Douluo Continent: Mirror Dance Across the Sky, Shattering the Gods

In the end, he seemed to realize that his words were too harsh and felt a little reluctant, so he gently comforted him, "Child, it is not uncommon for martial souls to mutate. I once heard a rumor that a direct disciple of one of the three upper sects suffered a malignant mutation when he awakened his martial soul, turning his top-level martial soul into a ridiculous and useless one. So, don't be too sad."

Su Yuntao spoke without noticing anything amiss.

They were completely unaware.

Behind him, overlapping with the wall, a blurry, ethereal figure flashed by.

Su Yuntao didn't see the illusory figure. He took out a crystal ball and said, "Let's test your soul power. If you have it, you can at least cultivate. After all, the shattered lens might be used as a ranged weapon? Hahahaha!"

Dongfang Jing remained silent, using his mind to retract his martial spirit.

He clenched his fists tightly, his knuckles turning white.

He hadn't listened to a word Su Yuntao had said.

What useless martial soul? How is that possible?

Only he himself knew what he had just experienced.

The weightlessness, fragmentation, and the icy loneliness brought by the Hall of a Thousand Mirrors, with its billions of reflections, remain deeply imprinted in my body.

He slowly placed his hand on the crystal ball.

In an instant, a great light shone forth, dazzling and radiant!

Su Yuntao suddenly opened his mouth wide, his pupils contracted sharply, and he cried out in shock: "This...this could be innate full soul power!"

Chapter 2 Dongfang Yao

After carefully putting away the Awakening Stone and the Soul Testing Crystal, Su Yuntao pushed open the door and walked out of the Awakening Room.

The long corridor is deep and secluded.

As he walked, he couldn't help but recall the shattered mirror that had floated in the silver-haired boy's palm, and the dazzling crystal ball that followed.

In all his years as an inspector of the Spirit Hall, he had presided over countless children's awakening ceremonies, but this was the first time he had ever personally witnessed "innate full soul power".

Even if a martial soul undergoes a malignant mutation and becomes a shattered mirror, if a spirit ring is obtained, the martial soul may still undergo new changes.

That's why he eventually invited the child to join the Spirit Hall.

The other party neither agreed nor refused, only saying that they needed to discuss it with their parents before making a decision.

That makes perfect sense; life choices naturally require careful consideration.

It's always better to be cautious.

'But... a Shattered Mirror Martial Soul? Sigh.'

Su Yuntao shook his head with amusement.

In his view, this child is unlikely to achieve anything significant.

No matter how high one's innate soul power is, if one's martial soul essence is too poor, one will ultimately find it difficult to achieve anything.

With that in mind, Su Yuntao prepared to hand over the files of the awakened personnel to his colleagues at the Linfeng City branch.

But as soon as she took a step, she suddenly remembered her boss's special instructions before she left—

[All files must be brought back to Nottingham City. Do not contact any members of the Windwind City branch.]

"Strange, why are the files of the children from Lingfeng City being brought back to Notting City?"

Completely baffled, I simply stopped thinking about it.

He packed his bags and embarked on his journey back to Nottingham.

the other side

Dongfang Jing followed the crowd out of the Martial Soul Branch Hall.

Anxious parents had been waiting outside the hall. As soon as their children came out, they eagerly surrounded them, bombarding them with questions about the awakening results.

Amid the noise, Dongfang Jing paused slightly.

Gazing at this scene for a moment, his eyes flickered with a range of emotions.

But in the end, everything returned to a deep tranquility.

But in his eyes, there was a subtle, unwavering determination.

He turned and walked towards home.

As he passed by several middle-aged women who were gathered together and seemingly chatting idly, he clearly felt several gazes quietly falling on him.

Those eyes held a variety of expressions: some curious, some indifferent, but few genuine sympathy.

Dongfang Jing quickened his pace and then started running.

The wind whistled past his ears, and he only slowed down when the familiar wooden house came into view.

That was his home, neither too big nor too small, and easily found throughout the city of Lingfeng.

He gently pushed open the door, and before it was fully open, a "little cannonball" rushed out of the room and landed right in his arms.

Habitually bending over and opening his arms, he precisely met the 'small cannonball'.

"Brother~!"

A soft, sweet voice, filled with joy, approached from afar.

"Welcome home!"

"Well, I'm back."

Holding the little one in his arms, Dongfang Jing's cold expression melted away, revealing an extremely gentle smile.

Six years ago, he was sent to this unfamiliar world by a kind-hearted man from Dayun Motorcycle Company and was born in a poor village outside Linfeng City.

Before it could even open its eyes, it was abandoned in the wild by its 'biological parents' and almost ended up in the stomach of a hungry wolf.

Fortunately, a patrol team from the Spirit Hall passed by, and a couple in the team took pity on him and took him home, raising him as their own son until now.

In his previous life, Dongfang Jing was an orphan. In this life, he experienced the love of his parents and cherished it immensely.

Three years later, the family gained a new member, and he also gained a younger sister who was three years younger than him—Dongfang Yao.

Although they are not related by blood, their relationship is closer than that of siblings.

"Brother, what martial soul did you awaken?"

Little Yao is only three years old. Her speech is still childish and she can't speak fluently.

However, she was born precocious and her thinking was different from that of ordinary children; she had already understood the concept of martial spirit.

Dongfang Jing gently rubbed his younger sister's soft hair, and with a slight thought, summoned his martial spirit.

Several shards of mirror floated in my palm, their texture translucent, with a faint purple halo around their edges.

The sunlight streaming in through the window caused it to refract into dazzling, ever-changing colors.

The little girl's eyes lit up, her bright, sparkling eyes blinking and darting around before she exclaimed repeatedly, "Wow! Brother's martial spirit is so beautiful! It must be super powerful!"

Dongfang Jing chuckled softly, "Whether it's powerful or not is still unknown, but your brother here possesses innate full soul power!"

"Clap clap clap clap!" The little girl immediately clapped excitedly. "Amazing! Amazing! No wonder he's my brother! Unrivaled in the world! The number one genius under heaven is none other than my brother, Dongfang Jing!"

The little girl's undisguised praise brought a slight smile to Dongfang Jing's lips, and he would occasionally respond with a joke or two.

"Are you hungry? I'll cook for you. What would you like to eat, Yao'er?"

"Anything is fine, but wait, I want fried chicken!"

Dongfang Yao.

His cheerful and outgoing younger sister is a talkative and energetic girl.

It was also the only warm sun shining into his life.

Had lunch.

Young Dongfang Yao rubbed her eyes and went back to her room for a nap.

Gazing at his younger sister's peaceful profile as she drifted off to sleep, Dongfang Jing quietly tucked her in and slipped out of the room.

The gentle smile on his face gradually faded.

He pushed open the door to his parents' room and stood there silently for a long time.

The room was very tidy and spotless, yet it exuded a sense of desolation.

He walked to the cabinet, looked at his adoptive parents with their gentle smiles in the photo, and murmured to himself.

"Mom and Dad, I awakened my martial soul today, and it's innate full soul power!"

"Don't worry, I will work hard to cultivate and become stronger as soon as possible. I will definitely protect Yao'er."

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"We will definitely find out the truth."

He clenched his fists suddenly, his eyes flashing with a sharp light, even brighter than ever before, like a drawn blade.

Both his and Dongfang Yao's parents were members of the Spirit Hall; his father was a Soul Master and his mother was a Great Soul Master.

They were neither faculty members nor Templar Knights.

They guard the entrance to the Soul Hunter Forest year-round, and occasionally patrol outside the city.

Otherwise, the couple wouldn't have found the mirror.

But this couple mysteriously disappeared a year ago.

The news was relayed by a neighbor; it only said that the spirit beasts kept in the Soul Hunting Forest had suddenly rioted and were gathering to attack the defense line.

How can it be?

Soul beasts imprisoned in the Soul Hunting Forest are only ten or a hundred years old; those that are a thousand years old are extremely rare.

Without even developing intelligence, how can they talk about gathering and breaking through?

Such rhetoric is clearly an attempt to deceive the siblings as if they were ignorant children!

He continued to question his neighbors and went to the Spirit Hall to inquire.

The answer I received was still the same set of excuses.