Crossing Over to Douluo: I Crossed Over to Legend of the Dragon King and Intercepted the Silver Dragon King!

"Hiss..."

As his consciousness drifted up from the chaos, Su Hui first felt the pain from before he lost consciousness.

He slowly lifted his heavy eyelids.

"Where... is this?"

The first thing his gaze settled upon was a small figure sitting on the edge of the bed.

A girl with silver hair draped over her shoulders and bright, crystalline purple eyes.

The girl's fingertips were still resting on a roll of gauze at the bedside.

"Big Brother, you... you're awake?!"

The girl spoke first, her voice soft and tinged with obvious nervousness.

"I..."

Su Hui moved his fingertips. His throat was parched and tight, producing only a raspy, breathy sound.

"Oh, oh! Big Brother, you want water, right? I'll go get it for you right now!"

The girl reacted immediately.

She turned to pick up the water glass from the low table nearby and held it to his lips, her movements cautious and careful.

"Gulp... gulp..."

The warm water slid quickly down his throat, and as the dry, burning sensation dissipated, Su Hui finally felt like he had come back to life.

Once he had recovered a bit, Su Hui finally had the leisure to observe the entire room.

White lime-washed walls, a half-height wooden cabinet in the corner, and a few ceramic bowls placed simply on top of it.

The bed he lay on was covered with soft sheets.

Every detail felt completely foreign.

He even saw electrical appliances similar to televisions and air conditioners.

This was a purely modern room!

It was vastly different from the backward decor style of the Douluo Continent where he had lived for the past ten years.

Fragmented memories pieced themselves together in his mind.

The golden light while making a desperate gamble to absorb a century-old spirit ring, the mutation of his martial soul, and then being stabbed in the kidney...

He tried to move his body, and a tight, restrictive sensation came from his lower back.

Although he couldn't feel pain anymore, it was still wrapped in layers of gauze.

Su Hui couldn't help but grumble inwardly.

Good heavens, I just tried to absorb a spirit ring, and it ended up costing me my life.

He decided he would never pray to the heavens again.

"Click~"

The door was suddenly pushed open.

The black-haired little boy he remembered walked in carrying a ceramic bowl, from which the sweet, clear aroma of rice porridge wafted.

Seeing Su Hui sitting up, the boy's expression turned to one of pleasant surprise.

"Big Brother! You're finally awake! This is so great!"

The boy's excited voice was startlingly loud, and the bowl in his hands nearly sloshed over.

He set the bowl down and turned to run out the door, his footsteps thumping against the floor.

As he ran, he shouted, "Mom, Dad! Big Brother is awake! Come and see!"

Before long, a well-dressed middle-aged couple followed the boy inside.

The man looked similar to the boy, with a tall, upright stature and gentle features.

The woman had a graceful temperament and was carrying a medical kit.

"Young man, how are you feeling? Is there any discomfort?"

The man spoke first, his tone filled with sincere concern.

The woman placed the medical kit on the table and stepped forward, her voice gentle: "Does your lower back still hurt? If you feel uncomfortable, you can tell me."

"Cough, cough."

Su Hui coughed twice to steady his emotions and adjusted his reclining position.

"My wound no longer hurts. Thank you for your concern."

After a moment of hesitation, he still asked, "Um... may I ask who you are? And before... what exactly happened?"

"?"

The middle-aged couple exchanged a glance.

They had not expected that Su Hui, the man who saved their son, would also ask such a question.

Could it be that he, like Na'er, is suffering from amnesia? they wondered.

The two composed their thoughts.

They calmly recounted to Su Hui the sequence of events as they had learned it from their son.

A moment later.

After hearing the accounts from the couple and the little boy, Su Hui stood frozen on the spot.

The information he had just received was simply too shocking.

The course of events was quite simple.

Thugs had attempted to abduct a girl, the boy had tried to intervene, and Su Hui had suddenly appeared to block the thug's blade.

The couple felt immense gratitude toward the man who had indirectly saved their child.

However, for Su Hui, the key was not the sequence of events, but the names of these people!

The husband was named Tang Ziran, and his wife was Lang Yue!

And the black-haired little boy was their child, named... Tang Wulin!

The silver-haired girl was a child with amnesia who called herself Na'er!

Lang Yue?

Tang Ziran?

Na'er?

Tang Wulin?

The appearance of these names caused Su Hui's breath to hitch for a beat.

Isn't this the plot from Legend of the Dragon King in the Douluo Continent series, where Tang Wulin encounters Na'er being abducted by thugs and takes her home to adopt her?

But... that wasn't right!

He had clearly been living in Skywater City in the year 2640 of the Douluo Calendar.

That was the era when Tang San was still studying at Shrek.

Although it was still the Douluo Continent, there was a full twenty thousand years between those two eras!

Between Douluo Continent 1 and Douluo Continent 3: Legend of the Dragon King, there should at least be Douluo Continent 2: Peerless Tang Sect!

Su Hui's mind raced frantically.

The only thing capable of letting him span twenty thousand years... was his own martial soul!

Could it be... that his martial soul, the Anywhere Door, truly had the power to traverse time and space?

He was so preoccupied with sorting out this inconceivable situation in his mind that he remained silent for a long time.

Beside him, Tang Wulin grew anxious.

He began to mutter to himself: Did my secret act of feeding him my blood really cause something to go wrong with the big brother's body?

If that were the case, he would die of guilt!

"Big brother, what's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere?"

Tang Wulin leaned toward the bedside and asked in a low voice, his tone filled with nervousness.

Tang Ziran and Lang Yue exchanged a helpless look.

Tang Wulin, that child, had learned from somewhere that "losing too much blood requires a transfusion."

That part was correct, of course.

But the boy had foolishly cut his own hand to feed his blood to Su Hui; that was hardly a blood transfusion.

Yet, the most bizarre thing was that Su Hui's wounds had truly healed at an accelerated rate.

Upon learning of this, Tang Ziran and Lang Yue had been very serious.

They were unsure whether it was their son's blood that was miraculous, or if Su Hui possessed an incredibly strong natural healing ability.

Tang Ziran steadied himself and asked, "Young man, do you remember who you are? Where is your home? How did you suddenly appear in that alleyway?"

He and his wife were somewhat worried about Su Hui's state of mind.

The sense of confusion they could discern in his eyes was very similar to the amnesiac state of Na'er.

"I..."

Su Hui snapped back to reality, his mind weighing his options at lightning speed.

Given the current situation, claiming he had traveled here from twenty thousand years ago would certainly be inappropriate.

Furthermore, he could not casually expose the fact that he was capable of time travel.

Without soul power and without any backing, being in this completely unfamiliar world ten thousand years into the future was no different from running around naked.

Given the precedent set by Na'er, it was clear that these two people were quite kind-hearted.

Why not just go along with the amnesia story?

He steadied himself, injecting just the right amount of confusion into his tone, and said in a deep voice, "I only know... my name is Su Hui."

"As for everything else... I can't remember much."

"I only remember a dizzying sensation, and when I woke up, I had been stabbed. After losing consciousness again, I woke up here."

"Brother Su Hui! You lost your memory just like Na'er?"

Tang Wulin exclaimed in surprise, grabbing the edge of the bed and bouncing up.

"Mom, Dad, in that case, let Brother Su Hui stay at our house too!"

He was blooming with joy inside.

Of course, he wasn't happy because of Su Hui's amnesia.

He was just thinking that since Su Hui could stay at their house just like Na'er, there would be two more playmates at home!

Na'er's purple eyes turned to land on Su Hui's face.

With a hint of anticipation and curiosity, she asked in a soft voice, "Big Brother, do you... also not have a home?"

Her small hand moved toward Su Hui's side unconsciously, a strange sense of closeness budding in her heart.

When she had first woken up, her mind was a blank slate; she remembered nothing.

Now, there was someone else who had lost their memory just like her.

The unease that had been hanging over her all this time settled down inexplicably.

"..."

Tang Ziran and Lang Yue were both slightly taken aback, exchanging a look once more.

A little girl with amnesia.

Now, another amnesiac youth had appeared, who also happened to be their son's savior.

The boy looked to be about ten years old; without his memories, he would be helpless and alone out there, which was quite pitiful.

Besides, he had blocked a blade to save Wulin; this debt of gratitude had to be repaid.

Furthermore, the boy had a steady and sensible temperament, not looking like the type to stir up trouble.

Keeping him at home would also provide company for Wulin and Na'er.

Through a silent exchange of glances, the couple quickly reached a decision.

Lang Yue said, "Since you have nowhere else to go, if you don't mind, you can stay with us for now."

"Our family isn't exactly wealthy, but adding another pair of chopsticks is no problem at all."

Tang Ziran also nodded, his expression gentle as he said, "That's right, just focus on recovering here."

"As for other matters, it won't be too late to discuss them once you remember."

"Brother Su Hui, please stay!"

Tang Wulin looked at him with eager eyes.

"..."

Although Na'er didn't speak, her direct, unwavering gaze was full of hope.

Since the atmosphere had reached this point, Su Hui naturally couldn't refuse.

He nodded, "Then... I will be in your care..."

"Great! Long live Mom and Dad! Brother Su Hui can stay!"

Tang Wulin cheered aloud, jumping high into the air.

Tang Ziran and Lang Yue smiled with relief.

Na'er's small hand took the initiative to hold his.

It was soft and carried a hint of coolness.

"From now on, we both have a home."

"..."

Seeing the kindness of the people before him, Su Hui felt a pang of guilt for the lie about his amnesia.

But it was a move made out of necessity.

Perhaps there would be a chance to make it up to them in the future.

Wait... this world before me is the future, right? Can I even go back?

Su Hui couldn't help but wonder.