Pick four out of nine-invincible from the start?

Douluo Continent, the Heaven Dou Empire, Nuoding City, Holy Soul Village.

That was right. This was where God King Tang's story had begun in the original novel.

At that moment, a bunch of little brats had gathered in the building at the very center of the village.

Among them was a six-year-old boy who seemed utterly out of place.

His name was Lu Xuan, a transmigrator through and through.

As for who he had been before transmigrating...

He had been a prospective university student who had just finished his college entrance exams and was enjoying his summer vacation.

As for how he had transmigrated...

Driven by a bodily need, he had been out hunting for food in the wee hours of the morning.

He had been walking along the sidewalk, with a Dayun truck approaching from the opposite direction, its high beams blazing.

"How inconsiderate!"

Lu Xuan had shielded his eyes, unable to keep himself from complaining.

And then...

The Dayun truck seemed to have heard his complaint.

As though taking revenge, it suddenly sped up.

But with his eyes covered, Lu Xuan never noticed the truck bearing down on him.

Not until...

Bang—!

The front of the truck had crushed him straight into a wall with unerring precision!

Then...

Lu Xuan had vaguely heard someone say something.

"This month's KPI is met. Time to head back and report!"

Then everything went black, and he kicked the bucket.

Fuck, I haven't cleared the browser on my phone yet.

If only I'd used incognito mode...

When he opened his eyes again, Lu Xuan had become a newborn baby, wailing as he entered the world.

Having been a bookworm for ten years, Lu Xuan could accept transmigration or reincarnation readily enough.

Getting sent flying by a Dayun truck was a time-honored staple of the transmigration business, too.

But the one thing Lu Xuan worried about was his parents.

They must be devastated and in so much pain after my accident, right?

And after twelve long years of studying by a cold window, I'd finally made it.

I was about to attend the same university as Xiaomei.

We were going to share a wonderful future together.

Then, just like that, I croaked.

"That damned Dayun truck!"

Lu Xuan could not help cursing aloud.

After becoming a baby again...

Lu Xuan began an endless cycle of eating, sleeping, pooping, eating, and sleeping.

Gradually, he picked up quite a bit of information from his parents' conversations in this life and learned that he had come to the world of Douluo Continent.

At first, he took the attitude that, since he was here, he might as well make himself at home. He only wanted to live peacefully as an ordinary person in this dangerous world.

After all, nothing about him suggested he had a protagonist's destiny.

His parents were alive; he was not an orphan.

His family was so poor that their empty pockets practically rattled, with no pair of mighty figures backing him.

Nor had an old grandpa or a system panel accompanied his birth.

His father's martial soul was an ordinary rusty iron sword, and his innate soul power was a pitiful level 3.

His mother's martial soul was a shovel, with no soul power whatsoever.

Yet the gears of fate began turning when he was two and a half.

That year, his father miraculously broke through the level 20 bottleneck.

Overjoyed, his father headed into a soul beast forest to hunt for a soul ring, hoping to earn the family a brighter future.

Then he never returned.

His mother could not accept his father's death.

A year later, consumed by grief and longing, she passed away as well!

As though fate had decreed it, he had barely decided to live a peaceful life before losing both his parents.

Could I really have a protagonist's destiny?

And this very year, the new pope of Spirit Hall took office.

The previous pope had died after going to capture a disciple of the Clear Sky Sect who had been carrying on with a soul beast.

Meanwhile, a burly middle-aged man carrying a baby arrived in their village.

He opened a blacksmith's shop there.

Those two events let Lu Xuan pinpoint exactly where he was in the timeline.

As for why a bunch of little brats had gathered here so early this morning...

Naturally, it was because today was the day of their martial soul awakening.

"Hello, everyone. My name is Su Yuntao, and I'm a level 16 Battle Soul Master. I'll be helping you awaken your martial souls."

A vigorous young man in his teens addressed them gently.

When Lu Xuan heard the name Su Yuntao...

His heart leaped with joy.

Wonderful! It's Su Yuntao, the Blind Douluo!

My future is saved!

The children ahead of him stepped forward one after another, then retreated one after another with tears of disappointment.

Blue silver grass, sickles, wooden sticks... without exception, they were all trash martial souls with no soul power.

Finally, it was Lu Xuan's turn at the back of the line.

"Don't be nervous, child." Looking at the boy's delicate features and unusually steady gaze, Su Yuntao reassured him softly.

Then he began the martial soul awakening ceremony.

Su Yuntao's hands moved swiftly, sending six separate streams of green light into the six black stones on the floor.

Immediately, golden light poured out of the stones, forming a pale golden dome that enveloped Lu Xuan.

Lu Xuan felt as though his entire body had been wrapped in a warm, cozy world. It was incredibly comfortable.

And right then...

"Host detected undergoing martial soul awakening."

An ethereal, utterly emotionless mechanical voice suddenly flooded in.

It startled Lu Xuan, but it seemed his cheat had finally arrived!

The next second, an irresistible force violently tugged at his consciousness.

The golden light around him instantly faded.

In its place was a deep, boundless black space without the slightest glimmer of light.

Within that deathly silent darkness...

A virtual screen emitting a dim blue glow slowly appeared before his eyes.

[Please choose four of the following nine options.]

1. Random twin super martial souls.

2. Random guardian.

3. Innate level 20 soul power.

4. Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone.

5. Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring.

6. Yu Xiaogang's invincible theories.

7. Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record.

8. Soul tool crafting methods.

9. Succubus physique.

Lu Xuan: Looks like something weird snuck into the list.

But that doesn't matter.

He decisively chose 1, 2, 3, and 7.

Option 1 guaranteed the quality of his martial souls and the ceiling of his future potential.

Option 2 guaranteed his future safety.

Option 3 guaranteed a baseline for his future talent.

Option 7 was insurance he chose because he was uncertain about the road ahead.

After all, Chrysanthemum Douluo seemed to be the only native in the original novel who knew about immortal herbs.

To be safe, he might as well take a copy of the Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record as insurance.

After all, with a guardian of his own, he would not necessarily need to join Spirit Hall.

Congratulations! You have obtained random twin super martial souls: Three-Legged Golden Crow and Asura Sword.

Congratulations! You have obtained a random guardian: Level 99 Limit Douluo—Leng Yaozhu.

Congratulations! You have obtained innate level 20 soul power.

Congratulations! You have obtained a handwritten copy of the Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record!

As the results of Lu Xuan's choices appeared...

His consciousness was immediately kicked out of that space without mercy!

Boom—!!!

Lu Xuan's body floated in midair.

Dazzling crimson-gold flames erupted from the left half of his body.

Even the surrounding air ignited instantly, groaning and distorting beneath the unbearable strain.

The right half of his body, meanwhile, was tightly entwined in blood-red mist so dense it seemed impossible to disperse.

The bone-chilling aura of slaughter felt like a plunge into an icy abyss!

Flame and slaughter intertwined.

Two utterly different yet equally terrifying auras radiated from Lu Xuan.

At that moment, the entire shabby room was dyed an eerie mixture of red and gold.

The terrifying pressure forced Su Yuntao to retreat again and again.

His eyes remained fixed on the six-year-old child in midair.

"Th-this martial soul's quality definitely isn't low!"

His voice shook violently with overwhelming shock and fear.

Hearing Su Yuntao's words, Lu Xuan silently lamented the missed opportunity.

Now even the Blind Douluo isn't blind anymore. His power as a conceptual god is useless!

But I don't need a conceptual god's help anymore, either!