**Title:** Phoenix's Path to Silver (鳳凰銀路徑)
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## Chapter 1: The Incandescent Dawn
The air in the private awakening hall within Heaven Dou City's Spirit Pagoda felt thick with anticipation, a pressure that would suffocate any ordinary six-year-old. But Huo Wujiu was anything but ordinary. Dressed in ceremonial robes, his vibrant red hair, often mistaken for an auspicious omen by doting relatives, shimmered under the crystalline light of the hall. His golden eyes, however, held a depth no six-year-old's should—the accumulated wisdom of a past life spent devouring tales from a world called Earth, a world where Douluo Dalu was but a story.
Today was the day. His Martial Soul Awakening. The true beginning.
"Huo Wujiu, approach the awakening array," Deacon Lin, a stern-faced Spirit Elder with the aura of a Spirit King, commanded. Beside Wujiu, his father, Huo Zhen, a formidable Title Douluo and respected Elder of the Spirit Pagoda, stood with a barely concealed tremor of excitement. His mother, the elegant Spirit Sage Mei Hua, offered a reassuring, yet anxious, smile.
Wujiu stepped onto the ancient six-pointed star array, the cool jade against his bare feet a stark contrast to the inferno he knew was about to erupt within him. He closed his eyes, centering himself. *This is it. No turning back now. let's see what you've got.*
Deacon Lin's eyes glowed with spirit power, and six rays of golden light shot out from his palms, bathing the array. The world seemed to fade into a symphony of ancient energy as the light enveloped Wujiu. He felt a familiar, comforting warmth, the spiritual embrace of the world. Then, a sudden, blinding flash.
An unseen, foreign light exploded within Wujiu's mind. It wasn't the Douluo Continent's spirit power; it was... digital. A cold, clear voice echoed solely in his consciousness.
**[Omni-Source System] Initializing... Accessing Host's memories.**
**[Confirmed: Reincarnator. DD World Knowledge: Complete.]**
**[Analyzing host's destiny deviation requirements... Calculating best path for maximum destiny alteration.]**
**[Granting Bloodline: Phoenix God. Martial Soul: Primordial Phoenix Divine Flame.]**
A searing, ecstatic pain lanced through every cell of his being, a cosmic reconstruction. It was as if his very DNA was being rewritten by divine fire. He gritted his teeth, not daring to show any external sign of the internal tempest.
Then, from his body, it erupted.
Not a gentle wisp of flame, not a fleeting bird, but an incandescent, regal wave of **red-gold fire** that swallowed the entire awakening array. The heat was immediate and overwhelming, but instead of the destructive force of ordinary flame, it felt like a primordial essence of **purification and boundless vitality**. The hall's temperature soared, cracks spider-webbing across the sturdy obsidian floor.
Deacon Lin staggered back, his face ashen, shielded by Huo Zhen's rapidly deployed spirit barrier. Huo Zhen, a man who had faced countless beast tides and rival Douluo, gasped, his eyes wide with a mixture of terror and unadulterated awe. Mei Hua clutched her husband's arm, tears streaming down her face.
The flame intensified, solidifying. For a breathtaking moment, the fire coalesced into the image of a majestic **Phoenix**, its wings spanning the width of the hall, casting colossal, burning shadows. Then, the vision receded, leaving Wujiu standing at the center of the array, now radiating an aura so noble and ancient it seemed to mock the concept of mere Spirit Beasts. His red hair, now even more vivid, seemed to be woven from living fire.
"Innate Spirit Power test!" Deacon Lin finally managed to stammer, his voice hoarse, his spirit power trembling as he reached out a trembling hand.
The crystal ball flared, not merely glowing, but blinding, then settled into a furious, impossible radiance.
"Level... Level 10!" Deacon Lin choked, nearly dropping the orb. "Innate Full Spirit Power! But this... this is no ordinary beast spirit! The aura... it's divine!"
Wujiu opened his eyes. They glowed with a faint golden light, a knowing, playful glint dancing within their depths. He looked at his stunned parents, then at the trembling Deacon, and a faint, cheeky smirk touched his lips.
*This is going to be Fun**