chsdbacks Chapter 1 Transmigration, Douluo Continent
Chapter 1 Transmigration, Douluo Continent
My head is so dizzy...
The baby boy slowly opened his eyes, thinking: Where am I? Wasn't I at home reading Tomato Novels? This, this is…
Just as she was wondering what was happening, she tried to get up to see what was going on. That's when she realized she had turned into a baby, and when she tried to speak, all she could manage were "ee-ya ee-ya."
Baby boy: What?! I've transmigrated? And I've become a little kid? Where did I transmigrate to? Do I need a system or something...? But I'm in the middle of nowhere with nobody here. Is the sky falling and the heavens trying to kill me?
As she thought about it, she started to sob.
Just as she was breaking down and sobbing, a middle-aged man's voice came from beside her.
"What was that sound? Did you hear it?"
In the distance, a middle-aged man with white hair sat in a carriage, looking out the window. Hearing the crying, he asked the coachman outside.
"It sounds like a child crying, Your Majesty."
The coachman also heard the crying and replied.
"Stop for a moment, let's go take a look."
"Ok"
After parking the carriage, the white-haired middle-aged man followed the sound and saw an infant in swaddling clothes crying under a hundred-year-old demon tree.
Baby boy: Hmm? Someone's here! Hahahaha, thank goodness! But why is he still crying? I'm not crying, I'm laughing! I'm happy! Waaaaah~
"Your Majesty Qianmo, it's a child, and it seems he was abandoned."
That white-haired middle-aged man was none other than Qian Mo, the current Supreme Angel Douluo, a Level 99 Tribunal Elder of the Spirit Hall.
His white hair cascaded down to his waist, and his handsome face was free of any trace of turbidity. His bright, piercing eyes revealed a mature air that was completely at odds with his youthful and dashing appearance. He wore a platinum-gold robe, giving him an air of otherworldly detachment.
"What a handsome man," the baby boy thought to himself.
"Can you take me in? I'm very obedient and well-behaved. I'll take care of you in your old age and see you off when you die. Just please don't abandon me."
But what Qianmo heard was: "Waaaaah!"
Baby boy: Aaaaaaahhhhh... Oh no. Huh? Maybe if I act cute and raise my arms for a hug, he'll melt. Otherwise, he's doomed. Hmm, let's do it!
Waaah, the baby raises both hands, begging to be held.
"Hehe, this child is surprisingly out of the loop. Other people hide wherever they want when they see me, this little rascal!"
"He has a special connection with His Majesty."
"He looks pleasing to the eye, I quite like him, let's take him back to the Spirit Hall. I've never had a wife, children, or grandchildren in my life, so let him be my son."
"Congratulations on the birth of your son, Your Majesty!" Upon hearing this, the coachman immediately knelt down on one knee to flatter him.
"Alright, stop pretending, let's go back to the palace," Qian Mo said, picking up his free son from the roadside and heading towards the carriage, his face beaming. He was a man with a son now, even if he wasn't his biological child. He said to the coachman as they walked.
The coachman reminded him, "Your Majesty, is this the Tian Dou side?"
"Back to the palace, I have my own plans," Qian Mo said softly as he walked, teasing the child in his arms. "I'll call you Qian Yuhan. As my son, I will definitely raise you to be the best. Although I don't know what your martial soul is, if your martial soul is fine and you have potential, I will train you to be the top soul master. If your martial soul is not good, we will go into politics and strengthen the Martial Soul Hall."
Qian Yuhan: Martial Soul? The Spirit Hall. I've transmigrated to the Douluo Continent and even joined the Spirit Hall? Awesome!
Qian Yuhan babbled incoherently and smiled innocently at Qian Mo.
...
Qian Mo brought Qian Yuhan back to the Spirit Hall, and soon after, he announced Qian Yuhan's existence and identity to the public—the son of Qian Mo, the 99th level Limit Douluo and the Judgment Elder of the Spirit Hall.
Qian Mo, who had just become a father, also became a stay-at-home dad. Every day, he looked forward to the nanny bringing a baby bottle so he could feed Qian Yu Han.
The people of the Spirit Hall were initially quite shocked and couldn't accept this. It was unbelievable that Qian Mo, who once dominated the world of spirit masters, had become a stay-at-home dad. But as time went on, everyone got used to it.
Eight years have passed in the blink of an eye, and the infant in swaddling clothes has now grown into a vibrant young man. When he was four years old, he pulled Qian Mo aside, wanting him to teach him cultivation techniques. Qian Mo was very pleased with his son, believing that he would definitely become an excellent Soul Master in the future, and began to subject him to rigorous training.
Today is the day Qian Yuhan awakens his martial soul. He turns eight this year. Speaking of birthdays, Qian Mo designated the day he met his son as his birth date; everyone on the Douluo Continent awakens their martial soul at the Spirit Hall branch when they turn eight.
"Yu Han, are you confident in awakening a good martial soul?"
Qian Mo pulled Qian Yuhan toward the Spirit Hall Awakening Platform, asking softly as they walked.
After listening, Qian Yuhan released Qian Mo's hand, assumed a horse stance, and threw two punches at Qian Mo before looking at him and saying, "Of course, Dad, look at my punches, I'm very confident now!"
Qian Yuhan's little fist landed on Qian Mo's body, which felt like a tickle to Qian Mo, but he still pretended to be in pain. "Good lad!"