When Qian Daoliu transmigrated into Douluo Continent II, even the evil spirit masters were terrified

"oh oh."

Hua Hua didn't ask any questions, immediately agreed, and ran out to inform them.

The peasant woman stood there, her face filled with disbelief.

I thought that the adults were already doing a great favor by helping their daughter awaken her martial soul, but now they want to help all the eligible people in the town awaken their martial souls.

This is simply a living bodhisattva walking among mortals.

Only a living bodhisattva would not take a single penny and seek no reward.

"grown ups……"

The peasant woman was about to express her gratitude again.

"Alright, I'm just doing what I have to do, there's no need for that."

Qian Daoliu interrupted, his tone calm.

He walked to the door, watching Hua Hua's receding figure, a complex expression flashing in his eyes.

The Spirit Hall is most likely no longer in existence.

However, the glory of angels cannot be lost.

The world is sick.

Then let him treat it!

……

About half an hour later.

Hua Hua brought back the eligible men from the town.

Qian Daoliu stood on the open ground in front of the house, looking out at the sea of ​​heads.

There were men, women, and children, all dressed in tattered clothes, their faces showing tension and anticipation. The children followed behind their parents, looking timidly at Qian Daoliu.

Hua Hua ran over, panting, and said, "Uncle, I've called everyone! A total of 108 people meet the requirements!"

Qian Daoliu nodded slightly, his gaze sweeping over the crowd.

At this moment, a middle-aged man mustered his courage and stepped forward, cautiously asking Qian Daoliu, "Sir, Hua Hua said you'd help us awaken our martial souls for free. Is that true?"

Upon hearing this, everyone fell silent and turned to look at Qian Daoliu.

No one questioned it, only hoped for it.

Those eyes revealed a longing to change their fate.

Qian Daoliu sighed inwardly, but said firmly, "Of course it's true. I never go back on my word."

He paused, then continued, "Line up, one at a time."

The crowd immediately stirred, pushing and shoving forward, all wanting to be the first to awaken their martial spirit.

"Sir, please help my son awaken!"

"Please help my daughter first; she's exactly six years old this year!"

"My lord, I beg you!"

Qian Daoliu frowned and snorted coldly.

This sound, imbued with soul power, made everyone's ears ring, and they immediately fell silent.

"If you keep pushing and shoving, I'm done with it." Qian Daoliu's tone was authoritative without being angry.

Everyone immediately lined up, no longer daring to misbehave, and their eyes were filled with awe as they looked at Qian Daoliu.

Qian Daoliu nodded in satisfaction and walked to the front of the line.

The first one was a little boy, about six or seven years old, as thin as a bamboo pole, wearing an old shirt that was obviously several sizes too big.

"Don't be afraid, focus on feeling the martial spirit within your body," Qian Daoliu said.

The little boy nodded obediently upon hearing this.

Qian Daoliu raised his right hand, and golden light shone from his palm, covering the little boy's entire body.

A moment later, a flash of light appeared in the little boy's palm, and a hoe appeared.

Hoe Martial Spirit.

Qian Daoliu examined it for a moment and shook his head: "No innate soul power."

The little boy was stunned, and his eyes instantly welled up with tears.

His parents were also stunned, their expectation turning into disappointment.

"No...no innate soul power?" The little boy's mother's voice trembled. "Does that mean he can't become a Soul Master?"

Qian Daoliu nodded, not hiding anything: "That's true, but with a martial spirit, physical fitness will improve, and you'll be able to live a peaceful life in the future."

The little boy burst into tears and was taken aside by his parents.

Those behind felt a little scared when they saw this, but most of them were excited.

Qian Daoliu raised his hand to signal for quiet, and then let the second person step forward.

And so it went, one after another.

Qian Daoliu patiently helped everyone awaken their martial soul, and he gave fair evaluations regardless of whether they had innate soul power.

Time passed second by second.

The sun gradually set in the west, and the sky grew dark.

Torches were lit in the town's settlements, illuminating the open spaces.

It wasn't until nightfall that Qian Daoliu finally helped the last person awaken their martial spirit.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

Of the 108 people, only 18 had innate soul power, with the highest level not exceeding level 2. Their martial souls were also very ordinary, mostly everyday utensils such as sickles, hoes, and iron pots.

But these people were already very happy.

"Thank you, sir!"

"Sir, you are our family's benefactor!"

"My lord, I kowtow to you!"

The children who had awakened their innate soul power bowed and kowtowed to Qian Daoliu, led by their parents, their faces filled with gratitude.

Without Qian Daoliu, their child would never have awakened a martial soul in this lifetime.

Just then, an old woman walked over, trembling, carrying a basket of eggs.

"Sir, we are poor and have nothing of value to offer, but please accept these eggs."

"Sir, these are sweet potatoes I grew. Please try them."

"Sir, these are some pickled vegetables I made. Please don't find them offensive."

Residents brought out various agricultural products to give to Qiandaoliu.

Qian Daoliu refused them all: "I don't need these. You can keep them for yourselves."

He looked at the 18 children with innate soul power and instructed them, "Hua Hua has a meditation method. You should copy it down yourselves and cultivate it diligently in the future. You must never do anything immoral or immoral, or I will be the first to punish you."

The children nodded repeatedly, promising to cultivate themselves diligently and do good deeds in the future.

Qian Daoliu nodded in satisfaction and did not linger any longer.

He spread his six wings, the golden feathers radiating a divine light.

With legs slightly bent, he soared into the sky and flew into the night.

The golden light was extremely conspicuous in the night sky, like a shooting star streaking across the heavens.

Everyone was stunned.

"Heavens...angels!"

"So adults are angels!"

"We actually saw an angel in our lifetime!"

The residents looked at him as if he were a god, filled with awe, and all knelt on the ground, kowtowing in the direction Qian Daoliu had gone.

Hua Hua held her mother's hand, looked up at the night sky, her eyes sparkling.

"Mom, Uncle is so amazing!"

The farmer's wife hugged her daughter, tears streaming down her face: "Yes, Huahua, you must be a good person like your uncle when you grow up."

Hua Hua nodded emphatically.

……

A thousand streams flew at high speed, the night wind whistling in their ears.

He looked down at the earth, where he could occasionally see scattered lights in the darkness, like fireflies dotting the ground.

He was thinking about what had just happened, and his heart was heavy.

One person's strength is still too limited.

In this day and age, there are probably many people who haven't awakened their martial spirit, and it's impossible for me to take care of them all on my own.

He felt it was necessary to find some help.

First, we need to confirm whether the Spirit Hall is really gone.

If he were still alive, he would regain power and gradually develop and expand the Spirit Hall until it was restored to its former size.

Free awakening of martial souls, talent discovery, subsidies, and checks and balances among all soul masters.

If the Spirit Hall is truly gone, then I will rebuild it and spread the glory of the angels throughout the entire continent.

Qian Daoliu clenched his fist, a determined light flashing in his eyes.

This is his responsibility as the successor of the angels, and it is also the meaning of his life.