A Reincarnator in Douluo, With Both Parents Alive / The Value of a Soul Master [A New Book Sets Sail!]

Douluo: A Reincarnator in Peerless Tang Sect, a Fake God — by In the Name of a Salted Fish

Reincarnated into Douluo Continent during the era of Peerless Tang Sect.

A young man dubbed a fake god faced Tang God King, who treated all living beings like weeds, wantonly manipulated fate, and plundered the fortune that belonged to Douluo Continent.

Only two paths lay before him: rise up in defiance, or let himself be toyed with.

He resolutely chose the former: in the name of Unlimited Blade Works, he would rule his own fate!

Who said a fake had to be inferior to the original?

Who said you could only become a god by pledging allegiance to the Divine Realm?

Just watch me shatter it all!

When I storm the Divine Realm, the gods will face their greatest reckoning!

Seeing the Douluo army, each with an Asura Demon Sword in hand, Tang God King began to question his life.

This book is also known as: A Reincarnator in Douluo, Wholesaling Divine Weapons

The protagonist's titles: Outstanding Graduate of the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy, Lifetime Honorary Researcher of Mingde Hall, Pillar of the Sun Moon Empire, Sun Moon Emperor's Best Comrade-in-Arms, the Man Behind the Lord of the Far North, Star Dou Great Forest's Best Ally, Fake God.

P.S. Against Tang San, loving father and filial daughter, no groveling to Shrek, Sun Moon Soul Master Academy.

Chapter 1: A Reincarnator in Douluo, With Both Parents Alive

Heaven Dou Empire, Maple Leaf City.

Four thousand years had passed since the war between the Sun Moon Empire and the Star Luo, Heaven Dou, and Dou Ling Empires.

With help from Shrek Academy, the three empires had won, defeating the Sun Moon Empire and naming the continent Douluo Continent. But that hadn't brought an end to the wars that plagued the land.

Fighting along the border between the Sun Moon Empire and the other three empires had never ceased.

Maple Leaf City was one such battleground.

As a major border city, Maple Leaf City held particular importance.

It was responsible for supplying the Heaven Dou Empire's frontline troops. Its location on the border also made trade convenient, providing the empire with a major source of revenue.

But with trade came the inevitable infiltration of ill-intentioned outsiders.

The various forces here were a tangled mix.

The Heaven Dou Empire therefore regarded the city with particular importance.

Every mayor of Maple Leaf City was a trusted general of the royal family. Each commanded an empire-assigned squad of Soul Ancestors, giving them absolute control over all the forces within the city.

Still, as long as the nation's interests weren't involved, the city enjoyed more freedom than most others.

Maple Leaf City was at its busiest after nightfall.

Stalls lined both sides of the streets, and crowds streamed past in a constant bustle.

"Uncle, give me one... no, three candied hawthorns!" A little boy of about five or six, as adorable as a porcelain doll, confidently walked up to the stall. After gritting his teeth and agonizing over it, he called out.

"Luo Heng, sneaking out again?"

"Hehe~"

"You little rascal. Here, take them and hurry home."

The stall owner bent down and cheerfully handed over the candied hawthorns.

"Mm, goodbye, Uncle."

"Take it easy on the way, little one."

After putting down some soul coins, the little boy eagerly rubbed his hands together and took a bite. His eyes narrowed with delight.

Little Luo Heng held a candied hawthorn in one hand, eating as he walked.

It had been nearly six years since he'd been reborn in Douluo Continent. His memories of his previous life had grown hazy, but he still couldn't shake his fondness for candied hawthorns.

Unfortunately, his mother always said he was too young to eat too many, so he had to sneak out.

That's right. Little Luo Heng was a transmigrator.

He was now called Su Luoheng.

"I'll save the other two for tomorrow~"

"I'd better hurry home. It'll be bad if Mom catches me!"

Su Luoheng put away the two remaining candied hawthorns and hurried toward home.

"..."

"Mom and Dad should be asleep, right?"

"Great, no one's in the courtyard!"

When he neared the house, the little boy took special care to wipe the sugar from the corner of his mouth. He peeked in with bright, darting eyes, looking left and right across the courtyard. Only after making sure no one was there did he cautiously push the door open.

Creak—

Just as he was about to close it, a refined voice rang out.

"Luoheng, did you sneak out for snacks again?"

"Dad, you scared me."

Seeing that it was his father, Su Luoheng finally let out a long breath.

In the family's food chain, they were on the same level.

A middle-aged man in a blue robe, with gentle features, watched little Luoheng with an amused smile.

This was Su Luoheng's father, Su Junran.

"What, aren't you afraid I'll tell your mother?"

"Dad, have a candied hawthorn."

A sly glint flashed in the little boy's eyes as he eagerly offered one over. Only after his father took a bite did he grin triumphantly. "Dad, you have to keep this a secret for me. Otherwise, I'll tell Mom you were the one who asked me to buy them!"

"You little rascal, are you threatening me now?"

Su Junran looked at the candied hawthorn in his hand and couldn't help laughing.

The kid was small, but he sure was crafty.

"Hehe~"

"All right." Su Junran ruffled little Luoheng's hair and smiled. "Put your candied hawthorns away. Brush your teeth and get to bed early tonight. We're taking you to awaken your Martial Soul tomorrow morning."

"Awaken my Martial Soul?!"

"I can awaken my Martial Soul?!"

Su Luoheng's eyes widened, and he perked right up.

He even forgot to take the candied hawthorn his father was holding.

"That's right. You're old enough now. Hurry off to bed."

Su Junran smiled as he answered little Luoheng's questions. After a couple of reminders, he clasped his hands behind his back and returned to his study.

He'd been just as excited when he awakened his own Martial Soul.

As for the candied hawthorn?

Since the little rascal didn't want it, he, as his father, would just have to take it off his hands. After all, his good son had bought it for him "especially"! And now that he thought about it, it really did taste good~

No wonder the little rascal liked it.

Late that night.

Su Luoheng tossed and turned in bed.

Knowing he would awaken his Martial Soul the next day had left him so excited he could hardly fall asleep.

The most fascinating things in Douluo Continent were its marvelous Martial Souls and Soul Rings.

Although people online in his previous life had always joked that the world was the bottom rung of fantasy, he had always yearned for powers beyond the bounds of ordinary understanding.

He'd felt that way ever since he'd transmigrated.

"Phew~"

Unable to sleep, Su Luoheng turned his head and gazed at the bright moonlight outside.

Over the past six years, he'd figured out that this was Huo Gua's era. He had no idea whether Huo Gua had joined Shrek Academy yet.

But Tang San had definitely ascended to the Divine Realm long ago.

He was already working, step by step, to turn Douluo Continent into the Tang Family Continent.

All in all, this wasn't a good era.

But Su Luoheng didn't care.

Great God King Tang was busy with a thousand affairs every day. He was concerned with Huo Gua, and surely wouldn't care about an insignificant nobody like him—a transmigrator in name only, with no system, no cultivation method, nothing.

He didn't have lofty ideals or ambitions yet. Right now, his only goal was to become a Soul Master.

He didn't like fighting and killing.

Enjoying life was what mattered.

Then he could find a woman he liked and live out a simple, happy life as an ordinary Soul Master.

A perfect life.

That was the future Su Luoheng yearned for most.

"What kind of Martial Soul will I awaken?"

He murmured quietly, spreading his little hand as if he wanted to grasp the shining stars.

His mother was a Soul Ancestor with over forty levels of Soul Power. His father's exact Soul Power Level was still unknown, but from what he'd observed, he was at least a Soul King, perhaps even stronger!

According to genetics,

since both his parents were Soul Masters, his awakened Martial Soul should be... not too bad, right?

It should be~

He ought to have inherited at least some of their Soul Power.

Thinking this, Su Luoheng felt much calmer about the Martial Soul Awakening the next day.

"Am I forgetting something?"

"Forget it. I can't remember~"

"Sleep, sleep. I'm exhausted..."

After a while, sleepiness finally washed over him, and he drifted off.

In his dream, he imagined himself conjuring fire with his left hand and ice with his right, awakening a powerful Martial Soul and roaming Douluo Continent in carefree triumph.

Chapter 2: The Value of a Soul Master [A New Book Sets Sail!]

Morning.

After washing up, Su Luoheng entered the front hall.

Last night's excitement still hadn't faded, and he'd gotten up early without feeling the slightest bit tired.

"Mom, Dad."

"Oh? Up so early today?"