Douluo Continent: Cultivating Qi and Immortals, Insidious to the Extreme

Douluo Continent, Heaven Dou Empire.

In the Qingyun Mountains, a hunter's cabin sits alone deep in the dense forests.

For the past six years, Jiangxia has lived here.

He was adopted by an old soul master who had lost an arm when he was young.

When he was five years old, the old spirit passed away peacefully, and he lived alone here ever since.

An ordinary five-year-old child would not be able to live alone in the depths of this dangerous forest.

But Jiangxia is not ordinary.

He is a time traveler with two previous time travel experiences.

In his first life, Jiang Xia was an ordinary, unknown person in the 21st century on Earth. He died at the age of 18 after suffering from a serious illness.

In his second life, Jiang Xia transmigrated to a world of cultivation, but due to his poor aptitude and limited family wealth, he was forced to become a rogue cultivator who practiced Qi Refining.

Later, he managed to cultivate to the peak of Foundation Establishment despite all his efforts, but he still perished under the Golden Core Tribulation due to insufficient resources and an unstable foundation.

This is the third incarnation.

In this life, Jiangxia saw through the illusion of the womb at the age of three and embarked on the path of cultivation again. At the age of four, he reached the first level of Qi Refining, and at the age of five, he perfected the first level of Qi Refining. At the age of six, he was trapped in this state and could not break through.

Jiang Xia knew that this was a rule restriction of the Douluo Continent; without absorbing a soul ring, no one could break through to the next realm.

Although Jiang Xia possesses cultivation methods far surpassing those of this world, he is unable to transcend them due to insufficient strength.

After two years of hard work, Jiang Xia has finally turned six today, and it's time for him to awaken his martial spirit.

Early in the morning, Jiang Xia packed his luggage, carried a cloth bag, and brought a pot of his own brewed wine to the grave of the old Soul Master.

He doesn't drink alcohol, but the old soul master loves to.

Two small bowls were taken out and placed in front of the tomb of the Old Soul Venerable. Jiang Xia sat on the ground and filled the bowls with wine.

"I'm leaving now, and I may never come back. Let's have a drink together today."

Jiang Xia picked up one of the cups, took a small sip, and poured the remaining wine in front of the Old Soul Master's tomb.

"Dad, take care."

After saying his final goodbyes, Jiang Xia got up and left.

The Qingyun Mountains are sparsely populated, requiring one to cross thirteen mountains before seeing any signs of human habitation, and then travel for half a day along the official road to reach the nearest city.

Although the journey was long, it was nothing to Jiangxia.

The complex jungle environment and rugged mountain roads posed no obstacle to Jiangxia.

He moved through the forest as if he were home, moving with incredible speed. With a light touch of his toes, he covered several meters, and with a light leap, he covered several meters. Like a nimble deer, he disappeared into the depths of the dense forest in the blink of an eye.

Swoosh—swoosh—swoosh—

Suddenly, Jiang Xia, who was running at top speed, abruptly stopped, his brows furrowed slightly, and his clear eyes quietly gazed at the dense forest in front of him.

In his previous life, Jiang Xia was a rogue cultivator who struggled in the cultivation world. Although his cultivation level was not very high, his insight was extremely remarkable.

With just one glance, he could tell that the forest in front of him was unusual.

It was so quiet, so incredibly quiet.

The chirping of birds and insects around us had all disappeared at some point, and even the air was filled with a heavy feeling.

A gentle breeze rustled through the leaves, creating an eerie, unsettling sound.

After a moment's thought, Jiang Xia stepped into the silent and eerie forest.

Having spent so many years in the cultivation world in his previous life, Jiang Xia knows all too well that opportunities and risks go hand in hand, and that every chance is something to be seized.

To gain benefits, one must also bear the corresponding risks.

The forest before us is so eerie; something unknown must have happened here.

As for danger.

That was not even within Jiangxia's consideration.

In his previous life, he was at least a peak Foundation Establishment cultivator, which was nothing special in the cultivation world. But in Douluo Continent, he was comparable to a level 99 peerless Douluo.

Although his rebirth caused him to lose all his cultivation and his strength was reduced to almost nothing.

However, his three reincarnations, coupled with his soul being at the peak of Foundation Establishment in his previous life, have made his soul origin in this life exceptionally powerful.

When Su Hui awakened at the age of three, he was already able to vaguely perceive the outside environment. Now at the age of six, under Jiang Xia's deliberate training, his spiritual power is no weaker than that of an ordinary early Foundation Establishment cultivator.

It's not very strong; it's only at the level of a newly promoted Title Douluo.

However, the Douluo Continent lacks cultivation techniques specifically for the soul, and apart from soul bones, there is no defense for the soul level.

This means that once attacked by the soul, ordinary soul masters simply cannot withstand it.

As long as Jiang Xia doesn't have the bad luck to encounter those few powerful figures, he would already be able to roam freely in the Douluo Continent.

Upon entering the forest, Jiang Xia extended his divine sense to carefully investigate every move within a radius of one kilometer.

It's not that he can't explore further, but rather that the spiritual power within a kilometer range is the limit he can currently withstand, and also the limit of his ability to explore accurately.

After all, his cultivation level was too weak. Once he exceeded this limit, Jiang Xia's body would be the first to be unable to withstand it. Over time, it might even damage his foundation or cause him to collapse.

This is just an adventure; there's no need to gamble with the future.

Not long after entering the forest, Jiangxia made an unusual discovery.

Scattered bird carcasses, stiff insects, withered plants—everything was clearly imprinted in Jiang Xia's mind.

A faint, sweet, fishy smell reached his nose, and the slight numbness in his limbs made Jiang Xia frown slightly.

"poison?"

With a dark feeling in his heart, Jiang Xia, realizing that the air was poisonous, immediately mobilized the wisp of true energy in his dantian.

A warm current rose from my abdomen and quickly spread throughout my body along the meridians.

The true qi at the first level of Qi Refining is not very strong; in terms of the Soul Master's realm classification, it is only equivalent to a mere level 10 Soul Power.

However, this faint true energy was enough for Jiang Xia to seal all the orifices in his body, preventing the toxins from continuing to invade his body.

The internal circulation of true qi can also effectively replace breathing, allowing him to endure this toxic environment for longer.

With thorough preparations, Jiangxia continued her in-depth exploration.

Not long after, a faint energy fluctuation was felt from a kilometer away.

This energy wasn't very strong, but it was so evident in this environment where everything was in utter stillness.

Jiang Xia held his breath and focused his mind, slowly extending his divine sense.

It was a middle-aged man, about fifty years old, slumped against a stone. He was thin, with dark green hair and beard, and sunken cheeks. His gray robe was tattered, and bloodstains soaked through his clothes, forming dark scars.

"This is... Dugu Bo?"

A strangely familiar image and old memories slowly surfaced in Jiang Xia's mind.

Since transmigrating to the Douluo Continent, Jiang Xia has been consciously recalling his memories from his first life.

Although he had experienced decades in the cultivation world, which meant he didn't remember much, he still remembered the important opportunities and the characteristics of the people involved.

Take Dugu Bo at this moment, for example: his dark green beard and hair, his thin and frail body, and the omnipresent toxins.

In the entire Douluo Continent, there is no one else besides Dugu Bo.

Having confirmed his identity, Jiang Xia relaxed his guard and slowly walked towards Dugu Bo.

Although a Title Douluo is not within Jiang Xia's range of easily dealt with, he is Dugu Bo, and Jiang Xia still remembers the title of Title Douluo Gatekeeper.

Jiang Xia didn't think it would be too difficult to deal with him.

Moreover, Dugu Bo was not in good condition at this time.

His body was covered in fine wounds, as if he had been slowly tortured by thousands of sharp blades. New wounds covered old wounds, and there was not a single piece of good flesh on his body. Some wounds were still bleeding.

Although he had long since lost consciousness, his body was still trembling slightly, his brows were furrowed, and his forehead was covered in cold sweat, as if he was enduring unbearable pain.

Standing in front of Dugu Bo, Jiang Xia frowned slightly.

To save or not to save, that is the question.