Douluo Continent

"A hundred-thousand-year Soul Beast, Bai Suzhen, she was still not as powerful as Title Douluo Fahai after all."

"After being captured by Title Douluo Fahai, she was sealed inside the Soul Tool Leifeng Pagoda. Faced with the bitter pleas of Xu Xian and Bai Suzhen,"

"and wary of the fact that Bai Suzhen was once a god's disciple, Title Douluo Fahai ultimately did not kill Bai Suzhen."

"He promised Bai Suzhen that he would not kill her to take her Soul Ring and Soul Bone, but she had to be suppressed beneath the Leifeng Pagoda for ten thousand years before being released."

"When necessary, she had to help the city resist external enemies. In the end, although Bai Suzhen and Xu Xian were not separated by life and death, she and Xu Xian could never meet again for all eternity."

"From then on, by the lake where the Leifeng Pagoda stood, there was one more bookish scholar watching the tower, and a woman dressed in an emerald-green long dress..."

"Xiao brother, doesn't that mean Bai Suzhen and Xu Xian can never see each other for the rest of their lives? They are way too pitiful!" said a little girl by the campfire.

"Xiao bro, if Xu Xian was also a powerhouse like a Title Douluo, he wouldn't have been caught, and Bai Suzhen wouldn't have been suppressed by a Title Douluo! It's all Xu Xian's fault for being too weak!" shouted a chubby little boy next to her with indignation.

Bai Xiao looked benevolently at the surrounding children. Fortunately, the kids beside him couldn't possibly guess what was on Li Xiao's mind, or else they would say, "I treat you like my brother, yet you want to be my dad!"

Even though Bai Xiao's body was also that of a child, his soul was twenty-three years old, or rather, his memories were twenty-three years old.

Yes, Bai Xiao was a standard Blue Star traveler.

Bai Xiao on Blue Star had been a college student. Nourished by Blue Star culture, he was full of passion for all fantasy elements in anime, novels, and television, especially 2D waifus.

His original dream was to use technology to bring the things from his imagination out into reality; after all, every youth had such a chūnibyō dream.

Not only had Bai Xiao failed to create fantasy things on Blue Star, but he had instead traversed into the fantasy world of Douluo Continent.

After traversing, Bai Xiao wanted to explain his traversal using science fiction. He remembered that in The Three-Body Problem I, when the Trisolarans were making a Sophon and unfolding it in two dimensions, it was attacked by the microverse.

It was mentioned inside that "when perspective reaches nine dimensions, the number and complexity of the internal structure of a single elementary particle is equivalent to the entire universe." In other words, every microparticle in the universe could potentially be a microverse.

Bai Xiao's soul, memories, or rather, data had traversed into the universe belonging to Douluo Continent. Well, explaining xuanhuan with sci-fi had no flaws.

In short, he felt that he had simply arrived in Douluo Continent just like that.

Bai Xiao found that he had traversed into the body of a child, but he did not have the original owner's memories.

Moreover, this body was alone in the wilderness, likely an orphan or someone whose original family had died, leaving only him wandering outside. This also saved him the trouble of pretending and dealing with those familiar people; the only disadvantage was that there were some problems with survival.

When Li Xiao was wandering aimlessly, he saw a farmer conjure a white halo and a hoe out of thin air.

Then the halo flashed, and the farmer waved the hoe rapidly, turning over an entire plot of land.

He knew right then that he had traversed into Douluo Continent.

The world of Douluo Continent was extremely dangerous for a child like him now: the slavery system, ferocious Soul Beasts, some cruel Evil Soul Masters...

Fortunately, this child's body housed an adult's soul, so Li Xiao began to ponder his future direction.

Li Xiao remembered that in the original work, the kindest person was Village Chief Jack of Holy Soul Village, and Holy Soul Village had the opportunity to awaken his Martial Soul for him.

Wanting to survive in the Martial Soul world, having a powerful Martial Soul was indispensable.

Thus, he traveled across the continent (wandering) with extreme caution, and along the way learned the common language of Douluo Continent.

Through constant inquiries, he crossed mountains and rivers, and finally sneaked his way to Holy Soul Village.

Bai Xiao lied to Village Chief Jack, saying that his parents were Soul Masters who had both died in the jaws of Soul Beasts during an outing, fighting for a path to survival for him before their deaths. Now only he was left wandering alone.

On Douluo Continent, such events happened all the time. Coupled with Bai Xiao's tearful and weeping appearance, this cliché story successfully moved Village Chief Jack.

Upon hearing this, Village Chief Jack comforted the tear-soaked Bai Xiao (who was in the middle of a stellar acting performance) and took him in to be raised in the village, so Bai Xiao logically settled down to live in the village.

Bai Xiao usually relied on Village Chief Jack's care, at least enough not to starve to death, and occasionally helped the villagers out to earn some copper coins for eggs to eat.

One day, inspiration struck Bai Xiao, and he began telling the villagers about the legends he had heard and the strange events he had seen along his journey.

At first, it only attracted the children of the village to listen, but gradually, the adults who came looking for the children were also attracted by these fantastical and beautiful stories.

Many villagers used finding their children as an excuse to come to Bai Xiao's and brazenly listen to stories. As a result, along with the daily interactions of the villagers, the reputation of "Bai Xiao telling stories" spread through this small village.

More and more villagers came to listen to stories, and every month the simple villagers would even deliberately carve out time during the campfire village gathering for Bai Xiao to recount what he had seen and heard on the road.

The villagers didn't care about the truth or falsehood of the stories; how much could a little kid have seen anyway? As it was, listening to them was sheer enjoyment. One had to admit, the story this little brat made up was really good!

Thus came the following scene of Bai Xiao telling the heavily modified version of The Legend of the White Snake.

Bai Xiao wasn't worried at all that telling The Legend of the White Snake would make Tang San suspect he was also a traveler.

Because what he was telling was a modern version of The Legend of the White Snake, which had a huge difference from the ancient version. Coupled with the fact that Tang San currently knew very little about the legends of Douluo Continent,

and that there were already tools like shovels and sickles from Blue Star on Douluo Continent, what could possibly go wrong with one more The Legend of the White Snake?

Plus, Bai Xiao had an identity from the outside world, making it hard to arouse Tang San's suspicion.

Bai Xiao had been living in Holy Soul Village for over a year, and he had never seen Tang San secretly look for Bai Xiao to talk.

"Xiao, tomorrow is the day for Martial Soul Awakening, you must be prepared!" said an elderly man with white hair and beard kindly.

"Don't worry, Grandpa Jack, I'm the child of a Soul Master! Becoming a Soul Master is an absolute certainty!" replied Bai Xiao with a smile.

"That's right, I almost forgot about that. Bai Xiao, you will definitely become a powerful Soul Master!" anticipated Grandpa Jack.

While Bai Xiao and Village Chief Jack were talking lively, in an unknown corner, a bearded, slovenly dressed big man leaned against a window, watching the distant campfire, and tossed back most of the wine gourd in his hand in one gulp.

The stove fire beside him illuminated his face, making it alternately bright and dark.

"Little fellow, reality is much harsher than stories," the big man smiled bitterly.

Faint rustling noises came from the doorway.

"Judging by this, Little San is back. This kid, acting all sneaky just to listen to a story," the big man finished his thought, then fell right asleep.

Bai Xiao was still cluelessly daydreaming in bed about what kind of Martial Soul he would awaken tomorrow.