Transmigrating to Douluo, Braving the World?

Douluo Continent, Heaven Dou Imperial Palace

"Waa~ Waa~"

With the cry of a baby, a pair of twin infants came into this world.

One cry, two babies.

One of the infants cried lustily, while the other neither cried nor fussed, seeming exceptionally extraordinary.

Beside the two infants, an immensely dignified middle-aged man gazed lovingly at the babies in their swaddling clothes. Only after a long while did he reluctantly withdraw his gaze and turn to another man dressed in splendid robes.

"Xue Xing, this child... I'm entrusting him to you."

"Brother..." Prince Xue Xing looked at his elder brother in shock.

He had never seen his brother wear such an expression before. He was Emperor Xue Ye, sovereign of the Heaven Dou Empire—one of the three most powerful men on the entire Douluo Continent!

How could he look so helpless?

Emperor Xue Ye could not help glancing at the two infants again before speaking to Xue Xing.

"Do you know why I summoned you here?"

Thud!

Prince Xue Xing dropped straight to his knees. Clutching his brother's leg, he wailed, "Brother! I admit that I'm occasionally extravagant and indulgent, that I muddle through life, throw my weight around..."

The more Xue Xing spoke, the more his hands trembled, yet his grip on Emperor Xue Ye only tightened.

"But I'm your only biological younger brother! You can't kill me!"

"Get lost! What nonsense are you spouting? Who said anything about killing you?" Emperor Xue Ye kicked his disappointing brother away.

Prince Xue Xing did not mind in the slightest. He pointed at the tightly shut doors and windows, as well as the dismissed palace maids and guards.

"You've gone to all this trouble—aren't you planning to take out an axe, chop me up, and silence me for good? There's no need, Brother! I'm just a prince! I don't even have eight hundred Soul Masters under me in total! I won't fight you for the throne!"

"You may not want my throne, but someone else does." Emperor Xue Ye suddenly sighed.

He stroked one infant's cheek, then gently picked him up. "Over the past few years, Spirit Hall has grown ever stronger. Under the new Pope's leadership, their ambitions have become blatantly clear. If war breaks out... don't tell me you haven't suspected anything at all!"

Hearing this, Xue Xing hurriedly wiped away his tears. Looking at his two nephews, he seemed to understand Emperor Xue Ye's meaning.

"Brother, you mean..."

Emperor Xue Ye handed the infant in his arms to Xue Xing, who hurriedly accepted him and held the child tightly against his chest.

Seeing this, Emperor Xue Ye suddenly let out a breath.

"If we win, then naturally all will be well. But if we lose, the Heaven Dou Imperial Family will have no possibility of surviving."

The road to supremacy had always been paved with blood.

"The gods have blessed me with twins. Xue Xing, I'm giving this child to you. Take him away! The farther, the better!"

"Brother! Is that truly necessary? You are the Emperor of Heaven Dou!"

"And what can an emperor do? I am merely a Soul Sage. Even as emperor, I cannot escape an assassination by a Titled Douluo. After all... I cannot possibly have several Titled Douluo guarding me at all times."

Emperor Xue Ye silently took a jade pendant from his robes. His Soul Sage-level soul power erupted, and he snapped it in half. He then placed one half into the infant's swaddling clothes.

The baby suddenly smiled. Seeing the child's smile, Emperor Xue Ye returned it with a father's smile before solemnly saying, "Xue Xing, I entrust the future of the Heaven Dou Imperial Family to you. No matter what... you must leave my Xue family... an heir."

Tears streamed down Xue Xing's face. He could only hold the child in his arms even tighter and nod repeatedly.

"I understand, Brother... Oh, right, the child does not have a name yet. Give him one."

"A name?" Emperor Xue Ye thought for a moment. "I once heard a saying: when an avalanche happens, not a single snowflake is innocent. So..."

"I understand! The Fourth Prince will be called Xue Beng! The Fifth Prince will be called Snowflake!"

"Get lost!" Emperor Xue Ye could not resist kicking Xue Xing!

"Snowflake? Is that a boy's name?!"

"Xue Gu! That is his name!"

Rubbing his kicked backside, Xue Xing muttered, "Xue Gu? Snow Maiden? Doesn't that sound even more like a girl's name?"

"Don't like it? Then you come up with one." Emperor Xue Ye looked disdainfully at his disappointing younger brother.

Xue Xing was not offended. Instead, he said with a cheerful grin, "When an avalanche happens, snowflakes don't pretend to be innocent. Every one of them charges bravely into the world! So, Brother, what do you think of the name Xue Ya?"

"Xue Ya?" Emperor Xue Ye repeated it. It did sound... somewhat better than the name he had chosen.

"Then we'll go with yours... However, you must find him an ordinary family. The surname Xue... is too conspicuous."

"Mhm." Xue Xing nodded solemnly.

"Don't worry, Brother! Leave it to me—you'll see!"

With that, Xue Xing carried the infant and, under the cover of several Soul Masters with concealment soul skills, sneaked out of the palace like a thief...

Until six years later, in Notting City.

This was south of the Heaven Dou Empire, located in Fasinuo Province. It was a border trade hub, neighboring the Star Luo Empire and the Balak Kingdom.

This truly was a good place to hide—remote, and even the highest-ranked Soul Master in the city was only a Soul Ancestor.

At that moment, within Biyou Village...

Today was bright and sunny; the clouds had cleared.

On the lawn, a six-year-old boy standing beneath a parasol was directing three boys of fifteen or sixteen as they busied themselves.

"Liu Huang, you're in charge of controlling the proportion of sulfur."

"Xiao Shi, you're in charge of controlling the proportion of saltpeter."

"Mu Tan, you're in charge of controlling the proportion of charcoal."

Though the boy was only six, his words carried an unquestionable confidence. The three youths he was ordering around were not upset in the slightest; instead, they simply did as they were told.

They were all subordinates Lin Ya had gathered from various places. Just like their names, their martial souls were sulfur, saltpeter, and charcoal.

Once the three had placed the materials into a sealed container according to Lin Ya's specified ratios, Lin Ya finally turned to the last fifteen-year-old girl with satisfaction.

"Bai Tang, go add some sugar too. Just the right amount."

Hearing Lin Ya's words, Bai Tang sighed.

Just how much is the right amount?! Can't you be more specific?

Bai Tang slowly walked over and pointed a finger. Threads of immaculate white sugar fell into the container. Then she turned and ran, joining Liu Huang, Xiao Shi, and Mu Tan at Lin Ya's side as they covered their ears.

"What are you afraid of?" Lin Ya snapped irritably at the four of them. "I'm only six, and I'm not scared. What are you all scared of?"

With that, Lin Ya patted the old butler beside him, then quietly pulled the four others in front of himself as a shield.

"Sigh..." The old butler let out a sigh before reluctantly walking over to the sealed iron barrel.

Those four had been Lin Ya's so-called "researchers." Now that the researchers had finished their task, there naturally had to be a test subject.

And that test subject...

Sighing again, the old butler gave Lin Ya a deep look.

"Having a young master like this... what a sin!"