Return of the Dragon God

In the Xuanli Kingdom, in the city of Tianlan, within the grand training arena of the Li family mansion, a ceremony for the awakening of Martial Spirits was taking place. Numerous elders and young disciples of the Li family had gathered here to witness the Martial Spirit awakening ceremony. "At a time like this, Young Master Lin Mo is still practicing diligently," one of them remarked. "Yes, with his exceptional talent, he reached the ninth level of body refinement at the age of twelve, and he's exceptionally skilled in fundamental martial arts. His dedication is truly admirable." A group of Li family disciples looked up to the figure that was still practicing martial arts. The young man had rosy lips, a handsome face, and was named Lin Mo. He was considered part of the Li family in Tianlan City, not by blood, but as the adopted child of the Li family's benefactor. Lin Mo's father, Lin Xiaoran, had once recuperated in the Li family and had stepped forward when the Li family faced the threat of extinction. He ultimately repelled powerful enemies but suffered a fatal injury in the process and passed away. In gratitude, the Li family raised young Lin Mo as if he were their own. "Even though Lin Mo is an exemplary figure, why don't you all learn from him? You lazy bunch," scolded the elder who was conducting the Martial Spirit awakening ceremony. Afterward, he turned to Lin Mo and said, "It's your turn, Young Master Lin Mo." "Oh, alright." Lin Mo wiped the sweat from his forehead and walked briskly toward the Martial Spirit awakening altar situated in one corner of the training arena. As Lin Mo approached, he passed by a youth dressed in purple who sneered, "Lin Mo, the family has high hopes for you. Don't disappoint them with the awakening of your Martial Spirit." The youth was named Li Shaoyu and was highly talented within the Li family, but Lin Mo's brilliance overshadowed him. He had even lost the affection of the woman he loved to Lin Mo. All of this fueled his resentment, and he had sworn to surpass Lin Mo in this lifetime and reclaim everything that belonged to him. Lin Mo, dressed in black, remained composed and didn't say much. He was well aware of the hatred directed towards him by Li Shaoyu, although he had never harmed him in any way. Lin Mo soon stood on the black Martial Spirit awakening altar, placing his hands on the large Martial Spirit stone tablet at its center. At that moment, the entire training arena fell silent, and all eyes were fixed on Lin Mo. There was a sense of anticipation in their gazes, waiting to see what level of Martial Spirit this first-rate talent would awaken. "I have a strong feeling that Young Master Lin Mo's awakened Martial Spirit will make waves in Tianlan City." "Yes, he reached the ninth level of body refinement at the age of twelve, and as Lin Xiaoran's son, his Martial Spirit level must be quite high." "It seems that our Li family is about to produce a super genius. Just thinking about it is so exciting." The Li family disciples discussed eagerly, their attention still focused on the figure on the altar. However... After a long time, the Martial Spirit stone tablet showed no reaction. "Why... why is there no response from the Martial Spirit stone tablet?" the elder conducting the ceremony was perplexed. He carefully inspected everything on the altar to ensure nothing was amiss. Then, he said coldly, "Lin Mo, you don't have a Martial Spirit." This judgment instantly caused an uproar below. Everyone knew what this meant - a Martial Spirit was the most fundamental requirement for becoming a martial artist. Without a Martial Spirit, one couldn't connect with the elemental energy of the world and practice martial arts. Almost ninety-nine percent of the people on the continent could awaken a Martial Spirit, differing only in its grade. But now, Lin Mo had become part of the one percent who couldn't. "Impossible! I could clearly sense the fluctuation of my Martial Spirit within me. Why didn't it awaken?" Lin Mo looked at the unresponsive Martial Spirit stone tablet with deep confusion. "No Martial Spirit? Doesn't that mean he can't become a martial artist?" "Damn, what first-rate talent? This guy is simply useless." "This is a waste of time. What a joke.