Transmigrating in Douluo, About How My Big Brother Is the "Blind Eye God King"

Tang Shan walked alone beneath the streetlights, with no one else by his side.

"Sigh, whether I should say it or not, the boss's literary talent is indeed top-notch, but looking at this plot again now, it always feels a bit absurd."

Closing Qidian, Tang Shan stopped beside the pedestrian crossing, waiting for the green light to turn on.

Fascinated by Douluo Continent since childhood, even after stepping into society, he still couldn't help rereading it multiple times.

Leaving aside the increasingly absurd later plots, the frantic rewriting of its own lore, and the more and more heaven-defying cheats, Douluo Continent indeed possessed a unique charm. Even reading it back now, it still remained captivating.

Especially the protagonist of the first installment, Tang San, bore a certain similarity to his own name, Tang Shan, which led Tang Shan himself to flip through it repeatedly.

The green light turned on, and Tang Shan, raising his head to prepare to move forward, saw his pupils contract.

"Damn, dodge fast."

It was already late at night, yet two children were still playing and chasing each other on the pedestrian crossing, while a heavy dump truck was bearing down to crush them.

Tang Shan had no time to react at all, the complex situation plunging his brain into a brief blank.

Children really shouldn't play around on the road, but it was a green light now; it should have been safe. And you, dump truck, do you not look at traffic lights? Could your old self really not see such a huge red light?

It seemed as though it had heard Tang Shan's words, or perhaps those children were blessed with great fortune, for they happened to cross the pedestrian crossing right in the middle of their play.

Tang Shan, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, stared in dumbfounded shock as that dump truck took a turn and headed straight toward...

Slamming right into him.

Bang!

Amidst a blurring consciousness, Tang Shan vaguely heard some people conversing.

"Where is he from, was he drinking?"

"No, I can take a breathalyzer test."

"Were you driving while fatigued?!"

"No, no, definitely not, yawn..."

"Then why are you yawning?"

"Didn't I just wake up? Oh no, I mean, isn't it normal to yawn when it gets late at night? Whatever, I have things to do, I have insurance, you'd better talk to the insurance company's lawyer."

Unable to catch his breath, Tang Shan widened his eyes, and then lost his final breath of life.

Divine Realm

"Having stayed for so many years, I really can't stay any longer. Yet the successor still hasn't met the requirements; he can't withstand even a shred of Rakshasa's power. How can he inherit my Asura godhood?"

That was a figure shrouded in blood-red robes. The heaven-shaking, earth-shattering aura of slaughter and the distorted space surrounding him made his identity clear—he was none other than the Asura God, one of the Five Great God Kings and Five Great Enforcers of the Divine Realm.

"If all else fails, I'll just cultivate one myself. It's just that one cultivated by myself might not be as good as one produced by demon power. Right, I have a way, it's just that Little Brother Sea God, you might have to take the fall for me."

His deep vocal timbre carried a hint of triumph. A formidable divine sense quietly entered a certain special plane, where a youth in his early twenties was studying diligently at the outer sect.

Intentional or not, this fluctuation of divine sense was coincidentally discovered by Poseidon, who was stationed in the Sea God Hall.

"What is Asura up to? Let me have a look."

Heaven Dou Empire, Fasinuo Province, Nuoding City

"Father, there seems to be a child here."

The middle-aged man, whose brows bore a resemblance to the youth's, snapped back to his senses and could not help frowning as he looked at the abandoned infant in the alley.

"Just who is so cruel, leaving a baby here? If nothing else, they could have at least left him at an orphanage established by the authorities or Spirit Hall."

Looking at the trace of sorrow evident in the youth's eyes beside him, the middle-aged man could not help letting out a sigh in his heart.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck his mind.

"Yun Tao, how about we adopt this child?"

As he spoke, the middle-aged man had already walked into the alley and picked up the baby.

Only then did he notice a card on the blanket wrapping the infant, with two large characters written on it: "Tang Shan".

The middle-aged man initially wanted to discard this card, but stopped his movement.

"Since you already have a name, then child, from now on you will be called Tang Shan. May your future be as brilliant and magnificent as the Clear Sky Twin Stars who have just made their names renowned across the continent."

Hearing that they were going to adopt a child, the sadness in the eyes of the youth named Yuntao seemed to dissipate a bit.

"Alright, Father."

Walking out of the alley, the middle-aged man took the youth's hand and walked toward the direction of Spirit Hall.

Time flew like an arrow, and in the blink of an eye three years had passed. That abandoned orphan had now reached the age of three.

Tang Shan lay sprawled on a recliner, his little feet swaying back and forth in the air.

"Shanzi, time to eat."

At that moment, a youth poked his head out from the two-story attic and shouted toward the child on the chair.

"Coming."

Hearing the call, Tang Shan, aged a mere three, executed a carp kippup...

That's right, a carp kippup. His tiny body made such a mind-boggling movement, getting down from the recliner and running toward the front gate.

"Big Brother, what are we eating today?"

While asking, Tang Shan could not help recalling the experiences of his past three years in his mind.

He clearly should have been killed by a dump truck, yet he had transmigrated to Douluo Continent. Loving something in reality was one thing, but transmigrating here was an entirely different matter.

Putting everything else aside, simply ancient living, especially toilet paper-at the thought of this, Tang Shan still couldn't help lingering fear, a certain part of him faintly aching.

And transmigrating to instantly become an orphan, fortunately taken in by this family.

Thinking of this, Tang Shan's expression could not help revealing a trace of strangeness as he looked at the youth standing at the doorway calling him to eat.

This was his big brother in this lifetime, and also a notorious figure in Douluo Continent.

"The number one turncoat of Spirit Hall, the mortal enemy of Tang San, the peerless powerhouse living in seclusion within Spirit Hall, the Blind-Eye God King" Su Yuntao.

As the saying goes, transmigrators come and go like flowing water, but Su Yuntao remains as steadfast as iron. In his past life, besides the original work, Tang Shan had naturally also read many fanfics. In those fanfics, this Su Big Brother of his truly made frequent appearances, and his influence was so massive that even fanfics of the subsequent two novels often featured a Su-surname soul master with a similar name whose job was to awaken martial souls for creatures called protagonists.

"Big Brother, how is your vision training going?"

Hearing his little brother, who was barely three years old, ask this, Su Yuntao wore a serious expression.

"Don't you worry, Little Brother. That cultivation method you researched called Eye Exercises-Big Brother practices it every day. Now my vision has enhanced a lot, and my spirit has become much more vigorous."

"Good! Big Brother, you must practice diligently and raise your vision high."

Tang Shan also wore a serious look, though constrained by his diminutive height, he could only pat Su Yuntao's thigh. In the end, however, he couldn't help letting out a chuckle.

Su Yuntao was unfazed by his little brother frequently uttering some strange and bizarre remarks, simply attributing it to children saying whatever crossed their minds.

Walking over to the dining table, Su Yuntao's father, who was also Tang Shan's adoptive father in this lifetime, Su Haichao, had already prepared the meal.

Golden-brown roasted soul beast meat, a few home-style vegetable dishes paired with snow-white rice-compared to his past life, this was already unspeakably lavish.

While devouring the food like a storm, Tang Shan's heart once again could not help but emit a sigh of emotion at his own good fortune in this lifetime. At the very least, compared to the original protagonist Tang San, he had it better by more than just a little bit.

Not only did that guy have to cook for himself, but he also never ate his fill, leading to malnutrition. If not for the help of the Mysterious Heaven Skill, dreaming of Innate Full Soul Power? He'd probably be burning incense just to have any soul power at all.

"Shanzi, your brother has also trained according to the method you described for a full year. I feel it's about time to take him to hunt soul beasts."

While eating, Su Haichao looked toward his adopted younger son.

This son of his had been smart since he was small. Ever since his bodily functions basically finished developing, he started reading books, and actually discovered that before the Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring, the absorption limit of a soul master was related to their own physical constitution, successfully persuading him to let Su Yuntao train his body for another year.

Hearing his father's words, Su Yuntao also cast a hopeful gaze toward this younger brother who was nearly twelve years his junior.

Goodness knows how, a year ago when he had cultivated to rank ten soul power and excitedly asked his father to take him to hunt soul beasts and absorb a soul ring, this younger brother of his had somehow poured some sort of bewitching soup into his father's ears, making him make him train his body for a whole year before going to hunt soul beasts.

"Dad, it's fine now. Big Brother's training over this past year has basically reached the limit of rapid short-term progress. The ink-and-wash training consumes even more time, and it's really not worth it."

Hearing Su Haichao's inquiry, Tang Shan nodded.

Human hearts were ultimately made of flesh. Furthermore, this pair of father and son had told him about his background ever since he was little, yet they had always treated him as a member of their big family. He had long since regarded Su Yuntao and Su Haichao as his direct blood relatives, and naturally hoped their futures could go further.

For this reason, he had displayed his extraordinary talent in martial soul theory, proposing the following suggestions for Su Yuntao's future. Of course, back then his main task was to persuade Su Haichao; Su Yuntao only needed to follow along and execute it.

"Father, Big Brother's talent is limited, possessing merely rank three innate soul power, even two ranks lower than you. I believe letting Big Brother train his body for another year before going to absorb a soul ring is not too late. Besides, continuing to cultivate soul power after reaching the bottleneck allows for accumulation."

At the time, Su Haichao had been opposed. After all, even though accumulated soul power would continue to increase after a breakthrough, could the cultivation speed of a soul scholar ever compare to the cultivation speed of a soul master? Obviously not.

Upon hearing Su Haichao's counter-question back then, Tang Shan had been somewhat surprised, but he quickly reacted.

Even though Yu Xiaogang had not yet published his so-called "Ten Core Competencies", that did not mean these theories did not exist. At the root of it, this was a real world, not to mention that Su Haichao was the Spirit Hall chief of Nuoding City.

Fortunately, he had also been prepared beforehand.

"Dad, indeed, the cultivation speed of a soul master certainly surpasses that of a soul scholar, but with Big Brother's rank three soul power talent, how many more ranks could he possibly raise in this year? At the very most, he wouldn't even reach two ranks. However, using this year to train his body might allow him to absorb a soul ring that is over a hundred years higher. By then, the accumulation of the inherently higher-age soul ring paired with the soul power accumulated from a year of cultivation might boost him even more. And that's not even mentioning how a higher-age soul ring impacts the quality of Big Brother's martial soul."

It was precisely such well-reasoned arguments that convinced Su Haichao, allowing Su Yuntao to undergo a year of demonic training that could be described as terrifying.