Reborn in Douluo

In the vast and boundless Heaven Dou Empire on Douluo Continent, in the southwestern region of the Ancient Thunder Kingdom, there lay a peaceful and tranquil village—Liu Family Village.

Liu Family Village was located northeast of the Star Dou Great Forest, tightly surrounded by rolling mountain ranges and lush forests, like a pearl treasured by nature.

On an ordinary early morning, gentle sunlight, like golden threads, passed through a slightly weathered wooden window and spilled into a humble yet warm house in Liu Family Village.

In the air, the Faint Fragrance of herbs drifted leisurely, as though telling of the village's inseparable bond with medicinal herbs.

Inside the house, the mother, Zhang Xiaowen, lay weakly on the bed, her forehead covered in dense Bean-sized Sweat Drops.

Yet she held the newborn infant tightly in her embrace, her eyes filled with the tenderness and love of a new mother.

Liu Qing, the honest and simple father, stood beside the bed. His rough palm, still carrying the warmth of working in the fields, gently brushed over the infant's cheeks. The joy in his eyes was like the Warm Sun of spring—bright and warm.

"This child's eyes and brows look like yours." Zhang Xiaowen's lips curved faintly upward, her voice soft as a spring breeze and carrying the scent of happiness.

Liu Qing nodded vigorously, an honest smile blooming across his face. "His nose looks like yours too. He'll definitely grow into a handsome young man."

Just then, the infant slowly opened his eyes.

They were eyes as clear as a mountain Clear Spring, yet carrying a touch of bewilderment and confusion as they curiously observed this brand-new world.

Within that tiny body, Liu Feng's consciousness was gradually awakening.

He was shocked to discover that he had become an infant. His body was soft and weak; even letting out a loud cry was so difficult.

"Where is this? I... could I have transmigrated?" The thought flashed through Liu Feng's mind like lightning.

He had originally been a college student studying late into the night in a library for his exams. Who could have expected that a sudden accident would make him lose consciousness?

When he woke again, he was already in this unfamiliar world.

Liu Feng searched deep within his memories, trying to find similar plots from the webnovels he had read. A vague guess formed in his heart. "Have I transmigrated to another world, or to ancient times?"

He laboriously moved his eyes, overlooking no corner of the room as he desperately searched his surroundings for more clues.

An infant's eyes clearly should not have been able to see, yet Liu Feng could "see." Or rather, he could sense things. After all, he was a transmigrator.

Just as infants could see things adults could not, Liu Feng could now sense the situation around him as well.

The furnishings inside were exceedingly simple. The wooden furniture had been worn down by the years, leaving mottled traces behind, as though quietly recounting stories of the past.

Several pieces of furniture and bundles of herbs emitting a distinctive scent were piled in the corner.

In the air, the familiar yet unfamiliar fragrance of fresh grass lingered in fine strands, refusing to disperse.

"Xiao Feng, from now on, your name will be Liu Feng." Liu Qing's voice, like a clap of spring thunder, interrupted Liu Feng's thoughts.

Liu Qing lowered his head to look at the infant in his embrace, his eyes full of endless affection.

Liu Feng's heart jolted. "Liu Feng... This name is actually the same as before I transmigrated. Could this be fate?"

Overjoyed, he tried to respond, but all that came from his throat was a wailing cry.

At that moment, a set of steady footsteps sounded outside the house.

A white-haired old man slowly pushed open the door and entered. His back was slightly stooped, bent a little by the weight of time, but his gaze was particularly sharp.

Liu Feng fixed his eyes tightly on the old man and secretly pondered, This must be my grandpa.

"Dad, you're here." Liu Qing turned toward the old man, his tone carrying respect and closeness.

Grandpa Liu Bai nodded slightly and walked steadily to the bedside.

Lowering his head to look at Liu Feng, A Flash in the Eyes revealed his delight. "This child has a clever look in his eyes."

A faint smile appeared on Zhang Xiaowen's face as she softly asked, "Dad, who do you think this child resembles?"

Liu Bai did not answer. He merely reached out, gently touched Liu Feng's forehead, and muttered under his breath, "Sigh! Raise him well. I hope this boy will be stronger than me, stronger than his dad."

Liu Feng was anxious to learn more about this world, but an infant's body was far too weak. Before long, exhaustion overwhelmed him, his eyelids began to droop, and he slowly closed his eyes.

In the days that followed, Liu Feng's consciousness was sometimes clear and sometimes muddled, as though he were lost in a fog.

Like an ordinary infant, his daily life consisted of eating, sleeping, then eating again after waking.

Time flew by, and Liu Feng grew day by day in this unfamiliar land.

Perhaps because he retained memories of his previous life, he had been Completely Different from the other Children in the village since childhood.

Not only did he learn to speak earlier than children his age and recognize his family sooner, but his body was exceptionally strong as well. From childhood onward, he had never been troubled by illness. He had been sharp-eared and clear-eyed since birth, as though heaven had favored him especially.

From the moment his consciousness became clear, Liu Feng actively adapted to the life of an infant. When hungry, he babbled to express it; when he needed to relieve himself, he would make noises to call for the adults.

His mother praised him to everyone she met, saying that her child had been smart and sensible from a young age and was especially easy to raise.

After learning to crawl, Liu Feng could not wait to explore this world, constantly expanding the range of his activities. After learning to walk, he followed Grandpa around the village all day like a little tail.

From taking his first wobbling step to eventually running freely through the village, Liu Feng never stopped exploring the world around him.

It was not until he was two years old that Liu Feng finally confirmed that he had not been reborn, but had transmigrated to Douluo Continent.

At first, seeing his Parents dressed in ancient clothing and hearing the adults discuss planting herbs and tending the Fields, he thought he had merely transmigrated to ancient times.

That was until, when he was one year old, he personally witnessed Grandpa use a Soul Skill to treat Uncle Li next door after he had been bitten by a Wild Boar. That miraculous sight made him realize this was no ordinary ancient world.

Later, after questioning Grandpa, he finally confirmed that he had transmigrated to Douluo Continent, a world filled with wonder and adventure.

Besides himself, Liu Feng had three close family members.

Grandpa Liu Bai had once been a Soul Master. Though he was now old, he remained vigorous and served as the Village Chief of Liu Family Village.

His eyes held the wisdom accumulated over time, and he possessed considerable knowledge of the history of Douluo Continent and the world of Soul Masters.

In his spare time, he often told the Children in the village stories about Soul Masters. Those thrilling adventures and powerful, mysterious Soul Beasts filled Liu Feng with endless longing and anticipation for this world.

His father, Liu Qing, was steady and reserved, hardworking and simple, the pillar of the family.

He had abundant experience in planting and gathering herbs and was recognized throughout the village as an expert in medicinal herbs.

On ordinary days, he often had to go to town to sell herbs, so Liu Feng spent more time with Grandpa.

His mother, Zhang Xiaowen, had originally been an ordinary woman. She came to Liu Family Village while fleeing hardship, met and came to know Liu Qing, and eventually married him and had Liu Feng.

However, fate was especially cruel to her. When Liu Feng was eight months old, she died of illness.

Perhaps it was the hardship she had endured while fleeing, or perhaps childbirth had depleted too much of her vitality, but her body had always been extremely frail.

His mother's departure filled the young Liu Feng with grief and reluctance. That heavy sorrow was like a Boulder pressing upon his heart.

Liu Family Village, a village dominated by the Liu surname, could trace its history back to the founding of the Heaven Dou Empire.

At that time, the Liu Family Ancestor led the Tribe Members here to escape the chaos of war.

Later, after generations of growth and reproduction, the settlement gradually became a village.

The village sat on a vast plain, surrounded by continuous mountain ranges and dense forests, like an earthly paradise.

There were three main roads around the village. They met at the village entrance, forming a distinctive Three-Fork Road that the villagers affectionately called "Three-Fork Road."

One of these roads led to the bustling Prosperous Dragon Town, the largest Soul Hunting gathering place nearby, where Soul Masters often hunted Soul Beasts and conducted trade.

Another led deep into the mysterious mountain ranges, where countless treasures and dangers lay hidden.

The last connected to nearby Villages and carried the villagers' daily Interactions.

The land around the village was fertile. More than two-thirds of it was planted with all kinds of precious herbs. These herbs were not only the foundation of the villagers' livelihood, but also the pride of the village.

The remaining land was used to grow grain and some vegetables, providing the villagers with their daily food.

In the fields, by the roadsides, and even atop rooftops, Blue Silver Grass could be seen everywhere.

They swayed gently in the breeze like blue sprites, giving off a Faint Fragrance as though draping the entire village in a dreamy veil of blue gauze.

To the east and north of the village stretched endless plains, a paradise for herbs, grain, and vegetables to grow.

To the west, near the mountain ranges, a clear river rushed past and formed a spectacular Waterfall along with the rise and fall of the mountains.

Below the Waterfall was a lake roughly a hundred meters in diameter. Its water was so clear that one could see to the bottom, like an enormous mirror.

On ordinary days, women from several nearby villages often gathered here to wash clothes, their laughter echoing along the lakeshore.

In summer, it became a fine place for everyone to escape the heat, swim, and fish at leisure.

South of the village was a dense forest. Villagers often gathered herbs along its edge, while hunters hunted there. Occasionally, several Low-level Soul Beasts would appear as well.

From time to time, the roars of Soul Beasts came from deep within the forest. That mysterious and dangerous aura made people hesitate to approach.

Only experienced hunters and the village's Soul Masters dared rely on their courage and strength to venture deep inside in search of the unknown.

As time slowly passed, Liu Feng adapted to the life of an infant while gradually learning the basics of this world through careful observation and attentive listening.

Because Liu Feng had been exceptionally intelligent since childhood, Liu Bai loved and cared for him especially.

Whenever he had free time, Liu Bai often carried Liu Feng as they strolled through the village.

He told him about the historical changes of their Liu Family Village on Douluo Continent, the battle exploits of Soul Masters, and some hearsay legends about Soul Beasts.

Liu Feng always listened With Great Interest, his eyes full of boundless visions for the future.

Through Grandpa's stories, combined with Liu Feng's memories from before his transmigration, a vague impression of Douluo Continent slowly unfolded in Liu Feng's heart.