Chapter 1: Did I Transmigrate?
Douluo Continent, southwest of Heaven Dou Empire, Fasinuo Province, Nuoding City, Saint Spirit Village.
The sky was just beginning to lighten, with a faint fish-belly white appearing in the east. A five or six-year-old child stood on a small hill, over a hundred meters tall, with wheat-colored skin and neat black short hair.
The little boy stared at the faint fish-belly white, closed his eyes, inhaled through his nose, then slowly exhaled, opening his eyes wide as a flash of purple light passed by...
The little boy was Tang San, currently cultivating the Purple Demon Eye.
Meanwhile, on the other side of Saint Spirit Village, another five or six-year-old boy was counting the silver coins in front of him. The boy had delicate features and a proper appearance, with a mysterious aura emanating from beneath his simple clothes.
"I'm six years old now, and I've been in this World for six years. Today is the Spirit awakening. I hope I don't awaken some Spirit like a sickle or a blade of grass, or I'll really cry myself to death and be stuck living with these silver coins in front of me.
I have no interest in money; I don't want to touch money." Long Yu counted the money with a sense of boredom.
His name was Long Yu, and he came from Earth. Due to an accident, he arrived in this World called Douluo Continent. As a homebody who often read novels, he had, of course, read this one.
He was an orphan, adopted by Old Jack, and grew up eating meals from various families in Saint Spirit Village. He currently resided in Old Jack's village chief's home.
Long Yu, with the help of his past life memories, helped Saint Spirit Village extensively promote itself by leveraging the fame of having produced a Spirit Saint, constantly developing tourism, and persuading Old Jack, the village chief, to do his best to equip the village with supporting facilities, forming a one-stop service.
The development of Saint Spirit Village was vastly improved compared to before, and the villagers held great admiration and care for this six-year-old boy.
However, Long Yu had his own opinions about the characters in the book, such as Spirit Hall.
As the most powerful Spirit Master force on the Douluo Continent, Spirit Hall's strength and role were undeniable.
It freely helped Spirit Masters awaken their Spirits, provided monthly subsidies to low-ranked Spirit Masters, maintained the balance and stability of the Spirit Master's world, and protected ordinary people, acting like a counterbalance that intervened between the Two Great Empires.
If the subsidies were directly distributed by the Two Great Empires, it's likely that less than one-tenth would reach the hands of low-ranked Spirit Masters.
Those high-and-mighty nobles wouldn't care about the lives of commoners; they'd rather see commoners exploited and weak for their entire lives.
As a commoner, Long Yu had personally witnessed the ugly behavior of the Heaven Dou Empire's nobles while developing tourism; otherwise, Saint Spirit Village would have had much more development funds.
Without Spirit Hall's intervention, the Star Luo Empire would have long ago annexed the Heaven Dou Empire based on its strength, and who could count how many Spirit Masters and commoners would have died or been injured in such a war?
Moreover, in the eyes of commoners, Spirit Hall's image was indeed much better than that of the Two Great Empires and other Sects, at least in Nuoding City where Long Yu resided.
Regarding Tang San and Grandmaster, he didn't think much of their character. As for the reasons, he would explain them later.
Long Yu stepped out and looked towards the small hill, seeing Tang San's thin and solitary figure, with faint purple energy swirling around Tang San's eyes.
Is he cultivating the Tang Sect's ultimate skill, Purple Demon Eye? Sigh, we both transmigrated, so why don't I have a cheat?
Tang San, don't you just have a father who is the famous Clear Sky Douluo? Besides having top-tier twin spirits and innate full spirit power, besides the Tang Sect's ultimate skills, besides Hidden Weapons and poison, besides having the background of the Clear Sky Sect, the number one Sect under Heaven, what else do you have? What are you even?
Unlike me, Long Yu, I have nothing but success!
...
Alright, Long Yu admitted he was jealous, T^T.
God, can you be fair!
"Xiao Yu, let's go. You head to the Spirit Hall in the center of the village first.
Today is an important day. This time, Spirit Grandmaster Su Yuntao, the deacon of the Nuoding City Spirit branch hall, is in charge of awakening Spirits.
Once you awaken a powerful Spirit, and if you can become a noble Spirit Master, not only will you be personally secured, but the village will also benefit. That's a Spirit Master, after all.
I'll go call Little San over too. That Tang Hao fellow is definitely unreliable. Sigh, poor Little San is stuck with such a father," said an old man who looked over sixty, slightly plump, in good spirits, with neat clothes and meticulously combed hair.
Why was he slightly plump? Because the village had money now, and as Long Yu would say, as the village chief of Saint Spirit Village, he had to pay attention to his image and not let people think that the village chief of Saint Spirit Village couldn't even get enough to eat.
Stuck with such a father...
Too small, the scope is too small.
Grandpa Jack, if you knew the identity and strength of this man named Tang Hao you just spoke of, I wonder what you would think.
The flowing protagonist, the unyielding tool-man Brother Tao is here.
"Okay, Village Chief Jack, why don't I go with you?" Long Yu's mouth twitched slightly, but he still replied.
He also wanted to see what the legendary Clear Sky Douluo looked like now. In fact, he still admired some of this true man's actions.
He didn't hesitate to fight to the death with Qian Xunji, the previous Supreme Pontiff of Spirit Hall, for his wife, and left his Sect. He was a good husband.
But from another perspective, for his own Sect, he was indeed not a good disciple.
"Huh, I remember you two didn't have much contact since you were little, did you?" Jack felt a bit confused, but Long Yu still pulled him along.
The two arrived at the west side of the village, where three adobe houses seemed out of place in the rapidly developing Saint Spirit Village. A simple hammer was drawn on the roof, representing a blacksmith.
Everyone else was striving for the village's development, but Tang Hao remained as he was before, not participating, and thus, unchanged.
The two didn't enter the house. Old Jack, the village chief, shouted loudly: "Little San, come out! It's time for Spirit awakening today!"
A burly middle-aged man, nearly fifty, wearing tattered clothes, pulled Tang San out. He had bronze skin, messy hair, a sallow complexion, somewhat dull eyes filled with weariness, and a strong smell of alcohol on him.
After pulling Tang San's small hand and appearing, he immediately left, saying, "Then awaken it. I'm going back to sleep." With that, Tang Hao went back inside.
"You... Sigh." Old Jack didn't want to say anything more; Tang Hao didn't even care about such an important matter.
"Grandpa Jack, hello. Please don't mind; my dad just has that kind of personality. Hello, Long Yu," Tang San said respectfully.
"Never mind, let's go. Today is a very important day."
Long Yu simply replied with a faint "Mm." and said nothing further.
"Grandpa Jack, what is Spirit awakening?"
"It's like this..."
The three walked and chatted as they headed towards the Spirit Hall in the village.