Douluo Continent.
Holy Soul Village.
Fu Qin squatted beneath the old locust tree at the village entrance, clutching a foxtail grass in his little hand. Yet his gaze held a composure no three-year-old should have possessed.
In his previous life, he'd been an amateur cosplayer. On his way to a comic convention, a truck with 108 ab muscles and shoulders broad enough to carry a building had sent him here with one punch.
[Name: Fu Qin (transmigrator) Actual age: 24 Current age: 3 Soul Power: Not yet awakened (physique surpasses that of ordinary children by 30%) First Martial Soul: Not yet awakened Second Martial Soul: Not yet awakened Physique: Life Affinity Constitution (Elementary) Innate buffs: God-Level Luck ProMax+, Intelligence-Lowering Aura Max+, Fate Origin and Dissipation Max+ Cultivation method: None Status: Healthy (protected by luck, immune to all illness)]
The virtual panel before him was his cheat after transmigrating to Douluo Continent. It had been there from the very beginning.
Over the past three years, Fu Qin had grown used to using the panel to observe the world.
That was because its abilities were especially outrageous. Not only could it show him detailed information about everyone, it could even reveal what they were thinking at that moment.
The panel for the old yellow ox at the village entrance showed:
[Potential: 0.1% (can evolve into a Soul Beast)]
The village chief Old Jack's panel read:
[Affection: 85 (considers you his own grandson)]
And the little boy crouched by the river not far away, practicing skipping stones, had words on his panel that still made Fu Qin's heart skip.
[Name: Tang San (God King reincarnated to cultivate anew) Actual age: 50,038 Current age: 3 Soul Power: Not yet awakened (suppressed by Blue Silver Emperor Bloodline) First Martial Soul: Blue Silver Grass (not yet awakened) Second Martial Soul: Clear Sky Hammer (not yet awakened) Physique: Blue Silver Emperor Bloodline (not yet awakened) Identity: Son of the Clear Sky Douluo, child of destiny, God King reincarnated to cultivate anew Affection: 30 (considers you an ordinary playmate)]
A God King reincarnated to cultivate anew... Fu Qin's mouth twitched.
Other people who transmigrated to Douluo either clung to Tang San's coattails or desperately tried to suppress him.
But he'd learned right from the start that the other guy was a freak who'd lived for fifty thousand years.
Fortunately, he wasn't some nobody either. The three buffs he had were absurdly powerful.
God-Level Luck meant he could find money just by walking down the road. His luck was through the roof.
The Intelligence-Lowering Aura could make Tang San believe that "the sun is square."
And Fate Arises and Fades made everyone in the village treat him like a precious treasure.
"Fu Qin, look how many times my stone skipped!"
Tang San called out, his little face brimming with childish innocence.
But Fu Qin could see on the panel:
[Tang San's thoughts: Test whether the other party is abnormal]
Seeing this, Fu Qin immediately put on the air of a three-year-old, clapping his hands and cheering.
"Little San, you're amazing! You got more skips than I did!"
[Tang San's affection +5 (considers you a trustworthy playmate)] [Intelligence-Lowering Aura takes effect. Tang San's trust that "Fu Qin is just an ordinary child" rises to 80%]
Fu Qin chuckled to himself. This buff was practically a walking disguise.
He knew Tang San must be secretly cultivating the Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record right now.
In the original story, Tang San had copied down the entire Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record when he was still very young.
With God-Level Luck backing him up, something unexpected might happen, allowing him to get the diagrams containing the Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record.
He was thinking just that.
That very evening, while Fu Qin was taking a stroll past Tang Hao's run-down wooden shack, he saw a drunken Tang Hao casually toss a stack of oilskin sheets covered in writing onto the trash pile outside.
[Item: Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record (handwritten copy)] [Rank: Pseudo-divine cultivation method] [Effects: Contains the Mysterious Heaven Skill, Purple Demon Eye, Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, and other Tang Sect Secret Arts] [Condition: Intact (protected by luck, undamaged)] [Method of acquisition: Pick up directly (triggers God-Level Luck, 100% chance)]
Fu Qin's eyes lit up.
He suppressed his excitement, pretended to be curious, and picked up the animal-hide sheets, dusting them off.
Just then, Tang San ran out of the house. The color drained from his little face when he saw what Fu Qin was holding.
"That's mine!"
There was a trace of urgency in Tang San's voice as he reached out to snatch it.
Fu Qin deliberately loosened his grip, letting the animal-hide sheets fall to the ground. Then he tilted his head and asked:
"Little San, what's this? The writing looks so strange."
[Intelligence-Lowering Aura takes effect. Tang San judges that "Fu Qin is too young to read"] [Tang San's thoughts: Thank goodness he can't understand it. I have to get it back as soon as possible] [Affection: -3 (slightly wary because the item was discovered)]
"It's nothing. Just some doodles I drew."
Tang San quickly picked up the oilskin sheets and clutched them tightly.
"Fu Qin, don't tell anyone you saw this."
"Okay!"
Fu Qin nodded at once, his face lighting up with an innocent smile.
"Since it's Little San's secret, I definitely won't tell!"
[Tang San's affection +2 (trust restored)] [Fate Arises and Fades buff takes effect. Affection from the opposite sex is doubled (no one of the opposite sex present; effect stored for later)]
Watching Tang San hurry back inside, Fu Qin's lips curved into a smile.
Over the next week.
Thanks to his panel's ability to appraise items, Fu Qin easily found where Tang San had hidden the Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record and took it.
Three days later, Tang San discovered that his handwritten copy of the Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record had gone missing again. He frantically searched the whole village, running around like a headless chicken.
Meanwhile, Fu Qin secretly hid in his room every day, copying out the Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record.
God-Level Luck ensured no one ever interrupted him while he was copying it. Tang San came by a few times, but never found him.
Seven days later, Fu Qin hid his finished copy beneath his bed slats. Then, under cover of darkness, he quietly tossed Tang San's handwritten copy back into the weeds in the Tang family's backyard.
The next morning, he heard Tang San cry out in surprise.
And when Tang Hao saw Tang San holding that roll of oilpaper—the Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record—anger flared in his heart.
"Didn't I throw this trash away? Why did you pick it all back up?!"
Fu Qin stood at his own doorway, watching Tang San look flustered as he got scolded.
The panel showed:
[Tang San's thoughts: Damn! So Dad threw it out as trash. Thank goodness it wasn't lost!] [Intelligence-Lowering Aura continues to take effect. Tang San has no suspicions about the host whatsoever] [God-Level Luck determination: Opportunity obtained. No risks whatsoever]
Fu Qin stretched and weighed things in his mind.
The Martial Soul Awakening ceremony was three years away, and he already had the Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record to build on.
With his Twin Martial Souls and three top-tier buffs, even against Tang San, a reincarnated God King, he might not lose.
Besides, his God-Level Luck had never let anyone down.
Time flew by, and three years passed in the blink of an eye.
The old locust tree in Holy Soul Village sprouted fresh branches again, and Fu Qin had grown into a delicate, doll-like little boy.
His skin was fair, his eyes large and bright, and when he smiled, two shallow dimples appeared. Wherever he went, people showered him with praise.
Tang San, by contrast, still looked as plain as he had in the original story, though his eyes were far more profound than those of children his age.
Fu Qin hadn't slacked off for a moment over the past three years.
His Mysterious Heaven Skill had reached the peak of the first layer. Although his Soul Power had not awakened, the strength in his body was already comparable to that of an ordinary Soul Scholar.
His Purple Demon Eye had reached the first layer, allowing him to make out ants a hundred meters away.
He'd mastered the Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track to the point where he could weave through the woods as if walking on level ground.
Of course, he'd kept all of this very well hidden.
In front of Tang San, he was still the same clueless little brat.