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Douluo:Seven Kill Sword

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Synopsis: Chen Junting was just an ordinary boy from a small village in this his vast Douluo world,he never expecting his fate to change so drastically,when he awakened a Martial Soul unseen for ten thousand years The legendary Seven Killing Sword—his journey toward greatness began. From humble beginnings to the pinnacle of humanity, he defies the limits of mortals, forging a path to slay gods with nothing but his own strength. By pioneering the fusion of arrays, formations, and soul guidance with the forces of nature, he achieves the ultimate unity of Man, Nature, and Technology. Witness Chen Junting’s rise—from an unknown nobody to a living miracle, from insignificance to a being who transcends all! --- this is just translation,the ownership of this novel belongs to respective author, I have no ownership at all [Based on Soul Land 2] [Genius Flow] [No System] [Slight Romance] [No Dog licking]
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Chapter 1 - Chapter 1: Seven Killing Sword

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A world without fighting spirit or magic, yet filled with countless powerful martial souls. However, awakening a martial soul requires a special ceremony. Since the fall of the Spirit Empire ten thousand years ago, control of the martial soul awakening ceremony has shifted to the nobility, sects, and academies of the existing empire. Now, participation in the ceremony requires payment—gold soul coins, for example.

In a small city of the Tianhun Empire, the Song Mansion, ruled by a Soul Saint, stands as the city's dominant power. As a result, the responsibility of conducting the martial soul awakening ceremony for civilians has fallen into their hands.

It was midday. The scorching sun blazed overhead, making the housekeeper at the mansion's entrance too lazy to even open his eyes. A child, his face clouded with anxiety, stepped forward. The housekeeper's indifferent voice rang out:

"Next. Ten gold soul coins."

The sound of a pipe tapping echoed as the housekeeper knocked it against the wooden box. A nervous child hurriedly placed ten gold soul coins inside, his face flickering with anticipation, hesitation, and anxiety. Under the housekeeper's impatient gaze, he quickly trotted inside.

Less than a minute later—

"Martial Soul: Scythe. Innate soul power: None."

A voice from within the mansion sealed the child's fate. A murmur rippled through the line of waiting children. So far, only one participant had possessed innate level-three soul power, barely qualifying as a potential soul master.

Outside, the housekeeper merely shrugged. It was rare for civilians to awaken soul power, and in his opinion, spending ten gold soul coins on the ritual was a waste. Ignoring the restless crowd, he knocked his pipe against the wooden box again.

"Next."

As his turn approached, a white-haired boy with delicate features tightened his grip on the cloth bag in his hands. His heart pounded with excitement and anxiety. It had been six years since he was hit by a truck and reborn into this world—the Peerless Tang Sect era. In this life, he had been an orphan, abandoned outside Shanyang Village. The kind villagers took him in and raised him, giving him a name but not a surname—Jun Ting.

Now, at the age of martial soul awakening, the entire village had scraped together ten gold soul coins to send him to Gu Yuncheng's Song Mansion for the ceremony. Most villagers believed that martial souls were inherited—that if their ancestors had weak martial souls, so would their children. Why waste ten gold soul coins on a ritual that might reveal a useless martial soul? After all, just one gold soul coin could sustain a family for a month. But Jun Ting was different. He wasn't born in their village. The villagers believed he might have a chance to become a soul master.

Facing their expectations, Jun Ting took a deep breath.

"What will my martial soul be?"

Just then, a soft sobbing broke his thoughts. A girl who had gone before him ran out of the mansion, crying. Clearly, she had failed to awaken a strong martial soul. But at this moment, Jun Ting had no time to worry about others.

"Next."

Hearing the call, he quickly stepped forward, placed his cloth bag into the wooden box, and walked into the Song Mansion under the housekeeper's direction.

Before long, he reached the first door.

"Come in."

The first thing that caught his eye was a soul master in martial soul possession form—four soul rings floating around him: one white, two yellow, and one purple. A tiger emblem glowed on his forehead.

"A Beast Martial Soul user?" Jun Ting thought.

"Don't dawdle. Hurry up."

The soul master sounded impatient, likely due to the hot weather and the sheer number of children to test.

"Yes."

Jun Ting stepped into the hexagram formation, surrounded by six black stones. The soul master, initially uninterested, took a closer look at him.

White hair. A calm but extraordinary presence.

"Stretch out your right hand."

The moment Jun Ting did so, the soul master activated the ritual. Golden light flared as a warm, gentle energy surged through Jun Ting's body.

"Is this… soul power?"

The energy coursed through him, converging in his right hand.

The soul master's eyes widened in surprise.

After years of awakening experience, he sensed it—a powerful martial soul was about to appear.

"Buzz!"

Before the sword fully materialized, the soul master's pupils shrank.

A vast, murderous aura flooded the room, sending chills down his spine. Even though it didn't physically affect him, the pressure was overwhelming.

In Jun Ting's right hand, a crystal-clear long sword suspended in the air. The murderous aura—undeniably from the sword itself.

"Why does this martial soul seem so familiar?"

The Soul Sect master frantically searched his memories, struggling to recall the name of this legendary sword. Meanwhile, Jun Ting stared at his own martial soul, his heart racing.

"This sword… looks like the—"

Seven Killing Sword?!

The world's most powerful offensive weapon martial soul, lost for ten thousand years.

If this was truly the Seven Killing Sword, then his future…

"Well! Let's set a small goal first—level 97 Super Douluo".Jun Ting silently though in his heart

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The Soul Sect master finally gave up trying to remember.

"I don't recall its name, but I can guarantee one thing—your martial soul is incredibly strong."

Shaking off his thoughts, he handed Jun Ting a blue crystal ball.

"Take back your martial soul and test your innate soul power. With a martial soul this strong, as long as your soul power is decent, reaching Soul Douluo is entirely possible."

Following the instructions, Jun Ting touched the crystal ball. The moment his hand made contact, he felt a strong suction force, pulling at the energy in his body. In an instant, a dazzling blue light erupted, making the crystal ball shine like a brilliant gem.

The Soul Sect master's eyes widened in shock.

"Innate full soul power!"

His voice, which had been indifferent before, now held undeniable excitement.

End

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English is my third language

I use Chat Gpt to translate this chapter while editing some parts that I think are not suitable

If you have any suggestions, don't hesitate to comment, because this is my first time translating a novel

I translated this novel solely because I like it, and I think that of all the Soul Land fanfic novels that i know, this is arguably one of the best ones