Douluo Continent: The Legend of the Gods

Thousands of years ago, the Sun Moon Continent and the Douluo Continent collided violently, causing a cataclysmic event.

At that time, Shrek Academy rallied the two great empires of Star Luo and Heaven Dou, and with all its national strength, fought a fierce battle against the Sun Moon Empire for many years, finally defeating it.

After the war, the two sides signed an agreement to divide the country into four parts, allowing the Sun and Moon Empire to be preserved, and the continent was thus divided into four.

But the price of victory was far heavier than imagined.

The Dai family of the Star Luo Empire was severely weakened in that war and eventually relinquished the throne to the meritorious Xu family of the Star Crown Clan, retiring to the title of duke.

The Heavenly Dou Empire, outwardly maintaining the glory of a victor, was inwardly teetering on the brink of collapse. Those feudal lords who had been lying low for years seized the opportunity to rise up, carving out their own territories, and thus the Heavenly Soul Empire was born. The direct descendants of the Heavenly Dou royal family were forced to relocate to the northeastern corner of the empire, changing their country's name to Douling, barely clinging to life.

Thus, the Douluo Continent was divided into four factions: Xingluo, Tianhun, Douling, and Riyue.

Above the four kingdoms, Shrek Academy stands tall and majestic.

That city, that academy, transcends worldly power, yet it subtly controls the balance of the continent. Some call it the holy land of all soul masters; others call it the second Spirit Hall.

This time, however, it is disguised as an academy and no longer needs a pope.

As for the direct descendants of the Heavenly Dou royal family, they have long lost the glory of their ancestors.

Their swan-like martial spirits are inherently weak, and among the successive generations of inheritors, only a handful have been able to break through to the Soul Douluo level. On this continent where soul power is revered, such a royal family is destined to be nothing more than a figurehead.

Yun Qinglin woke up at this moment.

His body is that of an unknown illegitimate child of the Douling Empire's royal family.

Her father was the Snow Hidden Prince, who was obsessed with wine, women, and power, while her mother was an ordinary female disciple of the Green Vine Sect.

A fleeting romance, a love affair that began but ended in abandonment. His mother, pregnant, left the royal palace and returned to her sect. She gave birth to him amidst the strange looks of others, and then, consumed by melancholy, she passed away less than three years later.

The moment Yun Qinglin opened his eyes, his mother had already been buried for half a year. The sect's indifference and the prince's forgetfulness meant that the original owner of this body had long since died quietly in a forgotten corner.

Now, a soul from another world has taken over this broken body.

In his previous life, Yun Qinglin was literally blown away and killed by a large truck.

Looking at the dilapidated roof and listening to the occasional noise outside the window, he had only one thought in his mind: just being alive is enough.

Outside Lingdou City.

The afternoon sun shone through the gaps in the branches and leaves, casting dappled light and shadow on the boy.

He stood there, his short, dark hair tinged with a light gold, his skin so white it was almost translucent, but his eyes were the azure of spring buds immersed in a cold pool.

The collar of his dark robe was embroidered with gold thread intertwined branches; it was an old item left by his mother, and when he wore it, he exuded an indescribable air of refined elegance.

He turned around and glanced at the dusty, ancient city.

Lingdou City, the capital of the Douling Empire, is the heart of the most awkward nation on the continent. The city walls are old, the tiles are old, and even the people in the city seem old.

There was no lingering affection in his eyes, only a trace of inexplicable melancholy.

"Qinglin, let's go."

Dan Chen's voice came from behind, tinged with a sigh.

The boy turned around and smiled at him: "Okay, Uncle Dan."

Dan Chen looked at him, and her heart inexplicably ached.

This child had been with him since he was a little over three years old. That year, he passed by the back mountain of the Qing Teng Sect and heard a noise coming from the kitchen. When he went in, he saw the three-year-old child standing on a stool, leaning over the stove, starting a fire and cooking by himself. The porridge in the pot was cooked until it was very soft, but the child ate it very attentively.

Dan Chen had no idea how the child had survived. No one in the Qing Teng Sect cared for him; his so-called father had long forgotten about him. A toddler, barely able to walk, had stumbled and struggled for three years, yet he hadn't died.

He was moved by compassion and took the child with him.

This area lasted for three years.

Dan Chen is an unofficial elder of the Qing Teng Sect. Although he is called an elder, no one really cares.

The current Qing Teng Sect is preoccupied with the power struggles within the royal family, and the elders are busy choosing sides and reaping benefits. Who cares about a Soul King who only knows how to cultivate?

Dan Chen had wanted to leave for a long time, but hadn't decided where to go. When Yun Qinglin said he wanted to leave Lingdou City, he nodded without hesitation. As a Soul King, he could surely protect a child on his journey.

What Dan Chen didn't know was that the child he had found years ago had already died.

How long can a three-year-old child survive if no one feeds him, no one takes care of him, he gets sick but has no medicine, and he is hungry but has no food?

She had reached her limit by the night before he arrived.

The person inside the shell now is Yun Qinglin, a model youth of the 21st century.

He has been here for three years and has learned quite a bit about this continent.

He'll be six in a month. With Dan Chen around, he won't have to worry about not having anyone to help him awaken his martial spirit. I just don't know what it will be.

My father's martial spirit is a swan, the symbol of the Douling Empire's royal family, which looks good but is useless.

My mother's martial spirit is the Evergreen Vine, and everyone in the Green Vine Sect has it; it's nothing special.

What can be produced by combining two useless martial souls?

Yun Qinglin sighed inwardly, but the original owner's scumbag father was indeed no good, and her mother was also a love-struck fool, so tragic.

After traveling through three years, he slowly pieced together clues from various details.

The dean of the Martial Soul Department at Shrek Academy is named Yan Shaozhe, which suggests it's from the Douluo Continent 2 era, a period that isn't very safe.

"However, it's unclear where the story has progressed."

He knew the general plot of Huo Yuhao's story, but he wasn't interested in things like the Holy Spirit Cult, war, or divine schemes.

The Sun and Moon Empire will come to attack sooner or later, but so what? They want to rule, not massacre cities.

Once Huo Yuhao has sorted out all those messy things, he can go out and see the world again. That would be great.

The Sun Moon Empire isn't some kind of butcher; as long as they evade the Holy Spirit Cult's attacks, they're fine. It's Shrek Academy's group that's more like butchers.

Yun Qinglin thought of the Mingdu explosion that Huo Yuhao caused in the original work. He estimated that even after the Sun Moon Empire's long war of aggression, the number of civilians killed by Shrek Academy's clever idea was far greater.

In his past life, he ran a small clinic, living a simple life, just enough to make ends meet.

His family background as a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner ensured he wouldn't starve, but he also wouldn't become wealthy. Having transmigrated to this world, with Dan Chen protecting him and his soul power supporting him, he's even better off than in his previous life.

As for cultivation... take your time, no rush. It would be best to become a powerful being, but it doesn't matter if you don't, as long as you live a long life.

That's just the kind of person he is—he doesn't compete or fight; he'd rather lie down than stand up, and he'd rather hide than get close.

In my spare time, I like to read novels. I've only read the first three parts of Douluo Continent, but I've read quite a few fanfictions and watched the anime. Fortunately, I still managed to finish reading Huo Gua's book carefully. Although I was so shocked by the plot, at least I have a general grasp of the direction the story is going.

He didn't quite understand why the protagonists in various fanfictions who constantly competed with the main character and fought against Tang San after transmigrating to this world couldn't just enjoy themselves after transmigrating.

In any case, he had no intention of rebelling against that Tang God King for the time being, nor did he intend to compete with Huo Yuhao for various opportunities. He also did not have a strong desire to become a strong person. Of course, he could still look forward to it if the opportunity arose, since the stronger the Soul Master, the longer he could live.

With Dan Chen by his side, he just wanted to see the local customs and culture of Douluo Continent. He quite liked traveling, but unfortunately, this world wasn't very safe. If he encountered an evil spirit master while out, he could easily get killed, so it was better to play it safe.

"Qinglin, where do you want to go?" Danchen had already bought a carriage and turned to ask him.

"Uncle Dan, let's go to Xingluo City."

Yun Qinglin pondered for a moment before replying.

The Heavenly Dou Empire is filled with numerous sects, while the Star Luo Empire is ruled by a supreme imperial power. Yun Qinglin was quite curious about these "modern" cities where imperial power was concentrated.

In the Douluo Continent, the Ming Capital has clearly modernized, while Xingluo, Tiandou, and Douling are far behind. However, their technology and other aspects have developed quite well, at least to a level that an ancient country should have. What's outrageous is that they are all governed by a centralized imperial system!

In other words, the economic base and the superstructure are not equal, which is quite abnormal. Goodness, this is the rant from a modern person in the 21st century.

"it is good."

...

A month later.

Yun Qinglin bought a small courtyard house in the western district of Xingluo City. It wasn't big, but it was enough for him to live in.

When he and Danchen moved in, all the neighbors came out to see what was going on, thinking they were some new relatives.

Later, as they got to know each other better, they learned that he was an orphan who made a living with his uncle, so they stopped being curious and would occasionally bring him some food.

Yun Qinglin quite liked this place. Xingluo City was warmer than Lingdou City, and not as dry as the north.

The houses in the city are mostly made of gray bricks and tiles, and the streets are paved with stone slabs, which gives a sense of security when walking on them.

He was tired of living in modern cities in his previous life, and this kind of old-fashioned place made him feel at ease.

He had some money, saved by his mother before she passed away. It wasn't much, but it was enough for him to live on.

After all, her adoptive father was a prince, and her mother must have lost something when she was with him.

Dan Chen would sometimes grumble that the money should be used sparingly, but in the end, she handed over her own money to Yun Qinglin. After all, he was a Soul King and had enough savings.

Yun Qinglin agreed verbally, but in his heart he was thinking that when he got older, he would have to find a way to earn his own living.

After a month, he had become familiar with all the surrounding streets.

The auntie selling steamed buns at the alley entrance, the old man repairing shoes across the street, and the carpenter next door all greeted him with smiles.

Yun Qinglin is good-looking and has a good personality. He calls everyone he meets "uncle" or "auntie," and he quickly becomes a familiar face to everyone.

He also met several children his age, one of whom was named Shangyue. He lived not far away, had two little braids, and always ran over to him.

Yun Qinglin had a vague impression of her. Her martial soul was the Ink Wolf, and she was a beautiful naval uniform girl who used dual swords with soul tools. In his previous life, when he saw her in an anime, he took a second look. After all, who doesn't love a fair-skinned, beautiful, and long-legged girl?

In the end, he was tricked out of the stage by Xu Sanshi's Xuanming Replacement. Those despicable three dogs! As expected, none of you with the number three in your names are good people.

The ritual of awakening a martial soul, which is difficult for ordinary people to access, is nothing to Dan Chen, a Soul King. Moreover, the difficulty and skills are not high. In fact, Yun Qinglin has never understood why the path for ordinary people to awaken their martial souls in Dou Er was completely blocked.

Indeed, the rule of feudal imperial power should be replaced! Shrek Academy is a country within a country, a heresy!

This was the day his martial spirit awakened.

Shangyue arrived early in the morning and sat in the courtyard swinging her legs while waiting for him.

Dan Chen came out of the house with the Martial Soul Awakening Stone in her hand. When she saw Shang Yue there, she didn't say anything, but just smiled. This girl didn't go with her family to awaken her Martial Soul, but ran here instead. It seems that she really loves to stick to Qing Lin.

"Brother Qinglin, what kind of martial soul do you want to awaken?"

Shangyue is still a delicate-looking little girl with a lively personality. Her skin is as smooth as porcelain doll's, with a faint pink blush on her cheeks, and her naturally upturned mouth is adorned with dimples. Her light brown, naturally curly hair falls loosely over her shoulders, and the ends of her hair ripple with her movements.

Yun Qinglin pinched her soft cheek: "Anything is fine, it depends on fate."

Not bothering to hide while admiring the moon, she giggled and said, "Then I'll go first!"

Dan Chen placed the Awakening Stone on the stone table, gesturing for Shang Yue to put her hand on it. Shang Yue took a deep breath and placed her hand on it. Dan Chen activated her soul power, and the Awakening Stone emitted a faint halo. Soon, two furry wolf ears appeared on Shang Yue's head, and translucent claws grew from her fingers.

"Ink Wolf, not bad." Although Ink Wolf isn't a top-tier beast spirit, it's still considered above average. Dan Chen nodded. "Test its spirit power."

As instructed, Shangyue poured soul power into the Awakening Stone. The light flickered and then stabilized at level six.

"Level 6 innate talent, excellent aptitude." Dan Chen was somewhat surprised. He was only level 5 innate talent back then, and at most, he would only become a Soul Emperor in this lifetime. With Shangyue at level 6, becoming a Soul Emperor in the future is a certainty, and he might even be able to advance further.

"Congratulations, Xiaoyue."

Yun Qinglin offered his congratulations at the opportune moment. Shangyue's face flushed with excitement, and she hurriedly ran outside, saying, "Brother Qinglin, Uncle Danchen, I'm going back to tell my parents the good news. Goodbye!"

Dan Chen watched her retreating figure, shaking her head with a smile. This little girl was so impatient! Then she turned to Yun Qinglin: "Qinglin, it's your turn."

Yun Qinglin nodded, placed his hand on the Awakening Stone, closed his eyes, and carefully felt it.

The Awakening Stone was quiet for a moment, then began to glow.

At first, it was just a pale green, but it quickly grew brighter and brighter, spreading from the small courtyard to the top of the wall, like an invisible spring bubbling up light. The light was verdant, but not the kind of dazzling brightness; instead, it gave people a warm feeling.

Yun Qinglin felt something gushing out of his body, flowing down his arm into the Awakening Stone, and then flowing back down the Awakening Stone. The feeling was strange, like a breeze blowing across his skin, or like soaking in warm water.

The light gathered behind him and gradually took shape.

It was a pair of wings, translucent, with a faint blue tinge, and the edges seemed to be trimmed with a thin layer of gold. When the wings fluttered gently, tiny specks of light fell, landing on his hair and shoulders, and then slowly disappeared.

He heard a chirping sound, very faint, as if it came from a very far place, or as if it came from his own body.

"This is..." Dan Chen's voice trembled slightly.

Yun Qinglin opened his eyes and saw Dan Chen staring blankly behind him, her expression as if she had seen a ghost.

The sky above the divine realm is forever shrouded in a seven-colored halo. This light is neither cloud nor mist, but rather the radiance naturally emitted by the solidified essence of immortals. These rays of light flow slowly, day after day, year after year, and no one can say for sure when they first came into existence.

The Forest of Life is located in the southeast corner of the divine realm, with ancient trees reaching for the sky and vines hanging down. At the top of a giant tree whose trunk requires a hundred people to encircle, the Goddess of Life leans against a branch, her legs dangling casually, her light green dress swaying gently in the wind.

She doesn't have a stunningly beautiful face, but the longer you look at her, the more comfortable you feel, like a tender bud just sprouting in spring.

The goddess of life suddenly opened her eyes.

"Little Green?"

A man in a purple cloak leaped up from under the tree and landed beside her. He was the God of Destruction, appearing to be in his early thirties, with short, dark red hair standing on end and deep crimson eyes. He sat down beside her, his cloak casually draped behind him.

"The authority over life has been touched," said the goddess of life. "Just a moment ago, something touched my authority."

The God of Destruction frowned: "Can you sense what it is?"

The goddess of life shook her head and placed her hand on the tree trunk. The ancient tree glowed faintly, and a layer of golden halo appeared on its crown, but soon, a blood-red color seeped into the gold, and the two colors intertwined, making it impossible to tell which was more prominent.

"It's hard to predict whether it will be good or bad." She withdrew her hand. "From the lower realm... Douluo Continent."

The God of Destruction remained silent for a moment. He knew that plane; it was where Tang San, the Sea God, had stayed before becoming a god. Tang San had been keeping spies there all these years, but he had turned a blind eye and ignored it.

"Let me try." The God of Destruction raised his hand and placed it on the back of her hand. The two divine powers intertwined, probing downwards along the roots of the Ancient Tree of Life, passing through the barrier of the divine realm, and sliding down to the mortal world.

The dimensional barrier of Douluo Continent was thicker than they had imagined. But just as they were about to penetrate it, the God of Destruction sensed a layer of subtle divine energy clinging to the inner side of the barrier, spreading out like a dense spiderweb. He recognized that aura—it was Tang San's.

He snorted coldly. The Sea God always talked about his responsibilities as an enforcer of the divine realm, but none of his actions conformed to the laws of the divine realm.

Without disturbing the net, they bypassed it and continued digging down.

But they found nothing.

The aura that had touched the authority of life vanished completely, as if it had never existed. Only the consciousness of the plane itself flowed slowly, as calmly as if nothing had happened.

"It's been covered up." The God of Destruction withdrew his hand. "He didn't hide it himself; the plane of existence is helping him."

The Goddess of Life remained silent for a moment: "Is the consciousness of the Douluo Continent plane protecting him?"

"Possibly," said the God of Destruction. "Tang San has been making preparations over there for too long, and the plane's consciousness is already dissatisfied. It wouldn't be surprising if someone could actually make it rebel."

The goddess of life gazed into the distance, towards the direction of the Temple of the Sea God, where the majestic palace appeared and disappeared amidst a seven-colored halo.

"Should we interfere?"

The God of Destruction grasped her hand: "Let's wait and see. If the plane's consciousness chooses him on its own, then things will get interesting. Tang San thinks he's in control of everything, but he doesn't realize that the ground beneath his feet has long wanted to throw him off."

"However... it's not difficult to cover it up a bit." The God of Destruction revealed a mocking smile. He had long been dissatisfied with Tang San, who always contradicted him.

Destruction was originally planning how to expand the divine realm. In the past ten thousand years, the lower realm has produced many talented people, and he has proposed the plan to expand the divine realm countless times. However, this rigid new Asura God kept stopping him, saying that the divine realm was about to face a great crisis, and that all the power of the divine realm must be gathered to resist this crisis. What a joke.

The goddess of life sighed softly and leaned on his shoulder.

Inside the Poseidon Temple.

"How could the fortune of Douluo Continent change?" Tang San frowned. He could clearly feel that the resistance of the Douluo Continent's plane consciousness had suddenly become stronger, as if it had received some kind of blessing.

"After Father completely replaces you and Mother seizes the Golden Tree..." A cold glint flashed in Tang San's eyes. He had already separated Wu Tong's soul. As his daughter, it was necessary for her to sacrifice some things for his grand plan.

"Never mind, as long as it didn't affect my arrangements for the Chosen One, it's fine." Tang San didn't think the plane's consciousness could cause any more trouble, and he didn't pay much attention to the fluctuation of fortune just now.

"The Emerald Swan," Dan Chen murmured, "This is the Emerald Swan... ranked fourth among the Ten Great Ferocious Beasts..."

Dan Chen's throat bobbed. Yun Qinglin's martial spirit was clearly the same as the Emerald Swan, which ranked fourth among the Ten Great Ferocious Beasts!

He suddenly recalled what his martial soul research teacher had said when he was studying at the Soul Master Academy: "The swan martial soul of the Douling Empire's royal family might not have been a simple swan martial soul in ancient times, otherwise how could a country have defended its territory back then?"

The battle between Soul Masters and Soul Beasts in ancient times was not so simple. How did the ordinary Swan Martial Soul survive in the harsh environment of that time?

However, if it were the Emerald Swan, it would make perfect sense. The Emerald Swan's powerful healing ability ensures that those who awaken this martial soul are never short of powerful followers, and those who awaken the Emerald Swan martial soul are clearly endowed with a natural affinity.

When Yun Qinglin opened his eyes, Dan Chen clearly felt that the surrounding air had softened a bit, and the originally hot sunlight felt gentler on his body. When those blue-green eyes looked over, he couldn't have a single bad thought in his heart. He only felt that this child deserved to be loved and cared for.

He was secretly alarmed. This kind of affability was terrifying. An ordinary person would probably feel good about Qinglin the first time they met, without needing any reason at all.

Fortunately, the feeling faded a lot after the other party put away their martial spirit. Otherwise, if they went out on the street in the future, they would probably be stopped and asked all sorts of questions every few steps.

Yun Qinglin didn't notice Dan Chen's unusual behavior; he was preoccupied with his own affairs. The Emerald Swan was indeed a top-tier healing-type martial soul. Even the Healing Angel of Wang Xian'er, the Immortal Doctor Douluo of the Star Luo Empire's Hall of Worship, would likely be inferior in terms of pure healing ability.

He recalled the various accounts of Brigitte in the original work. The peace-loving faction among the ferocious beasts had been trying to maintain the balance between humans and soul beasts. Unfortunately, as soul tools continued to develop, the living space of soul beasts became smaller and smaller. Her kindness only resulted in humans hunting her more recklessly.

It's no exaggeration to say that among the ferocious beasts, besides Di Tian, ​​Bi Ji is probably the most influential. Even among the top ten ferocious beasts, no one is willing to offend her; they would rather offend Di Tian than offend Bi Ji.

Do you think Xiong Jun would dare offend Bi Ji? It would be interesting if he got beaten up by Di Tian and no one came to his aid.

While pondering the various details about the Emerald Swan in the original work, he suddenly realized that something else seemed to be lurking deep within his spiritual sea. It was another martial soul, but no matter how he tried, he could not release it, as if it were sealed by something.

"Quickly test your soul power," Dan Chen urged.

Yun Qinglin placed his hand back on the Awakening Stone, infused it with soul power, and the light climbed all the way to the top without changing.

Dan Chen's breathing quickened. Innate full soul power—this child actually possessed innate full soul power! He opened his mouth as if to say something, but found himself at a loss for words.

Yun Qinglin walked over and gently patted his back: "Uncle Dan, calm down."

He comforted Dan Chen verbally, but his heart was not at peace. He had originally decided not to get involved in those disputes, but after awakening such a martial soul, it would probably not be so easy to completely stay out of it.

Given the rarity of the Emerald Swan, Shrek Academy will definitely get the news. If he is recruited, he will inevitably have to join the inspection team with a high casualty rate, spending his days running around dealing with evil soul masters. This is not the life he wants.

Moreover, no one can explain the background of that Gluttonous Douluo Xuanzi from Shrek Academy. He is the Supreme Elder who single-handedly ruined two generations of outstanding students in the Inner Academy. If I were to be taken on a mission by him one day, my cultivation level would probably not even be enough to fill his teeth.

To be honest, he was just a normal young man who was incredibly cowardly. He was suddenly transported to a fantasy world and expected to fight against others, including evil spirit masters. He was dreaming.

"Qinglin." Danchen looked at him, hesitant to speak.

Yun Qinglin knew what he wanted to say and interrupted him directly: "Uncle Dan, I don't want to join any major forces, nor do I want to go to Shrek Academy. I just want to live a peaceful life in Star Luo City, treat patients when I have nothing to do, and go out to travel when the continent is more peaceful in a few years."

Dan Chen remained silent for a while, then finally nodded. He knew this child too well; he had never been competitive or aggressive since childhood, and his temperament was as gentle as a still pond. Since he didn't want to go, then so be it. It wouldn't hurt for him to live in Xingluo City while he protected him.

Perhaps it was precisely because of this personality that the other person awakened the Emerald Swan Martial Soul?

Yun Qinglin: Huh?

He didn't insist. "If you don't want to go, then don't go. Just live a good life in Xingluo City."

Yun Qinglin breathed a sigh of relief; the weight on his heart had finally been lifted.

He didn't plan to go to Shrek Academy, but he still needed to learn about the knowledge systems of the various academies. He would have to find a way to borrow some books to read, especially the illustrations and information about soul beasts. After all, most of his understanding of this world came from the original works he had read in his previous life, and those things couldn't be taken seriously.

He only needs to wait thirty years, and he will only be in his thirties by then. In addition, with the powerful vitality added by the Emerald Swan Martial Soul, he feels that his future life will be quite wonderful.

But now there's another problem troubling him: what type of spirit beast should he attach his first spirit ring to? His knowledge of healing-type spirit beasts is almost nonexistent. Although Dan Chen's cultivation is quite good, he doesn't know much about this either. He can't just plunge into the Star Dou Great Forest and search aimlessly.

Dan Chen seemed to see through his thoughts and gently patted his head: "Don't worry, Uncle Dan will find a way to help you find the most suitable soul beast. This can't be rushed, we'll take it slowly."

Yun Qinglin nodded and smiled, "It's alright, Uncle Dan. Even if you can't attach a spirit ring, you can still cultivate first. I'll go to the bookstore first. You go ahead and do your work. I'll see if there are any books like the Spirit Beast Compendium. It's always good to know a little bit."

Yun Qinglin was well aware that you could hardly find any decent soul beast illustrations in these bookstores; the truly valuable items were hidden in the private libraries of nobles.

This is the most frustrating thing about Douluo Continent II: for ordinary people to rise in society, there are only a few paths: either have enough talent to be recommended by the city lord and selected by Shrek Academy, join the official forces of the three great empires, or simply betray your country and join the Sun Moon Empire.

If you don't want to take any of these three paths, then you can only figure it out on your own and take it slowly. If you're lucky, you might make a name for yourself, but if you're unlucky, your life will just be like that, and all your hard work will be in vain.

Dan Chen quickly found a job. With his Soul King cultivation level, it was easy for him to find a position in the city guards, and the salary was quite good.

Yun Qinglin didn't plan to rely on Dan Chen forever. He thought he could buy some ordinary medical books to take a look at first. Those things were available on the market and weren't expensive.

Once he's seen enough, perhaps he could open a small clinic in the West District. His Emerald Swan Martial Soul is more than enough to treat common injuries and illnesses among ordinary people. He could charge a low price, gradually build up his reputation, and eventually make a living.

He went back into his room and rummaged through the cupboard to find the storage soul tool his mother had left him. It was a small bag, about the size of a palm, with an internal space of only five cubic meters—enough to hold some changes of clothes and books. He tied the bag around his waist, pushed open the door, and headed towards the bookstore.