Crossing Douluo: My Martial Soul is Doraemon's Anywhere Door

In the forest.

"Thump! Thump! Thump..."

Heavy hoofbeats approached from the distance.

Accompanied by ragged, heavy breathing, a two-meter-long black wild boar with tusks glinting with a cold light charged over like a madman.

Just as the boar trampled onto a patch of dead leaves.

The ground suddenly gave way, and the boar plummeted down.

Beneath the dead leaves was a large, man-made pit!

"Hmph--!!!"

The boar shrieked in agony.

Dozens of sharpened hardwood stakes stood within the pit, piercing through the Tusked Boar's torso!

The shrill beastly roar shattered the silence of the woods.

The several-hundred-pound boar kicked its hooves frantically, struggling as blood gushed out along the stakes, staining the soil beneath it red.

"Got it!"

A black-haired, black-eyed youth covered in dirt and grime rushed out from behind a tree, the wild joy in his eyes nearly overflowing.

Su Hui ran to the edge of the pit and saw the boar still shaking its head, trying to break free.

Without a word, he turned, grabbed a large rock from the side, gritted his teeth, and smashed it fiercely against the pig's head!

One, two, three...

"Damn it, still moving! I've been stalking you for half a year, die for me!"

He roared with bloodshot eyes, his arm muscles aching from the strain.

It wasn't until the pit was splattered with red and white fragments and the boar's head was smashed to a pulp that it finally stopped breathing.

A bright yellow, hundred-year soul ring emerged from the boar's corpse.

Seeing that soul ring, Su Hui finally stopped.

He gasped for air and plopped onto the ground, the rock in his hand clattering to the earth.

His heart, which had been hanging in his throat, finally settled.

"Soul beasts produce soul rings when they die."

"Douluo Continent, you truly do not deceive me!"

That's right, this boar was a hundred-year soul beast, and this was the world of Douluo Continent.

The current time was the year 2640 of the Douluo Calendar.

This youth, Su Hui, was currently soul hunting.

He had been accidentally reborn into this Douluo Continent.

In all these years, this was the first time he had seen a soul beast die and produce a soul ring with his own eyes.

He had no choice; he was an abandoned infant raised by an old woman who collected trash until he was six.

After the old woman passed away, he became an orphan with no one to look after him.

His talent wasn't high, he had no money to enter a Soul Master Academy, and no one to help him hunt for a soul ring.

In a world where one is no different from an ant if they don't become a Soul Master, he could only gamble on hunting one himself.

After reaching level 10 soul power, he took the meager savings he had scraped together over half a year to buy tools for traps and some dry rations.

He had crouched in this desolate forest, where soul beasts were scarce, for a full six months before finally managing to hunt a hundred-year soul beast.

Half a year, over one hundred and eighty days.

He endured wind and rain, mosquito bites, and insect stings.

He had gone hungry, suffered high fevers, and nearly died from a venomous snake bite.

He had survived it all.

Su Hui wiped the blood from his face and jumped into the pit.

Stepping onto the still-warm carcass of the beast, his mood was exceptionally agitated.

He was about to become a Soul Master!

"Heaven preserve me, please give me a useful soul skill!"

Becoming a Soul Master was the main theme of Douluo Continent.

Without becoming a Soul Master, there was no difference between him and an ant in this world.

Channeling the pathetic amount of soul power within his body, a faint white light flickered in Su Hui's palm, and a two-meter-tall, unremarkable, single-panel modern pink wooden door appeared.

This was his martial soul.

When it awakened, there had been no special fluctuations, nor any strange phenomena.

There was not a single record of it to be found in the Martial Soul Compendium.

Coupled with his Innate Soul Power of level 6 at the time of awakening, it was simply treated as an ordinary tool-type Martial Soul.

Because this pink wooden door bore a striking resemblance to the Anywhere Door from Doraemon, Su Hui named his Martial Soul "Anywhere Door" for convenience.

Regrettably, his Anywhere Door was extremely ordinary and possessed absolutely none of the functions of the one from Doraemon.

He did not even know if the soul ring of this Century Tusk Boar was truly suitable for his Martial Soul.

But he had no choice.

If he missed this opportunity, he might never have another chance to hunt a second century-level soul beast.

"I have no choice but to gamble again!"

Su Hui gritted his teeth, a desperate ruthlessness flashing in the depths of his eyes.

He channeled his meager soul power to pull the bright yellow century-level soul ring toward him.

The moment the soul ring touched the wooden door Martial Soul—a sudden mutation occurred!

The previously motionless wooden door suddenly erupted with a terrifying suction force.

It was as if a mouth with sharp fangs had grown upon the wooden door.

With a crisp crack, the soul ring was actually bitten, chewed, and swallowed whole!

"???"

Su Hui was completely dumbfounded.

Immediately after, the Anywhere Door seemed to have its seal broken.

The once dilapidated wooden door suddenly shone with a light so brilliant it was blinding.

Intricate and mysterious clock patterns instantly emerged upon the mottled door panels.

The three hands on the dial were spinning clockwise at a speed visible to the naked eye!

At the same time, a stream of information crashed into his mind like a thunderbolt:

True name of the Martial Soul—[Anywhere Door]!

Su Hui was utterly stunned.

"It really is an Anywhere Door?"

"Has my trash Martial Soul awakened? Or has it mutated?"

Before he could recover from this massive surprise.

"Click!"

The Anywhere Door before him suddenly swung open on its own.

Behind the door was a bottomless, swirling vortex.

Simultaneously, an irresistible and terrifying suction force erupted, seemingly dragging him in.

"What the hell?"

Before Su Hui could react, his entire body was violently sucked into the vortex.

"Holy shit!"

His vision went black instantly, and a dizzying sensation of weightlessness enveloped his entire body.

He did not know how long the dizziness lasted.

The moment Su Hui regained a shred of consciousness, a heart-wrenching, tearing pain erupted from his waist!

"Hiss! My kidney!!!"

The pain made him gasp, his muscles tensing up instantly.

He looked down.

A dagger was buried to the hilt in his lower back.

The cold blade was embedded in his flesh, and hot blood soaked through his coarse cloth shirt in the blink of an eye, dripping down his pant leg onto the ground.

Su Hui's mouth twitched uncontrollably.

"Who the hell stabbed me in the kidney?!"

He gritted his teeth and looked up to take in the scene before him.

This was a quiet road.

In front of him stood a little girl with silver hair and purple eyes.

Her clothes were tattered, her face covered in dirt, looking like a frightened little beast.

Her amethyst-like eyes were filled with tears, and her small body trembled like a leaf in the autumn wind.

Standing beside her was a little boy with black hair.

The little boy's face was deathly pale, his eyes wide as he stared at the blood on the ground, his lips trembling so hard he couldn't speak; he looked thoroughly terrified.

The one who had stabbed him was a hoodlum with dyed yellow hair and a sleazy air.

At this moment, he and his three accomplices were staring at the suddenly appeared Su Hui with faces full of shock.

The dagger in the hoodlum's hand was still held in a forward-thrusting position.

He was startled, too.

The hoodlum had originally only intended to brandish the dagger to scare the little boy who had suddenly interrupted their attempt to kidnap a little girl.

Who could have guessed that someone would suddenly flash out of thin air and happen to collide with his thrusting blade?!

"Bastard! Who the hell are you?!"

The yellow-haired hoodlum roared in anger.

"..."

Su Hui twitched the corner of his mouth.

That was the question he should be asking!

One second he was in the forest, and the next he appeared in a modern city, only to be stabbed by someone.

Now, he was in so much pain he couldn't even speak.

Could anyone be more miserable than him?

"Boss, this guy seems to have appeared out of thin air. Could it be... a Soul Master!"

Suddenly, one of the hoodlums cautiously reminded him.

"Soul Master!!!"

The yellow-haired hoodlum's face turned white in an instant.

Federal law explicitly stated that harming a registered Soul Master meant prison time at best, and losing one's head at worst!

With passersby already gathering at the mouth of the alley, the hoodlums panicked instantly.

"Damn it, bad luck! Brothers, let's bolt!"

The yellow-haired hoodlum cursed and turned to run.

They didn't want to get caught.

They left behind only the bleeding Su Hui and the two children who had been scared silly.

Su Hui was only a ten-year-old child himself, and now, having lost too much blood, his vision was flickering black.

No way, am I really going to kick the bucket?

Su Hui felt as if he were seeing his life flash before his eyes.

The strength in his body felt as if it had been drained away; his body swayed, about to collapse.

"Big brother!"

The black-haired little boy suddenly snapped out of it and rushed over, screaming.

His small body held Su Hui up tightly, his voice filled with tears.

"Big brother! Are you okay! Please don't die!"

The silver-haired little girl also bit her lip and hurried over.

The mist in her purple eyes finally gathered into droplets, and large tears fell onto Su Hui.

Looking at the wound at his waist, her small face was full of guilt and panic.

"Big brother... thank you for saving me..."

"..."

Su Hui's consciousness grew increasingly blurred.

The sounds in his ears drifted further and further away.

He only felt his lips being carefully pried open.

A stream of scalding, warm liquid slowly flowed down his throat.