Simultaneous Transmigration: From Douluo Continent to the Pinnacle

Having finished explaining everything, Lin Yao summoned his Star Sword, its long blade gleaming with a faint starlight halo, radiating an extraordinary aura. He stood firmly in mid-air, his feet planted on the sword, and gestured to Qian Renxue, speaking calmly, "Sister Xue, please."

Qian Renxue nodded slightly, and six pairs of pure white angel wings suddenly unfurled behind her. The wings fluttered gently, creating a warm breeze, and a sacred aura emanated from her as she slowly rose into the air, her figure extremely elegant. The Serpent Spear Douluo remained where he was, standing at the entrance of the Blacksmith Association, his soul power contained, silently protecting the safety of the scene.

Lin Yao soared into the air on his sword, closely following behind. The two figures, one in blue and one in white, flew swiftly towards the secluded valley outside the city, leaving the crowd on the street in astonishment.

After Lin Yao and Qian Renxue left, the people at the entrance of the Blacksmith Association had different expressions and complicated emotions. No one expected that Lin Yao, who came from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School and was hailed as the most talented person in a thousand years, would be so close to Qian Renxue of the Spirit Hall, and even be able to leave alone together. The reason behind this was really hard to fathom.

In the valley outside the city, the grass and trees are lush, the streams are babbling, and it is quiet and deserted. Qian Renxue and Lin Yao stand facing each other. There is no smell of gunpowder in the air, only a calm and peaceful atmosphere.

Lin Yao looked at the familiar yet somewhat distant woman before him, remained silent for a moment, and then spoke softly, uttering that long-unheard address: "Long time no see, Sister Xiaoxue."

Upon hearing Lin Yao's gentle address of "Sister Xiaoxue," Qian Renxue's golden eyes instantly lit up, her expression became even more radiant, and the smile on her lips became more genuine. A warm current surged through her heart, and she felt with certainty that Lin Yao could not forget her after all.

After a brief silence, Qian Renxue looked up at Lin Yao with a serious and earnest gaze and a hint of expectation in her voice: "Little Yao, with your talent and strength, staying in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is ultimately a waste of your abilities. Why not join the Spirit Hall? I can recommend you to my grandfather. In the future, you will definitely have an unparalleled position and power in the Spirit Hall, and we can walk side by side."

Lin Yao gently shook his head, his tone calm yet unwavering, and slowly refused: "Sister Xiaoxue, I cannot join the Spirit Hall now; it's not the right time."

Upon hearing Lin Yao's reply, "It's not the right time yet," Qian Renxue's eyes lit up, her golden pupils gleaming with surprise. She instinctively assumed Lin Yao was subtly indicating that he would eventually join the Spirit Hall and stand on her side when the time was right. Little did she know, Lin Yao's true intention was to eventually merge the Spirit Hall and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School under his control; at that point, joining or not joining would be irrelevant.

Then, Lin Yao looked at Qian Renxue, whose eyes were fixed on him with unwavering trust, and sighed inwardly. He finally decided to reveal the long-buried secret from back then. His expression was solemn, his voice low, and he slowly began to recount the unbearable past: "Sister Xiaoxue, there are some things that have kept you in the dark for many years. Today, I will tell you the truth. Back then, it wasn't Tang Hao who killed your father, Qian Xunji. Rather, it was your father, Qian Xunji, who forcibly defiled his disciple, Bibi Dong, causing her to become pregnant and give birth to you. Later, Qian Xunji was severely injured and ultimately died at Bibi Dong's hands."

These words struck Qian Renxue like a thunderbolt. Her body trembled violently, her face instantly turning pale. Her golden eyes were filled with shock, disbelief, and pain. The doubts and estrangement of the past decade or so finally connected at this moment. She finally understood why Bibi Dong had always been cold and distant towards her, never showing any motherly affection, and why her father, Qian Xunji, had acted so erratically back then. Everything now had an answer.

Seeing Qian Renxue's distraught and tearful appearance, Lin Yao's heart stirred slightly. He stepped forward and gently comforted her, "Sister Xiaoxue, the past is the past. The fault lies not with you, nor with Ms. Bibi Dong. The root of the problem lies with Qian Xunji. I'm telling you this not to let you wallow in pain, but to help you resolve your inner turmoil and ease the mother-daughter rift with Bibi Dong. I hope you can have a different ending than before, that you can truly find happiness, and that the Spirit Empire won't be driven to complete collapse and destruction by Bibi Dong's ambition."

Qian Renxue clenched her hands tightly at her sides, her fingertips turning white. After a long silence, she finally nodded slowly, her voice slightly hoarse but incredibly firm: "I promise you, Xiao Yao." She paused, then looked up at Lin Yao, her eyes pleading: "But please keep today's events a secret for me. Don't tell anyone. I need to personally verify the truth with Grandpa, and then go to Bibi Dong to apologize to her on behalf of Father."

Lin Yao nodded slightly: "I promise you, this matter is only known to you and me."

The two resolved their differences and temporarily reconciled. They looked at each other, and most of the estrangement in their hearts dissipated. Then they turned around side by side and flew together towards Gengxin City.

After returning to Gengxin City, Qian Renxue and Lin Yao said a brief goodbye at the entrance of the Blacksmith Association. Without lingering, they immediately prepared to return to Wuhun City to seek the truth of what happened back then from Qian Daoliu, and also to muster the courage to face her mother, Bibi Dong.

As for Miles, who ran rampant and bullied others in Gengxin City, he had long been forgotten by Qian Renxue and was not even in her consideration. Moreover, he had offended Lin Yao and ultimately disappeared silently from Gengxin City, ending up dead and forgotten.

……

The night was deep and quiet, and all was still.

Beneath this silence, another boundless space is bustling with activity.

It was a vast, boundless starry space suspended in chaos. As far as the eye could see, there were only slowly shifting, glittering stars, billions of points of light intertwining into rivers that flowed silently through the dark void. At the very center of this space, a magnificent palace, constructed entirely of a strange material that resembled jade but was not, stood silently. The palace's body shimmered with a soft yet formidable starlight, and every brick, every pattern seemed to be engraved with the trajectory and mysteries of countless worlds. Inside, there were no ordinary lights, yet it was illuminated by the surrounding starlight, where light and shadow blended softly, creating an atmosphere that was both solemn and tranquil.

At this moment, inside the Star Palace, a group of Lin Yaos, each with different appearances but sharing the same soul foundation, were gathered in twos and threes in front of the huge star phantom in the hall. Their eyes were all turned to the constantly changing scene in it—it was their own urban campus world, experiencing one dramatic, melodramatic, and addictive campus story after another.

Since Lin Yao was born in this urban campus world, he has almost instantly captured the attention of everyone in the palace.

In the past, they were either cultivating their spiritual path, conquering the heavens, or struggling to survive and rise to the top in their respective worlds. They had long been accustomed to the clash of swords and the struggle for the ultimate path, but rarely had the opportunity to leisurely observe a campus life full of everyday human warmth and incredibly melodramatic plot twists. Therefore, upon entering the Star Palace, they were almost immediately drawn to the illusory star image, eager to explore the storyline of this world, which was a blend of classic urban campus tropes and melodramatic romance clichés.

As the scenes unfolded, a series of unexpected events unfolded: a bickering couple on campus, wealthy young masters secretly vying for power, a mysterious soldier suddenly appearing out of nowhere, a gentle and considerate school beauty, a rebellious and unruly teenager… There were no plots they couldn't imagine, no dramas this world couldn't produce. A group of Lin Yao and his friends, who were used to all sorts of things, were now watching with great interest, like ordinary people following a popular TV series. They occasionally marveled at the wonder and diversity of the multiverse, realizing that even a small school campus could harbor so many ups and downs.

The atmosphere inside the palace was relaxed and lively. Some people were engrossed in watching, resting their chins on their hands; others were making quiet comments from time to time; and still others were arguing heatedly about the plot. The originally solemn and majestic Star Palace now had a touch of human warmth.

Just as everyone was engrossed in the captivating urban campus storyline, a faint yet incredibly clear fluctuation silently rippled through the unknown space in the corner of the palace.

Space distorted gently like the surface of water, and an unfamiliar figure appeared there without warning.

The newcomer appeared to be a boy of only sixteen or seventeen years old, with a tall and straight figure and an unremarkable face. He would hardly attract anyone's attention in a crowd. He had neither extraordinary talent nor any strangeness. He simply had a clean and refreshing face, dressed in a simple white casual outfit without any unnecessary decorations. Standing in the dazzling star palace, he appeared particularly simple and clean, giving people a refreshing, comfortable, and non-threatening feeling.

He stood there blankly, his eyes filled with the bewilderment and helplessness of someone just entering an unfamiliar environment. His gaze slowly swept across the hall, and when he saw the group of "kindred spirits" gathered in front of him, his calm eyes instantly filled with shock and confusion.

He stared blankly at the crowd before him—there was a child version of Lin Yao with pigtails and an innocent face, a teenager version of Lin Yao with youthful eyes and a vibrant spirit, a young man version of Lin Yao with a calm demeanor and sharp eyes, and even a fox-eared girl version of Lin Yao with a pair of fluffy fox ears on her head and a delicate figure, as well as a mecha monster version of Lin Yao covered in cold metal and exuding a powerful mechanical aura... All sorts of people, tall and short, fat and thin, humanoid anomalies, were there, yet they all shared the same soul aura, making him realize in an instant that these were all him, but none of them were completely himself.

Young Lin Yao stood frozen in place, his mouth slightly agape, momentarily speechless, his mind churning with countless questions: Where am I? Why am I here? Are these... all versions of myself from another world?

After the initial shock and confusion, a surge of intense curiosity welled up inside him. He subconsciously took a step forward, his gaze falling upon the small, floating star-like phantom in front of him, which shared the same origin as the enormous phantom in the hall. As if possessed, he reached out and gently pressed his fingertips against the cool, soft starlight.

The next instant, a massive amount of memories flooded into his mind like a burst dam.

The origins of the Star Palace, the mysteries of the myriad worlds, Lin Yao's life trajectories in countless different worlds, their encounters and gatherings, their cultivation and growth... one unfamiliar yet familiar memory after another rapidly merged and sorted through his mind, allowing him to instantly understand where he was and why he was here.

The moment this new memory merged into the Star Palace, Lin Yao and the others, who had been gathered in the center of the hall and watching intently, were awakened almost simultaneously.

Everyone paused simultaneously, their gazes, which had been fixed on the urban campus storyline, instantly returned, their auras slightly hardened, and their eyes sharpened like knives. They all realized in an instant that the memory resonance of the Star Palace had shown a new fluctuation!

"What's going on? Why is there suddenly an unfamiliar memory?"

"These memories... are too ordinary, aren't they? No battles for the Great Dao, no heaven-defying opportunities, just an ordinary life?"

The first to speak was Lin Yao, a young man with his arms crossed and a look of lingering dissatisfaction. He raised an eyebrow, his tone carrying a hint of displeasure at being interrupted. He had been engrossed in the story, watching the urban campus soldier king plot about to reach its climax, with the campus soldier king about to be thoroughly humiliated by the urban Lin Yao. His emotions had been heightened, and the pacing had reached its peak. But then this unfamiliar memory suddenly interrupted him, leaving him feeling itchy and extremely uncomfortable.

The other Lin Yao beside him nodded in agreement, his face showing the same regret. He casually gestured in the air as if fast-forwarding something: "Me too. I deliberately skipped those annoying, trivial plot points and fast-forwarded directly to the memories. Just when I thought that arrogant young master of the city was about to be thoroughly humiliated by the urban Lin Yao, and the satisfying moment was about to arrive, suddenly a strange memory appeared. I thought the memories of the palace had been messed up."

"Haha, I didn't expect you to like such melodramatic urban rich kid slapping-the-face plots. Actually, I think the plots of elite soldiers returning to school are more interesting." Lin Yao, dressed casually with a hint of mockery in his eyes, said with a smile.

"Yeah, those elite soldiers look several years older than the students, yet they can still brazenly sneak into the school. Although the plot is exciting to watch, upon closer inspection, it's still somewhat illogical..." Another Lin Yao chimed in, habitually starting to rationally analyze the plot holes.

Everyone chatted amongst themselves, first complaining about the interrupted exciting plot, then discussing their favorite scenes. The atmosphere remained relaxed until someone suddenly frowned and paused.

"Wait a minute, have you guys noticed? This new guy has a memory fragment...it looks so familiar!"

Upon hearing this, the previously noisy discussion instantly quieted down.

Everyone was startled, their joking expressions vanishing as they closed their eyes and quickly tried to recall the strange memories that had suddenly flooded in. After a moment, they opened their eyes, their expressions filled with realization.

"Now that you mention it, I do feel like I've seen this somewhere before..."

"Those images...are they armor? And monsters?"

Lin Yao and the others turned their heads in unison, all eyes turning to the young man in the corner of the palace who had just finished merging his memories and still looked somewhat bewildered.