Transmigration to Douluo Continent

Lin Feng was a corporate drone in his thirties. After years of working, reality had nearly worn away all his dreams and ambition. Though he had made it to middle management, he still had no idea what he was working for every day. But to stay alive, he had to make money.

Another day, he worked overtime until after eleven at night. There were already few people and cars on the road as he walked home from work. Then Lin Feng suddenly saw a little girl of seven or eight standing in the middle of the road ahead. A car came speeding toward her from the distance. He could not tell how fast it was going, but it looked fast enough to kill someone, and it showed no sign of slowing down. In that instant, he did not know what he was thinking. Maybe he had not thought at all. He charged forward and shoved the little girl aside.

Sure enough, art came from life. In TV dramas, under circumstances like these, if the person saving someone was not the protagonist but cannon fodder, then death was inevitable.

Yes, Lin Feng was cannon fodder.

The moment his soul floated out of his body, Lin Feng's first reaction was, Fuck, that hurt like hell. Fortunately, from where he floated in the air, he saw that the little girl had been saved. At least he had not died for nothing.

His second reaction was, Huh? People actually have souls after death, so I've become a ghost? I used to be an atheist. Well, at least I only found out I was wrong after dying, so it doesn't really matter now.

While Lin Feng was still lamenting how mistaken his previous understanding had been, he saw Black and White Impermanence. Sure enough, they had appearances that even an atheist could recognize at a glance. Lin Feng thought Black and White Impermanence would take him to Naihe Bridge for reincarnation next, but instead, he arrived at the Palace of the King of Hell and even met the King of Hell himself.

To be honest, Lin Feng was dumbfounded the moment he saw the King of Hell. He had heard plenty of mythological stories. Though he was an atheist, he knew a little about China's mythological system. Based on his understanding of that system and of himself, he felt that no matter how he reincarnated after death, it should not have been his turn to meet the King of Hell. This was giving him far too much credit.

While he was lost in wild thoughts, the King of Hell spoke first. "I am King Qin Guang of this hall. Today, in recognition of your merit in saving a Princess of the Heavenly Court, I shall grant you a fortunate opportunity."

Lin Feng looked utterly confused. He felt that he understood every word the King of Hell had said, but when they were put together, he had no idea what they meant.

Seeing Lin Feng's expression, King Qin Guang knew that this mortal had not understood him. Remembering the instructions of a certain Quasi-Saint, he patiently explained, "The daughter of an important figure in Heaven was undergoing a tribulation in the mortal realm. Today, she suddenly encountered an accident. Fortunately, you risked your life to save her. Your allotted lifespan had not yet ended, but you died unexpectedly. By the rules, you should have waited in the City of Wrongful Deaths until your natural lifespan ran out before reincarnating. However, you saved that important figure's daughter. To compensate you for your wrongful death, that lord has bestowed a fortunate opportunity upon you."

Only then did Lin Feng roughly understand what had happened. He wanted to ask what kind of opportunity it was, but his habitually loose mouth made him blurt out, "Undergoing a tribulation? Did the Princess descend to the mortal realm to undergo a love tribulation?"

King Qin Guang said, "What love tribulation? Watch fewer TV dramas. Other than Old Man Under the Moon, what proper immortal descends to undergo a love tribulation? She was undergoing the Mortal Tribulation—living an entire human life as an ordinary mortal and surviving past the age of eighty."

Lin Feng said, "Is that so simple? Living an ordinary human life counts as undergoing a tribulation?"

King Qin Guang said, "Simple? Do you know that only around two percent of you mortals live past eighty? And do you think living an ordinary human life does not count as a tribulation? Think about your own life. Was it comfortable? To immortals, no tribulation is harder to endure than the lives you mortals live, and no suffering is more bitter than the fate of mortals."

Lin Feng fell silent. All right, stop talking. Any more, and this would be disrespectful.

Lin Feng said, "My apologies, Your Highness. I was curious for a moment, so I spoke without thinking. You said that important figure would grant me a fortunate opportunity. What kind of opportunity is it?"

King Qin Guang said, "Stop interrupting me, brat. You nearly made me forget the important matter. Your allotted lifespan had not ended, yet you died. Originally, you were supposed to wait in the City of Wrongful Deaths for reincarnation. Now, I will give you an opportunity to live a different life in another world under a new identity. In the terms used in your web novels, it is Transmigration. And because this is compensation arranged from above, although the world you transmigrate to will be random, you will receive a good background equivalent to what you consider a good background. That way, whether or not you strive in that life, you can live comfortably in wealth and honor. Do you understand? Of course, you may also refuse and wait in the City of Wrongful Deaths for reincarnation."

Lin Feng said, "I understand, Your Highness. I have another question. If I choose Transmigration, after I finish living that life, will I be directly arranged for reincarnation? Will there be other options?"

King Qin Guang said, "If you happen to transmigrate to a world where cultivation is possible, gain a certain level of cultivation, and reach a sufficient realm, then you may have other choices. For example, if you reach the level of immortality in that world, you may remain there and live forever. Or, if your cultivation reaches the Underworld's entry-level standard when you die in that life, you may choose to take a position in the Underworld, or you may follow your original path and reincarnate."

Lin Feng said, "Then is it possible for me to cultivate to an extremely high realm in the world I transmigrate to, return to the Underworld as an expert, and obtain a relatively high position?"

King Qin Guang said, "That is impossible. In any world you can go to, even if you cultivate to the limit and return to the Underworld, you will only be as strong as an ordinary ghost constable. Under normal circumstances, you would not even qualify to enter the Underworld's ranks at that level. But since you saved that important figure's daughter, the Underworld will exempt you from the examination and appoint you directly. If you choose to remain and serve in the Underworld, you may continue cultivating here. All right, do you have any more questions? If not, we will now draw your transmigration world." With a wave of his hand, a Seven-Colored Roulette appeared in the great hall.

Lin Feng said, "Your Highness, one last question. If I die unexpectedly very early in the world I transmigrate to, what will happen to me?"

King Qin Guang said, "Time in the transmigration world will be adjusted proportionally according to Underworld time. No matter how long you spend in the transmigration world, it will count as the time you need to wait in the City of Wrongful Deaths. In other words, if you die as soon as you enter the new world, you may immediately reincarnate upon returning. Do you understand? Now place your hand on the button in the center of the roulette and press it. You will then randomly draw a transmigration world."

"Thank you for clearing up my doubts, Your Highness." Lin Feng pressed the button in the center of the Seven-Colored Roulette. Accompanied by arcade sound effects, it began to spin. As he watched it turn, Lin Feng silently prayed, Fantasy cultivation world! Fantasy cultivation world! Fantasy cultivation world... As he prayed, the roulette stopped, and a screen of light appeared. It displayed: "Douluo Continent I." Seeing those words, Lin Feng could not help clenching his fist as he said, "YES!"

King Qin Guang said, "It seems you are very satisfied with this world. It is the independent world based on that novel you have read. I presume I need not explain the specific plot to you. Since you drew this world, you have one more chance to draw a Martial Soul. I said I would give you a good background, so no matter what you draw this time, it will at least be a high-grade Martial Soul with innate Soul Power above rank seven. Press this button once more."

Lin Feng pressed it again, but this time, as the roulette spun, he could not immediately decide what kind of Martial Soul he wanted. He had read too many novels, which meant there were too many things he wanted. For a moment, he did not know how to choose. He could only stare at the roulette and silently repeat, Top-tier Martial Soul. It was not that he had overlooked the fact that Douluo Continent had God-tier Spirits. Lin Feng had only read Douluo Continent I, and the only God-tier Spirit he remembered seemed to be the Six-Winged Angel. But he did not want to be born into the Qian Family. He felt that no one in that family was quite normal. As he let his thoughts run wild, the roulette stopped, and a new screen of light appeared: "Twin Martial Souls, Heavenly Sword and Dragon Slaying Saber." Lin Feng was excited again. This was the ultimate setup.

Watching Lin Feng get excited to himself, King Qin Guang found it rather amusing. He had seen countless humans and ghosts. Whether human or ghost, they looked the most sincere when they could not control their emotions—excluding those who had gone mad, of course. He continued, "That Lord said that if you drew a world where cultivation is possible, you may also receive a cultivation method or legacy. You may choose it yourself. Think it over. Based on the novels you have read, choose whichever one you want. I will adapt it according to the circumstances of the Douluo World and turn it into something suitable for that world."

Lin Feng began to struggle over what cultivation method to choose. Tang San's Mysterious Heaven Skill seemed very comprehensive, but based on his vast reading experience, it was not top-tier. Besides, in his heart, he felt that the Mysterious Heaven Skill was unworthy of the Heavenly Sword and Dragon Slaying Saber. Its supplementary techniques mostly served hidden weapons, but now that he had such a good cultivation opportunity, he had no desire to learn hidden weapons. Thus, the Mysterious Heaven Skill was immediately ruled out. When he thought of the Heavenly Sword and Dragon Slaying Saber, Nine Yin Nine Yang immediately came to mind. Those were two top-tier cultivation methods. Obtaining either one would be enough for him to dominate Douluo Continent. Then he suddenly thought of another possibility. After considering it seriously, he decided to take a gamble. He said to King Qin Guang, "Your Highness, I have decided. I want the core legacy of the Medicine King Sect, the Divine Medicine King Chapter, described in Old Sir Jin's novel Flying Fox."

King Qin Guang glanced at Lin Feng. The brat had some brains after all. "Very well. As you wish, this hall will modify the Divine Medicine King Chapter into a Douluo version and place it in your mind. Before you transmigrate, let me remind you of one thing. The form of your transmigration will be essentially no different from reincarnation. The only difference is that you have not drunk Meng Po's Soup, so you will retain the memories of this life. This will count as one of your innate advantages. This life will be a new life. Your parents in that life will be your parents. To help you adapt to that world, this hall will temporarily seal your memories. You will awaken them when you are three years old. At that time, you may begin preparing for cultivation in that life. Before then, there is nothing you can do, so simply enjoy your childhood."

Lin Feng cupped his hands and bowed to King Qin Guang. "Thank you, Your Highness." He did not know why he had suddenly performed such an ancient salute, but it seemed all Chinese people knew a move or two like that.

King Qin Guang said, "One more thing. In that world, as long as you cultivate to the level of a Titled Douluo before you die, the Underworld can arrange a position for you after you return. But if you become a god in that world, you must pass on your Godhood Legacy before returning to the Underworld. Once you go to that world, you must still abide by its rules. All right, go." Without waiting for Lin Feng to react, he waved his hand and sent Lin Feng into the transmigration passage.

After Lin Feng's figure disappeared from the hall, White Impermanence asked King Qin Guang, "My lord, don't we normally let those with 'merit' choose their own transmigration? Since when did we have this roulette? And why does this roulette look so familiar?"

King Qin Guang said, "Oh, it is the roulette from the entrance of that mall we encountered when I took you to the mortal realm on official business last time, during its grand opening. I just replicated it. This roulette is useless. The world he transmigrates to and the Martial Soul he chooses are actually what he most wants in his subconscious. His conscious mind simply had not made a choice yet, so I did not break any rules. Who told that brat to speak so carelessly? He came up here and started talking to me about 'undergoing a love tribulation,' so I teased him a little. And when the roulette spun, did you not think his reaction was quite amusing?"

White Impermanence recalled how Lin Feng had stared at the roulette just now, fist clenched and eyes unblinking. "It was rather amusing."

King Qin Guang said, "Although I teased him a little, this method really is better than making him think for half a day before choosing. Influenced by his circumstances and all sorts of factors, he might not necessarily make the choice his subconscious truly wanted. If he believes it was an arrangement of 'Heaven,' he will make the most of his existing conditions and walk a better path. Otherwise, if he spends half a day making his own choice and things go poorly later, he will definitely regret it. He will keep thinking, If only I hadn't chosen this back then and had chosen that instead. After all, we are doing this for That Lord. Taking one extra step cannot hurt."

Black and White Impermanence said, "My lord is wise."