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Douluo: Soul-Breaking spear

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Capítulo 1: Chapter 1: The Clan of Po - The Breakthrough

Chapter 1: The Clan of Po - The Breakthrough

My name is Yang Potian, just an average working man.

How average? Well, I'm nearly 35, over a decade since I graduated from vocational college, and I've achieved... absolutely nothing. When I first stepped into society, I was full of hope, but now I'm drowning in debt. I've worked in factories, done sales, managed teams, and tried e-commerce. Over time, I've grown numb to it all.

Since I was a kid, my biggest passion has been martial arts. I've always dreamed of living the life of a martial arts hero. To pursue this dream, I learned martial arts, practiced Sanda (Chinese kickboxing), and even trained with weapons. Unlike most people who are drawn to swords and blades, I've always preferred firearms. To me, swords seem too small, not "manly" enough, while guns feel much more powerful. I've always dreamed of the days in ancient times when men would roam the world with a silver spear, riding on a white horse.

Nowadays, I spend my days at work and my nights alone in my rented apartment, watching TV, anime, or the occasional movie. Recently, I got really into Douluo Dalu, an anime filled with passion and energy. But as someone who's been through a bit, on my second viewing, I started noticing holes in the plot. I went back to read the original novel and then dove into countless fanfics, only to realize just how many plot gaps there were in the original story. It was almost enough to make my worldview collapse a little.

One day, out of sheer boredom, I was watching something in my rented room. Just when I was really getting into it, the power suddenly went out.

"What's going on?" I muttered in frustration. "Why does this place keep having blackouts? Did the circuit breaker trip again?"

I opened the window to check, and the other apartments still had power. So, I grabbed a wobbly old stool, stood on it to get a better look, and sure enough, the breaker had tripped. I reached up to flip it back on, but just as I did, a surge of electricity coursed through me. I was shocked so badly that I fell right off the stool and blacked out.

It felt like I was sinking into an endless darkness, unable to breathe. Was I... in an emergency room?

Suddenly, a burst of light pierced through my vision, followed by a cacophony of voices. "It's born! It's finally born!"

The next thing I knew, someone was holding me, and my whole world spun. I squinted, looking up, and realized I was in the arms of an elderly man. He had a rugged face with a prominent scar across it. His expression seemed oddly familiar. Isn't this Yang Wudi from Douluo Dalu?

I looked at myself and saw that I was cradled in his arms. I tried moving my hands and feet, but I was weak and small, like an infant.

Wait—these are baby's hands. What's going on? All I did was get a shock! How did I end up in the world of Douluo Dalu?

I tried to speak, but only managed a soft whimper, like a baby's cry. Then, everything went dark again as I drifted back to sleep.

Days passed in a cycle of sleeping and waking. I gradually came to understand that I'd somehow transmigrated into the world of Douluo Dalu, and I was now the grandson of Yang Wudi, from the Po Clan. My name? Yang Potian. My father's name is Yang Zhentian, and my mother's name is Niu Jinfeng. She's apparently from the Yu Clan, and she's tall, broad-shouldered, and just as strong as my dad. I even heard she's the daughter of Niu Gao, the clan leader of the Yu Clan.

I only gathered bits and pieces from overhearing conversations. After all, as a newborn, I couldn't exactly ask questions. For now, my main job was just to eat, sleep, and grow.

Luckily, my mom's strong frame meant she was more than capable of keeping me well-fed, so my days passed in blissful, uninterrupted sleep. Not that I could really change anything yet; I was still just a baby, unable to speak, and even my cries were weak and feeble.

At this time, the Haotian Sect was the most powerful clan in the world, with the Po Clan as its leading branch. Yang Wudi, my grandfather, was the Haotian Sect's elder of the outer sect, a high-ranking position indeed.

As the only grandson in the family, we had a constant flow of visitors. I saw many different faces, including clan leaders Bai He of the Min Clan, Titan of the Li Clan, and Niu Gao, my maternal grandfather, from the Yu Clan. I even saw some of the main members of the Haotian Sect, like Tang Xiao, Tang Hao, and Tang Hao's wife, Ah Yin. Just like in the anime, both Tang Hao and Tang Xiao were tall, powerfully built men radiating strength. Tang Hao looked nothing like the worn-down version of himself from Saint Soul Village; here, he was ruggedly handsome, no wonder he won over someone as beautiful as Ah Yin. Ah Yin was gentle and stunning, and even held me in her arms.

Too bad I was still a baby, unable to feel much of anything. My only impression of her was that she felt soft, full of life.

At least at this point, Ah Yin wasn't pregnant. For now, things were calm and safe. As for the future... well, I was just a baby. Nothing I could do about it.

My days continued in a blur of eating and sleeping. After six months, I started making sounds, managing to say simple words like "Papa," "Mama," and "Grandpa." The whole family was ecstatic, especially my grandfather Yang Wudi, who would spin me around in circles until I got dizzy. But he loved it.

I also started trying to walk, but I could only take a few wobbly steps, which reassured my mom that I'd be safe under her watchful eye.

Since I could now call out to people, I was weaned off milk. My mom, Niu Jinfeng, wasn't thrilled about it; she believed babies grow faster with more milk. But honestly, as a soul already over 35 years old, it felt strange to keep drinking breast milk.

My dad seemed happy, too, bringing home plenty of soul beast meat, making nourishing meat soups every day. I wasn't sure if he was happy for me or if he had other reasons, but these soups were incredibly rich in energy. After eating, I always felt revitalized, full of vigor. No wonder the foundations of children from noble families are so much stronger than average. Just the soul beast meat alone had much more energy than regular food, not to mention the training systems these families have in place.

After another six months, I was speaking more clearly and could walk on my own, with a smooth, steady gait. My mom, ever the protective one, hovered close behind like a mother hen.

(End of Chapter)


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Capítulo 2: Chapter 2: The Timeline

Chapter 2: The Timeline

Since I started speaking, I've been peppering my parents with questions, particularly curious about their martial souls.

My dad, Yang Zhentian, has the "Soul-Breaking Spear" martial soul and is at level 71 in soul power. My mom, Niu Jinfeng, has the "Armored Giant Rhinoceros" martial soul with a soul power of level 63. Then there's my grandfather, Yang Wudi, who also has the Soul-Breaking Spear and soul power at level 77.

Wait… Grandpa Yang Wudi's soul power is only at level 77? How's that possible? In the original story, I remember his soul power was at level 82—but that was decades later! Does this mean he barely made any progress in all those years? The thought gave me a headache. With such powerful enemies around, it seems no one here is taking things as seriously as they should.

And like my dad, Grandpa is obsessed with alchemy. To them, refining medicine is more important than cultivation itself. Besides, as the Haotian Sect's elder of the outer sect, few people dared to challenge him anyway.

By the time I turned two, I'd started piecing together the current timeline.

One day, while chatting with my parents—well, more like me bombarding them with childish questions—I asked, "Dad, Mom, is the Haotian Sect really that powerful?"

My parents beamed with pride. "Of course! The Haotian Sect is known as the greatest sect under heaven," they said.

"But if we're the greatest sect, then we must have a lot of powerful people, right?" I asked my dad with an innocent expression.

"Certainly! The previous sect master was a Level 99 Ultimate Douluo, unmatched in the world."

"But, Dad, didn't the former sect master disappear years ago?"

"Ah, Potian, you're too young to understand. They say he went into seclusion to train, which is why he handed over the position to the current sect master."

"So, how powerful is the current sect master?" I asked.

"Our current sect master, Tang Zhen, is formidable. He's a Level 95 Titled Douluo."

"Titled Douluo? What's that? Is it very powerful?" I asked, feigning wide-eyed curiosity.

"Of course! Every Titled Douluo is incredibly strong, a force to be reckoned with, nearly unbeatable."

"If Douluo are that powerful, do we have many Titled Douluo in the Haotian Sect?"

My dad, Yang Zhentian, chuckled. "Son, Titled Douluo are rare and mighty. Altogether, our Haotian Sect only has four Titled Douluo. Aside from the past and current sect masters, only the first and second elders are Titled Douluo."

So, Haotian Sect has four Titled Douluo. Subtracting the former sect master, Tang Chen, that means only three remain, and the strongest among them is at level 95. Not exactly impressive.

Then another question hit me. "Dad, I heard something about the 'Haotian Twin Stars.' What are the Haotian Twin Stars?"

"Son, where did you hear about that?" my dad asked, looking surprised.

"Oh, I just overheard someone mention it once and got curious."

My dad's face showed a hint of admiration. "The Haotian Twin Stars refer to your uncle Tang Xiao and your uncle Tang Hao. They even held you when you were just a baby."

"What are they like now, Dad? Why are they called the Haotian Twin Stars?"

"Well, both brothers are incredibly talented. They've become famous across the continent while still young. With their talent and strength, they'll soon both reach the level of Titled Douluo, and so people call them the Haotian Twin Stars."

Now, I was finally getting to the key question. "If they're so talented, how old are they now?"

"Your Uncle Tang Xiao is 56, and your Uncle Tang Hao is 41. They're both Soul Douluos now. Within ten years, the Haotian Sect should have two more Titled Douluo."

"Are they both in the Haotian Sect now?"

"Not exactly. Your uncle Tang Xiao returned to the sect a while back, but your uncle Tang Hao left to train with his wife shortly after you were born."

After chatting with my parents a little longer, I returned to my room. Even though I was only two, I could already sleep on my own. My small room was sectioned off from my parents' room, but my mom still came in every night to check on me.

Once back in my room, I began to think.

Based on the timeline, Tang Hao becomes a Titled Douluo at age 44, which means Tang San will be born in three years. Three years after that, the Pope of the Spirit Hall, Qian Xunji, will be severely injured by Tang Hao.

In just three to four years, a massive battle will break out between the Haotian Sect and the Spirit Hall. After the battle, the Haotian Sect will retreat from the world, severing ties with the Four Single-Attribute Clans, leaving them devastated and nearly wiped out.

Tang Xiao is probably close to breaking through to Titled Douluo in the next two years.

Thinking about this, I couldn't help but feel frustrated. My grandfather is already at level 77 and carries the burden of avenging our clan, yet by the time of the Jialing Pass battle nearly 28 years later, he'll only reach level 82.

Yes, surpassing one's limits in battle is exciting, but the pace of his soul power progress is disheartening. Could it be that my grandfather's talent only goes as far as level 82?

And as for my parents, they weren't even mentioned in the original story. Could they have died in the clan massacre?

No matter how I looked at it, my future seemed like a setup for disaster. The impending clan massacre felt like a sword hanging over my head. If I tried telling people what I knew about the future, they'd probably dissect me just to find out how I knew.

I sighed, marveling at the Tang family's innate talent. And then there's Tang San—the classic "chosen one" with twin martial souls and an unbeatable destiny. He has the perfect background: a father in the Haotian Sect, a teacher from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, a classmate who's the daughter of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan's leader, and an ally who's a prince of the Star Luo Empire. Even his teacher has romantic history with the Pope of the Spirit Hall. None of the major powers would dare harm him.

In the Haotian Sect, Tang Xiao reached level 97 in just 20 years, going from an ordinary Titled Douluo to a Super Douluo. That's astonishingly fast. Bone Douluo and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon's old dragon Yu Yuanzhen, who spent their lives only reaching level 95, were older than Tang Xiao by far. And that's not to mention Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo.

Tang Hao's path is even more unbelievable. After absorbing his wife's spirit ring, he wasted away for 15 years yet somehow shot up to level 95. Then, even after losing a hand and a foot, he quickly reached level 96 and recovered from his injuries. He's an anomaly among anomalies.

For now, my main priority is to figure out how to avoid the impending clan massacre. Even as the clan leader's only grandson, I'm just a little kid. My voice holds no weight in the clan.

If my martial soul doesn't awaken in three years, they'll ignore anything I say even more.

It looks like hiding might be my only option. I need to start planning where to go and figure out a strategy to dodge the massacre. There are plenty more battles on the horizon, and in two decades, the Spirit Hall will start its soul-hunting campaign. If I get caught up in that, I'll be doomed.

And as for the battle at Jialing Pass in the distant future... that won't have anything to do with me.

(End of Chapter)


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