Stone Desert, Lin Feng

After packing his things, the moment he left the school gates, Kikujiro's Summer played on his phone, and his heart instantly felt hollow. Memories kept surfacing. He turned back for one last look at the school. There had once been scattered green leaves drifting past, mint-scented morning breezes brushing against him, pale golden afterglow sweeping over everything... The afternoon sun had shone on him. How beautiful that summer had been! From the window, all he had needed to do was look up to see her, with the green curtains fluttering in the breeze. This time, he would not even have a chance to secretly look at her anymore. Looking ahead,

his youth was slowly slipping away...

Bang... A deafening crash rang out, followed by the screech of emergency brakes and a fresh wave of clamor. Yet in Lin Feng's mind, memories of his father and mother surfaced, ending with a single image: "Goodbye..."

...the evil dividing line...

In Stone Desert City within the Tagor Desert, Lin Feng stood atop the towering city walls, gazing up at the deep, boundless starry sky.

Night had fallen, shrouding the entire world in mysterious darkness. The desert wind brushed gently past, stirring fine sand into motion. It swirled and danced through the air, like guardians of this ancient city, recounting legends and secrets passed down over countless centuries.

Looking up, he saw stars scattered across the heavens, dazzling and brilliant. They glimmered with mysterious light, like countless pearls set into the black Heavenly Curtain. Every star seemed to be telling its own story. Their light had crossed innumerable light-years before reaching this desert city, making one unable to help but stand in awe of the vastness and mystery of the universe.

Beneath this starry sky, the desert city appeared ever more ancient and solemn. Every brick and stone in the city walls seemed to speak of its weathered history and former glory. In the distance, the dunes glowed beneath the starlight with a hazy, mysterious beauty, like ancient ruins sleeping in the desert, waiting for those fated to explore and discover them.

Closing his eyes, he deeply felt the shock and emotion brought by this sky of stars. In this vast, boundless desert, he seemed to merge with the entire universe, sensing both the insignificance and greatness of life, and understanding the brevity and beauty of existence.

Unfortunately, this belonged only to the strong. On the Dou Qi Continent, a world where the weak were prey to the strong, only by desperately becoming stronger could one gain even a moment to catch one's breath. Moreover, the Ancient Clan, the Soul Clan, had already begun plotting for the Emperor Realm. A conspiracy that would sweep across the world had already enveloped the Dou Qi Continent.

Perhaps one might think that a mere Da Dou Shi from the tiny Jia Ma Empire had no right to worry about such matters. But Lin Feng had transmigrated here—how could he not harbor ambitions for this wondrous world? Who would not desire peerless beauties... All of it required strength, and one day, he would inevitably clash with the Soul Clan.

"I've been a Five-star Great Dou Master for two months now. I've already tempered my dou qi as far as it can go. It's time to break through," Lin Feng thought.

"Brother Lin Feng, I knew you'd be here. Hehe, it's getting cold. Let's hurry back." A little girl came running over and crashed into Lin Feng's arms. Her blue-green hair and blue-green clothes seemed to reveal her identity.

"Got it, got it, my Little Housekeeper. We'll head back now. Your brother is a Da Dou Shi expert—how could I possibly catch a chill?" Lin Feng held Qing Lin in one arm while pinching her chubby little cheek with the other.

"Hmph, Brother says that every time. You have no idea how worried I get." Qing Lin's little face flushed red as she buried herself in Lin Feng's embrace. Amid laughter and cheerful chatter, Lin Feng carried Qing Lin all the way toward the Crimson Fire Mercenary Group's residence...