Douro Continent

Chapter 2 Douluo Continent, Tang San in Another World (Part 1)

Douluo Continent, in the southwest of the Heaven Dou Empire, in the province of Fasno.

Holy Soul Village—the name itself is quite astonishing, but in reality, it's just a small village of about three hundred households located south of Notting City in the Fasno Province. It's named Holy Soul because, according to legend, a Soul Saint-level Soul Master emerged from here a hundred years ago, hence the name. This remains Holy Soul Village's eternal pride.

Outside Holy Soul Village, there are vast farmlands. The grains and vegetables produced here are supplied to Notting City. Although Notting City is not considered a large city in the Fasno Province, it is very close to the border of another empire and is naturally one of the starting points for trade between the two empires. Notting City prospers as a result, and consequently, the lives of the common people in the surrounding villages are much better than in other places.

As dawn broke and a faint, pale white light rose in the distance to the east, a small, thin figure appeared on a small hill, only a hundred meters high, adjacent to Holy Soul Village.

He was a child of only five or six years old. He was clearly used to the warmth of the sun, as his skin had a healthy wheat color, his short black hair looked neat, and his clothes, though simple, were clean.

For a child his age, climbing a hundred-meter-high hill is no easy task, but strangely enough, when he reached the top, he was neither red-faced nor out of breath, and looked quite content.

The boy sat down on the mountaintop, his eyes fixed on the gradually brightening pale white of the east. He slowly inhaled through his nose and exhaled gently through his mouth, creating a beautiful cycle of gentle inhalation and soft exhalation.

Just then, his eyes widened suddenly. In the gradually brightening white of the distant horizon, a faint purple aura seemed to flash. If one did not have amazing eyesight and sufficient concentration, one would never have been able to detect its existence.

The appearance of the purple aura completely focused the boy's mind. He even stopped exhaling and only inhaled slightly and slowly, while his eyes were fixed on the fleeting purple hue.

The purple aura didn't last long; it completely disappeared as the pale light of dawn in the east was gradually covered by the rising sun.

The boy slowly closed his eyes and exhaled a long breath. A white stream of air, like a ribbon, shot out from his mouth and then slowly dissipated.

After sitting quietly for a while, the boy opened his eyes again. Perhaps because of the purple aura on the horizon, a faint purple hue flickered in his eyes. Although the purple color did not last long before it quietly faded away, it was so clear when it was there.

With a sigh of dejection, the boy made a helpless expression that should never have appeared at his age, shook his head, and muttered to himself, "It's still no use. My Profound Heaven Technique still can't break through the bottleneck of the first level. It's been three whole months. Why is that? Even my Purple Demon Eyes, which rely on the Purple Qi Rising from the East and can only be cultivated at dawn, are constantly improving. My Profound Heaven Technique can't break through the bottleneck, and my Profound Jade Hands can't be improved any further. When I was cultivating, I didn't seem to encounter this problem between the first and second levels. The Profound Heaven Technique has nine levels in total, so why is the first level so troublesome? Could it be because this world is different from my original world?"

More than five years have passed since he came into this world. The child before him is none other than Tang San, who jumped off the cliff at the Tang Sect to prove his resolve. When he awoke from his coma, he found that he could do nothing but feel warmth. But the expected death did not come. Soon, he entered this world through a process of compression.

It wasn't until much later that Tang San understood what had happened. He hadn't died, but he was no longer the same Tang San he used to be.

After his birth, it took Tang San nearly a year to learn the language of this world. He remembered that when he was born, although he couldn't open his eyes to see, he heard a deep male voice crying out in anguish. When he learned the language and tried to recall it using his extraordinary memory, he could only remember that the man seemed to be calling out, "Third Sister, don't abandon me!" That man was his father, Tang Hao. His mother in this world had already died in childbirth at that time.

Whether it was fate or a coincidence, Tang Hao gave his deceased wife the name Tang San, which was quite extraordinary.

The village children often teased him about it, but Tang San was quite pleased. After all, this was the name he had used in another world for nearly thirty years. The mere familiarity with it had already made him fond of those two characters.

Having arrived in this world, Tang San has fully accepted reality, experiencing initial shock and fear, followed by excitement, and now peace. In his view, this is another chance given to him by heaven. Perhaps his greatest wish from his previous life can be fulfilled in this one.

He came into this world naked, but Tang San possessed his greatest treasure: memories. As the most outstanding genius of the Tang Sect's outer sect, the methods for manufacturing all kinds of Tang Sect's mechanical hidden weapons were imprinted in his mind. Furthermore, after stealing the Tang Sect's inner sect's secret manuals, he yearned to possess them for many years, and during his studies, he also memorized the inner sect's highest-level Xuan Tian Bao Lu. Tang San hoped to recreate the Tang Sect's glory in this world.

"It's time to go back." Tang San glanced at the sky, his small body leaping up as he ran down the mountain. If anyone saw him at this moment, they would be astonished. Each step he took covered nearly ten feet, and the uneven mountain terrain posed no problem for him at all. He easily dodged the obstacles and moved much faster than an adult.

What is the essence of the Tang Clan? Hidden weapons, poisons, and light-body skills. The biggest difference between the inner and outer sects of the Tang Clan lies in the methods of using hidden weapons. The outer sect mainly uses mechanisms, while the inner sect emphasizes actual hand techniques. Poisons are generally used only by the outer sect; the inner sect's direct disciples rarely use poison in their hidden weapons because they simply don't need to.

(End of this chapter)