"The Martial Spirit Awakening: Unveiling Hidden Strength"

The night was deep, and silence filled the sky as the stars slowly brightened. On a hillside, a child of about 6 or 7 years old stood in a peculiar posture. He raised his feet, with toes touching the ground and heels lifted. His hands were raised high above his head, slightly leaning back. The spiritual energy of the world wrapped around his body, continuously circulating.

The moonlight shone brightly, covering the child's body. He maintained this posture, breathing continuously as the spiritual energy entered his body through his breath, flowing through his meridians.

Time passed slowly through the night. When the moonlight faded and the first rays of sunlight touched the child's body, he slowly lowered his raised palms. As his eyes opened, two fierce and determined gleams flashed in his profound gaze.

Huang Xiaolong exhaled a breath of air and stared at the rising sun. He had been in this world for seven years, ever since he was born. He had been practicing the "Body Metamorphose Scripture" since the age of three, and now, after four years of practice, he had reached the third stage of the scripture, where he could hold the fontanelle.

In his previous life, his ancestor was an Inner Sect Disciple of the Shaolin Temple, and this "Body Metamorphose Scripture" was passed down through his ancestor. But now, in this new world, Huang Xiaolong couldn't understand why he had suddenly awakened in this body.

Moreover, what frustrated him even more was that he had taken over the body of a little kid. Huang Xiaolong looked at his tiny arm and sighed. In his previous life, he was seventeen years old and had trained hard for fourteen years to reach the ninth stage of the "Body Metamorphose Scripture." He never expected that he would have to start from scratch again.

At that moment, he heard the sound of tiny footsteps approaching. The sound came from the hillside, and Huang Xiaolong didn't need to turn his head to know who it was. A sweet voice rang out, "Big Brother, I know you're watching the sunrise here. Father and Mother are looking for you."

Huang Xiaolong turned his gaze and saw a 5 or 6-year-old girl with two long braids coming from the hillside. It was his younger sister, Huang Min.

In addition to Huang Min, Huang Xiaolong also had a younger brother named Huang Xiaohai, who was three years old.

"Father and Mother are looking for me?" Huang Xiaolong asked. "What's the matter?"

"I don't know," Huang Min pouted in a childish voice. "Big Brother, let's go back quickly. If we're late, Father and Mother will spank your butt!"

Huang Xiaolong smiled and pinched his sister's adorable cheek. He said with a smile, "Alright, let's go."

Huang Min rubbed her cheek that had been pinched by Huang Xiaolong and pouted, saying, "Big Brother, you're so mean! I told you not to pinch my cheek anymore."

However, as soon as Huang Min finished speaking, her cheek was once again pinched by Huang Xiaolong. After pinching her cheek, he ran away with a smile, and Huang Min chased after him, screaming in her baby voice.

"Big Brother, stop!"

And so, the siblings chased each other down the hillside, running back to Huang Family Manor at the foot of the hill.

In his previous life, Huang Xiaolong, although a seventeen-year-old young man, would sometimes display childlike innocence when he was with his younger sister Huang Min.

Soon, the siblings returned to Huang Family Manor. When they arrived, Huang Xiaolong headed towards the east side of the palace, where his parents were waiting. In the palace, he saw his father Huang Peng and mother Su Yan.

"Father, Mother, did you call for me?" Huang Xiaolong entered the palace and asked.

Huang Peng furrowed his brows and asked, "Where did you go so early in the morning?"

"Alright, don't scare the child," Su Yan interjected with a smile. "Long'er, you're seven years old now, and in about a week, your Martial Spirit will awaken. We'll take you to the Martial Hall to stimulate the awakening of your Martial Spirit."

Martial Spirit Awakening? Huang Xiaolong was taken aback. In this world, every person had a Martial Spirit within them. The strength of a warrior was closely related to the quality of their Martial Spirit. Martial Spirits could be classified into low-level, middle-level, high-level, and even Level 10. Only those with Martial Spirits could absorb the spiritual energy of the world and become warriors.

Naturally, there were also people who had no Martial Spirit or possessed a useless Martial Spirit that couldn't be cultivated, rendering them completely powerless.

"Martial Spirit," Huang Xiaolong's eyes sparkled. He was eager to find out if he had a Martial Spirit within him and what kind of Martial Spirit it was.

Thus, under the guidance of Huang Peng and Su Yan, Huang Xiaolong arrived at the Martial Hall of Huang Family Manor. Many people had gathered there for the Martial Spirit Awakening, including other disciples of Huang Family Manor.

In the center of the Martial Hall stood a middle-aged man with a dignified appearance. His square features and thick eyebrows exuded an imposing aura, imposing an invisible pressure on those around him. This man was Huang Xiaolong's uncle, Huang Ming, who held authority over the punishment and law enforcement in Huang Family Manor. Huang Ming's expression was always stern, and Huang Peng knew better than to be surprised by his brother's temperament.

Huang Xiaolong and the others had not been there for long when a hearty laughter came from outside the hall. Everyone turned their gaze towards the entrance and saw an old man with a benevolent smile accompanied by a tall, elderly man. The old man was Huang Qide, Huang Xiaolong's grandfather and the Village Lord of Huang Family Manor. Forty years ago, Huang Qide had founded Huang Family Manor.

"Old Manor Lord!" All the disciples in the Martial Hall saluted respectfully as Huang Qide entered.

Huang Ming, Huang Peng, and Su Yan hurriedly stepped forward and greeted their father.

Huang Xiaolong and Huang Wei, the second son of Huang Ming, also stepped forward and called out, "Grandfather."

A smile appeared on Huang Qide's face as he nodded at Huang Ming and the others. Then, he addressed all the disciples in the hall with a smile, "No need to be too formal. I'm just here to have a look today." Normally, Huang Qide wouldn't attend the Martial Spirit Awakening ceremony, but this year was different because of Huang Xiaolong and Huang Wei. Huang Qide had specially come out of seclusion for this occasion.

Huang Qide walked to the center of the hall and glanced at everyone present before his gaze fell on a grey-robed old man standing nearby. He smiled and said, "Since everyone is here, let's begin."

"Yes, Village Lord," the grey-robed old man respectfully replied and stepped onto the center stage.

The old man was Chen Ying, the Chief Steward of Huang Family Manor. Huang Xiaolong remembered his father mentioning that Chen Ying had been with his grandfather for the longest time. Chen Ying had been by Huang Qide's side even before Huang Family Manor was established.

Chen Ying reached the center stage, and a terrifying aura emanated from him as surges of energy rippled through his body. Huang Xiaolong's eyes sparkled. Was this the battle qi strength of a Ninth Order expert? It was incredibly powerful, even more so than his own strength when he had practiced the "Body Metamorphose Scripture" in his previous life.

With the infusion of Chen Ying's battle qi, a hexagonal pattern at the center of the hall suddenly emitted a radiant glow. The light beams rose, forming a pattern in the air.

"Huang Wei, it's your turn," Huang Qide said, looking at his grandson.

"Yes, Grandfather," Huang Wei replied and walked towards the hexagonal pattern. He entered one of the light beams, capturing the attention of everyone in the hall. Huang Ming, who usually appeared emotionless, was also visibly nervous.

As Huang Wei stood within the light beam, black rays of light suddenly enveloped him. A phantom of a black tiger with three eyes emerged behind him. Accompanied by the appearance of the black tiger phantom, a roaring sound reverberated through the hall, causing it to tremble.

Everyone was shocked by the scene unfolding before them.

Huang Qide's eyes lit up as he looked at the black tiger phantom behind his grandson. He exclaimed with delight, "This is a Level 10 Martial Spirit, the Three Eyes Black Tiger!"

Chief Steward Chen Ying also exclaimed, his voice trembling, "Level 10 Martial Spirit! It's a top-level Martial Spirit among high-level Martial Spirits! Huang Wei's Martial Spirit is the Three Eyes Black Tiger!"