Douluo Continent

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

After being captured by Title Douluo Fahai, she was sealed inside the Soul Tool Leifeng Pagoda. Facing the earnest pleas of Xu Xian and Bai Suzhen, and wary of the fact that Bai Suzhen had once been a god's disciple, Title Douluo Fahai ultimately did not kill her.

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 death, she and Xu Xian could never see each other again for all eternity.

From then on, by the lake where the Leifeng Pagoda stood, there was one more book-reading scholar guarding the tower, and a woman wearing a jade-green long dress..."

"Brother Xiao, wouldn't Bai Suzhen and Xu Xian never be able to see each other for the rest of their lives? They're way too pitiful!" said a little girl by the campfire.

"Brother Xiao, if Xu Xian were 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 boy nearby with indignation.

Bai Xiao looked kindly at the surrounding children. Luckily, the kids nearby couldn't possibly guess what Li Xiao was thinking inside, or else they would say, I treat you like my brother, yet you want to be my dad!

Although 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 transmigrator.

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

His original dream was to create things from fantasy into reality through technology. After all, every adolescent had such a chunibyo dream.

Not only did Bai Xiao fail to create fantasy things out on Blue Star, but instead, he transmigrated himself into the fantasy world of Douluo Continent.

After transmigrating, Bai Xiao wanted to explain his transmigration 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 suffered an attack from the microscopic universe.

It mentioned inside that "when the perspective reaches nine dimensions, the quantity and complexity of the internal structure of a single elementary particle is equivalent to the entire universe." That is to say, every microscopic particle in the universe might possibly contain a microscopic universe inside it.

Bai Xiao's soul, memories, or you could say data, had transmigrated to the universe to which Douluo Continent belonged. Well, explaining fantasy with sci-fi checked out.

In short, he felt that this was just how he had come to Douluo Continent.

Bai Xiao found that he had transmigrated into the body of a child, but he didn't have the memories of his predecessor.

Moreover, this body had been all alone in the wilderness; he was very likely an orphan or his original family members had died, leaving only him wandering outside. This also saved him the trouble of putting on an act to cope with familiar people, and the only downside was that there were some survival issues.

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 at top speed, plowing an entire plot of land.

That was how he knew he had transmigrated to Douluo Continent.

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

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

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

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

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

Through continuous inquiries, he braved wind and waves, and finally managed to scrimp and survive 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, carving out a path of survival for him with their dying breaths, and now only he was left wandering alone.

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

Upon hearing this, Village Chief Jack comforted the weeping and snot-nosed 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 to take care of him, so at least he didn't come to starvation, and occasionally he would help the villagers out to earn a bit of egg money to eat.

One day, inspiration struck Bai Xiao, and he began to recount to the villagers the legends and bizarre events he had heard on his journey.

At the very beginning, it only attracted the children of the village to come listen, but gradually, the adults who came looking for the children were also drawn in by these fantastic and beautiful stories.

Many villagers used looking for their children as an excuse and came to Bai Xiao's place to shamelessly listen to stories. As a result, along with the daily interactions of the villagers, the reputation of "Bai Xiao Tells Stories" spread in this small village.

More and more villagers came to listen to the stories. Even every month, the simple and honest villagers would specially set aside time during the bonfire village meetings to let Bai Xiao recount what he had seen and heard on the road.

The villagers didn't care about the truth or falsehood of the stories; how many things could a little kid have seen anyway? Anyway, listening to them was sheer enjoyment. I have to say, the stories made up by this little brat were really good!

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

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

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

there were already shovels and sickles and such Blue Star tools on Douluo Continent anyway, so what could a mere Legend of the White Snake hurt?

Added to the fact that Bai Xiao had an outsider's identity to begin with, it would be very difficult to arouse Tang San's suspicion.

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

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

"Don't worry, Grandpa Jack! I'm a Soul Master's kid, after all! Becoming a Soul Master is a dead certainty!" Bai Xiao replied with a smile.

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

While Bai Xiao and Village Chief Jack were talking animatedly, in an unknown corner, a bearded, slovenly dressed brawny man leaned against a window, watching the distant campfire, and tossed back the gourd of wine in his hand to drink more than half of it.

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

"Little fellow, reality is much crueler than stories." The brawny man bitterly chuckled.

The sound of light rustling came from the doorway.

"Must be Little San coming back. This kid, even listening to a story makes him act all sneaky." Having finished his thought, the brawny man fell over and went straight to sleep.

Oblivious to everything, Bai Xiao lay daydreaming on his bed about what kind of Martial Soul he would awaken tomorrow.