Douluo Continent: Naru Sacred Heart, Snow Shines Forever

The realm of gods, the Temple of Asura.

A blood-red mist that never dissipates entwines the obsidian pillars. There is no light in the hall, only the dark red divine power flowing from the throne, immersing everything in a chilling and desolate atmosphere.

The man in the blood-red robe leaned against the throne.

"Although this godhood lasts for endless years, it also means the loss of one's former freedom..."

For millions of years, he has guarded the order and judgment of the divine realm, witnessing the cycle of life and death, but he can never find the joy he felt when he wielded his sword to shatter chaos.

Suddenly, his slightly lowered eyelashes trembled violently.

"what?"

He's an exceptional talent, born with a murderous streak, his very being etched with forbearance and ruthlessness. He knows how to restrain himself, yet dares to burn himself out in desperate situations.

He should inherit his position and guard this cold order.

After all, his divine test was that Tang Chen was crippled, another one with the 'God of Slaughter' was bewitched by Rakshasa, and there was another one who was half-crippled but not dead. There was no one left who could shoulder the position of the Asura God.

"I've decided on you."

The Asura God slowly raised his eyes, and his crimson divine power transformed into a thin but unstoppable bloodline that pierced through the spatial barrier between the divine realm and the lower realm, plummeting straight towards the cliff known as "Ghost's Sorrow".

He simply forgot that the order he was upholding represented absolute justice.

The moment that crimson divine power intervened in the trajectory of fate, the dormant power of destiny at the core of Douluo Star suddenly awakened.

It gently rolled up, silently casting a wisp of equally pure yet warm golden fortune to another place.

.......

A lightning bolt of extreme speed suddenly appeared in the Sunset Forest, its dazzling white light making it as bright as day, before disappearing in a flash.

Where the lightning struck, a well-behaved little baby lay quietly in swaddling clothes.

It was a baby boy, about a month old, lying alone beside a clump of low bushes.

"Waaah... Waaah..."

At this moment, the baby is fully conscious and can clearly perceive the surrounding environment.

A cool evening breeze brushed against my skin, and the rough ground beneath me felt uncomfortable.

In the distance came the low roar of an unknown soul beast, and the rustling of leaves in the wind.

Fear, like an icy tide, instantly overwhelmed him.

"Time travel?"

Or will I be reborn as a baby?

The location is still a primeval forest.

Could a "fragrant and delicious" baby survive for even an hour in such a place?

Hunger, cold, wild animals... any one of these factors could have been enough to kill him.

Soon after, an old man with dark green hair and beard arrived and searched around for the lightning that had just struck.

"what?"

A slightly hoarse but authoritative voice rang out, followed by a tall figure emerging from the woods.

"How come there's a baby here?"

The old man muttered to himself, a look of doubt and a hint of barely perceptible surprise on his face.

He walked over slowly, squatted down, and his gaze fell on the baby.

Her small face was rosy and glowing, and her large, golden eyes were fixed on him.

Instead of the innocent confusion a baby should have in their eyes, they were filled with...

The will to survive?

A thought struck him. He had lived for decades and seen countless people and things, but he had never seen such clear emotions in the eyes of a baby.

This child is extraordinary!

Sunset Forest is fraught with danger. An infant was abandoned here, a place that should have been a dead end.

But of all things, he happened to run into her.

Is this a coincidence, or... fate?

"That's enough."

The old man sighed softly.

"Since we've met, it must be fate. Yan Yan is all alone, so taking her back will give her some company."

Having said that, he picked up the swaddled baby and turned to fly into the depths of the Sunset Forest.

After that, several more groups of people came to search the area but found nothing, and then left one after another, and the forest fell silent once again.

"Yanyan, Yanyan, Grandpa's back!"

An old man, holding a baby in his arms, stood on a rock and called out.

Below the mountain stream, two pools of water, one formed by an extremely cold yin spring and the other by a blazing yang spring, created pools of red and blue hues.

Steam billows from the pool, carrying the smell of sulfur. The valley is an inverted cone-shaped depression, surrounded by some unidentified flowers and plants.

Upon hearing the sound, a cheerful door opening echoed from a house not far from the spring.

A crisp sound rang out:

"Grandpa, you're back!"

The person who spoke had short, neat purple hair.

Its eyes also shone with an unusual emerald green as it ran towards the old man.

In a few flashes, the old man appeared before the girl, holding a baby in his arms.

"Yanyan, slow down, be careful not to fall."

The girl stood up obediently and said:

"Grandpa, is this baby you're holding the one you brought back after your checkup?"

"Yes, the place was completely intact, with only a swaddled baby lying there."

Even though you've had your martial soul awakened for a year, you still get bored when you're alone.

So I brought it back to keep you company.

The old man said indulgently.

Upon hearing this, the girl stepped forward and saw a delicate, chubby little dumpling.

The head alone accounted for more than a third of the body.

Round and plump like a hard-boiled egg, it is dotted with rare silver hairs.

With her eyes closed, her eyelashes, like fine, pale gold down, sparsely clung to her eyelids.

Her soft, round face and lips had a distinctive baby pink hue, and her nose was delicate and petite.

He exudes a peaceful and comfortable aura.

"Grandpa, look, there's another jade pendant here."

The words "Chen Jieqi" were also engraved on the back.

"Yes, Grandpa checked it before bringing it home, and it's a boy!"

"Grandpa, he's so cute! He smells so nice. I'll call him Little Qi from now on."

The two talked as they slowly walked towards the house...

"I've finally survived!"

Listening to their conversation, Chen Jieqi gradually realized that he had probably transmigrated to the Douluo Continent, a world known as the "sewer of fantasy novels."

I wasn't annoyed, but I just thought to myself,

"Since I'm here, I'll make the best of it. I just hope I'll have soul power when I awaken my martial soul later."

Otherwise, it would be difficult for ordinary people to even survive, after all, this is a cannibalistic world!

Fortunately, fate was kind to him. Although he didn't have the 'system' that was a must for transmigrators, he did have a cheat code that was different from ordinary people.

Perhaps due to time travel, or perhaps due to being struck by lightning, Chen Jieqi's soul power is far beyond that of ordinary people, and he has shown extraordinary talent since childhood.

After five months, they will be able to speak relatively clearly!

After eight months, he will be able to move and walk normally!

You'll be able to read and write after just one year!

Meanwhile, the girl was also 8 years old and a first-ring Beast Soul Master.

Her martial soul was none other than the renowned Azure Serpent, and her innate soul power reached level 7. Her name was Dugu Yan.

The old man's identity is none other than Dugu Bo, known as an "angel investor".

More than a year passed, and Dugu Yan had obtained a spirit ring and reached level 21. During this time, whenever she was not at the academy, she would run back to play with her little Qi brother.

The reason why Dugu Yan liked to cling to Chen Jieqi was not just because he was small and cute.

Furthermore, it was because he exuded a unique, serene, and dignified aura.

Not only does it smell good, but it can also relieve the discomfort caused by regular soul power cultivation and slow down the erosion of toxins.

Dugu Bo witnessed all of this, and felt an increasing sense of mystery surrounding Chen Jieqi...

Another year has passed day after day.

Chen Jieqi is already three years old and is gradually understanding some of the mysteries of his own body.

Aside from his extraordinary soul power, the "aura" emanating from his body should be similar to the "Holy Light" power believed in by paladins in World of Warcraft.

It has a strong purification effect on negative or abnormal states such as darkness, corrosion, and poisoning.

At the same time, after praying sincerely for a certain period of time, or when the purification and consumption are successful,

They would all feel that the "power of holy light" was clearly condensed, and this should be their "golden finger".

It's probably because Chen Jieqi hasn't awakened his martial soul yet.

This force could not be fully controlled for the time being, causing it to dissipate and thus becoming a "hot commodity".

However, this also benefits Dugu Yan, as she has been spending a lot of time by Chen Jieqi's side.

The poisoning caused by his own martial soul has been significantly alleviated, and his cultivation speed is much faster than in the original work.

From that point onward, relying on his extraordinary spiritual power and photographic memory,

Chen Jieqi began to frantically absorb knowledge about soul beasts, medicine, local customs, and other aspects, constantly recharging himself every day.

Three years have passed in the blink of an eye, and the scenery in the valley remains unchanged.

Chen Jieqi sat cross-legged in front of the house, dressed in a bronze-colored outfit, his silver hair casually falling down.

With the fluffy texture unique to children, her face exudes a soft, childlike innocence, and her eyes are pure and lively.

At this moment, Chen Jieqi had just finished his meditation and prayer. Due to his extraordinary spiritual power...

Over the past few years, I have gradually been able to gather the "Holy Light Power" that has been dissipating from my body, and then use it to nourish my bones, tendons, and internal organs.

Long-term self-strengthening, coupled with ample nutrition, has enabled Chen Jieqi to achieve an astonishing level of physical fitness.

"Little Qi, are you done praying?"

A clear, joyful voice rang out; it was Dugu Yan, who had just returned from the Heaven Dou Royal Academy.

Now 13 years old, she has blossomed into a graceful young woman. Her originally purple hair and emerald green eyes are increasingly resembling normal black.

His still-neat short hair makes him look very dashing.

"Sister Yan Yan, it just finished. It's not your day off yet. Why are you back?"

Chen Jieqi asked, puzzled.

"Tomorrow is the day your martial soul awakens, and I definitely want to witness it with my own eyes!"

"Oh yeah, I almost forgot myself..."