Traveling to Douluo, Jade Snake Three-Flower Pupils

"The animation quality of this Battle Through the Heavens is getting worse and worse. How could this Ancient Void Dragon be this ugly? Oh my god, and this Steel-Reinforced Flame."

"Isn't that person wearing a bamboo hat Qing Lin? Capturing Zi Yan, Jade Snake Three-Flower Pupils—damn, no complaints, that's definitely Qing Lin."

The teenager sat in front of his computer desk, constantly complaining while watching the newly updated Battle Through the Heavens animation.

"I wonder if the Jade Snake Three-Flower Pupils could capture the Dragon Race. Snake-type magical beasts are just too weak," the teenager muttered with a soft chuckle.

With a "pop," the room suddenly went dark, followed by a "Damn it!" from him: "Why did the power go out again?"

As the teenager stood up, there was a crisp sound from the table as the water glass was knocked over. Before he could react, the light flickered on, he fell over, and all movement ceased.

Douluo Continent, an ancient city. If there was one place in this city that drew the most attention, it was the vast ruins on a nearby mountain. Ten thousand years ago, this place had a much more resounding name: Spirit City.

But now, ten thousand years later, added to the expulsion and oppression of Spirit Hall after the Sea God Tang San won, the spirit master families and forces that once entrenched themselves here had long since scattered like birds and beasts.

Only the broken angel statue remained to tell the tale of the glory that once existed here.

At this moment, a child of about six years old was standing on a high slope, from which one could just barely see the distant remains of Spirit Hall.

Xiao Yi gazed far off in the direction of the ruins, his six-year-old eyes revealing a maturity that did not belong to his age.

After watching for a while, Xiao Yi sighed: "Why did it have to be this era?" This was not the first time the teenager had lamented such a thing.

After all, this era was not like ten thousand years ago where everyone stood at the same starting line; back then, there had been plenty of opportunities.

But this era was different. God King Tang looked down upon the entire Douluo Continent, and the path to godhood was essentially blocked unless one was willing to be a dog for the Tang family. Xiao Yi, however, was absolutely unwilling to do that.

He was a transmigrator. He had been electrocuted while watching the Battle Through the Heavens animation in his past life. When he opened his eyes in this world, he was first confused, then excited—could it be that he had arrived in the world of Battle Through the Heavens?

As for why he was excited, it was because Xiao Yi had seen a wisp of flame in his father's hands. He couldn't even describe how excited he was at the time—that was real fire!

This meant that his father in this life was at least a fourth-rank alchemist! Or perhaps even higher.

Unfortunately, it did not go as Xiao Yi had hoped. When he saw that yellow Soul Ring, it confirmed that this was not the Dou Qi Continent, but the Douluo Continent. Xiao Yi felt a sense of collapse; the roller coaster of emotions was too intense.

Xiao Yi was born in Sin City, a small family within the former Spirit City, so he wouldn't end up unable to even awaken a Martial Soul in this era.

However, his parents in this life had passed away early, and he had been raised by the elders of the family. There was no melodramatic child abuse plot; although Xiao Yi hadn't lived a life of extreme wealth over these six years, he had never lacked for food or clothing.

Today was the day of Xiao Yi's Martial Soul awakening, and an open space in the clan was already packed with people.

In this era, there was no organization like Spirit Hall to awaken Martial Souls for commoners for free.

Usually, it was the local City Lord's mansion or some family sects and forces that organized the awakening ceremonies.

Xiao Yi slowly walked into the gate. No one paid him much attention, and the elder in charge glanced at him and nodded slightly, signaling him to join the line.

Xiao Yi naturally queued at the end of the line, curiously watching the awakening ceremony ahead.

The person responsible for awakening their Martial Souls was the clan's second-strongest expert, a Soul Elder.

Xiao Yi's small family had few members to begin with, and after his parents died, there were only a few left. The eldest in the clan, his great-uncle by marriage named Xiao Zhan, was a Soul Ancestor.

"Tang Xiaogang, Martial Soul Blue Silver Grass, Innate Soul Power level 0.5. Next."

"Xiao Yan, Martial Soul Flame, Innate Soul Power level three. Next."

Watching the Martial Souls being awakened one after another, Xiao Yi couldn't help but feel nervous.

I hope my Innate Soul Power is higher, Xiao Yi prayed silently.

Soon it was Xiao Yi's turn. Taking a deep breath, Xiao Yi stepped onto the Awakening Platform.

As the yellow light gathered, a warm current flowed through his body, as if he were bathing in the sun, making his whole body feel warm and fuzzy.

Xiao Yi couldn't help but squint his eyes, feeling the Soul Power circulating in his body before splitting into two streams: one flowing toward his right hand, and the other toward his eyes.

Holy crap, I hit the jackpot, Xiao Yi exclaimed inwardly. He immediately regained his composure, closed his unknown eye-based Martial Soul, and slowly raised his right hand.

A scorching aura began to spread through the open courtyard. A transparent flame floated in Xiao Yi's palm; the high temperature emitted by the flame almost extinguished the flame-type Martial Soul in the hand of the Soul Elder who was conducting the ceremony.

Xiao Yi looked at the flame in his hand, his eyes filled with pleasant surprise.

Holy crap, Fallen Heart Flame! Xiao Yi screamed frantically in his heart. The people around him, especially his relatives, were all dumbfounded.

"This... this temperature, could it be? Quick, Xiao Yi, test your Innate Soul Power," Xiao Zhan said, his face full of shock as he reminded Xiao Yi.

Xiao Yi placed his hand on the crystal ball, and it immediately erupted with a blinding light.

"Innate Full Soul Power!!" Another exclamation erupted from the crowd at the right time. Even though ten thousand years had passed, Innate Full Soul Power was still a rare talent.

As the crowd dispersed, Xiao Yi was called into the house by his great-uncle Xiao Zhan. Xiao Zhan looked at his grand-nephew with great gratification and nodded in satisfaction.

"Not bad, my grandson Xiao Yi has the potential of a Title Douluo, hahahaha."

"Although your great-uncle doesn't have much ability, I still have a few old friends. When you reach the age for school, I'll contact them and get you a City Lord Recommendation Letter to send you to Shrek Academy."

Xiao Zhan patted Xiao Yi on the shoulder and walked toward the backyard while laughing heartily.

Xiao Yi twitched the corner of his mouth. Shrek, was it...

Whatever. It was a kind gesture from an elder, and Xiao Yi couldn't refuse. But right now, something more important...

Xiao Yi ran into his room, locked the door tight, took a mirror out of his drawer, and looked at his eyes. He was stunned for a moment.

In his pair of green eyes, three flower petals were flickering slightly. Looking through the mirror, even Xiao Yi could see the disbelief in his own eyes.

"Jade Snake Three-Flower Pupils." A burst of wild joy followed. Fallen Heart Flame, Jade Snake Three-Flower Pupils—he had been anxious thinking he had no golden finger after transmigrating, but it had been waiting for him here. Xiao Yi wasn't worried at all anymore.

After sensing the information inherent to his Martial Souls, Xiao Yi couldn't control the corners of his mouth from curling upward. Finally, unable to hold it back, he let out a creepy, strange laugh.

"Hehehe... cough, cough, no, that's not right. With these two great Martial Souls, that God King position isn't something I can't sit on. Hehehe..."