Five years later…
Dou Spirit Continent, Heaven Dou Empire, Lin Wei Si Province, God Soul Village.
God Soul Village, upon hearing this name, one would certainly be surprised, because this was a world of soul skills and Dou Techniques. Many people on the continent only remembered that the peak of the previous era was Title Douluo, but how many people knew that there were god level existences above Title Douluo? To actually dare to use the word 'soul' to name the village, it could be seen that this village was not ordinary. But in reality, this was just a small village with only a few hundred households in the southern part of the Linves Province. The reason why it was named Divine Soul was because there was a glorious legend passed down from generation to generation in the village. A long, long time ago, a Divine level figure with twin martial souls had appeared in this village, and the name of the village came from this.
Outside the spirit village, a large area of crops, food, vegetables, and so on were supplied to the neighboring Castine City. Castine City wasn't considered a large city in the Linweiss Province, but it was a place that everyone in the Heaven Dou Imperial Kingdom knew. Of course, most people still came for its name.
Early in the morning, the first ray of light shone on the earth. The pale golden sunlight dispelled the cold air brought by the night, and also dispelled the quiet atmosphere of God Soul Village. Smoke rose from the chimneys of every household to welcome the arrival of this new day.
On the street, a few five or six-year-old children seemed to be warming up, laughing and chasing each other. The simple clothes did not take away the innocent and lively nature of these children. It was also because of their existence that the God Soul Village welcomed the first trace of life on this day.
In a farmhouse, a child about five or six years old was sitting on a bed. It was obvious that he was gradually waking up because of the morning light. With the intervention of sunlight, we finally saw this child clearly. His skin was a healthy wheat-colored color, and his shoulder-length black hair was scattered over his shoulders. His expression was calm, and his brows emitted an extraordinary aura. Even if he was wearing extremely simple clothes at this moment, it could not hide that aura.
For a child of this age, it should be the same as other children of the same age. It was the time to play, but it did not seem very rare to him.
The little boy, who was sitting upright, slowly opened his small eyes. Two extremely weak milky white rays of light flashed and disappeared. When they looked into his eyes again, there seemed to be two white and strange flames jumping in his black pupils. When he closed his eyes and opened them again, the two strange flames had already disappeared without a trace.
The boy let out a breath of turbid air, then shook his head and muttered to himself dejectedly,""I still can't. The Defying Fire Art that my mother taught me still can't break through the first level. This was already the third time in two months that he had attempted to break through the bottleneck. Why? If he couldn't break through the first layer, he wouldn't be able to release the True Fire, let alone learn alchemy from his mother. When mother first taught me, my progress was very fast. Because of this, mother praised me many times. This 'Flame Mantra' had a total of seven layers. Why was it so difficult to break through the first layer? Is there some kind of restriction?"
The child in front of him was called Duan Wu Xie. He had been practicing the Flame Mantra for almost a year. Due to his mother's genes, he had inherited his mother's Elemental Spirit, the Ice Flame Heavenly Flame. At that time, even his mother was surprised. Because on this mainland, children basically inherited their father's martial soul, and the probability of inheriting their mother's martial soul was only one or two in ten thousand, or even one or two in a million, it was not an exaggeration. However, he was one of the lucky ones. In fact, reality seemed to be playing a huge joke on him. Not only did he inherit his mother's elemental martial soul, Iceflame Strange Fire, he also inherited his father's tool martial soul, Soul Severing Gloves.
For some reason, Duan Wuxie was not as lively and cheerful as other children. He could even be said to be taciturn. His parents gave him this name because they hoped that he would grow up to be innocent and healthy. However, they did not expect things to turn out the other way around. This made the husband and wife feel very helpless.
The children of the same age in the village also knew his habits, so they all kept a respectful distance from him. None of the children were willing to go out and play with him. He also gradually understood the meaning of his parents 'name. Although he knew that his personality was not good, he could not bring himself to play with other children. However, even though his personality was very different from other children, his love for his parents was no less, even more than other children. For some reason, he had never cried since he was born. Every time he saw his parents, he would always smile at them, making his parents deeply feel the deep attachment this son had for them.
Duan Wuxie had come to this world naked, but he had a huge fortune, which was the Twin Martial Souls his parents had given him. If the probability of inheriting his mother's martial soul was one in ten thousand, then the probability of Duan Wuxie inheriting both his parents 'spirits was one in a billion.
When he was five years old, he had already followed his parents to learn his father's Soul Severing Secrets and his mother's Reverse Secrets. Now that he was almost six years old, he had already cultivated both sets of Soul Secrets to the peak of the first layer, but he had yet to break through the first layer.
Duan Wuxie shook her head dejectedly and walked out of her bedroom.
Duan Wuxie's house was located in the southwest corner of the village. The two small mud huts were the most simple and crude in the entire village. In front of the door of the smaller house on the left, there was a rusted sign with a hammer engraved on it. In this world, a hammer was a blacksmith.
That's right, Duan Wuxie's father, Duan Tianxiao, was a blacksmith and the only blacksmith in the village.
In this world, regardless of whether it was the previous era or the current world, blacksmiths could be said to be one of the lowest occupations. For some reason, very few people in this world would buy weapons. This was because in everyone's hearts, the most effective and powerful weapon came from their own martial soul. The purpose of blacksmiths was to make simple farming tools and some ordinary knives.
As the only blacksmith in the village, Duan Wuxie's family was considered wealthy, but not rich.
As soon as he walked out of his room, Duan Wuxie could smell the fragrance of rice. It was the breakfast prepared by his mother, Yan Xuege.
Although Duan Wuxie's mother was also a Spirit Master, she lived in seclusion with her father for some unknown reason. She never displayed her martial soul and only acted as a good wife and mother at home.
There were two dishes and one soup on the table. There were not many people in this village who had such a standard of living. Therefore, Duan Wuxie was much taller and stronger than other children of the same age.
A beautiful young woman had just fetched a basin of water and placed it on the basin rack. She took a towel and soaked it in the basin. She turned to look at Duan Wuxie who had just walked out of the house and smiled politely. This young woman was Duan Wuxie's mother, Yan Xuege. At this moment, she was wearing a set of farmer's clothes, and her long hair was simply tied up behind her head. However, even so, it could not hide her peerless elegance. She looked like a water lotus, and her temperament was noble and elegant. There was also a faint hint of otherworldly feeling.
"Xie 'er, come, wipe your face and prepare to eat.”Yan Xue Ge shouted as he handed the wet towel over.
"Thank you, Mother." Duan Wuxie smiled mischievously at his mother and took the towel.
At this moment, the curtain of the outer room was lifted, and a tall, muscular figure walked in with steady steps.
The man looked to be in his thirties, but his body was unusually tall and burly. However, his attire seemed out of place with Duan Wuxie and her son.
He was wearing a tattered robe without a single patch. It was full of holes of all sizes, revealing his bronze skin underneath. His facial features, which were originally considered decent, were covered with a layer of wax yellow due to years of forging. However, his deep eyes were shining brightly, and one could vaguely see a trace of extraordinary temperament. His hair wasn't very long, and it was tied behind his head with a strip of cloth that seemed to have been torn from his robe. The word 'neither fish nor fish' was the most appropriate to describe him.
This was Duan Wuxie's father, Duan Tianxiao.
"Yo, brat, why don't you look very energetic today? Hehe…" After Duan Tianxiao finished speaking, he laughed heartily.
"No…" Duan Wuxie handed the towel back to his mother and answered weakly.
What was the happiest thing in the world? That was a harmonious family, healthy parents, and a loving child. This scene was playing out in this simple mud house.
From time to time, Yan Xue Ge would add food for Duan Wu Xie and Duan Tian Xiao, and the father and son duo enjoyed the meal. Although there wasn't much laughter, the room was clearly harmonious and warm.
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