Douluo Continent, Province of Fanos, Nuoding City.

The morning sunlight quietly seeped through the gaps in the curtains into the still-dim room. The figure on the bed turned over, completely unaware, as the even sound of breathing indicated he was still in a sweet dream.

"Young master? Are you awake? It's time to get up, or it will affect your plans for today."

A girl's voice sounded from outside the door. The figure on the bed moved, stretched out a hand from under the blanket to rub his eyes, and replied, still somewhat confused, "Come in, Sister Xiu'er."

As the door handle turned, the door was pushed open, and a girl, about ten years old, entered the room. She pulled open the curtains, walked to the bed, lifted the blanket, and helped the boy up, assisting him in changing his clothes.

It wasn't until his clothes were changed that the boy finally woke up from his drowsiness. By then, the girl had already brought a basin of water and wetted a towel to wash his face.

"Sister Xiu'er, what time is it now?"

The boy accepted her service and asked as he opened his eyes after the warm towel left his face.

"Young master, it's eight-thirty. After breakfast, it should be just the right time."

The girl, called Xiu'er, wrung out the towel, placed it aside, and answered softly.

"Okay, you can go out now. I'll brush my teeth and be there in five minutes."

The boy stood up and gave instructions. As the girl was about to leave with the basin, he seemed to remember something and turned around to say, "Sister Xiu'er, remember to change your hair ornament or wear a different hat. I don't like those people's gazes."

The girl paused briefly upon hearing his words, then turned back with a smile and replied, "Alright, young master."

After the girl closed the door and left, the boy slowly walked to the desk, opened a drawer, and took out a notebook.

He opened it and looked at the contents, muttering to himself as he walked towards the wash basin.

"Whenever it is cloudy or raining, there is a tingling sensation in both sides of my ribs that gradually intensifies, lasting for more than an hour, occurring at noon and midnight. Late at night, around three in the morning, there is a needle-like pain at the top of my head and the soles of my feet, accompanied by full-body spasms for at least half an hour."

After closing the notebook and putting it aside, the boy began to brush his teeth while silently reciting his secrets.

After rinsing his mouth and drying his hands, the boy picked up the notebook again. He confirmed that what he had recited matched the notes, then put the notebook back into the drawer and walked out, satisfied.

Indeed, he was a transmigrator. No, to be precise, he was a reborn individual who had been reincarnated into the Douluo Continent. It wasn't until he was three years old that his memories from his previous life awakened.

To be honest, he hadn't experienced being hit by a truck like others. He had felt a sharp pain in his heart while dreaming, and when he pieced his memories together again, he realized he had become a three-year-old child.

The contents written in his notebook and what he recited were his memories from his previous life, also known as the "Herb Code."

He could remember these things thanks to his experiences before transmigrating. On the night before he transmigrated, his good buddy, a novelist, had called him out for a drink. While venting their frustrations, they talked about his friend's next book.

His friend's next book was a Douluo fanfiction. As they chatted about the return on investment in fantasy worlds, they joked about Dugu Bo.

Casually, his friend recited some of the materials he was preparing in a rhyming manner and patted his shoulder, telling him to remember it well because it could be a great opportunity. He said that if he ever transmigrated to Douluo, this would be the key to becoming a god. At that time, he didn't take it seriously, but now it seemed that his friend had hit the nail on the head.

Thinking about this, Han Li couldn't help but twitch his mouth. He suspected that his friend did it on purpose and maybe he was some big shot who intentionally set this up for him. Otherwise, it would be too much of a coincidence.

But fortunately, he was alone to begin with. Transmigrating to a supernatural world was better than working himself to death. Hmm, good thing he didn't buy a house, minimizing his losses, though he did feel a bit sorry for the landlord. His room's rent might drop significantly in the future.

In the dining room, he sat down with Xiu'er, the young girl from earlier, to enjoy breakfast. His thoughts drifted elsewhere.

It was quite a coincidence that his name in both lives was the same—Han Li.

The only difference was that in his previous life, his name was given by the orphanage director, whereas in this life, it came from his parents' surnames.

His father was named Han Si, and his mother was named Li Feiyu. When he first learned his parents' names, he was stunned for a moment, forcibly holding back the urge to complain and showing no unusual expression.

In his previous life, he was often teased about his name, but he didn't expect it to be even more absurd in this life, bearing his parents' names. It felt like something was watching over him.

However, considering he was in the Douluo Continent, it didn't matter. This place couldn't possibly bear the weight of such karma.

Moreover, he didn't have to worry about his parents anymore. After his previous life's memories awakened, he discovered that his parents in this life had passed away not long ago. It was precisely because of this event that his memories awakened early. Due to excessive grief, this body had a high fever for half a month before recovering its senses.

His parents were deacons of the Spirit Hall, but unlike Su Yuntao, they were part of the Spirit Hall under the entire Fanos Province. Both were Soul Ancestors, one at level 42 and the other at level 43, serving as mobile enforcers and a main force in purging evil spirit masters.

The couple, along with their team, discovered two evil spirit masters slaughtering villagers for a sacrificial ritual during a patrol. In a critical situation, they had no time to report and couldn't afford to hesitate despite facing a Soul King. They chose to forcefully interrupt the ritual, deciding to fight head-on.

The result was mutual destruction. The highest-ranked and strongest, Han Li's mother managed to send the only surviving girl to the nearest Spirit Hall, leaving behind a final wish to return to her young child's home before passing away.

Thinking of this, Han Li turned to look at the girl eating beside him. Xiu'er was the survivor his mother had saved. Moreover, she should have awakened her spirit that year, but due to the incident, she mistakenly awakened a beast spirit, becoming similar to the cat girl Ning Fengzhi bought at the auction in the original work. However, her martial soul was a small raccoon. (Xiu'er is Raphtalia.)

With the tacit approval of the Spirit Hall, this half-wasted girl stubbornly chose to become his maid.

Noticing Han Li's gaze, Xiu'er first froze, then gave a sweet smile.

"Young master, have you finished eating? Shall we head out now?"

"Yes, let's go. As promised, we're going to check out NuodingAcademy's enrollment situation today." Han Li glanced at Xiu'er, who had already hidden her ears and walked out first.

"Young master, there's no need to rush. It's only a week until your awakening. Even if you miss the enrollment time, the academy won't refuse you."

The girl's voice gently came from behind.

"Yes, I'm not in a hurry, Sister Xiu'er. I just want to see the new students this year. Maybe I'll meet future classmates and see some interesting things."

As he spoke, a peculiar expression appeared on Han Li's face, like a weasel that had successfully stolen a chicken.

Walking out the door, he strode toward Nuding Academy. The academy was very close to his home, less than a ten-minute walk, both located in the western part of Nuoding City.

Specifically, the western part of Nuding City was an area where nobles and soul masters resided. The Spirit Hall was also on the edge of this area, and aside from a few shops, commoners rarely ventured here.

Along the way, Han Li continuously nodded and greeted the people he encountered. To him, the people here were not strangers, and he belonged to the upper echelon of Nuoding City.

Even though his martial soul had not yet awakened, his status in this small border town was quite respectable.

His parents had died while purging evil soul masters and were posthumously honored by the Heaven Dou Empire, their viscount title naturally passing to him, their only son. Moreover, the city lord of Nuoding City was a close friend of his parents. After all, they were considered the "geniuses" of Nuding City. The success of City Lord Xiao in becoming the city lord was partly due to the support of Han Li's parents, and they had a deep friendship, having ventured together in their youth.

On the side of the Spirit Hall, Ma Xiunuo was his parents' enlightenment mentor and awakener, and Su Yuntao was personally awakened by his parents. Moreover, he was the son of martyrs of the Spirit Hall.

In Nouding City, where the highest level soul master was a Soul Ancestor at level 41, except for having no direct relationship with the principal of Nuoding Academy, he could walk around with impunity.

Perhaps in a good mood, he reached the gates of Nuoding Academy in less than ten minutes. The archway, more than twenty meters wide and over ten meters high, was a rare sight in Nuoding City. He stopped, familiar with this place, having been here many times before.

"Hey, I heard magpies chirping early in the morning. Turns out it's Young Master Han. Are you going in? I'll open the gate for you right away."

A slightly ingratiating voice came from the side. Han Li turned his head to see the gatekeeper of Nuoding Academy running over, stopping three meters away with a face full of smiles.

"No need, I just came to take a look since it's the start of the school year. I might be coming here soon. By the way, has anyone come to enroll yet today?"

Not wanting to strike a smiling face, Han Li was used to his attitude, having interacted with him before.

"Young Master Han, according to usual practice, the soul master lords from the city will probably come in the afternoon. As for those beggars from outside the city, they're probably still on their way. They usually don't arrive until after 9:30."

The gatekeeper's reply grew louder as he spoke, his words filled with disdain for the working students.

Han Li couldn't help but sigh inwardly, noting the more pronounced discrimination in this other world compared to his previous life, while he now stood at the top of the chain.

"You better watch what you say, or you might get beaten up. You're not a soul master."

Han Li replied coolly and turned to walk toward a nearby tavern.

"Young Master Han, you are right. I will remember."

The gatekeeper shouted louder, afraid he wouldn't hear.

Once Xiao Li's figure was inside the tavern, the gatekeeper straightened up and walked back to his post, muttering under his breath, "These lords are hard to serve. They're just commoners even if they're soul masters. I represent Nuoding Academy, they can't kill me. Talking big without tipping, what a joke. If I don't get money from them, I can't even afford a drink."

...

Entering the tavern, Han Li and Xiu'er went straight to the second floor, choosing a spot by the window near the academy gate. They ordered some snacks and tea and sat there lost in thought.

He had been aware of the timeline for two and a half years. Not long ago, he learned from Su Yuntao about the awakening of an innate full soul power Blue Silver Grass in Holy Spirit Village. He was the same age as Tang San, just a few months younger, which caused him to miss the unified awakening ceremony.

However, he didn't need to worry about that. He just had to go to the Spirit Hall on his birthday to awaken his martial spirit. In total, he would only be three months late, which was completely acceptable. His only concern now was about his martial soul.

He, Han Li, the transmigrator, did not have any obvious cheats.

Yes, no obvious cheats. He didn't come with any systems or golden fingers.

However, he did have something different from others. Thinking about the information he received mysteriously after regaining consciousness, he couldn't help but slightly curl the corners of his mouth.

He had no cheats, but he had opened one. It wasn't him who opened it, but Douluo Planet who opened it for him. Simply put, he was Douluo Dalu's Huo Yuhao. (Doulou Dalu 2 Mc.)

After awakening the memories of his past life, the plane's consciousness actively sought him out, which surprised him greatly.

If he remembered correctly, at this time, Douluo Planet shouldn't have developed consciousness yet. However, things happened in such a miraculous way.

In summary, the high-dimensional information his soul carried when he transmigrated stimulated the premature awakening of the plane's consciousness. This budding consciousness then bound itself to him ahead of time.

However, this also caused a consequence. He became the only candidate for Douluo Planet's promotion. If he became a god, the Douluo Planet would be promoted along with him. If he died, the consciousness of the Douluo Planet would perish, and there would be no chance of promotion.

Simply put, he became the "father" of Douluo Planet. But because the plane's consciousness was weak, it could only grow stronger as he did. Plus, due to the manipulations of the God of Shura on the continent's fate before the consciousness awakened, he could only be considered a downgraded version of Huo Yuhao for now.

Luckily, he only needed to grow stronger step by step, allowing the plane's consciousness to grow stronger and the fate to flow back. He didn't need to actively seize Tang San's artificially formed fate as described in other novels.

Moreover, through the plane's consciousness, he learned a bit about the changes coming from the God Realm. Originally, there was one divine sense directed here, but now there were several, some of which were not weaker than the initial divine sense.

For him, this was a good thing, especially considering the Destruction God King who wanted to expand the God Realm. He must have noticed this peculiarity by now.

In a way, he had kidnapped the entire Douluo Planet from the very beginning.

Hehehe, God of Destruction, you wouldn't want to see Douluo Planet's promotion fail, would you?

So, I hereby declare, that from today onwards, Douluo Planet will be renamed Xiao Li Planet.

Thinking of this, Han Li's smile grew even wider.

Despite these thoughts, Han Li quickly calmed down. As the inheritor of a name synonymous with a certain Heavenly Sovereign, he knew very well that only those who laughed last were the winners, and he undoubtedly did not yet have this qualification.

To survive—no, to proceed steadily and rapidly was the path he should follow. As for Tang San, that was not something he should be concerned with right now.

"Young Master, someone has arrived. It seems the enrollment has started," Xiu'er softly reminded him, interrupting Han Li's thoughts.

"Mm."

Han Li casually responded, turning his head to look at the school gate.

He saw the gatekeeper arrogantly stopping an old man and a child, saying something with a haughty demeanor.

Not far away, a familiar buzz-cut head appeared in the same place as every enrollment season, observing the situation.

He couldn't help but take a sip of the now-cold tea, his expression unchanged, but his eyes slightly narrowed.

Hello, Tang San.