Chapter 1: The Young Master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School
"Young master! Today is the day of your martial soul awakening ceremony, let's go quickly! The master and the two offerings have decided to personally conduct the awakening ceremony for you."
A cute girl with a sweet face and a bun hairstyle was knocking on the door of a luxurious room. The girl was about ten years old. After knocking for a while and hearing no response, she frowned.
"Young master! You're going to be late, get up!"
"I know, I know, I'll be right there! Anyway, it's just a ceremony for me. If I don't go, they won't cancel it."
The girl heard the lazy response from behind the door and smiled happily. She opened the door and walked in.
A young boy of about six years old, with short chestnut hair, came into view.
The boy was rubbing his eyes and yawning while looking at the girl.
Seeing that the boy was still lying on the bed, the girl puffed up her cheeks.
"Young master! You don't care, but if you're late, it will be me who gets scolded."
"Okay, okay, Ning Tao, I'm getting up now, really, you're so noisy."
The boy got up helplessly, muttering under his breath.
After a while, the neatly dressed and clean little boy, looking quite handsome, along with his maid Ning Tao, headed towards the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's council hall.
Yes, this was indeed one of the Three Schools on the Douluo Continent, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. The boy's name was Ning Bei, the youngest son of the current sect master Ning Fengzhi. He was the precious gem of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.
Ning Bei had an older brother, Ning Fan, who was 12 years old. This character was not mentioned in the original work, and Ning Rongrong, who would later be part of the protagonist group, was not born yet.
In his previous life, Ning Bei was an LV.5 level ordinary person on Blue Star. After getting drunk with his friends, he was brought to Douluo Continent by a drunken garbage truck driver, completely painlessly.
When Ning Bei first arrived on the Douluo Continent, he was turned into a baby, which was quite awkward for him. After all, he had the soul of a 30-year-old, and when being fed milk by a young mother who was about the same age as him, he felt a deep sense of embarrassment.
As he grew older, Ning Bei slowly got used to living through his childhood again.
In his previous life, he was an orphan, so this time he was able to truly experience the joy of having a family.
Also, the joys of being in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School—do you know what that means? It's basically like being born in Rome.
At least, before Ning Bei reached adulthood, he would live a life free of worries about food and clothing.
As they walked towards the council hall, Ning Bei admired the luxurious buildings paved with expensive seven-colored bricks. The entire sect flaunted its wealth without any subtlety, as though they feared others wouldn't know how rich the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School was.
By the time they reached the council hall, five people were already waiting inside: Ning Bei's adoptive parents, his older brother Ning Fan, and the two titled Douluo, Sword and Bone.
The two titled Douluo, Chen Xin and Gu Rong, had high status in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. They had been guarding the sect for decades, and it was thanks to their presence that the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School held its place as one of the top three schools.
Now both were about 70 years old, with soul power levels of 95 and 94, respectively. They still had a ways to go to reach the strength they would have in the original work.
The beautiful woman sitting next to Ning Fengzhi saw Ning Bei enter and happily waved him over.
Ning Bei politely greeted his father, brother, and the two offerings before walking over to the beautiful woman.
"Good morning, Mother."
The woman smiled and pulled him onto her lap. Ning Bei lazily leaned against her firm, attractive body. Since his birth, this had been his special seat. He wasn't sure, though, if he would still have this privilege after Ning Rongrong was born.
"You lazy little monkey, it's already almost noon. We've all been waiting for you, how can you still have the nerve to sleep this late?"
Ning Bei's face showed a slight embarrassment.
"Mother, I'm at the age where I'm growing. If I don't get enough sleep, it'll affect my height. If my height is affected, it'll also affect my future son's height..."
"Alright, alright! You're so young but can talk so much."
Ning Fengzhi, who was sitting beside them, helplessly interrupted Ning Bei. If he let him keep talking, the awakening ceremony might have to be postponed until tomorrow.
"Quickly stand in the center. Your brother is going to help you awaken your martial soul. Try to awaken a good martial soul to make your mother happy."
Ning Bei, who was interrupted, muttered in displeasure under his breath:
"It's probably going to be either the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Tower or the Fire Bow, or maybe even some flower... If I awaken something else, you'll definitely do something extreme."
The Fire Bow was Ning Bei's mother's martial soul. According to some theories, a person's martial soul would be inherited from one of their parents' martial souls, though in rare cases, a mutation could occur.
Hearing his son's muttering, Ning Fengzhi frowned:
"What are you talking about?"
"I didn't say anything, hurry up!"
Gu Rong, standing nearby, looked at Ning Bei with a kind smile, though his thin, dry face twisted into a smile that looked a bit terrifying:
"Bei'er has always been different, maybe he will break the shackles of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School."
Ning Bei curled his lips. Breaking the shackles so easily? It wasn't that simple.
In the original work, Ning Rongrong had a 9th-level innate soul power and still needed the help of a special herb. Ning Bei, on the other hand, didn't have any warrior-type soul. He could awaken a Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Tower, just standing behind to provide buffs for his teammates—this would be quite fine. Most importantly, Ning Bei hated pain. Warriors often got hurt and bled during soul hunting or fighting; that was a common occurrence.
Once in the center of the hall, Ning Fan approached him.
Ning Fan, who was 12 years old, had a soul power level of 25 and was going to help Ning Bei awaken his martial soul.
"Little Bei, the martial soul is extremely important for us soul masters. If things go as expected, you'll likely awaken the same Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Tower as me. Let me help you awaken your martial soul."
He placed several black stones around Ning Bei and then walked in front of him.
"Raise your right hand and try to awaken your martial soul."
Ning Bei closed his eyes upon hearing this and extended his right hand.
Ning Fan also began to pour his soul power into Ning Bei, helping him awaken his martial soul.
Ning Bei suddenly felt a warm sensation all over his body, as if something inside him was eager to burst out from his right hand.
Everyone in the hall, including the maid Ning Tao, anxiously watched Ning Bei's right hand in silence.
Half a minute later, a small tower, dark yellow all over, appeared in Ning Bei's hand.
The tower had nine layers, which made Ning Fengzhi and the others excited.
"Nine treasures... huh? What kind of tower is this?"
"Why is it yellow?"
Meanwhile, on the Dou Qi Continent, in the Central State.
Xuankongzi, Xuanyi, and Tianleizi exchanged glances.
The three leaders of the Pill Tower were in deep thought as they looked at the empty plaza before them.
"Where did my big Pill Tower go?"
Xuankongzi traced the height of the Pill Tower in the air.
"Damn it, it must be those filthy bastards from the Spirit Hall!"
The three of them seemed to hear a sharp mocking laughter in their ears.
"Hehehe..."
(END CHAPTER)
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