Transmigrating into Douluo, Blackening for Salvation

(Warning: Zombies have eaten your brain)

(Protagonist's Harem: Xiao Wu, Ning Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing, Bai Chenxiang, Qian Renxue, Hu Liena, Bibi Dong, Meng Yiran, Dugu Yan, Ye Lingling, Xue Wu, Shui Bing'er, Shui Yue'er, Huo Wu, Jiangzhu, Xue Ke, Tang Yuehua, Zhu Zhuyun, Ah Yin, Zi Ji, Snow Empress, Ice Empress, Gu Yuena, Dong Qianqiu, Wang Qiu'er)

(The above harem is tentative and will be added to from time to time)

Holy Soul Village, early morning.

Sunlight pierced through the branches and leaves of the old locust tree at the village entrance, casting mottled spots of light upon the ground.

Ye Hua stood beneath the tree and stretched heavily. "One year since I transmigrated to Douluo. Calculating the time, it should be about time for me to go to Notting City for school, right?"

"Tsk tsk tsk, I really don't know how wonderful this bizarre world of Soul Masters is, but unfortunately, it has nothing to do with me."

Ye Hua shook his head. His Martial Soul was a Wooden Stick, and his Innate Soul Power was level three.

Among the five children of age in Holy Soul Village this year, only he and Tang San had awakened Soul Power and could enter a Soul Master Academy.

Before Su Yuntao left, he had made it very clear: there were two spots in the village, and both he and Tang San were on the list of Work-Study Students.

As for Tang San, Ye Hua felt extreme disgust. A certain hypocrite, double-standard dog, fake saint, old bastard, ingrate, miser, parasite, lunatic... (10,086 characters omitted here).

But Tang San hadn't provoked him yet.

The most important thing was that he had no cheat!

He had only luckily awakened level-three Soul Power, and his Martial Soul was still a trashy Wooden Stick. How could he compete with a cheater?

As the old saying goes, if you can't afford to offend them, can't you at least hide?

He wouldn't provoke Tang San, and Tang San wouldn't look for him. Once he graduated from the Junior Soul Master Academy, he would open a tutoring class for Soul Masters and charge fees. Living a comfortable life wouldn't be bad either.

"Brother Ye Hua!" A crisp voice came from behind him.

Ye Hua turned his head and saw a little girl with braided pigtails running over. "Brother Ye Hua, I heard you're going to the city for school? My dad said you're the second Soul Master in our village!"

"That's right," Ye Hua patted her head. "Our village didn't have a Work-Study Student spot before. I waited for six years. I'm twelve this year, so I can finally go to school."

(This doesn't fit the original work, but since he has to be an adult to get intimate with Xiao Wu in chapter 26, I'm coming back to change it temporarily.)

But just at this moment, a commotion suddenly came from the village entrance.

Old Jack led Tang San over, followed by seven or eight villagers, their expressions all somewhat subtle.

Tang San wore a clean set of linen clothes, a gentle smile hanging on his face. At six years old, he already possessed a composure that didn't match his age.

"Ye Hua," Old Jack rubbed his hands, the wrinkles on his face bunched together, his expression looking like he had been constipated for three days. "There's a matter I need to discuss with you."

Ye Hua looked at Old Jack's awkward face, his right eyelid twitching wildly, and a bad premonition suddenly surged in his heart.

"It's like this," Old Jack sighed. "Xiao San... his Martial Soul is Blue Silver Grass, as you know."

"But he has Innate Full Soul Power. Master Su said this is a genius rarely seen in a hundred years. Tang San has discussed it with his father, and he feels..."

"I feel that with my talent, occupying two resource spots alone can maximize my potential."

Tang San took over the conversation, his tone calm, as if everything were only natural. "So I told Grandpa Jack that I want both spots!"

"I need double the cultivation resources and double the attention from the teachers. Only in this way can I grow into a true powerhouse in the shortest possible time!"

Ye Hua was stunned.

The surrounding villagers, however, nodded one after another.

"Tang San is right. Innate Full Soul Power, our village only produces one every few hundred years!"

"Isn't that so? This child will definitely become a big shot in the future. It's only right to give him more resources."

"That kid Ye Hua, a Wooden Stick Martial Soul, level-three Soul Power... it's a waste of a spot to go."

The voices surged in like a tide, every sentence piercing precisely into Ye Hua's eardrums.

"Then what about me?" Ye Hua frowned tightly. "I've waited six years for this Work-Study Student spot. This year is my last chance!"

"If I miss this, I'll never have a chance to go to school in my life! If I can't go to Notting City, what am I supposed to do?"

Old Jack opened his mouth, but in the end, he didn't have the face to speak.

If it weren't for Tang San throwing a tantrum and threatening to quit school if he didn't get both spots, how could he have done such a shameless thing!

Tang San stepped forward, reached out, and patted Ye Hua on the shoulder, a gentle smile hanging on his face, his voice carrying a sincerity that one couldn't find fault with.

"Ye Hua, I know this is unfair to you. But you have to understand, one person's sacrifice is sometimes for a greater picture!"

"With your talent, it's hard to achieve anything even if you go to Notting City. It's better to give the opportunity to me!"

His gaze swept over the villagers present, and his voice suddenly rose. "I, Tang San, promise all the elders and fellow villagers here today: Ye Hua has given up his spot for me, and I will remember this favor!"

"The day I, Tang San, become a Title Douluo, I will never forget his sacrifice! At that time, I will surely repay him a hundredfold, a thousandfold!"

As his words fell, the surrounding villagers erupted into enthusiastic cheers.

"Good! How loyal and righteous!"

"This child Tang San, high talent and knows how to be grateful, he will surely achieve great things in the future!"

"Ye Hua, don't be ungrateful. Tang San has already said so, what are you still hesitating about?"

Even Old Jack nodded repeatedly, the awkwardness on his face swept away, replaced by a relieved sense of gratification.

"Well said, Xiao San. Gratitude and returning favors—that is exactly how a child from our Holy Soul Village should behave."

"Ye Hua, stop being so stubborn. This is for the greater good!"

Ye Hua stood rooted to the spot, his mind racing with curses.

A man with a combined soul age of nearly forty!

Was being forced to sacrifice his future by a twelve-year-old child!

And everyone around him genuinely believed this was perfectly reasonable!

Was this the power of a Protagonist Halo?!

Ye Hua gritted his teeth, realizing that if he refused, the villagers would not let him go, and Tang Hao might even kill him in the shadows!

"It's settled then!" Tang San smiled, not even giving Ye Hua a chance to agree or disagree. "Come to think of it, you should be thanking me."

"The world of Soul Masters is full of hypocrisy. Take my advice, brother—you can't handle it! Isn't it a great deal to trade your quota for the rewards I'll provide once I become a Title Douluo?"

Hmph, a three-level trash with a Wooden Stick Martial Soul, you think you're worthy of competing with me for a spot?

If I weren't afraid of you making a scene and ruining my reputation, I wouldn't have even bothered with that promise!

Anyway, once I become a Title Douluo, who will remember this trivial matter?

Pah!

If you're smart, keep your mouth shut and rot in Holy Soul Village for the rest of your life. If you dare to go out and stir up trouble... you'll be courting death!!!

The crowd gradually dispersed.

Ye Hua stood alone under the old locust tree, watching the back of Tang San as he was surrounded and ushered away by the villagers.

The sunlight remained warm, yet he felt a chill seep into his bones.

No academy, no resources, no teacher.

A three-level Soul Power trash with a Wooden Stick Martial Soul—if he could reach level ten in this lifetime, it would be a miracle from his ancestors.

His life would likely be spent farming and hunting in Holy Soul Village, growing old just like Old Jack, eventually becoming an old man basking in the sun at the village entrance!

Meanwhile, Tang San would advance triumphantly, entering Nuoding, joining Shrek, ascending to the Divine Realm, and becoming the universally revered Sea God!

No one would remember this little interlude today, and no one would remember that a child named Ye Hua had been sacrificed!

Even if someone did remember, they would only say—

That was a necessary price on Tang San's path to godhood. It was Ye Hua's honor to sacrifice himself for him!

"Heh."

Ye Hua let out a hoarse, cold laugh.

[Ding—]

[Detected that the host has encountered a destiny-level injustice, meeting the awakening conditions.]

[Dark Salvation System, initializing...]

[System's sole rule: Rewrite their tragic destinies and grant them a happy life.]

[Detected targets for salvation—]

[Xiao Wu: A hundred-thousand-year Soft Bone Rabbit in human form. In her original destiny, she will sacrifice herself in the future to become a Soul Ring for Tang San, serving as an Asura Sword Scabbard and enduring the agony of the Asura Divine Sword's erosion for a lifetime.]

[Zhu Zhuqing: A noble daughter of the Star Luo Empire. In her original destiny, she will be reduced to a tool for royal marriage, wed to the cowardly scumbag Dai Mubai, and trapped in a cage for her entire life.]

[Qian Renxue: Heir to the Angel God. In her original destiny, she will be defeated by Tang San, abandoned by the Angel God, and forced to live in despair, suffering endless scorn and rejection.]

[Hu Liena: Saintess of Spirit Hall. In her original destiny, she will be toyed with by fate, loving "Tang Yin" in vain, only to be heartbroken and discarded in the end.]

[...]

[More targets await the host's exploration.]

[Initial activation reward: One Martial Soul Evolution opportunity, a breakthrough in Soul Power Level, and 100 Gold Soul Coins as startup capital.]

[System advice: Those sanctimonious hypocrites do not deserve them!!!]