On the Jiuxiao Continent, martial arts are revered. Even weak martial artists possess strength capable of lifting thousands, if not tens of thousands, of pounds, capable of shattering rocks and stone tablets. The stronger warriors can sever rivers and cleave mountains, and those who achieve the title of Martial Emperor can traverse the heavens and roam the vast emptiness.

Martial arts determine one’s fate and life or death. The weak are oppressed and bullied, while the strong gaze down upon the world.

Martial Souls are innate gifts for all people born on Jiuxiao Continent. They are the soul of a martial artist. A person’s martial arts achievement is deeply connected to their Martial Soul.

There are countless types of Martial Souls, such as Natural Martial Souls like fire, ice, wind, and lightning; Weapon Martial Souls, such as swords, spears, knives, and halberds; Beast Martial Souls, such as White Tigers, Wild Rhinos, Violent Apes, Dragons, and Serpents; and many powerful exotic Martial Souls, such as Berserk Martial Souls or Immortal Martial Souls. Martial Souls can evolve and become stronger as their owner’s power grows.

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In Yangzhou City, inside the Lin family mansion, Lin Feng opened his eyes and stared at the room in front of him. The room had an antique, fragrant atmosphere—strange yet familiar. He smiled bitterly with a hint of helplessness.

"Guess I’m lucky to survive after all!" Lin Feng thought to himself, and his bitter smile quickly disappeared, replaced by a faint, wry grin.

Yes, Lin Feng had transmigrated. Originally, he was a senior university student from Jiangnan City in the Huaxia country on Earth. After a car accident, he found himself transported to Jiuxiao Continent, inhabiting the body of a person with the same name, a member of the Lin family.

Lin Feng was a little frustrated, but not because of his transmigration. On Earth, he was an orphan, raised by his grandfather. When Lin Feng received his university admission notice, his grandfather, who had worn himself out from years of hard work, passed away peacefully, leaving him a sum of money, enough for him to finish university. His grandfather had held on to life just to leave him this inheritance.

Lin Feng had always been diligent. He worked part-time and earned the highest scholarships every year, hoping to change his fate with his own efforts and fulfill his grandfather’s last wish. However, as time passed, he realized that in an era where connections mattered more than effort, hard work alone wasn’t enough to succeed.

During his internship in his senior year, at a company banquet, a rich heir got one of Lin Feng’s female classmates drunk. The rest of the company turned a blind eye. Lin Feng, aware of what was about to happen, tried to stop it. The result was that all of his hard work for four years went to waste. He was expelled from school on charges of sexual harassment, with solid evidence because the female classmate had directly accused him.

The worst part was that Lin Feng got dragged into a lawsuit. The girl and the rich heir sued him together, and with all the evidence against him, there was no hope of winning. With no money or power, Lin Feng’s life was essentially ruined. He would spend ten or more years in prison, his life derailed forever.

When he saw the rich heir and the girl happily embracing each other in an Audi, Lin Feng stole a car and, with a smile on his face, drove toward them, remembering their fearful and filthy expressions. The corruption of the world was all too apparent.

In his previous life, Lin Feng had no attachments left, so he didn’t feel depressed about his transmigration. What frustrated him was that he had transmigrated into the body of a good-for-nothing young master with a useless Martial Soul.

This Lin Feng, who shared the same name, had once been an outer disciple of the Yunhai Sect. However, he was mercilessly beaten and bullied by his cousin, eventually kicked out of the sect, nearly dying in the process. That was how Lin Feng was able to take over this body.

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“Since I’ve been given a second chance, I will never let this tragedy repeat.” Lying in bed, Lin Feng clenched his fists and spoke to the remaining fragments of the previous Lin Feng’s soul, "Don’t worry, from now on, you are me, and I am you. I’ll never let myself be bullied again."

Having fused with the majority of the previous Lin Feng's soul, Lin Feng now fully understood the world he had entered. This was a world where the strong ruled supreme. As long as you were strong enough, even the highest authorities, such as the Emperor, would bow down before you.

To become a martial artist, one not only needs exceptional talent but also a powerful heart and indomitable will. The previous Lin Feng had been somewhat cowardly, but Lin Feng, having experienced suffering, death, and now having two lives' worth of willpower, was far stronger in spirit.

It seemed that the remnants of the original Lin Feng’s soul finally dissipated, and the two souls perfectly merged.

"Boom!" At the moment of soul fusion, Lin Feng felt his soul tremble violently, causing him to faint.

He didn’t know how long it had been, but when he regained consciousness, his brows furrowed slightly as he carefully felt the lingering disturbance in his soul.

Sitting up, Lin Feng’s mind stirred, and immediately a strange aura spread throughout the space. He felt as though he was surrounded by a dark, misty shadow.

“Have you heard? Lin Feng, that waste, still hasn’t woken up. He’s probably dead by now.”

“Heh, a piece of trash like him would be better off dead, it’s embarrassing for the Lin family.”

The voices of two people reached Lin Feng’s ears from a distance. However, Lin Feng didn’t feel anger but instead displayed a peculiar expression. These voices, though coming from far away, were as clear as if they were right next to him. Not only that, he realized that he could hear every movement within several hundred meters as if nothing could escape his ears.

Moreover, his vision had improved significantly, and his mind seemed sharper. Many things he hadn’t understood about martial arts suddenly became clear to him.

With another thought, a small snake-like shadow appeared behind him, coiled tightly. This was the Martial Soul that people had mocked him for—the useless Martial Soul that no one could identify.

“Two Martial Souls!”

At this moment, Lin Feng didn’t feel disappointed about having a small snake Martial Soul. Instead, his face lit up with a radiant smile. Indeed, the black shadow behind him was a Martial Soul, a newly awakened one. Though he didn’t know what kind of Martial Soul it was yet, with the snake Martial Soul already present, it meant that he now possessed two Martial Souls.

“Let’s call you the Dark Martial Soul for now,” Lin Feng smiled slightly. He suspected that having two Martial Souls was due to the fusion of his soul. After all, his soul now contained the memories of two people, making the existence of two Martial Souls not so strange. As for the power of the Dark Martial Soul, it seemed to enhance his physical abilities.

Closing his eyes, Lin Feng began to meditate and cultivate. Immediately, the natural energies of the world flowed into his body, strengthening his flesh and nourishing his Martial Souls.

Two hours later, Lin Feng stopped his cultivation, exhaling a cloud of white, murky air, feeling utterly refreshed, even the soreness in his body had disappeared.

"This is the cultivation of a martial artist. It’s truly amazing." Lin Feng looked at his clenched fists, feeling the immense strength coursing through them as they cracked and popped with power.

His cultivation speed seemed to have increased dramatically. He walked out of his room, entering a vast courtyard filled with wooden posts and giant stone pillars, all set up for his training.

Approaching a stone pillar, Lin Feng activated his martial technique, the Nine Wave Fist, and immediately, a powerful wind arose with his punches, cutting through the air like crashing waves.

“Ha!”

With a loud shout, Lin Feng shifted his stance, tightened his core, and threw a powerful punch like a falling star, smashing into the stone pillar. A thunderous roar erupted, and the pillar disintegrated into a pile of dust.

Not only that, the shockwave of the punch continued forward, causing another stone pillar to explode into fragments two meters away.

"This should be more than six thousand pounds of force," Lin Feng said with satisfaction. His strength had returned to its peak, and with the improvement of his technique, his Nine Wave Fist had broken through to the sixth wave, enabling him to deliver six thousand pounds of power at his current level, the Fifth Stage of Qi Martial Realm.

"It looks like the Dark Martial Soul not only enhances my vision and hearing but also increases my training speed and comprehension." Lin Feng smiled slightly. In the past, he had been mocked as a waste because his cultivation had been slow, and his comprehension of martial techniques was poor. While others his age had reached the Sixth Stage of Qi Martial Realm, he had only managed to reach the Fifth Stage. His understanding of martial arts was also lacking, and he had been stuck on the Fifth Wave of the Nine Wave Fist for years.

Now, with the birth of the Dark Martial Soul, it seemed that those worries were no longer an issue.

The Martial Soul that could improve all aspects of his martial abilities—this Dark Martial Soul wasn’t an ordinary one.