Chapter 1: Transcending the Blue Lightning Tyrant Clan, Cheng Yu Xiaogang's Twin Brother.
The Heaven Dou Empire is the most powerful nation on the Douluo Continent, and Heaven Dou City is its core capital.
Not far from Heaven Dou City lies a continuous mountain range.
These mountains are home to many terrifying beasts and hidden sects unknown to the world. The Blue Lightning Tyrant Clan is one of them.
As one of the three most prestigious sects in the empire, this family's behavior is remarkably low-key.
However, once someone enters the sect's territory, they are amazed by the existence of such a vast complex of buildings deep in the mountains.
Rows of magnificent buildings stand side by side, carved beams and painted rafters, their luxury rivaling that of the imperial palace.
At this moment, the young master, Yu Yuanzhen, is pacing anxiously in the hall, his face filled with unease.
Compared to his son, who wears his heart on his sleeve, the sect leader, Yu Zhentian, appears much more composed.
However, his deeply furrowed brows and damp palms betrayed his true thoughts.
He inwardly mocked himself, wondering why the birth of his grandson made him more anxious than when he was waiting for his son's birth.
Across the door, a woman with a gentle face lay on the soft bed in the palace.
Despite her gentle and refined features, her face was covered in sweat.
Undoubtedly, at this moment, the entire sect's attention was focused on her.
Because inside her swollen belly lay what might be the future sect leader of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Sect.
The delivery was today!
It was no exaggeration to say that this child, about to be born, could very well become someone who could influence the fate of the family, and even the entire empire.
The Blue Lightning Sect, relying on its powerful inherited beast souls, had represented the empire's top fighting force since its inception.
Countless Soul Douluos had emerged from the family, and they had monopolized a large amount of cultivation resources through their strength.
Even the royal family of the Heaven Dou Empire had close ties with this family, and even influential academies had to give them some respect. Strength was everything.
This rule wasn't just established within the empire; it was an ironclad law that everyone within the sect consciously adhered to.
Thinking back to his own history of winning battle after battle, shattering all doubts to become the sect leader's successor, Yu Zhentian couldn't help but feel a surge of pride.
This also made him somewhat impatient when he saw his son, pacing anxiously like an ant on a hot pan.
"Calm down! With such impetuousness, how can you possibly shoulder the responsibility of becoming sect leader in the future?"
As a father, in his eyes, his son was far from qualified to inherit the sect leader position.
Not only was his talent mediocre, but his temperament was also not composed enough.
Such a person, let alone leading the entire Blue Lightning Tyrant Sect to surpass other families and become the number one sect in the Heaven Dou Empire or even the entire Douluo Continent, would likely struggle even to maintain its current sect ranking.
Despite the sect's current success, only Yu Zhentian truly understood how dire the situation was.
The Clear Sky Sect, one of the three major sects, already suppressed their Blue Lightning Tyrant Sect, and in recent years, it had produced a string of geniuses, with its younger generation showing remarkable strength.
And now, two of them had emerged at once! Tang Xiao, the genius who shone brightly a few years ago, was not only born with near-full soul power, but also recently broke through the threshold of level 28 soul power.
Keep in mind, he's only eleven years old!
The rising star Tang Hao awakened his Clear Sky Hammer martial soul at six, and legend has it that his talent surpasses Tang Xiao's.
Could he be born with full soul power?
Not only the Clear Sky Sect, but also the relatively weaker Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect has begun to exert its strength.
Sect Master Ning Huaijin is already a rare genius, his cultivation speed far exceeding other top experts in the empire.
Rumor has it that his eldest son, Ning Fengzhi, is even more talented, and Ning Huaijin is also quite shrewd, recently cultivating closely with the royal family, making Ning Fengzhi deeply favored by the Emperor.
With royal support, Ning Fengzhi will likely not be content to remain at the bottom of the three sects in the future.
Yu Yuanzhen couldn't help but compare the outstanding second-generation members of his sect with geniuses from other sects, and the more he compared, the more his brows furrowed.
In terms of strength and potential, the difference was too great.
Concerns about the future development of the sect also fueled Yu Zhentian's high hopes for his soon-to-be-born grandson.
After all, in sects with similar strength, the final competition comes down to fresh blood, or in other words, the number of geniuses.
If his daughter-in-law could give birth to a talented descendant, who, while inheriting the family bloodline, received focused training, might become a hope for the family's further advancement.
However, several hours had passed, and there was still no movement from the bedchamber. Could something have gone wrong?
Just as Yu Zhentian was about to ask, he suddenly heard a painful groan, followed by the loud cry of a baby.
The crying quickly turned into two cries—twins!
"They're born! They're born!" The midwife excitedly ran out to congratulate the sect leader and young sect leader.
"Congratulations, sect leader! Congratulations, young master! It's twin boys!"
Yu Zhentian laughed heartily.
"Honorable Blue Lightning Sect! These grandsons have arrived at the perfect time!"
Yu Yuanzhen was also in high spirits, hurriedly opening the door and rushing to the bedside. My wife, who had just given birth, was pale, but her eyes were filled with the joy of becoming a mother for the first time.
In her arms, she held a pair of tiny swaddled babies, two pink and rosy infants wrapped inside.
He stepped forward, took his wife's hand, and wiped the sweat from her cheeks.
"You've worked hard, Yao'er."
He then eagerly picked up a baby, praising, "He looks just like me."
The men of the Yu family were always handsome, possessing a scholarly air mixed with heroic spirit; this baby perfectly inherited the best features of both parents.
Yu Zhentian then entered the room and picked up another baby: "So imposing! This child is destined for greatness."
"It seems my Yu family has a worthy successor; my mantle has found a suitable heir."
At this moment, an elder responsible for recording matters entered, first congratulating the sect leader and his wife.
Then, he asked, "Sect Leader, what names should we give the two young masters?"
Yu Zhentian thought for a moment and then uttered two unexpected names.
"Let's call them Yu Xiaogang and Yu Xiaolie."
Yu Yuanzhen asked, somewhat puzzled, "Won't a boy's name with 'Xiao' (small) not be imposing enough?"
Yu Zhentian didn't care and explained, "What do you know? A simple and unadorned name is meant to prevent them from being arrogant. The name may look rough, but when they become famous, who will dare say it's not imposing!"
The sect leader had spoken, so naturally no one objected.
Yu Yuanzhen also felt he had chosen two good names: "May you live up to expectations and grow into pillars of the sect."
The elder took out paper and pen and respectfully recorded the names of the two newborns in the family genealogy.
Next, Yu Yuanzhen would lead the direct descendants to the ancestral temple to offer sacrifices and comfort the ancestors.
The young sect leader's wife, exhausted and weak from childbirth, was also properly settled to rest, and the two infants were sent to the adjacent palace to be cared for.
Soon, only a palace maid on duty remained in the palace, and the room became quiet.
Unnoticed by her, the infant named Yu Xiaolie in the swaddling clothes suddenly rolled his eyes.
Although opening his eyes was still difficult for him, it didn't hinder his brain's operation.
No one knew that just moments ago, a soul from another world had transmigrated into the body of an infant named Yu Xiaolie.
"Blue Lightning Tyrant Clan?"
Wasn't that a sect from the Douluo Continent?
It seemed he had transmigrated, and into the novel he loved in his previous life.
Yu Xiaolie wasn't probably the first person to be reading a novel on their phone one moment and then transmigrating into it the next.
But the experience of directly transmigrating into an infant's body still felt incredibly strange to him.
When he heard the name "Yu Xiaogang," he realized he had become "that man's" twin brother.
Yu Xiaogang was arguably the most unique character in the Douluo world.
His life had been filled with ups and downs, great joy and sorrow. Despite being groomed as a prodigy, he ultimately failed to achieve great success.
The "culprit" behind all this was undoubtedly his mutated martial soul, the "Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon"—
"Luo Sanpao!"
Recalling so many details from his previous life's novel was clearly too difficult for an infant.
Soon, Yu Xiaolie felt exhausted and drifted off to sleep.
(End of Chapter)