Shrek Academy, Inner Court.
Beneath the radiant glow of the Golden Tree, the hazy eyes of a foolish child gradually cleared, regaining their clarity.On his soft, round little face, a surprisingly manly smile suddenly appeared.
"Yi-ya… ya-ya!" (Kids, I'm alive!)
The child happily declared his rebirth—though unfortunately, with his undeveloped vocal cords, he couldn't form proper words at all.
That's right—this guy wasn't a native of this world.He was a newly reborn outsider, fresh from winning a so-called "revival match," now reincarnated as a baby in the Douluo Continent.
Not long ago (from his perspective), after just getting his driver's license, he had been happily test-driving on the road—only to get slammed head-on by a reckless driver and die on the spot.
Then, after death, he was inexplicably dragged into some kind of arena.They told him he had to fight a "revival match."
Soon after, an outrageously dressed guy appeared before him—holding a golden trident, looking all righteous and noble, like some divine figure.
He had expected a brutal fight…
But to his surprise, with just a casual reach, the shining trident shattered into pieces.With another slap, that "holy and flawless" figure turned into a blur of pixels on the ground.
"…Am I really that strong?"
Only after hearing the system announce his victory did he realize—he had actually won the revival match.
"What was that guy made of? Paper? Hydrogen or something?"
While celebrating his win, he began selecting his reward.
Rebirth, of course, meant reincarnating into the opponent's world—and that world was very familiar to him: Douluo Continent.That trident-wielding guy had looked suspiciously familiar… and sure enough, it was Tang San, the so-called God King.
Though… this version of Tang San seemed a bit underwhelming.
As for the reward, he could choose any one ability from the defeated opponent as his starting trait.At first, he considered picking the Mysterious Heaven Record—which would've been a powerful cheat if it were complete.
But after seeing there were more options, he gave up on it.
After some thought, he made his choice—
The Dark Devilgod Tiger!
"The strongest martial souls in Douluo are divine-level ones. The Dark Devilgod Tiger can definitely rival the Six-Winged Angel!I'll use it to prove what a true god-tier martial soul is—and show Qian Renxue the real deal!"
Dark Devilgod Tiger!
"Rebirth—activate!"
[Transmigrating to Douluo Continent: The Unrivaled Tang Sect…]
"Wait… The Unrivaled Tang Sect?!"
His vision went black.And just like that, his journey into another world began.
"I'm Ye Qing—a transmigrator stuck in a baby's body… and apparently a crash victim."
Ye Qing stared at the Sea God Lake before him, his expression complicated.
For his reward, he had chosen the Dark Devilgod Tiger.He originally thought he'd be reborn in the earlier era and dominate everything with a god-tier martial soul…
But instead—he ended up in the wrong timeline.
And worse—
He picked the wrong ability.
"…I'm screwed. Won't I get labeled a邪魂师 (evil soul master) and hung up as an example the moment I awaken?"
His current identity was also quite something—the great-grandson of an elder from the Sea God Pavilion who had never appeared in the original story.
But for some reason, the original owner of this body had been abnormal since birth.While normal children in Douluo could already run around catching insects at age two, this unlucky kid couldn't even speak properly.
The elder grew anxious—if this continued, the Ye family line would end here.
After seeking help across Shrek Academy, the Pavilion Master Mu En personally examined the child and confirmed:
Congenital soul deficiency.
According to Mu En, such a condition couldn't be cured externally—only time and luck might allow recovery.
But when Ye Qing transmigrated into this body after winning the revival match, his soul essentially merged with the incomplete one—repairing it, completing the body, and making him a true native of this world without possessing someone else.
"…Guess I'll just take it one step at a time. Worst case, I crash right at the start."
Ye Qing rolled helplessly on the ground, his scalp tingling. If he had strength in his limbs, he might've already elbowed himself out of frustration.
Of all things to choose… he picked a hell-mode start.
At that moment, an old man silently appeared behind him, staring in shock at how smoothly Ye Qing was crawling.
Before, with his incomplete soul, even crawling had been shaky—"wriggling on the ground" would've been a more accurate description.
This old man was none other than Ye Qing's great-grandfather—
Ye Feng, a titled Douluo of the Sea God Pavilion.Martial Soul: Shadow Tiger.Level 94 agility-type.Soul rings: two yellow, two purple, five black.
"Heavens… Lord Sea God has blessed us!"
Ye Feng was nearly in tears.
His son had passed away, his grandson had died fighting evil soul masters—and Ye Qing was the last remaining bloodline of the Ye family.
When he learned of Ye Qing's soul defect, it felt like the sky had collapsed.
Out of respect for Ye Feng's contributions, Mu En had allowed the child to stay near the Golden Tree, hoping its aura might help heal him.
What began as a desperate attempt—
turned into a miracle.
Ye Feng had only stepped away briefly… and upon returning, Ye Qing had recovered.
If this wasn't divine intervention, what else could it be?
Two and a half years later.
By the shores of Sea God Lake, a delicate, porcelain-like Ye Qing sat on a rock, holding a fishing rod.
Beside him, an elderly man with deeply wrinkled skin sat in a wheelchair, also fishing.
"Hey, old man, don't you have anything better to do than fish with me every day?"
Ye Qing flicked his rod—a plump fish landed on the shore with a smack.
"Heh… I'm old now. I just enjoy peaceful hobbies like this."
The old man chuckled, casually casting his rod.
Without any extra movement, his fish landed perfectly in the bucket.With another flick, the hook baited itself and returned to the lake.
"…What the hell, that's cheating!"
Ye Qing grimaced, tossing his own catch into the bucket before running off to wash his hands.
Who uses soul power to fish?!And you call yourself an Ultimate Douluo?!
Mu En's effortless, flowing movements—without even shifting in his wheelchair—were basically hacks.
This Pavilion Master had once seen Ye Qing fishing on a whim…joined him for a day…and got completely hooked.
Now, as long as Ye Qing showed up by the lake with a rod, Mu En would definitely be there too.
The old man didn't even bother with the freshmen dorms anymore—these days, it was just fishing and tea.
A retired executive's dream life.