Douluo Continent, outskirts of Star Luo City.
Starlight dotted the silver moon, tranquility spread across the land with the moon’s silvery mist-like light, and all was silent.
A beautiful night, a beautiful moon.
On a grassy hillside, a small figure knelt weakly, seemingly praying to the starry sky.
It was a child in tattered clothes, with short black hair, a pale and weak complexion, and those sapphire-like eyes dull and lifeless.
He gazed at the beautiful starry sky, tears welling up in his eyes.
It was hard to believe that from a five-year-old child, one could see such emotions as [wanting to die].
At that moment, a spatial gate was silently torn open, and from it emerged a young man.
The young man was extremely handsome and refined, with somewhat pale blue hair casually draped behind his head.
He possessed an indescribable ethereal aura, his gaze clear and penetrating, as if it could reflect the Universe itself.
But what was most striking was the vertical eye on his forehead, shimmering with a mysterious diamond-like light, though it was covered in cracks, looking as if it were about to shatter.
“…”
His eyes also grew much dimmer, even somewhat afraid to look at this child.
He was all too familiar with this child—it was the protagonist of this era, and also his past self.
The Son of the Plane of this era, almost the last hope of the Douluo Continent.
[Huo Yuhao].
No, right now, he was still called Dai Yuhao, at the lowest point of his life.
“This timeline is at age five, there’s still time!”
The Emotion God King casually brushed a hand over his face.
His originally handsome appearance vanished, replaced by that of an ordinary middle-aged man.
He walked over to Huo Yuhao, ignoring the child’s hostile and puzzled gaze, and gave a big smile.
“Hello, little one.
My name is…
Baili Du.”
…
One year later, outskirts of Star Luo City, Douluo Continent.
“Come on, little Yuhao.
Place your hand on it, and let’s begin the Martial Soul Awakening ceremony.”
The speaker was a middle-aged man around thirty years old, with short black hair and an unremarkable appearance, except for his eyes, which sparkled brightly like the sun.
Standing before him was a six-year-old child, dressed in white clothes.
Though not high-quality, they were clean.
It was little Huo Yuhao.
A year had passed, and this child, who once couldn’t eat his fill or dress warmly, had changed a lot: his little face was no longer pale and weak but extremely delicate—so much so that without a closer look, one might not even realize he was a boy.
His skin also showed the fair complexion typical of a child his age, and he had grown much taller.
Compared to a year ago, it was like night and day.
After the Spirit Hall was destroyed ten thousand years ago by the [fair and selfless], [pure and unsullied] Sea God and Asura God, Tang San, the Buddha, the three original nations of the Douluo Continent did not continue this welfare.
In this damn era, Awakening a Martial Soul required money, and the price wasn’t low—ten gold coins.
Ten thousand years later, the Spirit Pagoda established by Huo Yuhao took on this responsibility from the Spirit Hall, offering large-scale free Martial Soul Awakening for ordinary people.
Twenty thousand years later, the life energy level and technology of Douluo Planet were sufficiently advanced.
Awakening a Martial Soul was already considered a minor matter, and with a bit of money, one could buy an instrument and awaken it at home.
Looking at it this way, Huo Yuhao’s era was indeed pretty damn awful.
As for why it was so miserable, one would have to ask a certain Tang.
Of course, there were other methods.
At this time, major families or Sects on the Douluo Continent would conduct Martial Soul Awakening ceremonies within their own clans.
For Huo Yuhao and his mother, the only advantage in the Dukes Mansion was probably being able to freeload on such benefits from major powers, getting free Martial Soul Awakening.
But in [Baili Du]’s memory, after he awakened the Spirit Eye Martial Soul at age six, he and his mother were exploited by Dai Hao’s ‘good wife’ under various pretexts, forced to repay the ten gold coin Awakening fee.
Ten gold coins had significant purchasing power in this era.
It could be said that a large part of why Huo Yuhao had such a miserable childhood was because he and his mother had to do all sorts of hard labor to earn money to repay this debt.
But thankfully, he had returned.
There was no need for his mother or his past self to sacrifice anything anymore.
Little Yuhao obediently nodded and gently placed his tender little hand on the crystal ball.
Then he discovered that the Soul Power within his body, as if finding an outlet, rushed madly into it.
A blinding white light instantly erupted, followed by a “crack”—the crystal ball suddenly shattered!
[Baili Du]’s eyes instantly lit up.
Clearly, this wasn’t the Innate full Soul Power of Rank ten.
It was Innate Rank twenty!
Divine-level talent.
Those large blue eyes shimmered with golden light.
As expected, it was still [Huo Yuhao]’s signature Martial Soul Eye.
Moreover, [Baili Du] saw clearly that deep within Huo Yuhao’s eyes, profound nine-colored ripples undulated, likely related to the power of emotion.
But what if…
it was more than that?
Little Yuhao suddenly raised his head and roared.
“…Ah!”
That small body gradually grew slender, and deep blue scales sprouted all over.
Human characteristics and aura slowly faded from him, replaced by…
the features of a Dragon.
“Roar!”
The Dragon’s roar wasn’t loud, but it carried an indescribable Deterrence.
The clear sky instantly darkened, as if the sun had been obscured.
Then, his Martial Soul appeared.
Deep blue halos spread out with little Huo Yuhao’s body at the center, even his own figure hidden within this halo.
The entire courtyard seemed to be in a watery marshland, with waves gently rippling.
Though an illusion, it was overwhelmingly realistic.
A massive form slapped out violent water sounds, leaping from the illusory water’s surface.
The Dragon’s head had a soft yet majestic contour, with four magnificent horns on its head, entwined with faint Dark purple lightning.
Its eyes were ice-blue vertical pupils, as if carved from eternal ice, their gaze clear, cold, and sharp.
Its fangs were Crystal white, emitting cold mist when clenched.
Its slender body, It is at least 100 meters long long, twisted, revealing hind legs with hook claw, and a whip-like sharp tail drew a large arc.
Its agile body shimmered with a bright Deep blue glass color.
From head, back, to tail, stood erect Dragon Scale shimmering with blue Glassy luster, with four pairs of eight blue Dragon wings extending at equal intervals.
It was indistinguishable whether it was a Western or Eastern Dragon, and it was completely different from the native Dragon species of the Douluo Plane.
Yet, this Dragon’s form was so solemn and magnificent.
The Dragon’s mouth opened wide, emitting a thunderous roar.
Even the air grew damp, as if thunder serpents danced wildly within, as if a storm would break out the next second.
As is well known, when those famous emperors and generals were born, there were often celestial phenomena, like red light filling the room, or phoenixes and dragons flying out.
The most famous was undoubtedly the seventh-century strongest carbon-based lifeform, His Majesty Li Erfeng.
It was the same on the Douluo Continent.
Being able to alter the celestial phenomena after Martial Soul Awakening naturally meant this Martial Soul was incredibly powerful.
[Baili Du], standing to the side, narrowed his eyes slightly, watching the Awakening Huo Yuhao with great interest, and nodded approvingly.
[Ultimate Water] plus [Ultimate Lightning], and…
a pretty good combination.
After fusing with Brother Tianmeng, it should be able to turn water into ice, right?
His own essence blood and the Dragon God’s Dragon marrow weren’t wasted—it directly resulted in Twin Martial Souls.
And both were Divine Rank Martial Souls!
Of course, it was the essence blood of two God Kings.
If it couldn’t produce new Martial Souls, that would be strange.
Now, on Huo Yuhao’s body, not a single trace of the [White Tiger Bloodline] could be felt.
Instead, it was replaced by another characteristic—[Dragon]!
Moreover, a [Dragon] of quality not inferior to the Nine Great Dragon Kings!
Its Rank was already very close to [Golden Dragon King] or [Silver Dragon King].
Of course, it wasn’t impossible to craft a Divine Rank Martial Soul for Huo Yuhao, like [God of Emotion] or something.
But considering Huo Yuhao’s destined Marriage with Qiu’er, he used his own Origin Bloodline and a bit of the Dragon God’s Dragon marrow to completely replace little Yuhao’s original Bloodline, By the way refining his essence and marrow.
Being essentially the same person, the Fusion between Bloodlines was naturally extremely smooth.
As for that drop of Dragon God Dragon marrow…
thinking of this, [Baili Du] couldn’t help but reveal a sly, cunning smile.
I wonder what expression that certain second-generation Dragon God, who also transmigrated to this era, would have upon seeing his [uncle-in-law] suddenly possess the Dragon God Bloodline?