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???: “Oh! you woke up" A melodious feminine voice ran inside his head. "Huh? Where am I? Fuck, am I dead?" ???: "You are in my divine consciousness. And no, you're not dead… yet. Whether you die or reincarnate into another world is entirely up to you. As for your next question, you can think of me as God." “Wh-What? You are God? And I can.. reincarnate?” He only saw a golden orb swirling in the darkness. ???: “Yeah...But you can only have one wish regarding your reincarnation.” Xuan Yan: “I can have only one wish?” ???: “Yeah only one! But you can’t ask for more wishes as your only wish!” “…” ???: “Oh! and also don’t act like a smartass and say I will write my wishes in the paper and consider that as my only wish.” “…” Xuan Yan: “The rules are good, but you choose the wrong opponent for the wish.” -------------------------------------------------- NO NTR! NO YURI! I don’t own any characters except my OC and some of my ‘inserted’ characters. -Handsome Mc Overpowered Mc Harem -Pictures are copied from Google. So whoever you are, let me borrow it for reference, Thank you. But if you don’t want, just let me know and I will delete it. My discord server: https://discord.gg/n3GmrJtMUS

Akkuzz_69 · Anime e quadrinhos
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Martial spirit awakening!

After a few minutes, it was finally Xuan Yan's turn.

"Xuan Yan."

When his name was called, the hall fell into silence as all eyes turned toward him. The young boy stood up gracefully and walked toward the podium.

The Bishop, watched the boy approach, and though he is used to unusual occurrences, he couldn't help but feel a sense of anticipation of what this kid is capable of.

The Bishop cleared his throat and began the ritual, extending his hand toward Xuan Yan.

Golden energy flowed from the Bishop's palm, enveloping Xuan Yan in a warm and radiant glow.

Xuan Yan closed his eyes, feeling the energy coursing through him.

Moments later, he opened his right palm.

A hush fell over the room as a magnificent weapon materialized in his hand.

It was a sword.

The hilt was golden, adorned with intricate purple patterns, and the blade itself was a deep, black with crimson lines pulsating along its surface like veins of lava.

"Oh, a weapon type martial spirit..."

Gasps echoed throughout the hall seeing the Martial spirit.

Even the Bishop stepped back, his eyes quivering in shock.

The oppressive aura radiating from the sword was suffocating.

*thud* *thud* Commoners in the hall fainted outright, and even seasoned Spirit Masters found themselves struggling to remain upright.

Xuan Yan smiled dryly seeing this chaos and before anyone could speak, a voice echoed in his mind:

[Ding! Congratulations, Host, for activating the...]

Xuan Yan mentally silenced the system, choosing to focus on the matter at hand.

He would deal with it later.

As the sword hovered in his palm, a wave of pressure rippled through the hall.

Then, without warning, Xuan Yan raised his left hand.

*woosh* Silverish light coursed through his body, and a colossal phantasm of a dragon appeared above him.

The silverish-blue dragon was majestic and awe-inspiring, its scales shimmering like molten gold.

"RAAARGHHHH!" The phantom of the dragon let out a thunderous roar, shaking the very foundation of the Spirit Hall.

The Primordial Divine Dragon!

The sheer aura of the dragon sent everyone into a state of shock.

Spirit Masters fell to their knees, unable to withstand the overwhelming presence.

The Bishop, whose martial spirit was a Mud Dragon, collapsed entirely under the crushing weight of the Primordial Divine Dragon's aura.

"Urghh..." He trembled as he knelt, his face pale and drenched in sweat.

Seeing the devastation his martial spirits caused, Xuan Yan decided to dispel them.

The oppressive atmosphere lifted, and a heavy silence filled the hall as everyone tried to recover from the overwhelming sensation.

"W-What just..."

"Powerful martial spirits..."

"Haa.. haa..."

A Bishop standing at the back finally broke the silence, his voice trembling. "T-Twin martial spirits?"

Another Bishop, a Spirit Douluo, shook his head in disbelief. "Unbelievable. Even I was suppressed. This boy..."

Guards rushed in to assist the fainted commoners, while Xuan Yan's gaze fell on his mother, who had also collapsed from the pressure.

Concern flickered in his golden eyes.

He walked forward and helped the primary Bishop to his feet. "Senior, are you alright?" Xuan Yan asked politely.

The Bishop nodded sluggishly, still shaken. "Y-Yes, thank you," he stammered, his eyes filled with fear.

Before anything more could be said, Xuan Yan sensed someone approaching.

Hm? Turning around sharply, he found himself face-to-face with a figure who had a strikingly feminine appearance despite being a man.

The man's long blonde hair and elegant demeanor were unmistakable... it was Chrysanthemum Douluo, Yue Guan.

Yue Guan looked at Xuan Yan in curiosity. "Hey there," he muttered, his voice carrying a playful tone.

"Would you like to join the Spirit Hall?"

Xuan Yan didn't answer immediately, and instead, his gaze flickered to his mother, who lay unconscious nearby.

Yue Guan noticed his line of sight and saw the woman lying on the floor and raised an eyebrow. "Is that your mother? Don't wor-"

"Wait a moment," Xuan Yan interrupted curtly, walking past Yue Guan without looking back.

Huh? Yue Guan's lips twitched in surprise.

Few dared to speak to him in such a manner, but instead of anger, he felt intrigued.

He watched the boy with an amused smile as Xuan Yan approached his mother.

Gently, Xuan Yan kneeled by her side and woke her up.

"Mom..."

Xue Ling slowly opened her eyes, her vision hazy and her head throbbing with a dull ache.

Her surroundings were a blur, but as the fog of grogginess lifted, she saw the familiar face of her son, Xuan Yan, leaning over her.

"Yan'er... ugh, my head," she muttered, bringing a hand to her forehead as she tried to sit up, but the pain in her head made it difficult.

Xuan Yan immediately reached out to support her as he helped her back against the wall "Sorry Mom..."

Xue Ling glanced around, her eyes wide with confusion. The room was a mess—several people were scattered on the ground, some unconscious while others seemed to be slowly recovering.

She saw a few soldiers rushing around, helping the fallen, while others were looking at her and Xuan Yan with expressions of awe and disbelief.

"Yan'er, what happened?"

Letting out a sigh, Xuan Yan began to explain to his mom what happened.

Hearing his explanation, Xue Ling's eyes widened in surprise and a wide smile appeared on her lips "Yan'er.. y-you truly got twin martial spirits?"

She suddenly leaned forward, wrapping her arms around him in a tight embrace, her lips pressing gentle kisses all over his face. 

"Mwah! Mwah! As expected of my son!" she exclaimed joyfully, her heart swelling with pride.

"I knew you were special, Yan'er. I just knew it!"

Xuan Yan chuckled softly, a slight flush coloring his cheeks at his mother's over-the-top affection.

"Mom, calm down..." he said, trying to laugh it off, though there was an underlying warmth in his voice that suggested he didn't mind her attention.

"How can I calm down?" Xue Ling replied, her voice brimming with happiness as she held him even tighter.

"I was so worried... I was afraid you wouldn't awaken a martial spirit at all. But now you've awakened twin spirits! This is a huge achievement! I'm so proud of you, Yan'er. You're going to be amazing."

Hearing the affection in her words, Xuan Yan closed his eyes "Mhm..."

*tap* At this time, Yue Quan walked to them and Xue Ling raised her gaze.

*gasp* Xue Ling was shocked to see the man as she remembered seeing him beside the Pope of the Spirit Hall.

Yue Quan smiled politely as he stopped a few steps away from them, his eyes glinting with curiosity as he looked at Xuan Yan. "Miss, this boy here is your son, right?"

Xue Ling hurriedly nodded her head "Yes, Senior."

With a nod, Yue Quan spoke "Your son has awakened twin martial spirits, a rare and precious gift. A genius, without a doubt," he said, his voice smooth and admiring.

"We at the Spirit Hall would like to extend an invitation for him to join us."

Xue Ling was taken aback as an Elder from the Spirit Hall itself was courting her son "About this.. ask my son, if he is willing to join the Spirit Hall."

Yue Quan glanced at Xuan Yan "What do you say, boy?"

Xuan Yan nodded his head "Then, I would like to join."

Satisfied by his answer, yue Quan nodded his head "I would be waiting outside.. we can leave when you are ready."

With that, Yue Quan stepped out of the hall.

H-Huh? Xue Ling was dumbfounded and looked at Xuan Yan "Yan'er, you are leaving immediately?"

Xuan Yan placed his hands on her shoulder and reassured her "Don't worry Mom..."

Xue Ling closed her eyes and took a soft breath "You've always been so mature, Yan'er... Even when you were young, you never caused me any trouble. I'm not worried about you."

She then pulled him into another tight hug, her voice trembling slightly. "But... Yin'er is going to miss you... And I will too. I've always kept you close..."

Xuan Yan smiled warmly "I will make sure to come and visit you in my free time, Mom. I will be here in this Spirit City after all."

"Mhm..."

"Mom," he said gently, his hand reaching out to take hers, "Let me help you get home. You need to rest after everything that's happened today."

She nodded slowly, her voice soft and filled with warmth. "Alright, Yan'er... But you must promise me you'll take care of yourself."

"Of course," Xuan Yan replied with a reassuring smile. "I'll always take care of myself, for you."

Xuan Yan helped her to her feet, steadying her as she felt the lingering effects of the awakening ceremony.

Her head still throbbed slightly, but she wasn't about to let it show.. she had to be strong for him.

With a supportive arm, he guided her toward the entrance of the hall.

The day was still bright, the sun hanging low in the sky as the bustling noise of the city surrounded them.

But to Xue Ling, it felt like a dream... a strange, surreal moment in which her son, whom she had cared for all his life, was about to leave her side to take his first steps into a world that would shape his destiny.

Xuan Yan helped her into a carriage, the driver waiting patiently at the front.

As she settled in, Xuan Yan crouched down, placing a hand on the side of the carriage, his gaze tender as he looked at his mother. "I'll make sure to come back often. Don't worry. It won't be long before I visit."

Xue Ling nodded, her hand reaching out to gently caress his cheek. "I know, Yan'er... I'm just going to miss you so much."

Xuan Yan smiled warmly, his heart aching as he saw the tears welling up in her eyes. "Don't cry now.. I will be back soon."

The carriage began to roll away from the hall.

Xue Ling sat back against the plush interior of the carriage, her gaze fixed on her son as he watched the carriage pull away.

She wiped at her eyes, trying to mask the tears that had begun to fall.

Her heart ached with a bittersweet feeling that was both proud and heavy.

She had always known this day would come, but now that it was here, she felt unprepared.

"He has grown up..."

Xuan Yan let out a soft sigh and glanced at Yue Quan who was patiently waiting for him "Senior..."

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