Chapter 137. Reality is not a fairy tale.
"What is this?" The soldier and the slave trader both tried to pull themselves free from the vines, but they found the resilient vines were beyond their power.
The vines crawled up the soldier's hand, along the slave trader's legs, and all over their bodies.
"What is this? Damn it! Stop!"
As the slave trader struggled, the child fell.
Then, the three of them were covered in thorns. When the vines dispersed, withered bones fell from the vines.
The mother paid no attention to them, but reached out to remove the sack and free the child.
The moment the sack was removed, Hua Qiang saw the child's tender face, his eyes filled with hatred. A smelly rag was stuffed in his mouth, and his hands were tied behind his back.
"Jiaping, my child, I'm going to lose you," the mother cried, holding the child.
"Mom." The moment she saw her mother, the hatred in the child's eyes faded.
After a long time, the mother and son finally realized that there was another person next to them, a person who killed the slave trader and two soldiers.
They looked around and there seemed to be only one woman around, Hua Qiang. Hua Qiang had the characteristics of the rose that appeared before, and the mother subconsciously believed that she was the one who saved her son. "
The two hurriedly came to Hua Qiang and said, "Thank you for your rescue, benefactor."
Hua Qiang hurriedly said, "No need to thank me, I just did a casual thing."
"That's our benefactor too." The mother said, "Although the house is small, if you don't mind, please allow me to treat you well."
Hua Qiang couldn't refuse the kindness, so she went to the mother's house. Their house was poor and simple, but it was very clean.
"Where is your man? " Hua Qiang asked.
A trace of sadness flashed in the mother's eyes. When Jiaping heard the word "father", hatred flashed in his eyes.
"Father was forcibly conscripted into the army by the Xingluo Empire two years ago. When he came back a year ago, he was already..."
At this point, his eyes were filled with tears.
"I'm sorry, I asked an inappropriate question.
"It's okay, it's okay." The mother said quickly.
Hua Qiang looked at the child and asked curiously: "He is your son, how old is he this year?"
The mother said: "Jiaping is six years old this year."
"Six years old, then he can awaken his martial soul." Hua Qiang said: "But why can't I feel the martial soul in him?"
"Respected Soul Master, you don't know that the place we live in is a military-controlled area of the Xingluo Empire. All aspects of life are under the control of the Xingluo Empire army, even the awakening of martial souls." The mother said: "Although it doesn't cost money to awaken martial souls at the Spirit Hall, we need to pay a customs fee to the Xingluo Empire to go to the Spirit Hall and awaken our martial souls."
"It's actually possible," Hua Qiang exclaimed in surprise. But upon closer examination, it made sense from the perspective of the Star Luo rulers. If the Spirit Hall were to allow the Astaka people to awaken their spirits, even a single Astaka with innate spirit power above level seven, who became a Soul Sage or Soul Douluo, would cause considerable trouble for the Star Luo Empire.
Since I dare not antagonize the Spirit Hall, I will simply control my people, preventing them from traveling to the Spirit Hall to awaken their spirits.
Of course, some cities simply colluded with the Spirit Hall and the Star Luo Empire to deny the Astaka people the opportunity to awaken their spirits.
Jiaping said resentfully: "Those damn Xingluo people know that we in Astaka resent them, so they are afraid that a super soul master genius will awaken in our Astaka region and lead us to resist the rule of the Xingluo Empire, so they want to kill the possibility of us becoming soul masters from the source."
Hua Qiang suddenly became interested. In the Astaka region, they must hate the people of the Xingluo Empire. If these people awaken their martial souls and train them to become soul masters, then thinking of this, Hua Qiang said: "How about this, I also know how to awaken martial souls, so why not let me help you awaken your martial soul?"
"Really?" Jiaping's eyes lit up and asked, "Is it okay, big sister?"
"Of course, by the way, Jiaping, what are your parents' martial souls?" Hua Qiang asked.
Jiaping shook his head and said, "My father and mother have never awakened their martial souls."
"Is that so."
Hua Qiang felt that knowing the result of a martial soul awakening in advance might not be a good thing. When you know that the martial souls of this child's parents are both blue silver grass, you know what martial soul he will awaken in the future just by counting on your toes.
Hua Qiang took out the crystal stone, arranged it, and said, "Okay, you can go in."
"No, I want to make a wish first." Jiaping clasped his hands together and said, "I want to awaken a powerful martial soul, preferably with innate full soul power so that I can become a Titled Douluo-level powerhouse. I will lead our Asdaka people to defeat the people of the Star Luo Empire, drive them out of our homeland, and gain our independence."
"It's a very ambitious wish. I hope your wish comes true." Hua Qiang remembered when she was in Shrek Academy and read many fairy tales. At the beginning of many stories, a poor boy awakened a powerful martial soul. In the course of his adventure, his identity was revealed: a prince whose country was stolen by a treacherous minister. He used his family martial soul to cultivate to the strength of a Titled Douluo, led a group of troops loyal to the royal family, defeated the treacherous minister, restored the country and became the new king of this country, completing a heart-wrenching prince's revenge. She used to like this kind of fairy tale.
If Jiaping could truly awaken a powerful martial spirit, then he must be related to the Asdaka royal family, or perhaps a child lost outside a certain sect.
Of course, that was unlikely.
Hua Qiang didn't think any further, but instead set up the awakening array and said to Jiaping, "You can come in."
"Yes." Jiaping entered the awakening array with great anticipation. Hua Qiang injected soul power into him, and soon, Jiaping's martial spirit awakened.
A shovel?
Jiaping opened his eyes and looked at the shovel with some disappointment. Hua Qiang said, "Let's see your innate soul power first."
"Yes." Jiaping nodded and reached out to press on the crystal ball. The crystal ball only emitted a subtle ray of light.
Jiaping, martial spirit: spatula, innate soul power: 0.1.
Seeing this scene, Hua Qiang couldn't help but laugh at herself. As expected, reality is not a fairy tale after all. Jiaping is just an ordinary civilian.
Child, let me tell you, you are actually a prince. This sentence probably only exists in fairy tales.
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