This book is set a century before the events of Douluo Continent I. It's not simply fan fiction; the characters and plot are all newly created, so strictly speaking, it's not fan fiction.
The writing style combines Douluo Continent's martial spirit system with fantasy elements, written in the style of fantasy novels.
Warning! Warning!
This is a family portrait novel about Douluo Continent, a slow-paced family story that deeply explores the complexities of a family. Don't expect a fast-paced, individual-slaying story; it will be unpleasant.
Therefore, it will strongly challenge your preconceived notions of Douluo Continent fan fiction and trigger a mental storm.
Don't blame me for warning you beforehand, be careful! Be careful! Be careful!
Let's begin: Volume One "Kill the Wolf"! The annihilation of the Chen family!
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A hazy space,
a 36-grid wheel of fate,
a six-year-old boy...
'Congratulations, host, you've drawn -- Companion' '
Companion, one of the 36 characters, belonging to the four essential elements of cultivation: Dharma, Companion, Wealth, and Land'
(PS: The cheat code is in Chapter 31; here's a spoiler)
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Time rewinds to half a month ago. On
June 13th, 2531 of the Douluo Calendar,
in Chenlin Village, Wushan County, Lincheng, Godin Town, Fasno Province,
a five- or six-year-old child sat on a large rock on a gentle slope by the lake.
His skin was a healthy wheat color, his short black hair looked neat, and he wore a well-fitting blue tight-fitting outfit, appearing very clean.
At this moment, he quietly watched the sunset in the distance, spreading across Shaolin Lake before him.
The lotus flowers swayed in the wind not far away, and he was completely immersed in the scene, slowly pondering.
"I'll awaken my martial soul in a week. Dad should be back in a few days.
I wonder if I'll awaken the Seven Kill Sword, a top-tier weapon martial soul." He continued,
"Since I was three years old, my grandfather and father have been giving me medicinal baths, starting once a month, gradually increasing to once every two weeks, then once a week, and becoming more and more frequent. I also eat medicinal meals every few days."
Every day I have to exercise, practice basic swordsmanship, footwork, and fist techniques, learn languages and writing, poetry, calligraphy, arithmetic, continental geography, history… thankfully, there are no foreign languages.
Children in this world develop faster, both intellectually and physically, perhaps related to the difference in spiritual energy between the two worlds.
My grandfather and father refused to teach me to meditate on soul power, saying that before I turned six and awakened, I was forbidden from cultivating soul power, or rather, any skill related to soul power was forbidden.
It seems there's a reason I don't know.
I'm the kind of person who listens to advice and eats my fill. I
was originally hoping to witness the prowess of the protagonist's group, but…
my older brother, Chen Jianjun, died at 108, while Chen Xin was 72, making him 36 years older than Chen Xin;
when Chen Xin's sword shattered, he was 101, while Tang San was 25, a difference of 76 years. That means my older brother was 112 years older than Tang San.
And this year, my older brother will be 12 years old, which means it's been exactly 100 years since Tang San was born.
Oh dear, I'm so dense! This year is 2531, and Tang San was born in 2631. Just check the calendar.
Quite speechless, I don't even know if I'll live to see Tang San.
Oh well, whatever. Even though it's not relevant to the main plot, it's still worth seeing a legendary Soul Master from a hundred years ago.
Hehe, Qian Daoliu, now a 25-year-old Holy Son of the Spirit Hall, led the Spirit Hall to victory in the Advanced Elite Soul Master Competition three years ago with his Soul Emperor cultivation, and is now famous throughout the world.
Aside from the overpowered protagonist's group, he's already incredibly strong.
It's a pity Tang Chen hasn't risen to prominence yet, so we haven't heard any stories about him.
As for Poseidon, the Sea God Douluo, hehe, that's too far in the future, and he might not even be born yet.
But in the future, my father Chen Xun will be level 98, and my brother Chen Jianjun will be level 98. One challenged Tang Chen and disappeared, the other challenged Qian Daoliu and died.
Living with them will be incredibly stressful. Chen
Xiaojun, originally named Chen Jianxin by his father, was changed to Xiaojun a year ago when he was five years old.
Of course, seeing everyone else possessing a martial soul, and his father named Chen Xun, his older brother Chen Jianjun, and their Seven Kill Sword martial souls, it would be strange if he didn't realize he'd transmigrated to the Douluo Continent.
The Chen family should actually be the Chen family, a family of sword masters, inheriting the Seven Kill Sword martial soul, known as the number one offensive martial soul on the continent.
Although he didn't know why his family concealed their identity and publicly claimed to be surnamed Chen.
Chen Xin was a character he liked; he guessed his name would be Chen Jianxin, and the name Chen Xin would most likely never appear.
Most importantly, it was best if the word "cheap" didn't appear in his name, lest he be called "cheap person" like Gu Rong called Chen Xin.
"Young Master, the mistress wants you to go back for dinner."
A chubby boy ran over from a distance; he was the son of their family's butler.
His name was Zhu Wuneng. Well, when he first heard that name, he was quite shocked.
But to be honest, the chubby little guy was rather cute.
The Zhu family had been with their direct line for over a hundred years, each generation growing up alongside their family, their inherited high-level martial soul being the Stone Armored Porcupine.
This martial soul boasted formidable defense, decent attack, and exceptional endurance, making it a reliable partner for generations of Chen family descendants.
The chubby little guy was the third child in the family, with an older brother, Zhu Wukui, and a second older sister, Zhu Wuxin. Zhu Wukui trained and played with Chen Xiaojun's older brother, Chen Jianjun, so this chubby guy would likely be his future partner.
"Relax, relax, let's go back soon. By the way, Wuneng, you'll be awakening your martial soul soon, right?"
Chen Xiaojun patted his bottom and got up to walk home.
"Yeah, two more months. After awakening, I'll still be with Young Master." Zhu Wuneng grinned.
"Your father's martial soul is the Stone-Armored Porcupine, and your mother's is the Nine-Toothed Rake.
Maybe when you awaken your martial soul mutation, you'll become a porcupine wielding a rake, mighty and powerful, sweeping across the battlefield.
From now on, I'll be counting on you." Chen Xiaojun teased the little fat boy.
"Hehe, that's great, thanks for your kind words, young master." The chubby boy chuckled.
"I've already thought of something for you, the mutated martial soul will be called Marshal Tianpeng, the marshal of a pig-type martial soul!"
"..." The chubby boy didn't quite catch his breath and asked, "Then, young master, what does Tianpeng mean?"
"The name Tianpeng implies broad-mindedness, being a chosen one, having a magnanimous heart, being positive, having an outgoing personality, and being young and promising."
"I can't accept that, this one suits you better, young master." The chubby boy wasn't stupid and immediately offered his own.
"Boring, never mind, on another note, if you're going to follow me, you'll need to work on your physique.
Although a beautiful face is a dime a dozen, an interesting belly bounces around, and your belly feels quite elastic; but you exercise like me every day, why hasn't your belly shrunk?"
"Young master, I don't want to either, but my father and my brother are the same way, there's nothing I can do, it's just how I am, I can't lose weight."
Chenlin Village is a village that covers a considerable area, but there are fewer than fifty households in the village.
Chen Xiaojun's house was located in the northwest part of the village, only a few miles away. It had a rather large courtyard with several sections; after all, it was a village with few people and a lot of land.
After passing through the main gate, the chubby boy went to the side gate to go home.
They lived in a large courtyard, each courtyard connected to an alley, but Chen Xiaojun's main courtyard was further inside, while the chubby boy's house was not far from the entrance to the alley.
Walking further in, you could see the main courtyard, which was very large, with more than a dozen rooms arranged in a staggered pattern.
Just inside the main courtyard gate, you saw a beautiful woman with a delicate and gentle face, wearing a light yellow silk dress, tall and slender, her hair styled in a spiral with a plain begonia hairpin. It was his mother, Ye Xiuxin.
She was carrying two plates of food out of the side kitchen when she saw him and complained, "You silly child, if you're going out to play, don't go too far. Playing in the village is fine, but you've disappeared somewhere. Only Xiao Sanzi could find you."
She called the chubby boy Xiao Sanzi because he was the third child in his family.
"Hey, hey, hey," Chen Xiaojun replied perfunctorily.
"Wash your face and hands, go to the inner room, your grandfather and brother are waiting," Ye Xiuxin said gently.
"Okay, Mom." He quickly ran to the washbasin in the yard.
"Who are you calling old?
You little brat, you're asking for it."