Time turned and twisted until the day of his birth arrived.
After a period of being squeezed, Yun Chuan finally managed to escape the womb with difficulty. As soon as he touched the cold air outside, before he could even open his eyes, a deep, male voice came from his ears, wailing with heartbreaking sorrow: "San-mei, don't leave me!!!"
Upon hearing this, Yun Chuan's whole body instantly jolted!
Having read the original novel of Douluo Continent, how could he not know who this man crying was?
So, that means I've become the twin brother of Tang San, a character who doesn't even exist in the original story? He was somewhat surprised, but then he didn't care. Becoming Tang San's brother wasn't bad, either. Following his cheap brother and going along with the original story, coasting through the plot! A sure win!
But soon, Yun Chuan realized he was rejoicing too early.
Next, he only felt himself being tossed into the air, constantly fought over by two groups of people. Finally, accompanied by a loud bang.
Everything finally settled.
A weak male voice came from his ear: "This baby is born of Tang Hao and that Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast. Take him back first. He might be useful later..."
At this moment, Yun Chuan, tossed back and forth between the two sides, feeling dizzy from the jostling, heard this sentence and immediately thought, "My life is over!"
It's over. He thought he could follow Tang San and coast to victory. But, he had just been born and had fallen into the hands of the Martial Soul Hall, his sworn enemy. Even if he wasn't skinned and his tendons pulled out, his final fate wouldn't be good. After all, he was the son of their enemy.
It's over, everything's over.
Why did it have to be this way?
He had transmigrated into his favorite novel's world for the first time, and he even had a cheat that could make him invincible. What awaited him should have been a life of dominating the world and having three thousand beauties in his harem.
However…
Why?
Why did it turn out like this?
Why did he end up in the hands of his enemies right at the start?
This script was wrong!
…Yun Chuan, consumed by self-pity, gradually drifted off to sleep in a sea of worry.
He was, after all, just a newborn baby, even if he had the mind of an adult. But excessive thinking was too much for his body to handle.
When he regained consciousness, he found himself placed in a soft baby crib.
Yun Chuan could barely open his eyes and surveyed his surroundings. Surprisingly, the place he was in wasn't bad. It wasn't like he'd imagined, tossed into a woodshed like trash, or worse, gutted and sacrificed!
This was truly a stroke of luck.
Actually, thinking about it, his earlier pessimism was unnecessary. The people from the Martial Soul Hall wouldn't just kill him outright.
After all, he was just a newborn baby, with plenty of room for manipulation.
Being alive was far more valuable than being dead.
For example, they could use him to threaten his biological father, or brainwash and raise him from a young age, and then make him kill his own father.
In short, as long as they thought about it carefully, many wicked plans could be devised! No matter what, it would be more valuable than killing him directly.
After analyzing the situation and confirming that his life was temporarily safe, Yun Chuan breathed a sigh of relief. Not bad, at least he was alive. He didn't want to end his new life just as he'd obtained a cheat, a golden finger that would let him conquer the world. Before he could even start enjoying life, he would die. That would be too tragic. He'd be the most miserable transmigrator ever!
At this moment, Yun Chuan suddenly felt a wave of weakness wash over his body. His stomach began to rumble, as if he hadn't eaten for days and nights. Wait! He had just been born, and hadn't even had a drop of milk. He was snatched around by a bunch of people. It was too miserable.
"Wah wah!!!…"
Yun Chuan decisively utilized the advantage of his infancy and began to wail with all his might.
A moment later.
A hurried footstep came from outside the door, accompanied by the creak of the door opening. A pretty young woman, about twenty years old, hurried in.
"Gulp!"
Infant Yun Chuan couldn't help but swallow, because… she was simply too big.
And as this young woman approached, he could also smell a rich milky fragrance~ Evidently, she was a young woman who was currently breastfeeding.
"Good boy~ Don't cry, don't cry~"
The pretty young woman gently picked up the baby, cradling him in her arms and rocking him. After making sure he wasn't crying, she casually unbuttoned the collar of her clothes…
And our protagonist, faced with the source of life so close at hand, with the rich scent of milk filling his nostrils, swallowed hard. He silently thought to himself: I'm starting!
And then…
He was simply too hungry; he hadn't had a drop of milk since he was born. He had also been cruelly tossed around in the air by a group of adults. The fact that he hadn't been played to death was all thanks to his sixty points of innate constitution. If it weren't for his outstanding talent, any other infant, even if they didn't die, would at the very least have suffered a concussion.
When the milk, representing the source of life, surged into his throat, Yun Chuan felt completely intoxicated. His mind was hazy, and he didn't think about anything, just following his baby instincts… until he couldn't drink anymore.
"Burp!"
After eating his fill, Yun Chuan instinctively let out a burp, and then…
This made the young woman feeding him somewhat helpless, but a doting smile couldn't help but appear on her lips. Just like she would with her own child, she held him gently and rocked him. This allowed him to have a good night's sleep.
For the next while, Yun Chuan's days were quite comfortable.
The Martial Soul Hall treated him, a captive, incredibly well. It wasn't at all like he'd initially feared, being tossed into a shed and barely kept alive with scraps. Instead, they found him a dedicated wet nurse to feed him and care for his daily needs. They also regularly sent healing Soul Masters to check his health and prevent illness. He was practically being treated like a young master.
Yun Chuan knew he owed his current lifestyle to his cheapskate father, Tang Hao. After all, if they wanted to deal with Tang Hao, they couldn't let his son die. Whether they planned to use him to threaten Tang Hao or brainwash him into a fighting weapon to kill his own father, they needed to keep him alive.
So, no matter what, they wouldn't mistreat him. He just didn't know what the Martial Soul Hall would do with him, the son of their enemy. If they just brainwashed him and trained him as a weapon, that would be fine. He had the mind of an adult, not a baby. How could he be brainwashed? He'd just play along, and when his cheap brother, Tang San, led a group of underlings to attack, he'd immediately switch sides and reveal his true identity!
Then, maybe they'd both cry, putting on a touching brotherly reunion for everyone. He, who had been kidnapped by the Martial Soul Hall since childhood and suffered so much, would naturally be whitewashed and become the righteous party, joining Tang San in punishing the evil Martial Soul Hall! This script was perfect.
But he worried that the Martial Soul Hall wouldn't follow the script. If they came up with something else, his future would be uncertain! (End of Chapter)