1 Chapter 1: Mysterious Transmigration

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"I say, Zeng Yi, is Yasuo your father? You always chose Wanderer Yasuo?"

"Well, believe it or not, he is a strong champion" Zeng Yi looked at his foolish roommate beside him and laughed.

Zeng Yi was playing a game called League of Legends, specifically the Teamfight Tactics mode.

As a loyal player of League of Legends for eight years, Zeng Yi became obsessed with it since the release of the champion Yasuo. He couldn't stop himself from playing and had become unstoppable in every game.

After playing ranked matches tonight and rewarding his teammates with a few wins with Yasuo as champion, he started playing the newly released Teamfight Tactics mode.

When this mode was first released, Zeng Yi wasn't interested. But after being dragged into playing a few rounds by his roommate, he found it more and more interesting and became addicted. He would play several rounds of Teamfight Tactics every day.

"Yasuo is just a Swordsman. Do you even know how to play the game with tactics?"

"Haha, I understand, I understand!"

And then...

There was no continuation.

"Damn it! Yasuo got assassinated, otherwise, I would have won this round!"

Zeng Yi stared at the "Defeat" on his computer screen, instantly losing his composure and blurting out disdainfully.

"Haha, I told you! Yasuo is just an wanderer, how could he win? Come on, let me show you my Dragon Knight."

His roommate patted Zeng Yi on the shoulder, laughing.

"I'm tired and going to sleep. We have classes tomorrow too!" Zeng Yi pushed away his roommate's wandering hand and casually clicked the mouse to shut down the computer.

"Alright then, I'll play alone."

Seeing this, his roommate could only play alone. He was a night owl and it was impossible for him to sleep before midnight.

After freshening up, Zeng Yi climbed into bed and lay down.

After a day of gaming, Zeng Yi quickly fell asleep and hoped for a good dream tonight.

And then...

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Douluo Continent.

A small village on the outskirts of a small duchy in the Heaven Dou Empire.

Today was a sunny and clear day.

"What a nice weather!"

A five or six-year-old boy lay on the grass, a stalk of grass hanging from his mouth, swinging his legs with crossed ankles, blowing in the breeze, basking in the warm sunlight.

The boy, lying on his back, stared at the sun overhead with bright eyes, showing a maturity beyond his age.

That's right! He was a transmigrator named Zeng Yi.

"Oh my, my eyes can't take it anymore."

Zeng Yi said, and then turned his head, no longer looking at the sun. Although it was only around ten in the morning and the sunlight wasn't too harsh, it could still become unbearable if one stared at it for too long.

Rubbing his eyes with both hands, he spat out the grass stalk he had been chewing and stretched out fully on the grass, feeling lax and spiritless.

"Six years have passed!"

"Why the hell did I transmigrate? I just took a nap, why did this happen to me? I didn't want to transmigrate, damn it!"

"Oh god! Why!"

Zeng Yi spoke euphemistically to the sky.

God: ...

This lying position is not comfortable. There are stones poking my back.

Then Zeng Yi turned over.

First of all, Zeng Yi, as a transmigrator, was unqualified.

He hadn't experienced career setbacks (he hadn't even worked), emotional setbacks (he was still single), and he wasn't an orphan, nor did he have any physical or mental problems.

Before Zeng Yi transmigrated, his parents were still alive, and he had an annoying younger sister. Although their family wasn't wealthy, they weren't poor either, and they lived a warm life. He was still a college student about to graduate, and soon he would start working.

Before he had the chance to face the hardships of society, he transmigrated unknowingly.

Damn will of the world! What kind of conspiracy do you have!

When Zeng Yi first arrived in this world, he was in a state of panic. But since he was still a baby, all he could do was cry to express his emotions.

Although he looked like a baby on the surface, there was an adult soul inside his body. So Zeng Yi behaved differently from other children. He started speaking when he was two months old, though it was unclear; he started walking at six months, but stumbled and fell after a few steps. In the eyes of the people around him, he was unusually strange and didn't match the behavior of a typical child.

At first, Zeng Yi thought it was an ordinary ancient world, but then he saw someone summoning an Iron Shovel and started working. He was completely dumbfounded.

Indeed, transmigration wasn't that simple.

Alright, let's stop talking and get back to the main point!

Later, Zeng Yi learned that this world was called Douluo, no, it was called the Douluo Continent.

Douluo? What! It's the novel written by the Third Young Master. There's no Martial Arts or Magic here, only evolved battle horses... ahem, Soul Power.

Douluo Continent, the people here all have their own martial souls. At the age of six, they awaken their martial souls with the guidance of others and can then practice and become respected Soul Masters!

Of course, this depends on personal aptitude! Not everyone can become a soul master. When awakening the martial soul, there is also the awakening of soul power. Only with soul power can one continue to cultivate; otherwise, one can only be an ordinary person.

The strength of a martial soul also determines one's achievements. Martial souls include Tool martial souls, Beast martial souls, Plant martial souls, Elemental martial souls, Food martial souls, and so on. There are many different types!

Martial souls are further divided into Attack, Agility, and Support types, just like character classes in online games.

The levels of soul power cultivation are Soul Scholar, Soul Master, Soul GrandMaster, Soul Ancestor, Soul King, Soul Emperor, Soul Sage, Soul Douluo, Title Douluo, from level one to one hundred. Once a person awakens their martial soul and possesses soul power, they become a Soul Scholar. Whether they can cultivate into a Soul Master is uncertain.

When each person reaches level ten in cultivation, they must go and kill soul beasts to obtain soul rings and gain a skill. Only by doing so can they continue to cultivate. Every ten levels, they must acquire a soul ring, which is quite troublesome.

So becoming a soul master as an ordinary person is very difficult. Without backing, going out to hunt soul beasts and acquire soul rings is extremely dangerous, almost a matter of life and death. After all, soul beasts are not house cats; they are fierce and have all kinds of strange abilities. For ordinary people, they are too dangerous.

Zeng Yi didn't feel much about the death of his parents in this life. Leaving their cute child alone at home to pursue their dreams is not something a responsible parent does. After all, Zeng Yi was only three years old! Although he could take care of himself, the villagers were honest and kind, but he was still just a child!

This was his anguish speaking.

So, what can I say? If you don't court death, you won't die. Why couldn't they just stay in the village and farm? Now I'm left alone, living a miserable life as Zeng Yi.

Although Zeng Yi managed to stumble through with the help of the villagers over these years.

"Oh my, where's my system? This is Douluo Continent! In this dangerous world, how can I survive without a system, heaven, what do you want me to do?" Zeng Yi eloquently complained.

Since transmigrating until now, Zeng Yi prayed every day for the arrival of the system, but six years had passed and there was no sign of it.

Zeng Yi learned that there was still the Spirit Hall in this era, which meant this was the timeline of the first part of the Douluo Continent series. Although it was peaceful now, the later wars were absolutely divine battles! Who knows if it would affect him.

No, I must become stronger! At the very least, I need to be able to protect myself.

Zeng Yi clenched his fist and made a firm determination.

Or... should I find the protagonist, Tang San, and build a good relationship first?

No, that's too shameless. Relying on someone else is just too embarrassing for the army of transmigrators.

Everything depends on myself!

"Xiao Yi! Why are you still here? Today is the day of awakening the martial soul. Hurry to the village shrine and don't keep the Soul Masters of the Spirit Hall waiting."

From a distance, an old voice came.

"Oh! It's Village Chief Grandpa. I'm going there right now."

Hearing the call, Zeng Yi quickly stood up, patted his buttocks, yelled a response, and ran towards the Village Chief.

Today, I will awaken my martial soul. I wonder what kind of martial soul I have?

Will it be a Heavenly Dragon? Chaos Divine Sword? Or some kind of artifact?

Soul power, well, let's just start with an innate full soul power. I don't need an innate level twenty soul power; that would be a bit too cheating. Although I am a transmigrator, I still want to keep a low profile.

Zeng Yi thought ecstatically in his heart. Without a golden finger, my talent must be extraordinary, otherwise, it would be hard to explain!

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