using it. This is also why his innate soul power was only level one.

The ability to "steal" cannot be used indiscriminately. It doesn't matter if the target he steals from is a Soul Warrior who has just awakened his Soul Power, but if the target is a Soul Master, and the other party cannot use Martial Soul and Soul Skills, then he may be exposed. Although the possibility is very small, he does not want to take this "risk".

Especially now, he needs to rest for a short period of time after using "Steal" once, since this is not an ability he can use right now. He can probably only use it once a day, and after that, he will experience the side effect of "dizziness and blurred vision".

The "woman's roar" that Tang Ziran just heard was also his creation, the fifth ability of the "Diviner": Master of the Mystic Puppet.

Having three unique pathways, he can use the abilities of the other two pathways across pathways, but this consumes more resources.

In simple terms, the "Master of the Puppet" ability is to gain vision of the "Threads of the Spirit." By manipulating the "Threads of the Spirit" of a target, one can directly influence the target's spiritual body, astral body, mental body, and ethereal body, and then control the target's body through the "ethereal body."

However, perhaps because the world is different, in Douluo Continent it is: through the spiritual thread, one gradually erodes the target's spirit and martial soul, and then controls the other's body.

Once the target's "spiritual threads" are initially grasped, the target will immediately exhibit slowed thinking, sluggish movements, and physical stiffness, gradually developing into a puppet or marionette.

If the control process is not interrupted, the target will become a secret puppet after five minutes. In a sense, the target is truly dead, and the secret puppetization is irreversible.

Nan Fusheng's mother, the woman named "Lan Yuxi," turned her into a "secret puppet" when Nan Fusheng had just been reborn with the help of the "Source Castle" and still had some residual power.

The woman didn't return home until noon the day after Nan Fusheng's "resurrection." To be honest, as a "time traveler," Nan Fusheng already had his own way of thinking.

He finds it difficult to truly accept strangers, even his parents, let alone the fact that they, in a way, killed him once.

So when "Lan Yuxi" returned home, he immediately turned her into a "secret doll" because he was still too young. If Lan Yuxi had been gone for a few more days, he was afraid he would have died several more times. Afterward, he used "Lan Yuxi's" soul communication device to order some baby food to be prepared.

Fortunately, Lan Yuxi had already been turned into a "secret puppet" and did not need to eat, which allowed him to barely get through the novice period.

The scene that morning was also deliberately directed by Nan Fusheng. A child without a father and unloved by his mother could easily gain the sympathy of others. It was also a move he made to prepare for his next contact with Tang Wulin's family and even in the future.

However, controlling the spirit thread really consumes too much mental energy. In order to play this role in front of Tang Wulin's family, he must pay attention to the timing. At the same time, controlling the "secret puppet" does not consume spiritual energy, but mental energy, which makes him look like he has been "staying up all night".

However, it's okay, everything is going according to plan.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 3

The Soul Master class has a dedicated teacher who greets students at the academy gate, and their treatment is significantly better than that of ordinary classes.

Regular classes only provide normal academic education, while Soul Master classes, in addition to this, teach these students who are born with soul power how to become a Soul Master and the knowledge of Soul Masters, preparing them for entering secondary academies in the future.

This year's Soul Master class only has sixteen students. There are very few children whose Martial Souls have awakened and come with innate Soul Power, especially in a small city like Aolai City. This year's class is considered relatively large.

Meanwhile, in Nan Fusheng's Soul Master class...

"Hey, what's your martial spirit?" A short, chubby boy asked, approaching Nan Fusheng.

They were all children of the same age, and they were all full of curiosity about their upcoming life in the Soul Master class.

Nan Fusheng said calmly, "It's an insect." A semi-transparent insect was lying quietly in Nan Fusheng's hand, occasionally wriggling.

"Tch," the chubby boy said dismissively, "It's a bug! A useless martial spirit." With that, he turned to leave.

Nan Fusheng didn't say much, but just quietly watched the chubby boy go around to ask the children what their martial spirits were.

Soon the chubby boy turned his attention to Tang Wulin, and the two seemed to be arguing. Tang Wulin asked somewhat defiantly, "And you? What is your martial soul?"

The chubby boy snorted, waved his right hand, and a cold light flashed as a short sword appeared in his hand. "See that? My martial soul is a sword. If I can cultivate to the level of a Title Douluo, I'll be called the Sword God Douluo. Innate soul power level five. I can easily chop these few Blue Silver Grasses of yours into pieces."

Looking at the short knife in the other person's hand, and then at the Blue Silver Grass in his own palm, Tang Wulin suddenly remembered what his father had said last night.

Is it really that difficult to cultivate Blue Silver Grass into a Soul Master?

The other students also showed off their own martial souls, each with its own unique characteristics, but whatever their martial soul was, it was at least much better than his Blue Silver Grass. Because his martial soul was Blue Silver Grass, the junior students who had gathered in several groups no longer paid him any attention.

Seeing this, Nan Fusheng realized it was time for him to make his appearance.

"I believe you can definitely become a powerful Soul Master."

A voice he heard made Tang Wulin turn around and look in Nan Fusheng's direction. It was him, the person from this morning, Tang Wulin thought.

Just as he was about to say something to Nan Fusheng, the teacher of the Soul Master class clapped his hands.

"Hello everyone, I am your homeroom teacher, Lin Ximeng. Over the next three years, I will teach you the basics of Soul Masters. Now, please introduce yourselves, including your names, martial souls, and innate soul power levels."

There were only sixteen students, so the introductions were quick. When Lin Ximeng heard Tang Wulin and Nan Fusheng introduce their martial souls as Blue Silver Grass and insects, she was somewhat taken aback, and the other students burst into laughter.

Nan Fusheng didn't feel anything. After all, no matter how you looked at it, his martial soul wasn't strong. At least others could use Blue Silver Grass. The martial soul of Tang San, the founder of the Tang Sect, evolved from Blue Silver Grass into Blue Silver Emperor. He comforted himself with the excuse that as long as we work hard, we might be able to do it too.

Could he be using Huo Yuhao's example to illustrate this? However, he didn't have any million-year-old soul beasts to sacrifice, nor did he have any old man from the sky to give him a legacy. He only had the legacy of the "Lord of Mysteries," Nan Fusheng thought to himself with a bit of self-amusement.

Lin Ximeng quickly regained her composure and smiled, "Today is your first day of class. I'll start by explaining the classification of martial souls, and this afternoon I'll guide you through some basic meditation. Meditation is the only way to train and improve your soul power. If you want to become true soul masters, you'll have to work hard!"

"As we all know, in our world, everyone possesses their own Martial Soul. Martial Souls awaken at the age of six and can be anything. Those with innate Soul Power can cultivate to become Soul Masters, which means you are one of them. So, what are the classifications of Martial Souls?"

"First of all, martial spirits are divided into two main categories: weapon martial spirits and beast martial spirits. Among them, those that manifest as living beings are beast martial spirits. Those that manifest as non-living beings are weapon martial spirits. You can improve your martial spirit by cultivating your soul power. Once your soul power level breaks through level ten, you can officially become a soul master."

"Soul Masters are also divided into two main categories: Battle Soul Masters and Weapon Soul Masters. Those who cultivate their Martial Soul for combat purposes are Battle Soul Masters, while those who cultivate their Martial Soul for non-combat purposes are Weapon Soul Masters. Both Martial Souls and Soul Masters have many subcategories..."

As Lin Ximeng explained the classification of martial souls and soul masters, Tang Wulin's resentment gradually disappeared. He had been curious about the profession of soul master since he was a child, and this knowledge was like a magnificent world opening a brand new door for him.

Nan Fusheng listened attentively. Although he had some knowledge of the Douluo Continent setting in his previous life, there was still a gap between the novel and reality, not to mention that someone often contradicted the book's setting.

After explaining some basic knowledge about Soul Master cultivation, Lin Ximeng also began to teach some characters from the Douluo Continent. After all, even Soul Masters are not born with this knowledge. Nan Fusheng didn't listen to this part very carefully because he had already studied it on his own.

Noon arrived quickly. The academy's curriculum included an unlimited lunch. Students in the Soul Master class enjoyed much better meals than regular students.

Although he was a Soul Warrior, Nan Fusheng's appetite was only slightly larger than that of an average child, but Tang Wulin next door was different.

Tang Wulin ate so much that he earned the nickname "glutton." His eating was almost half the combined intake of his dozen or so classmates. This exceeded the average adult's appetite, which greatly frustrated Tang Wulin.

"Being able to eat is a blessing. I envy you for being able to eat so carefree."

Tang Wulin turned his head and looked to the side. It was him, the person from this morning.

"Do you really believe I can become a powerful Soul Master?"

Tang Wulin looked at Nan Fusheng, unsure of what to say, and finally stammered out this sentence.

"Of course, didn't the famous 'Grandmaster' from history, Tang San's teacher, say: There are no useless martial souls, only useless soul masters?"

Nan Fusheng said things that he himself didn't believe.

However, Tang Wulin believed him. He clenched his fist and said, "That's right, there are no useless martial souls, only useless soul masters. Thank you."

Seeing that Tang Wulin seemed to be manipulated, Nan Fusheng echoed him. After these few words, the distance between Nan Fusheng and Tang Wulin narrowed considerably.

Chapter 4 The First Appearance of the Silver Dragon

When Tang Wulin and Nan Fusheng walked out of Hongshan Academy together, Tang Wulin's face was full of unhappiness. Nothing in his entire life had ever made him as depressed as what he had experienced today.

He grew up in a very ordinary working-class family, but the family was harmonious, his parents had a good relationship, and they loved him very much. Even when he made mistakes, they would give him earnest advice.

But today at the academy, he experienced for the first time what "difficulty" truly meant. Because his martial soul was Blue Silver Grass, apart from his good friend Nan Fusheng, his classmates ostracized him, and even the teachers weren't very welcoming.