Chapter 1: The Flaw of the Guang Ling Divine Bow Spirit
Douluo Continent, Spirit City, Supreme Pontiff Palace.
Inside the Hall of Supreme Elders.
Qian Daoliu and the Seven Great Enshrinement were gathered together at this moment.
“Guang Ling!”
“Fifth Elder!”
“That child is the last remaining person of your clan besides you. Do you truly want to watch him awaken his Spirit, embark on the path of a Spirit Master, and ultimately follow in the footsteps of his predecessors?”
“Letting that child live as an ordinary person, enjoying a lifetime of wealth and luxury, might not be a bad thing!”
The voice of the Third Elder, Azure Phoenix Douluo, echoed through the hall.
Guang Ling Douluo sighed in his heart, feeling helpless: “I don’t want to either, but Xiao Yu Yu is extremely eager and yearns to become a Spirit Master!”
“Even if I stop him today, he will definitely find other opportunities to awaken his Spirit and cultivate.”
Qian Daoliu said with imposing authority: “If that is the case, then let him be.”
“But Guang Ling, you should tell him about the predicament of your Guang Ling Divine Bow lineage. If he still insists on becoming a Spirit Master, then whether he lives or dies in the future will be his own fate.”
“Guang Ling… Understood.”
Guang Ling nodded and slowly retreated from the Hall of Supreme Elders.
He arrived at a courtyard near the Hall of Supreme Elders.
At this moment, inside the courtyard.
A six-year-old child with short silver hair, a fair and clean appearance, and a very cute and handsome face, bearing a seven-tenths resemblance to Guang Ling Douluo, was present.
He was slowly drawing the bowstring with a bow and arrow in his hand, aiming at the target in front of him.
His small hand released.
Whoosh!
The arrow shot out instantly and powerfully struck the bullseye with precision.
A young maidservant next to him, dressed in a maid outfit and white stockings, said happily: “Young Master Guang Yu is amazing! He can already hit the bullseye a hundred times out of a hundred at 100 meters!”
He was Guang Yu, the one the Elders of Offering spoke of.
Besides Guang Ling Douluo, he was the last remaining person of the Guang Ling Divine Bow lineage.
Guang Yu’s grandfather was Guang Ling Douluo’s elder brother, so according to seniority, Guang Ling Douluo was Guang Yu’s Uncle.
Guang Ling Douluo was also Guang Yu’s only remaining blood relative in this World.
He looked at the bow in his hand: “No matter how superb my archery skills are, they are merely icing on the cake. In this World, only possessing powerful talent is truly formidable!”
“The Spirit awakening is about to begin.”
“If nothing unexpected happens, I will awaken a top-tier Tool Spirit like Uncle’s, a Guang Ling Divine Bow with both ice and light attributes.”
“The higher the quality of the Spirit, the higher the lower limit of innate spirit power, but this does not mean I can have top-tier talent like Uncle.”
“I hope that after awakening my Spirit, I can have an innate spirit power of level 8 or above.”
Guang Yu was also a transmigator and was familiar with the Douluo Continent World.
As long as he had innate spirit power of level 8, with Guang Yu’s understanding of this World and the backing of the Spirit Hall’s power, he was very confident that he could become a top-tier powerhouse in the future.
He withdrew his thoughts, intending to shoot another arrow.
At this moment, a very young voice came from behind: “Xiao Yu Yu.”
Guang Yu turned his head to look.
He saw a young man wearing a light gray robe, with his left arm completely eroded by ice into an icy state, and his left eye also covered by ice and snow. He had a very handsome yet somewhat cute appearance.
He was the Fifth Elder of Spirit Hall, the Level 96 peak Guang Ling Douluo.
Sometimes, Guang Yu found it hard to believe that this very youthful Uncle was already a ninety-year-old man.
“Uncle, you’re here.”
Guang Yu smiled, but his smile quickly vanished.
Because he saw that Guang Ling Douluo’s expression at this moment was one he had never seen before—it was very serious.
This was unusual!
Normally, Guang Ling Douluo was like a child, prone to temper tantrums, playful, arrogant, and tsundere. He rarely showed such an expression.
Guang Ling Douluo stood in front of Guang Yu, directly raised his arm, pulled up his sleeve, and exposed his completely ice-eroded left arm to Guang Yu: “Xiao Yu Yu, it seems I have never told you why my left arm and left eye became like this, have I?”
“Today, I will tell you.”
“Our lineage possesses the top-tier ice-light attribute Tool Spirit, the Guang Ling Divine Bow, but this Spirit has a serious flaw.”
“It will backfire on its wielder!”
Guang Yu’s expression became solemn upon hearing this.
Guang Ling Douluo took a deep breath and continued: “Once the Guang Ling Divine Bow Spirit is awakened, the backlash begins. Our bodies will gradually be eroded and frozen by ice, and the stronger the Spirit cultivation, the faster the erosion.”
“It starts from the arms, then spreads to the body, until the ice erodes our hearts.”
“Our hearts stop beating, and we ultimately die.”
“My elder brother, who was your grandfather, and your father, both died from the erosion of their own Spirits.”
“They didn’t even live past thirty.”
Memories of the past surged into Guang Ling Douluo’s heart, and as he spoke, his emotions clearly began to fray.
“And I, by sheer luck, barely survived, eventually breaking through the Titled Douluo realm to suppress the Spirit’s backlash, and have cultivated until now.”
“Uncle…”
Guang Yu’s expression also changed from solemn to heavy.
He had a premonition of what Guang Ling Douluo was about to tell him next.
“Xiao Yu Yu, you are the last living relative I have in this World. If you awaken your Spirit and embark on the path of a Spirit Master, your fate is very likely to be the same as theirs.”
“I don’t want you to die…” Guang Ling Douluo choked up a little, then continued: “If you are willing to be an ordinary person, I can let you enjoy a lifetime of wealth and luxury, ensure your life is peaceful, and no one will dare to bully you.”
“But your life should be decided by yourself.”
“Whether to awaken your Spirit or not, I will respect your choice.”
“A lifetime of wealth, a lifetime of peace, as an ordinary person, can I live until I die of old age?”
Guang Yu knew the fate of Spirit Hall, and he also knew the fate of Guang Ling Douluo.
His Uncle would die a very tragic death in the end…
Guang Yu didn’t want them to repeat the same mistakes.
Although if they were to eliminate Tang San now, Spirit Hall would basically be able to unify the Continent in this lifetime.
But if he was just an ordinary person, he would have no say and no right to interfere in the affairs of Spirit Hall.
If he told them what to do, would they listen?
Even if Guang Yu, as an ordinary person, could help Spirit Hall unify the Continent.
But since he had come to this World, he was truly unwilling to be just an ordinary person!
“Uncle, I’ve thought it through. Even if I eventually die from a frozen heart, I still want to embark on the path of a Spirit Master.” Guang Yu was silent for a moment, then made his decision, his eyes filled with unwavering determination.
Guang Ling Douluo sighed in his heart, as if he had long anticipated this outcome.
He feigned a relaxed expression and said: “Oh dear, I really can’t do anything with you!”
“Alright, then go to the Awakening Hall. This year’s Spirit Awakening Ceremony is about to begin.”
“Okay, then I’m going, Uncle.”
Looking at Guang Yu’s departing back, a hint of loneliness and worry flashed in Guang Ling Douluo’s eyes.
“Alas…”
He silently followed after him.