Chapter 1: The Seven-Life Martial Soul, Nian Yun
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Boom!
In the empty imperial palace, a surge of soul power burst forth, shooting straight into the sky.
In that instant,
Gale winds, heavy rocks, violent thunder, divine roots, great waves, blazing fire, and frost—
Seven elements from all corners of the continent began to surge wildly.
Whoosh, whoosh.
Nian Yun awoke from seclusion.
System: “Congratulations, Host. Your soul power has successfully broken through to level ninety-nine, the rank of Peerless Douluo. You are about to become a god.”
To become a god—this was the ultimate dream, a wild fantasy for anyone. Yet for Nian Yun, it was as effortless as drinking water.
Ten years ago, Nian Yun was still burning the midnight oil, grinding game maps on Blue Star. Time was short, the workload heavy. To earn a little more, he forced himself to stay up two whole days. Just as he finished the task and before he could hit the confirmation to collect his payment, his body collapsed.
When he opened his eyes again, Nian Yun had transmigrated to the Douluo Continent and awakened a system called “Heartless Godmaking.”
With the system's aid, in just five years, Nian Yun rose to become a titled Douluo—his title: Seven Gods.
Another five years passed.
He leveled the Heaven Dou Empire, destroyed the Star Luo Empire, and established the Seven Divine Kingdom.
“System, I don’t want to become a god anymore.”
System: “What? Becoming a god is the dream of countless souls, and you say you don’t want it?”
“To become a god—ha. Even if I gain immortality, what’s the point if there’s no one by my side to remember me?”
Single for over twenty years on Blue Star, he thought that with a system after transmigration, he could finally live his dream.
Who could have known—
He had arrived in this world a full century before the legendary goddesses like Qian Renxue, Hu Liena, and Zhu Zhuqing were even born.
Even worse, the system he received was “heartless.” To push its host to godhood, it cut off every attachment, leaving only the path to divinity.
“Sorry, System. A body without emotion is nothing but a walking corpse. Death is far more comfortable.”
System: !!!
System: “Host’s suicidal intent detected. Host has deviated from the system’s guidance. Godmaking failed. Preparing to reset system...”
“??”
Bewildered, Nian Yun glanced at the system.
A huge number appeared on the screen: 3
“?”
System: 2
“Wait, wait—!”
System: 1
Sensing danger, Nian Yun quickly stretched out his right hand.
System: 0
Bang!
A dazzling beam of light shot out from the system, enveloping Nian Yun.
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Barak Kingdom, Soto City
Splutter—
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As if waking from a nightmare, Nian Yun sat bolt upright, staring at the unfamiliar surroundings in utter confusion.
“This isn’t Blue Star! System, what the hell have you done to me now?”
The next second—
Fragmented memories rushed wildly into his mind.
“Aaah—!” Nian Yun clutched his head in agony, curling into himself.
Ding.
“Binding to host...”
Nian Yun cursed, “What, you want me to start this all over again?”
His gaze darted around, quickly locking onto the small knife on the table.
“Heartfelt Godmaking System successfully bound to host.”
Just as he gripped the knife, ready to slash his throat, his hand froze.
“Heartfelt? Not Heartless?”
System: “The system is generated according to the host’s rebirth wishes.”
Clang.
Putting the knife down, Nian Yun asked coolly,
“So what’s my task?”
System:
“Name: Nian Yun”
“Age: Sixteen”
“Soul Power: Level 26”
“Martial Spirit: Wind Spirit, Spirit Rings Unlocked: Yellow, Yellow”
“Second Martial Spirit: Dreamheart, Spirit Rings Unlocked: Yellow, Yellow”
“Task: Befriend a goddess. Reward: Three levels of soul power.”
“Next martial spirit phase unlocks at level 31: Bell Rock.”
“Truly, the system knows me best... Wait, is the Spirit Hall around at this point in time?”
System: “Yes, Host. And the Golden Generation is enrolling in the Advanced Soul Master Academy this very year. Today is your own enrollment day as well.”
“The Golden Generation is about five or six years older than the Shrek kids. By this timeline, those guys are still in elementary school. Looks like the path’s been paved for me.”
“So, what’s my current strength compared to others?”
System: “You are among the upper ranks of your generation.”
Knock, knock—knock.
A voice sounded at the door: “Xiao Yun, get up and eat breakfast. Your father’s not home, so head out early today.”
Nian Yun grew alert, then closed his eyes.
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System: “Host, your soul power is insufficient. That’s your mother in this world.”
“Do you really need to remind me? Of course I know I should get up and open the door.” A trace of resignation flashed across Nian Yun’s face. “One blink and a Peerless Douluo is now just a little Soul Grandmaster. Truly strange.”
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Click—
He placed his left hand on the doorknob, turning it. At that moment, unfamiliar memories surged into his mind.
Bang.
Looking at the woman tidying the table before him, two lines of tears slid unknowingly down his cheeks. His lips trembled, “Mom?”
“All right, go wash up and get ready for breakfast.”
A childish, joyful smile blossomed on his young face, watching that familiar yet strange figure walk out the door.
After a brief pause to collect himself, Nian Yun went to the washroom to freshen up.
Leaving the bathroom, he trembled as he made his way to the dining table.
“Is there something on my face?” his mother asked.
Nian Yun shook his head.
“You said before you wanted to attend Shrek Academy. Your dad was against it, but in the end, he respected your choice. He’s already left your tuition for you—I’ll give it to you in a bit.”
“Shrek?” Nian Yun murmured to himself. “If I go now, there’s neither Qin Ming ahead nor Tang San and Xiao Wu behind. Better to wait a couple of years. For now, I’ll go to the Spirit Academy. I’ll tell my parents after I enroll.”
“Mom, how’s Dad’s health lately?”
“Silly boy, your father’s always been in good health.”
“Yes. Dad’s always been well.”
After breakfast,
His mother brought over a money pouch. “Here, this is your tuition and living expenses.”
“Thank you, Mom. Once I get to school, I’ll write you and Dad often. You both take care of yourselves, too.”
“Xiao Yun, what’s gotten into you today? It’s not your first time living at school. Don’t worry, as long as you’re doing well at the academy, we’ll be at ease.”
“Mm.”
Looking at that sweet smile, Nian Yun felt a momentary daze, his eyes growing moist again.
Whether on Blue Star or in his previous Douluo Continent life, he owed them... so much.
Leaving the house, Nian Yun looked back every few steps. Each turn brought another glimpse of that taut, smiling face.
He only stopped at the corner, leaning against the wall.
Back on Blue Star, he never understood what it meant to leave home. Only after transmigrating did he think of that account that used to check up on him, which he rarely replied to.
In his last life, thanks to the system, he hadn’t even felt the warmth of family.
Hoo—
He let out a long breath, sneaking a glance back. Only after a long, silent gaze did that figure finally turn away.
“System, have my soul skills changed?”
System: “No.”
“Good. Spirit Hall, here I come.”
He extended his left hand, a swirl of wind gathering and dispersing.
Martial Spirit “Wind Spirit” innate skill: Wings of Wind.
A pair of black wings unfurled behind him. Harnessing the wind, he soared upward.
Whoosh—
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