Atop a lofty platform, hundreds of spirit stones constructed an array emanating a gentle milky-white glow. Traces of spiritual power were drawn out from the spirit stones, infused into the intricate patterns of the array. The spiritual power coursed unpredictably along the complex routes, the glimmers of light flickering, extraordinarily mystic.

Seated cross-legged within it was a youth, a faint smile and a hint of anticipation adorned his refined face, which yet bore a touch of youthful innocence.

Encircling the platform were hundreds of men and women, old and young, their gazes were fixed on the boy seated in the array, their expressions varied greatly.

At the edge of the array sat several middle-aged and old individuals with distinguished comportments and vibrant spirits, staring nervously at the boy.

This was the annual Martial Soul Awakening Ritual of the Lu family. Among those standing around were the servants and clansmen of the Lu family, while on the edge of the array were the current patriarch, Lu Hongming, and four elders.

The boy sitting in the array was Lu Fengchen, the sole son of Lu Hongming, known as the number one youth in Luo Li City.

In the Martial Soul Continent, every youth holds a Martial Soul Awakening Ritual when they turn fifteen. Before this age, their bodies are not developed enough for the martial soul to awaken. Without an awakened Martial Soul, one cannot become a Soul Master and can only cultivate to be a level-10 Soul Scholar at most.

As the array gradually activated, bits of milky-white spiritual light flew out from the patterns, swiftly entering Lu Fengchen's body, and then gushed out from his palm, slowly accumulating. Everyone held their breath, watching unwaveringly at the palm of Lu Fengchen's hand.

In the Martial Soul Continent, everyone has their unique martial soul, diverse as all flora and fauna. The type of martial soul is crucial for the people of Martial Soul Continent, where the mighty are highly respected. The best martial souls are beast martial souls like jackals, tigers, leopards, or weapon martial souls such as swords, axes, spears. However, not everyone's martial soul belongs to these types, a significant number of people have useless martial souls, such as grass, wood, flowers, stones, which are hard to cultivate and do not find favor with people.

Except for these common ones, there are some rare martial souls in legends, which average people will hardly see once in their lifetime.

The Lu Family's Martial Soul Awakening Ritual was nearing its end. Among the dozen or so awakened youths, seven had beast martial souls, and three had weapon martial souls, a commendable harvest. However, the one seated on the platform, Lu Fengchen, was the one with the grandest expectations from the family.

Practice of soul cultivation began at age ten. "Big Brother Chen has cultivated to the tenth level Soul Scholar in just two years. If not for his insufficient age preventing his martial soul awakening to become a Soul Master, Big Brother Chen might have already been a Grand Soul Master!" said a young girl standing below the platform.

She was Lu Qi, one of the Lu family members of her generation with commendable talents. She was also fifteen years old, and she had just awakened a beast martial soul: the Three-tailed Spirit Fox in her Martial Soul Awakening Ritual. The Three-tailed Spirit Fox was considered a very good beast martial soul. If her cultivation path proceeded without any mishaps, she was expected to grow into a strong Grand Soul Master.

Lu Qi was naturally beautiful, slim, and well-proportioned, with a charming figure. After her awakening, the Three-tailed Spirit Fox soul added a touch more allure to her. Now she was even more eye-catching, her slightly naive seductive mannerism had drawn the surreptitious glances of a group of boys, their eyes reluctant to look away.

At the start of her conversation, many agreed and echoed her opinions. However, inevitably, there were people who disagreed.

"Hmph! Lu Qi, you are overestimating Lu Fengchen way too much! Look, having a fast cultivation speed alone doesn’t guarantee someone would be a powerful cultivator on the Martial Soul Continent. Who knows what Lu Fengchen's martial soul is? What if it's Jianxin Grass?"

The speaker was a fat boy with small triangular eyes and freckles on his face that didn't sit well with most people when viewed initially. However, the words he spoke were enough to stop people from refuting him. People who originally agreed with Lu Qi couldn’t help but chose silence instead.

He was Lu Changkong, the grandson of the second elder of Lu's family, a fifteen-year-old with the martial soul of a Spectral Tiger, equivalent to the existence of a Three-Tailed Spirit Fox!

Lu Changkong was a troublemaker who took advantage of his considerable talent in cultivation and influence gained from his grandfather who was the second elder. He loved to bully others, and many in the family had fallen victim to his bullying.

But he never dared to bully Lu Fengchen, and it wasn't just because Lu Fengchen's father happens to be the head of the family, but he always ended up having a hard beating every time he attempted to trouble Lu Fengchen. So, over time, Lu Changkong developed a grudge against Lu Fengchen and hoped for him to experience misfortune.

Jianxin Grass symbolized a common place, with some people possessing Jianxin Grass martial soul. But it has a title of 'Waste Martial Soul'; it is without any value for cultivation!

As Lu Fengchen's martial soul was on the verge of waking up, Lu Changkong wished nothing more than for Lu Fengchen's martial soul to be nothing but Jianxin Grass.

"Lu Changkong, you're cursing Fengchen's brother like that, careful I go alert the family head and the elders!" Lu Qi reproached.

Lu Changkong grunted but didn't retort. Yet when he saw Lu Qi speaking in defense of Lu Fengchen, his jealousy and hatred toward Lu Fengchen increased.

At that point, on the high platform, Lu Fengchen was sitting with his eyes slightly closed, the light in the palm of his hand gradually taking shape. Lu Hongming’s fist clenched even tighter than Lu Fengchen, his expectations for him were high.

"My son, it also needs to be at least the level of the Spectral Tiger's martial soul..." He prayed silently, his eyes never leaving Lu Fengchen.

Under everyone's gaze, the light in Lu Fengchen's hand solidified, and a light green plant appeared. Readers could feel the gentle sway, covered by a thin layer of light. The grassy blade was slim and sharp around the edges like a sword... Jianxin Grass.

For a moment, everyone watching the ceremony was stunned, staring at the Jianxin Grass in Lu Fengchen's palm with varied expressions.

Lu Qi's face was filled with disbelief, Lu Changkong was overjoyed, and Lu Hongming's heart sank rapidly into a dark abyss. His vision turned black, and he almost fainted.

Jianxin Grass!

Luofeng, the number one youth in the city of Luoli! In just two years, he managed to cultivate himself into a tenth-level soul master. Most surprisingly, his martial spirit is the Swordheart Herb!

Someone expressed their shock out loud, effectively dropping a bomb into a still lake, and instantly a wave of buzz scattered throughout the crowd.

Everyone was talking about it. Each one held their own interpretation as they glanced at Luofeng. However, not many noticed that Luofeng, whose eyes were closed, blinked rapidly a few times.

The heated discussions fell deaf on Luofeng. He had his eyes closed, but what appeared before him was a scene unseen to others.

Before his eyes emerged the ethereal presence of a woman, just in her twenties. Clear eyes, white teeth, fair and tender skin, as graceful as a swan. She stood proudly on a mountain, clad in green clothes that fluttered in the wind. She was as beautiful as a fairy descending from the heavens.

What was particularly eye-catching was a Swordheart Herb branded on her forehead, brilliant with a magical light blue glow, as if it was a real Swordheart Herb, adding a mysterious aura to her.

At her feet, countless Swordheart Herbs spread like a carpet, following the contours of the green mountains for miles, forming a vast sea of green.

As if feeling Luofeng's gaze, the woman also looked at him. Her stunning face revealed faint sentimentality, with a hint of hope.

Her lips moved gently, and a voice like a heavenly melody rang in Luofeng's ear: “Your martial spirit has finally awakened. You must cultivate hard, so that I can truly wake up sooner…”