Lin Yu

"Tsk, tsk. Just as I thought. Men are all the same. Their values follow their eyes." Lin Yu paused the video, staring at Bibi Dong on the screen.

"But then, I'm a man too." Lin Yu gave a lecherous grin, grabbed a tissue, and headed for the bathroom.

It wasn't until an hour later that Lin Yu finally came out of the bathroom.

"Ow, my legs are numb." Lin Yu came out, rubbing his legs helplessly. He sat back down at the computer and casually pulled out a cigarette, putting it in his mouth. But as he reached for his lighter, he accidentally knocked over the glass of water beside him.

The water spilled straight onto his laptop. Sparks crackled, bolts of electricity dancing right before Lin Yu's eyes.

Faced with the scene, Lin Yu was shocked, but stubbornly lit the cigarette in his mouth anyway.

"Phew! I never thought I'd see the day something like this happened to me. I wonder if I can transmigrate.

"If I can, I'd like to go to Douluo Continent. Definitely not for the beauties there—I just want to taste the Soul Beasts there." Lin Yu calmly blew out a puff of smoke. Then the computer exploded.

In a flash of electricity, Lin Yu and the computer vanished together.

Only fragments of the exploded computer remained in the room, bearing witness to what had just happened.

"Ah! What a shame. I was still a virgin!" With that mournful cry as his final words, Lin Yu found himself in a dazzling, multicolored passageway.

As he traveled through it, Lin Yu's body gradually returned to an infant's form. Along with that, an energy he couldn't see flowed into his body.

"Wah!!" A baby's cries suddenly rang out in a village far from the hustle and bustle.

"Hm? How did a baby end up here?" An elderly voice sounded by the infant's ear.

"What a shame. From now on, you little one can stay with me." And so the old man took Lin Yu home.

That's right, the infant was Lin Yu. After passing through the dazzling, multicolored passageway, he had arrived here.

"Have I ended up in ancient times?" Looking at the low houses around him, Lin Yu pondered to himself.

Inside the infant's body was the soul of a man in his twenties.

But even with a powerful soul, an infant's body was simply too weak. Lin Yu couldn't think for long before he grew tired and fell fast asleep.

"Grandpa, I'm back!" A three-year-old little brat hurried into what was probably the nicest house in the village.

"Xiao Yu's back." Hearing the cheerful shout, a kind, elderly voice answered from the courtyard.

"Hehe, Grandpa, I brought back a rabbit. Let's have Spicy Rabbit Head today!" Lin Yu drooled nonstop.

That's right, Lin Yu's name hadn't changed. He was still called Lin Yu. When the old man found him, he had seen the name on Lin Yu's clothes and decided to give him the same one.

"Xiao Yu, go call Xiao San over so he can have some meat with us." Just as Lin Yu was staring at the rabbit and drooling, the old man spoke up.

Hearing him, Lin Yu furrowed his brow.

That's right. The world Lin Yu had come to was Douluo Continent.

The old man before him was Old Jack, and the Xiao San he had just mentioned was the future God King Tang, Tang San.

Even though Lin Yu and Tang San lived in the same Holy Soul Village, Lin Yu didn't want to get involved with him. In fact, he wanted nothing to do with him.

After all, there was a saying in his previous life: better to be Xiao Yan's underling than Tang San's brother.

Tang San had done too many inhuman things. Lin Yu could understand hypocrisy and revenge—everyone had double standards, himself included.

But Lin Yu wasn't so shameless as to pretend he was always in the right and everyone else was evil.

Dugu Bo had helped Tang San so much, yet Tang San had claimed the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well for himself without giving Dugu Bo anything in return.

A lot of people might say that Tang San had cured Dugu Bo's poison. But without Tang San, the poison wouldn't have done Dugu Bo much harm in the first place. Only Dugu Yan might have been affected.

Besides, Tang San had only agreed to cure the poison in exchange for Dugu Bo doing three things for him.

And if Dugu Bo didn't count, what about Bai Chenxiang? She was Tang San's cousin. In the end, even when Ma Hongjun begged him to bring her to the Divine Realm, Tang San still refused.

Then there was Old Jack. He had taken good care of Tang San when he was young, but Tang San had kicked him out of the house just because he scolded Tang San's drunken father.

So Lin Yu really didn't want to get mixed up with Tang San. Otherwise, who knew how he'd end up dead?

Lin Yu had been in this world for three years. No matter how many times he called out, he never got a response from a system or any other cheat. So after a while, he gave up and could only hope that he'd awaken a good Martial Soul when he turned six.

"Okay." Although he didn't want to get involved with Tang San, Lin Yu didn't want to upset Old Jack either. Without him, Lin Yu might have frozen to death.

"Resurrect, my love? I wonder if Tang San, after getting a taste for Spicy Rabbit Head, could still fall for that hundred-thousand-year-old rabbit." Lin Yu thought it over, then broke into an evil grin.

"I wonder if hundred-thousand-year-old rabbit meat would be tough?" After muttering to himself, Lin Yu hurried toward Tang San's home.

It had taken Lin Yu two and a half years to learn the language of Douluo Continent. After all, he'd spoken Chinese for twenty years, and learning a different language so suddenly had been difficult.

One thing was different about Douluo Continent, though: the air here was full of Soul Power. Even children who couldn't cultivate had stronger bodies and grew much faster than they had in Lin Yu's old world, thanks to being nourished by the Soul Power.

Of course, that didn't take the difference between worlds into account. Some expert in his previous life had deduced that the people of Douluo Continent were hydrogen-filled. Even the gods there would be killed dead by a dump truck.

Lin Yu was fast, and it didn't take long for him to reach Tang San's house.

There were no other villagers around Tang San's courtyard. His family lived alone, since everyone else thought they were a bunch of weirdos.

Still, Lin Yu hesitated to go in. After all, the house held not only the little brat Tang San, but also a drunken Douluo.

"Lin Yu? What are you doing here?" Just as Lin Yu was hesitating, Tang San's still-childish voice sounded beside him.

Although Lin Yu didn't want anything to do with Tang San, they lived in the same village, and Old Jack helped Tang San out from time to time, so the two of them knew each other.

Hearing the voice, Lin Yu quickly turned around.

"Tang San? Perfect. Grandpa wants you to come to my house for dinner. Hurry up and come over." After saying that, he didn't wait to see whether Tang San agreed. He simply turned and ran back the way he had come.