Chapter 4 Whose Eyes Are Often Filled with Tears

"A mask?"

It was the first time Su Yuntao had seen such a novel martial soul. He was surprised for a moment, shaking off the joy of finding a seedling with innate full spirit power. He frowned, not sensing any energy from the mask suspended in Tang Sui's palm. Relaxing his brow, he sighed and said,

"Forget it, no special spiritual aura. It seems it's not a spirit-based martial soul either, probably another useless martial soul that looks good but can't be used. But if you cultivate it well, given your current appearance, when you grow up, you could perhaps be an announcer at the Douluo Arena and make a living for yourself."

Su Yuntao looked at Tang Sui's scrawny appearance and thought for a moment before suggesting.

Tang Sui blinked, snapping out of her daze of awakening a strange mask. She quietly clenched her left hand.

What the system just said was about twin martial souls...

[Yes, it is.]

[Congratulations, you are escaping your early death and taking your first true step towards survival~]

A mechanical voice, audible only to her, continued in her mind, conjuring celebratory confetti effects.

Tang Sui subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, but after realizing what the system had just said, her eyes widened abruptly.

Huh? Early death?!

...

Tang San, who awakened his last martial soul and tested his spirit power, was no different from the original anime. He awakened the Blue Silver Grass, considered a useless martial soul, along with the same innate full spirit power. Finally, under Su Yuntao's regretful gaze, both of them left the Martial Soul Branch Hall with Old Jack.

Of course, Tang Sui was still carried back by Tang San.

Along the way, Tang Sui rested her eyes on Tang San's back, but in reality, she was quietly conversing with the system, understanding the circumstances of her transmigration as an Onmyoji's shell.

Due to unspeakable reasons, in the 22nd century, she had indeed died. She had reincarnated into one of the yokai species called 'Menreiki', and with the different bloodlines of her parents, she was a triple hybrid.

The original 'Menreiki' shell was truly just a shell; it only truly came to life with the arrival of her soul, with no replacement or original being involved.

After reincarnating into the Douluo Continent, she could have lived smoothly, but she happened to be reborn as the sister of the Child of Destiny, entangling herself in karmic ties.

Someone not belonging to this world was connected to this world's Child of Destiny, and the Heavenly Dao began to self-correct and realign. Weakening of the physique was the first step, constant minor illnesses were the second, and the third and fourth steps would lead her towards a fatal outcome.

Unless she possessed a true identity belonging to this world – "Martial Soul" and "Spirit Power."

If she had not taken this path of choosing to awaken a martial soul, allowing herself to remain sickly and confined to a small room, the ultimate fate awaiting her would be death from illness.

And just now, one of the most fatal flags of death had been averted, but the Heavenly Dao's rule correction had not stopped, and the path ahead was still fraught with thorns that brought death.

If she were to survive –

[For the host to survive, she must continuously grow stronger and gain the recognition of this world's pillars to truly escape the fate of death.]

The system told her so.

Whose eyes are often filled with tears?

Ah, it turns out to be her.

Tang Sui yawned, her eyes watering from natural causes.

Slowly, leaning against Tang San's warm back, with the rhythm of his steps, she closed her eyes...

"Crack!"

"What did you say? The useless martial soul you awakened is Blue Silver Grass?!"

The glass wine bottle shattered on the floor.

The noise woke Tang Sui from her deep sleep. She opened her groggy eyes, her soft voice laced with a hint of unease, and instinctively called out the name of the person she was close to:

"Brother?"

—Author's Notes—

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