Douluo: I am the True Master

At this moment, Ye Wen asked, "Grandpa, how do you know that my soul power isn't just at the innate fourth level?"

At this time, Ye Buyi was in an exceptionally cheerful mood, a smug expression on his face as he slowly began to explain.

"Little Wen, though you'll learn this later, I'll tell you now. On the Douluo Continent, there are roughly seven mainstream elements and various other rare ones.

These seven elements are divided into the upper three and lower four. The upper three are Light, Darkness, and Space. If a martial soul possesses any of these three elemental attributes, it's considered a high-level martial soul. Though the books I read before didn't clearly state how much innate soul power a martial soul has, there is a saying that the innate soul power attached is extremely high. Innate soul power at level four is only average, so yours must be at least level five or higher."

As Ye Buyi spoke about levels above five, his expression grew even more joyful. Clearly, he had high hopes for Ye Wen's future, believing he would become someone extraordinary. Moreover, a martial soul with spatial properties, if developed well, could still be highly sought-after on the continent even without offensive capabilities.

Though Ye Buyi was happy, Ye Wen felt troubled and said,

"But Grandpa, while my innate soul power is high, I can't use this ancestral meditation method. After all, my martial soul has mutated, so it must differ from your Willpower Headband cultivation method. How should I train now?"

Ye Buyi dismissed Ye Wen's concerns and cheerfully replied,

"It's alright, it's alright. These meditation methods are fundamentally similar—visualizing one's martial soul and continuously refining and transforming it with condensed soul power.

This meditation method passed down by our family is essentially a summary of our ancestors' experiences and techniques. So even if your martial soul has mutated, it won't make much difference. The most crucial part of this method is its record of the soul power channels within the body, painstakingly summarized by our ancestors through blood and tears. I've heard that some major forces have more complete maps of soul power meridians, but unfortunately, they never share them with us commoners. Alas."

Then Ye Buyi began teaching Ye Wen how to meditate. Ye Wen also noticed the records about soul power channels in the meditation method and was surprised.

"Though it seems somewhat incomplete, the main structure resembles the rudimentary meridian theory in Chinese medicine."

As Ye Wen delved deeper, he realized that these soul power channels were essentially what were called meridians. These meridians determined the total amount of soul power in a soul master's body, while the martial soul itself dictated the soul master's cultivation direction and strength baseline.

Under Ye Buyi's guidance, Ye Wen also learned how to conceal his soul seal. Though Ye Buyi wasn't particularly strong, years of experience taught Ye Wen that a soul master's battle was essentially an intelligence battle. Once you thoroughly understood the opponent's information, you could exploit their weaknesses. Therefore, don't recklessly expose your own information, as knowledgeable individuals could easily deduce a soul master's weaknesses from their soul seal.

For example, if the enemy is of the fire-attribute, use water-attribute to counteract, and vice versa. Additionally, the type of enemy martial soul could reveal their strengths, allowing you to counterbalance them.

Moreover, Ye Wen didn't tell Ye Buyi about his twin martial souls. On one hand, he worried the elder couldn't handle the surprise, and on the other, he didn't want to worry him. After all, there were no successful examples of twin martial soul cultivation on the continent yet, and being so young, Ye Buyi might fear he'd engage in reckless acts like hunting for the second martial soul's soul ring to boost his strength.

In the months leading up to the start of school, Ye Wen meditated constantly. He clearly felt the transformation of his martial soul, but his soul power quality remained at level ten. However, Ye Wen didn't mention this to Ye Buyi, mainly because he feared the old man couldn't handle the shock. Living with hope like this might allow him to live longer.

With continuous practice, Ye Wen also found that memories of his past life, which he had gradually forgotten, began to resurface clearly in his mind. This left him with mixed feelings, perhaps compensation for not having a cheat ability after time-traveling.

During this period, Ye Buyi handed over a plain ring and a bag of gold coins to Ye Wen, saying, "Little Wen, watching you grow up, I know you're an exceptionally intelligent child. You like to think, read books, and follow me into the city to understand the world.

I've seen it all, so from now on, these two items will be entrusted to you. They are the last remnants of our family's heritage.

This ring is a low-level soul-guiding device with one cubic meter of storage capacity, and this bag contains 700 gold soul coins, saved from your father's and my soul master allowances over the years.

But remember, wealth shouldn't be flaunted. Hide these two items well and conceal the spatial properties of your spirit. The spirit knowledge I, an old man, know is also known by your teachers at school. It's already difficult for us commoner soul masters to have talent; never get involved in unnecessary conflicts between high-level soul masters and nobles. Your task is to continuously improve your spirit power, hunt for spirit rings, and restore our ancestors' glory.

Grandpa will always watch over you from Holy Spirit Village. Work hard, my child."

With the opening of Notting Junior College, Ye Buyi sent Ye Wen to school. Unlike in the original story, there was no trouble with the gatekeepers. Everything was ordinary.

Despite their wealth, Ye Wen still entered the college as a work-study student and lived in the criticized co-ed dormitory.

Though there was no trouble from the gatekeepers or the so-called master's apprenticeship, it seemed that unspoken rules among work-study students had existed for decades. A sturdy little fat boy blocked Ye Wen's path into the dormitory and said arrogantly.

"New working student?"

Ye Wen calmly replied, "What can I do for you?"

After all, the boy was just a kid and seemed intimidated by Ye Wen's attitude. He could only retract his earlier bravado and awkwardly said,

"Because we're all working students, we're easily targeted by those nobles, so we need to unite. Unity requires a leader, and I'm currently the boss of this dormitory. Now, you must accept my challenge. If you win, you'll become the boss. If you refuse, you'll be my little brother and have to do whatever I tell you."

Although Ye Wen had anticipated this situation long ago, he still pretended to think deeply and said, "I see. If you want to fight, let's fight. But this place is too narrow. Let's go outside to fight. Otherwise, if the bed gets broken, we'll have to compensate the school."

In an instant, the large dormitory emptied out as everyone moved to the small playground outside.

"My name is Chen Pi, my martial soul is Lone Wolf, and I'm a fourth-level soul warrior," the fat boy Chen Pi declared arrogantly.

In contrast, Ye Wen appeared very calm. He took up a starting stance of Xingyiquan and said, "Ye Wen, martial soul Black Cloth, level five soul warrior. Please instruct me."

"You didn't even summon your martial soul. Are you looking down on me? You're looking for death!"

Chen Pi roared and charged forward. Although short in stature, his bulky figure immediately made those around him feel a sense of dread.

Ye Wen simply stood there, seemingly frozen in fear. But others didn't realize that Ye Wen felt no emotional disturbance as Chen Pi recklessly rushed toward him.

Though Ye Wen had been a medical student in his previous life, it didn't mean he was ignorant of martial arts. On the contrary, his university mentor was a master of martial arts who often taught Ye Wen and other young people traditional practices like Wuqinxi and Xingyiquan. The mentor claimed that the "flowers of the motherland" shouldn't be delicate—they needed to be strong and healthy.

Though Five Animals Frolic and Xingyiquan sounded like fitness-oriented martial arts, Ye Wen knew they contained lethal techniques—depending on who wielded them.

Since he lacked the inner cultivation methods like Tang San, young Ye Wen practiced Five Animals Frolic in his spare time to boost his innate soul power. Though he didn't feel any so-called soul power, it undoubtedly strengthened his body. However, this physical strengthening differed from the overly muscle-bound physiques seen in the West—it gave Ye Wen a more streamlined, functional build.

As the saying goes, "Late to start, but fast to act." Chenpi had already closed the distance to within three steps of Ye Wen.

Without uttering a word, Chenpi raised his sharp claws, intending to slam Ye Wen to the ground.

But in an instant, Ye Wen's eyes turned fierce, like a hungry tiger glaring at Chenpi, invisibly forming an imposing aura.

However, before anyone else could sense it, Ye Wen suddenly lunged forward. He modified the Black Tiger Steals Heart palm strike into a regular palm strike to reduce its force, directly hitting Chenpi's chest and sending him flying, rolling on the ground.

Even without using soul power or the standard Black Tiger Steals Heart technique, this single palm strike left a six-year-old child screaming in pain on the ground, unable to get up for a long time.

Instantly, everyone present fell silent.

"Now, I am the boss. If anyone has any objections, step forward," Ye Wen declared with a fierce look in his eyes.

Everyone was frightened into silence and quickly retreated. After all, they were still children, and a show of force was enough to scare them.

Then Ye Wen looked at Chenpi, who had been lying on the ground for a while, and said, "Do you yield? If not, I can give you another chance to challenge me. If you yield, you are not allowed to disobey me in the future."

At this moment, Chenpi, looking at Ye Wen with clear fear in his eyes, dared not resist and quickly nodded.

"I yield, I yield. From now on, you will be the boss of our Dormitory Three."

Seeing this new subordinate so obedient, Ye Wen showed a satisfied expression. He then entered the dormitory, chose a bed by the window, and began arranging his belongings.

At this moment, a pleasant voice came from behind: "Excuse me, is this Dormitory Three?"

Ye Wen instinctively turned his head and couldn't help but stare. Standing at the door was a little girl who looked like a porcelain doll. She had long, soft blue hair resembling silver grass. Even though she hadn't fully matured, she was already a rare beauty. Most importantly, her temperament radiated a quiet and gentle kindness.

Chenpi, the former boss and now top subordinate, started showing off again.

"You're also a new part-time student, right? This is Dormitory Three. I'm second-in-command here—you can call me Second Brother."

"Hello, my name is Ah Yin. Can I come in?" Ah Yin said with a smile.

The slightly clumsy Chenpi realized he was blocking the doorway and quickly stepped aside, saying,

"Oh, come in."

Ye Wen, who had been silent as the dormitory boss until now, was deep in thought. Reflecting on the Douluo series, the name "Ah Yin" stood out as unique, especially when paired with her innate, distinctive temperament. If her martial soul truly was Blue Silver Grass, then it was likely that he had encountered the protagonist's mother ahead of time—a significant complication.

Watching Ah Yin place her bag on the bed next to his, Ye Wen's resolve hardened at that moment. Whether motivated by public interest or personal conviction, he had already traveled to the world of Douluo, and the original timeline of this world had already begun to shift dramatically. This was the so-called butterfly effect in action.

To be honest, Ye Wen had never liked the character Tang San. On the surface, Tang San appeared to be a gentleman, but beneath that facade lay a cunning and sinister individual. For instance:

- When entering the academy, Tang San wanted to kill the gatekeeper over a minor quarrel.

- When Yu Xiaogang speculated that Tang San's twin martial souls might pose a threat, Tang San considered killing him too.

- During fair and just spirit battles, Tang San sought to kill two brothers simply because they injured Xiao Wu.

Was this really the behavior of a righteous gentleman?

Moreover, witnessing the eventual downfall of the Spirit Hall and Douluo II, Ye Wen had completely lost faith in Tang San. After all, the Tang Sect itself was an assassination sect known for using treacherous hidden weapons. Expecting its members to uphold ideals of benevolence and heroism was unrealistic. As someone who grew up under the banner of revolutionary ideals, Ye Wen found this aristocratic, feudal era utterly intolerable.

At this moment, Ye Wen resolved to change the future of this world starting now. Perhaps this was the very reason he had been brought to this world.

Meanwhile, Ah Yin began her introduction with grace and confidence:

"Hello everyone, my name is Ah Yin. My martial soul is Blue Silver Grass, and my soul power is—"

"Is your martial soul Blue Silver Grass? That's unfortunate. It's rare to possess soul power, yet you've ended up with one of the lowest-tier martial souls. Based on the books I've read, your soul power likely doesn't exceed level two. But don't worry. As long as we're here, we won't let nobles bully you indiscriminately. This is the unity we commoners must maintain. If there's anything you don't understand in the future, feel free to ask me.

Do you understand? We come from humble origins, so we must unite. Otherwise, any noble could trample us without a second thought. As your boss, my first order is that we must try to act together moving forward. Though we can't defeat those so-called upperclassmen, we can intimidate some of the weaker nobles. After all, two fists can't beat four hands, and chaotic punches can fell even a master." Ye Wen suddenly interjected.

Ah Yin was stunned for a few seconds. She had only intended to give a simple self-introduction. Why had she been interrupted like this? However, after hearing Ye Wen's words, she nodded in partial understanding.

As freshmen, the roommates were now thoroughly convinced by this new boss. After all, they were all untrained peasants without any special inheritance. Suddenly encountering such a commanding figure, they naturally accepted his authority without question.

Ye Wen then used motivational speeches about diligence compensating for shortcomings to inspire everyone in the dormitory to begin their own cultivation practices.

Seeing the previously chaotic dormitory finally settle down, Ye Wen slowly approached Ah Yin.

Ah Yin, who was making her bed, glanced up at Ye Wen as he approached. A flicker of doubt crossed her face, and she tilted her head, softly asking, "What is it, Boss?"

Looking at the adorable little loli before him, Ye Wen suddenly understood why Tang Fozu in the original story was so obsessed with Xiao Wu.

From the descriptions of Xiao Wu in the original text, it wasn't hard to imagine how lively, pure, and beautiful her true form was—though her temper was admittedly difficult to handle. But as someone born into the Tang Sect, an evil sect marked by tragedy, Tang San's subconscious may have fixated on either defiling or protecting such beauty.

Ah Yin, however, represented a different kind of beauty. Though not yet fully grown, her unearthly charm carried an invisible air of nobility, coupled with her gentle demeanor. As an adult soul inhabiting this world, it was hard not to be captivated.

"No, no, little lolis are the best… No, no, gentlemen like me absolutely cannot entertain such thoughts."

Shaking off these distracting thoughts, Ye Wen became more serious and whispered into Ah Yin's ear:

"Come outside with me. I have something important to tell you."

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