Chapter 1: Shocking, This Transmigrator Actually Doesn't Have a System
God Realm.
A blue-haired man holding a golden trident frowned and muttered to himself, "What's going on? Why has an unknown change occurred with the Son of Destiny? Could my observations be wrong? No, impossible, how could I be wrong? I am a God-King."
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"Four hundred ninety-eight."
"Four hundred ninety-nine."
"Five hundred."
As the sun gradually set in the west, in a secluded courtyard within the White Tiger Duke's Mansion, a boy lowered the long saber in his hands.
Swinging the saber five hundred times daily was a habit he had maintained since his previous life, one he had scarcely relaxed even after crossing over to this Douluo Continent.
This was not just his habit, but also a method of tempering his body.
Returning to his room, he sat cross-legged on the bed, calculating the time in his mind.
"Counting the days, it should be time for the Martial Soul Awakening in a few days. Damn it, why isn't there a precise timeline described in the books? There are roughly five years until the Tianmeng Ice Silkworm and Electrolux appear, with an error margin of at least a month. Time is tight, must hurry up and cultivate."
Unlike other transmigrators who came with system panels, easily obtaining top-tier cheats through sign-ins and check-ins, he could be described as utterly destitute.
Helpless, he could only focus on the opportunities present in the original story, relying on his own abilities to plan a "good future" for himself.
Self-reliance leads to abundance!
He trained so hard precisely to attempt to acquire the two biggest cheats of the current era five years later:
Electrolux and the Tianmeng Ice Silkworm.
Whether it would work or not, he had to try his best, right?
The boy's name was Qian Zhaoguang. In his previous life, he was Chinese from Blue Star (Earth), grew up alone, and practiced martial arts since childhood.
Six years ago, while engaging in his usual ranting about a certain 'San' (Tang San), he inexplicably traversed to the Douluo Continent and was adopted by the retired old butler of the White Tiger Duke's Mansion.
As an infant, Qian Zhaoguang spent over a year learning the language of the Douluo Continent and figuring out his current location and era.
It was now ten thousand years after Tang San's ascension to godhood, the era of the Unrivaled Tang Sect, within the White Tiger Duke's Mansion.
Having thoroughly read the four main installments of the 'Tang Family Continent' series, he deeply understood the importance of physical fitness before the Martial Soul Awakening.
To obtain a higher innate soul power level during the awakening, he consciously began training his body after turning three.
During a chance encounter, he habitually circulated an unnamed cultivation technique manual that was supposedly passed down in his family.
Previously, on Blue Star, he had tried tens of thousands of times without a single success.
That ethereal sense of 'qi' seemed like nothing more than a myth.
However, this attempt shockingly revealed that the qi sense, which had eluded him for nearly twenty years in his past life, was actually real!
It manifested almost instantly.
So, the cultivation method wasn't the problem; Blue Star was the problem.
Inside the room, as his breathing gradually calmed, Qian Zhaoguang immersed his consciousness within his body, urging the newly born wisp of energy in his dantian to continuously temper his physique.
The beginning of this technique manual referred to this stage as the Three Refinements Period, which included three different cultivation methods:
Body Refining Method — Golden Body Art.
Qi Refining Method — Qi Refining Art.
Spirit Refining Method — Spirit Refining Art.
These needed to be practiced sequentially: first Body Refining, then Qi Refining, and finally Spirit Refining. They could not be performed simultaneously.
Therefore, Qian Zhaoguang didn't need to wait until after awakening his Martial Soul to begin meditation like others; he could absorb the free-roaming origin energy of heaven and earth for his own use even before awakening.
After turning three, he had persistently cultivated the so-called Golden Body Art every day.
Although he was currently just an unawakened six-year-old child, his physical condition had already far surpassed that of most young adult men, putting him ahead of other children who had yet to awaken their Martial Souls.
Knock, knock, knock.
"Xiao Guang, time for dinner."
"Coming."
Hearing the old butler's call, Qian Zhaoguang opened his eyes and walked towards the door.
Unlike other servants who had to collect their meals from the Duke's Mansion canteen, the old butler, though retired for many years, still retained some minor privileges and could cook his own meals in his small courtyard.
At the dinner table, the old butler nudged a plate towards him, speaking with a smile.
"Xiao Guang, you're at a crucial age for growth, and you often train by yourself. Eat more to gain strength. Grandpa specially bought this soul beast meat, hoping it can help you awaken a bit more innate soul power."
"Mm-hmm, thank you, Grandpa."
Qian Zhaoguang responded heartily.
The old butler treated him extremely well. Having had no relatives in his previous life, Qian Zhaoguang regarded the old butler as his own grandfather in this life, treating him with respect.
"Tomorrow morning, don't take the little girl out for training first. Don't be late for the Martial Soul Awakening."
The old butler lovingly patted his head, his eyes filled with kindness.
"I just don't know what kind of Martial Soul you'll awaken, or how much innate soul power you'll have. It would be terrible if you don't have any innate soul power. These times are unstable; for ordinary people... cough cough cough..."
Halfway through his words, the old butler suddenly began coughing violently.
Qian Zhaoguang quickly put down his bowl, ran behind the old butler, and patted his back.
The old butler had suffered a severe lung injury in his youth, which had left him with a chronic condition ever since.
Qian Zhaoguang replied seriously, "Perhaps it will be a saber, after all, I've always had a strange fondness for sabers. Look how strong my body is, like an ox; I'll definitely have innate soul power."
"Mm, perhaps you're right," the old butler stopped coughing and placed two more pieces of meat into his bowl.
"Alright, eat up quickly. After you finish, send some food over to the mother and daughter pair. Life isn't easy for anyone trying to get by in this Duke's Mansion. For someone of her status, without soul power for protection, life is even harder. Dai Hao... sigh... that brat hasn't been back in years."
Qian Zhaoguang didn't respond to that topic, merely replying obediently, "Okay, Grandpa, you eat more too."
"Yes, yes, good, good."
While eating, Qian Zhaoguang didn't hold much anticipation for the upcoming Martial Soul Awakening.
He possessed a cultivation method not of this world; even without the help of a powerful Martial Soul, he could carve out his own path.
Since he was capable of cultivation, he didn't need to worry about being unable to awaken soul power and ending up as an ordinary person.
It was just his innate soul power...
He was afraid he might disappoint the old man.
Ever since he began cultivating the Golden Body Art at age three, Qian Zhaoguang had noticed a small cluster of energy residing within his dantian.
With the help of this energy, he quickly mastered the basics of the Golden Body Art.
Normally, this cluster of soul power would automatically replenish itself just a tiny bit each day.
Based on this, Qian Zhaoguang had a slight guess.
This energy cluster was very likely the innate soul power that every Soul Master on the Douluo Continent possessed.
However, he didn't need this thing, nor did he require innate soul power to predetermine his talent. Using it as fuel for tempering his body was just right.
Looks like I'll have to conserve some during body tempering these next two days, he thought. Otherwise, it would be embarrassing if no soul power level could be detected during the Martial Soul Awakening, and it would be difficult to explain to others later when I start cultivating the Qi Refining Art.
After finishing dinner and helping the old butler wash the dishes, Qian Zhaoguang took out two portions of food from the steamer basket, packed them into a lunchbox, and quickly walked towards the woodshed located at the rear of the Duke's Mansion.
Halfway there, two vicious servants blocked his path.
The tall, fat servant on the left shouted sternly, "Kid, are you going to deliver food to those bitches again? Are you defying the Madam's will? I think you're looking to die!"
Author's Note: For the sake of plot continuity, some settings have been changed, such as the timing of when Huo changed his surname.
(End of Chapter)