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Chapter 1 - Chapter 1: One Falling Leaf Signals the Autumn of the World

The leaves tell us that autumn has come. When one leaf falls, we know that autumn has come all over the world.

In the early morning, the sky was slightly bright.

Outside the Holy Soul Village on Douluo Continent, Ye Zhiqiu was lying on a large rock with his arms and legs spread out, looking relaxed and content.

However, in his lively eyes, there was a sadness that was not appropriate for someone of his age.

All this is simply because this six-year-old body contains the soul of a 21st-century adult.

That's right, Ye Zhiqiu traveled through time.

In fact, Ye Zhiqiu refused to travel through time.

In his previous life, although Ye Zhiqiu's parents were divorced, he lived an extremely comfortable life.

Except for a few days every month when he has to be busy collecting rent from more than a dozen houses, Ye Zhiqiu is very satisfied with his life the rest of the time.

However, it seemed as if God was playing a big joke on him. He just watched Naruto and Douluo Dalu anime at home for three days and three nights, but he died suddenly.

It's only been three days and three nights. This kind of trivial matter is just a common occurrence for Ye Zhiqiu.

But sudden death happens so suddenly that it catches people off guard.

Ye Zhiqiu has spent six years in this familiar yet unfamiliar Douluo Continent.

Being used to a life of luxury, he was very uncomfortable at first.

However, after six years, he gradually got used to this simple and plain life.

After all, people adapt.

After six years of settling down, Ye Zhiqiu has become more open-minded about many things.

But there is one thing that will always cause pain in Ye Zhiqiu's heart.

In Douluo Continent, only the strong have the right to speak.

As for his parents in this life, his mother's martial spirit is a small sickle used to cut blue silver grass, and his father's martial spirit is a hoe used to plow the land.

You know, things like martial spirits are most likely hereditary.

Ye Zhiqiu didn't think he would be an exception. There was a great possibility that he would inherit his father's hoe martial spirit.

Therefore, Ye Zhiqiu felt confused and worried about his future every day.

Is he going to honestly inherit the land from his parents?

No, he is not willing to give up~!

Since he has come to such a wonderful world as Douluo Continent, Ye Zhiqiu naturally wants to live a good life.

He was unwilling to live a farming life every day.

Work at sunrise and rest at sunset. It sounds wonderful, but that is not what Ye Zhiqiu longs for.

He wanted to leave his own mark on this world.

The prerequisite for all this is that he can awaken his martial soul and possess soul power.

In Douluo Continent, only those who have awakened their martial souls and possess soul power can practice and become soul masters.

Otherwise, even if you awaken a powerful martial soul, but you have zero innate soul power, you are still not qualified to practice.

For six years, Ye Zhiqiu has also been eyeing Tang San from the same village, wanting him to teach him the Xuantian Gong.

But Tang San was too cunning. He kept his mouth shut and said that he was just an ordinary person and that being able to jump several meters far was the result of daily exercise.

Tang San was so cunning that Ye Zhiqiu had no idea where to start, and his plan to learn Xuantian Gong was aborted.

"Hey, I heard from the village chief, old man Jack, that the martial soul awakening will begin the day after tomorrow. What should I do?"

Ye Zhiqiu scratched his scalp in confusion. In the blink of an eye, his neat long black hair was messed up like a chicken coop.

When Ye Zhiqiu was burying his head in worry, a small figure suddenly jumped out from the foot of a hill in the distance.

He had short, simple black hair, a face that was childish yet steady. He was dressed in ordinary clothes, with patches occasionally visible on them, but they were clean.

After looking around, he tapped the ground with his toes and his small body flew several meters into the air.

When he was about to land, he gently used other protruding rocks to gain leverage and leaped out again.

The figure moved flexibly between the rocks, and each time he exerted force with his legs, he could leap several meters away.

The small figure soon came to Ye Zhiqiu's side and landed silently.

"Aqiu, are you sunbathing here again today?"

After returning from practicing the Purple Demon Pupil, Tang San saw Ye Zhiqiu's familiar figure at the entrance of the village as usual.

Then he said hello.

It's just that this neighbor of mine usually seems heartless, but today he seems to have something on his mind?

Ye Zhiqiu was frightened by Tang San's sudden voice and his body trembled.

The head that was originally pulled down was also raised.

After seeing that it was Tang San, Ye Zhiqiu sighed helplessly and said, "Xiao San, your ability to appear and disappear at will has improved again."

Tang San smiled embarrassedly.

"What's wrong? Are you worried today? Don't you usually seem quite relaxed?"

Ye Zhiqiu rolled his eyes. That was normal times. Now, at this turning point in his life, he was panicking.

"Xiao San, my acquired martial spirit has awakened. If I have the spirit power to cultivate, you must take me to show off and fly. I'll accept it even if I fly into a garbage dump~~~!"

Ye Zhiqiu looked at Tang San, his bright eyes filled with sincerity. He wasn't joking; he really meant it.

If you can practice, then cling to Tang San.

After hearing Ye Zhiqiu's words, Tang San was stunned. Ye Zhiqiu often blurted out words that he couldn't understand, and he had no idea where he learned them from.

However, looking at Ye Zhiqiu's sincere expression, Tang San felt embarrassed to refuse him.

"I don't know what you're talking about, but I agreed to this little thing."

Tang San responded readily.

The two are neighbors, living next door to each other. They grew up together and know each other very well. In the village, Ye Zhiqiu is Tang San's only friend.

The other kids were too childish and silly. Not only did Tang San ignore them, Ye Zhiqiu didn't want to pay attention to them either.

The two of them are equally mature, and with Ye Zhiqiu's deliberate approach, they can naturally play together, and they have a good relationship.

If Xuantian Gong was not the top secret of the Tang Clan, Tang San would have passed it on to Ye Zhiqiu several years ago.

After all, Ye Zhiqiu has been looking for him to learn kung fu for a long time.

When Ye Zhiqiu saw Tang San respond, a lovely smile appeared on his slightly childish face again.

"Then it's settled!"

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