blogombal Chapter 1 Good Boy
Chapter 1 Good Boy
Wutan City, the Xiao family.
Another morning.
Xiao Yan lay on his bed in his room, staring blankly at the beams.
Last night he...couldn't resist going again...
Now it's too late for regrets.
Although we've confirmed what that place is, and that it's not a dream, but a real world!
but...
"Douluo Continent..." he muttered to himself, but the corner of his mouth twitched involuntarily, "What kind of mess is this, going from high to low?"
He is a time traveler.
In his previous life, after being warmly embraced by the Great Fortune, he became a collateral descendant of the Xiao family in Wutan City, who was orphaned and had mediocre talent.
Even the awakening of memories occurred two years ago, the moment when I first successfully sensed and cultivated battle qi, but by then it was too late to change anything.
After accepting his identity, he began to integrate into the world, only to find that his talent was mediocre. After two years of cultivation, he had only reached the third level of Dou Qi, becoming utterly insignificant...
He had already resigned himself to his fate, planning to rely on his partial understanding of the plot from his previous life to find the five-year-old Yan Emperor Xiao Yan, who would become famous throughout the world in the future, and most importantly, to call him a fellow townsman.
After that, things won't get too bad, and you'll be living a life of leisure that you couldn't even achieve in your previous life.
As a result, the ugly metal necklace around his neck, which no one knew who had left it, came to life—or rather, it was activated!
The grayish-brown surface of the iron sheet peeled away, revealing a dark silver body of unknown material underneath, with mysterious patterns that would make anyone dizzy just by looking at it.
It's a door!
After these few days of careful probing, he had exhausted his already limited battle qi and magic core.
He roughly figured it out.
This thing is like an interdimensional portal that needs to be charged; once it's charged enough, it can open.
Its energy composition seems to be... not picky about food!
"So, I'm a... portal to the world?"
Xiao Yan sat up and took out the necklace pendant hanging on his chest, which had been restored to its ancient dark silver color. Although it was in the shape of a door, it was now tightly closed.
Having lived a life of reading extensively, including various novels, as a corporate slave who could read twenty lines at a glance, he had a strong impression of the basic settings of these two worlds.
A battle qi transformation into a horse!
One Spirit Hall reigns supreme!
Logically speaking, knowing the plot should be the biggest advantage for a transmigrator, but here's the problem: he transmigrated into Battle Through the Heavens, but the door opened onto Douluo Continent.
He vaguely remembered the plot of Battle Through the Heavens: Xiao Yan, Yao Lao, the three-year agreement...
On the Douluo Continent side, most people have only heard about it, except for the extremely basic information such as the protagonist's name being Tang San, the existence of the Spirit Hall, and the fact that the color of the spirit rings represents the age of the characters, as well as the famous opportunities.
Specific timeline and character details?
He didn't know either.
"The information gap exists, but the focus is on one area over another."
Xiao Yan slapped his forehead. He should have taken it seriously back then; now...
It's no different from starting from scratch!
His biggest advantage is probably that he knows the "prices" and "demands" in these two worlds are completely on different wavelengths.
The thing he vaguely remembered most clearly was that the protagonist of Douluo Continent used martial arts techniques from the martial arts world to thrive in Douluo Continent. A martial arts technique from the martial arts world could have such a miraculous effect!
Then wouldn't the techniques for "Battle Through the Heavens" be defying the heavens?
This needs further investigation and experimentation...
As for what advantages Douluo Continent has over Dou Qi Continent, I'm not entirely sure, but since it's still the same world, exploring it thoroughly provides an extra escape route and a greater sense of security...
"I've heard it can grant immortality..."
A glint flashed in Xiao Yan's eyes, and then, as if making a firm decision, he reached under his body and pulled out a cloth bag.
The bag was light and airy; when poured out, only one dark yellow crystal remained.
This is a first-tier earth-attribute magic core of ordinary quality. It is one of the few cultivation-related items among the relics left by his parents.
There were originally two more, one fire-attribute and one wood-attribute, but in the past few days of "experiments," they have been transformed into nutrients to activate this door.
"This is the last one."
Xiao Yan held the demon core, feeling a pang of regret. "I have to get something back, otherwise I won't be able to feed you."
When asked "hello," Xiao Yan paused for a moment, suddenly realizing something.
"Speaking of which, my talent is so poor, and my battle qi is still hovering around the third level... Could it be because this thing has been secretly absorbing my battle qi?"
Just like how Yao Lao absorbed Xiao Yan's Dou Qi...
The thought that arose made him indulge in daydreaming, "If that's really the case, then my true talent probably isn't too bad either?"
After all, something must be special to be "parasitized" by such a cross-dimensional artifact, right?
But the thought only flashed through his mind before he quickly dismissed it.
"Forget it, there's no use thinking about these things now. The most important thing is to make money and acquire resources! Otherwise, forget about talent, we won't even be able to put food on the table."
Xiao Yan took a deep breath and cleared his mind of distractions.
He gripped the magic core tightly in one hand and the portal pendant in the other, concentrating his mind and mobilizing the meager fighting spirit within his body, while simultaneously sinking his will into the pendant!
To communicate through that door that exists deep within consciousness.
Come on, my world!
"Buzz—"
The door... started to vibrate...
The mysterious patterns on the pendant once again flowed with a faint light like ripples on water. The earth-attribute magic core in his hand trembled slightly, and the pure and gentle energy inside was quickly stripped away, turning into a warm, dark yellow current that flowed down his palm and into the pendant.
At the same time, the little fighting spirit he had left was instantly drained away.
Xiao Yan's face turned pale, as if she had been hollowed out.
Unlike the previous times when I simply used the magic core to charge it, this time, I added my own battle qi as a catalyst!
Xiao Yan clearly felt that his connection with the door had become closer, as if an invisible thread connected his consciousness with a certain coordinate behind the door.
Can……
"Stop...stop! That's enough!"
The light from the dark silver portal pendant grew brighter and brighter, eventually transforming into a soft silver glow that enveloped his entire being.
The silver light vanished in an instant.
The room in the courtyard was empty, with only a shallow crease on the bed board remaining.
……
A slight dizziness came over me, accompanied by a strange sensation of "squeezing through" a narrow passage.
Xiao Yan's feet touched solid ground, and the fresh air, carrying a rich plant fragrance, instantly filled his nostrils.
He immediately tried to steady himself, but the weakness in his limbs made him collapse to the ground, feeling empty and sweaty as it slid down his cheeks.
The next second, he couldn't stop falling backward, landing on the soil and grass, his "Tai" character exposed.
"Not a single bit left..."
Sunlight filtered through the gaps in the tall tree canopy, casting dappled beams of light. Surrounded by towering ancient trees, the air was moist and contained a vibrant energy. Inhaling it made his body, which was somewhat tired from the consumption of battle qi, feel refreshed.
"Oh~"
His fighting spirit was volatile, but his soul power was gentle, flowing from every angle of his body like warm water, reaching even his soul.
Xiao Yan lay there for quite a while before slowly getting up, his face showing a lingering sense of satisfaction.
"Actually... it's not bad for cultivation. I forgive you, Amen."