Douluo Continent.
Ten thousand years ago, Tang San's daughter descended to the mortal world to undergo trials and later ascended to the Divine Realm with Dai Yuhao, the God of Emotions. Since then, a new era had begun.
The Sun Moon Federation.
"Big Brother Lu Li told me..."
"We'd meet again in Eastsea City!"
In Aolai City, a little boy who had said goodbye to his hometown blinked, took a deep breath, and declared with determination in his eyes.
He was going to become an amazing Soul Master!
Thinking this, he clutched the letter of recommendation in his hands and headed toward the registration office.
His name was Tang Wulin. His Martial Soul was Blue Silver Grass, and he was a Level 14 Control-Type Battle Spirit Master. His dream was the stars and the sea...
Meanwhile, elsewhere.
Shrek City, Spirit Pagoda Headquarters.
"It's about time."
"I should go say goodbye to my teacher."
Inside Tianling Pagoda, a handsome young man arrived on the top floor. He looked to be in his early twenties, tall and striking, with a face that seemed like nature's finest creation.
As he stood before the Vice Tower Master's office, about to press the doorbell, a voice quietly sounded behind him:
"Xiao Li, what brings you here?"
At that moment, a stunning woman appeared behind him. When she had arrived was anyone's guess, and her face wore a gentle smile.
She was a red-haired woman who looked to be around thirty, with exceptional beauty. Every frown and smile of hers brimmed with charm.
Though she wore plain, simple clothes, they could not hide her superb figure, the envy of countless people.
She was none other than one of the continent's top powerhouses: Spirit Pagoda Vice Tower Master Leng Yaozhu, a Level 98 Super Douluo and wearer of Four-Word Battle Armor.
"Teacher."
Hearing the voice, the young man immediately turned around to face her. A pleasant smile curved his lips as he greeted her respectfully.
His name was Lu Li. He was a little over eighteen years old, with the Golden Holy Dragon King as his Martial Soul. He was a Three-Word Battle Armor Master and one of the Spirit Pagoda's four Spirit Envoys.
He was the strongest candidate to become the next Spirit Pagoda Tower Master. Not long ago, he had also made a lucky breakthrough to the Titled Douluo rank.
He had barely managed to revise Yun Ming's longstanding record and become one of the names on the Douluo Continent's ranking of prominent figures.
He was also a force of overwhelming superiority on the Youth Genius Ranking, the list for those under twenty. While others were still Soul Kings, some people had already become Titled Douluos...
Right, Qiangu Zhangting?
"Come in and talk."
Leng Yaozhu glanced at him, then smiled and turned away as she opened the door to her office.
"Yes, Teacher."
Lu Li answered and followed her inside.
"Teacher, for the time being, I'm thinking..."
He was about to speak, but the other party cut him off, as if she had already guessed what he was going to say.
"Looks like you're planning to leave again, just like when you went to Aolai City last time."
Pushing aside the jumble of thoughts in her mind, Leng Yaozhu sat at her desk and looked at the young man before her.
"The world is so big. I want to go out and see it."
"Besides, I can't keep cultivating in seclusion inside the Spirit Pagoda forever, Teacher. Progress after reaching the Titled Douluo rank won't come quickly."
Lu Li smiled, his expression calm.
"Go out and see the world..."
"That's what you said last time, too. You were gone for several days and came back with two little admirers—a forging prodigy with Blue Silver Grass as his Martial Soul, and a girl named... Na'er?"
Leng Yaozhu glanced at him and teased him helplessly. Apparently, the little girl had even said she'd grow up and become her disciple's wife.
Still, he was indeed a Titled Douluo now. Constantly cultivating in seclusion really wasn't right for him anymore...
"Very well. Your cultivation is sufficient, and it's time you went out and made your way in the world. You can decide what to do from here."
Leng Yaozhu looked at her disciple with deep admiration.
She had watched him grow up.
A Soul Elder at nine, a Soul Ancestor at ten, a Soul King at eleven, a Soul Emperor at twelve, a Soul Saint at fourteen, and a Soul Douluo at sixteen...
He had recently become a Titled Douluo, and he wasn't even twenty yet. His talent was practically beyond Shrek's standards—an upgraded version of the second-generation Yun Ming.
Her disciple would rise above Qingtian!
"If you run into danger, give them my name and seek protection at the local Spirit Pagoda... Never mind. You're stronger than those Tower Masters."
As she spoke, Leng Yaozhu shook her head, then took a black-and-gold bank card from her Soul Tool.
"There's about ten million Federal Coins on this card. I know you don't care about money, but when you go out to have fun... Ahem, to train, you'll need some."
"But don't go getting involved with any flirtatious women."
Leng Yaozhu gave him a long, sharp look. It might have been a warning, but there was something even sharper behind it.
"Yes. Thank you, Teacher."
Lu Li didn't refuse in the slightest. As an eighth-rank blacksmith, he wasn't short of money, but how could he turn down his teacher's kindness?
Besides, compared to all the resources his teacher had given him over the years, money was the most ordinary thing of all.
"Then I'll be off, Teacher."
"I'll bring you a gift when I come back."
At that moment, Lu Li acted like the most dutiful disciple in the world: he accepted the gift and left, flashing a bright smile before vanishing in a blink.
But as soon as he left Tianling Pagoda, a pair of golden-red wings of light flashed into being behind him, and he shot into the distance without a moment's hesitation.
"You little rascal."
"Who said I wanted a gift?"
Watching him disappear, Leng Yaozhu shook her head helplessly. He really had left just like that.
"Come to think of it, he was such a tiny boy before, and now he's all grown up."
"He's not at the age where I can just scoop him up for a hug anymore. How annoying..."
That afternoon, Eastsea City.
"Eastsea City. I'm here."
"I wonder how little Wulin is doing now. A Hundred-Year Soul Ring doesn't give him much of a boost, and with all the time he spends forging, he's probably only at Level 13 or 14."
Lu Li landed outside the city and quickly headed inside, murmuring to himself.
And then there was Na'er, with her Silver Dragon King bloodline...
She had become Yun Ming's disciple, and that was fine. Perhaps he should visit her sometime, too. Never mind the Silver Dragon King's astonishing wisdom—he couldn't let her become just another part of Shrek's glory.
"Three years have gone by so quickly. But when I think about it, I've been in this world for eighteen years. That's flown by, too."
Lu Li chuckled, his voice full of feeling.
Of course, he was a transmigrator.
He had arrived in this world as a helpless orphan in swaddling clothes, and his teacher had taken him in. Eighteen years had passed since then.
When he came, he had been alone, without even a stitch of clothing. Today, he was the youngest Titled Douluo in the world.
He owed his success to his teacher's support, but even more to his own sweat and hard work. The reason was simple...
He didn't have a so-called cheat. And without one, he simply had to work harder at cultivation!
By befriending the protagonist, little Tang, and making the Silver Dragon King familiar with me, I'll have two protagonists on my side. My achievements shouldn't be too far behind theirs...
With no cheat, Lu Li could only invest in the future Dragon Emperor Douluo. Besides, his Martial Soul was one of the best, second only to the other's.
The Golden Holy Dragon King was the strongest dragon-type Martial Soul in Douluo history, and it was his Martial Soul. But he knew all too well how badly it would be suppressed in the future.
Fortunately, this generation's protagonist was the little fellow Tang Wulin. He had both talent and character. At least in the early stages, he was unquestionably one of Douluo's finest young men.
Do you even understand how wholesome the third generation is?
As he was thinking, he passed the Soul Guidance Train station in Eastsea City. A mechanical voice suddenly rang out in his mind:
[Supreme Growth System activated]
[Ding! Binding successful]
"System...?"
Hearing the voice, Lu Li froze. A visible flash of joy crossed his face.
He had long since stopped expecting a cheat, but having one and not having one were two different things. In this era of Dragon King conflicts, who wouldn't want a little more confidence?
But his smile soon faded.
[Dear Host, congratulations on reaching Level 11 as a Soul Master. With your strength, you can easily enroll at the best intermediate academy in Eastsea City.]
[Current mission: Enroll at Eastsea Academy and earn the recognition of the academy's teachers.]
[Mission reward: Increase Soul Ring age by 20%]
[Onward, dear Host!]
"...?"
Lu Li's expression stiffened as he stared at the mission panel that had appeared before him, at a loss for words.
The good news: he had a system.
The bad news: Wasn't this a little too basic?
He was a Level 91 Titled Douluo, and it wanted him to enroll at Eastsea Academy?
"..."
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