This was an exceedingly ordinary late night, devoid of hustle and bustle, with only a serene atmosphere pervading the entire room. Moonlight filtered through the half-open window, spilling onto the wooden floor and casting a silvery halo, as if draping the quiet night in a mysterious veil.
The room was furnished simply yet warmly. A comfortable bed, a tidy desk, and a soft chair constituted the entirety of this little haven. A warm desk lamp sat on the desk, emitting a gentle glow that illuminated everything around it. Bookshelves were neatly lined with various volumes, among which the copy of Douluo Continent stood out particularly, as if speaking of its unique charm to anyone who looked.
Lin Yu was immersed in the world of his favorite novel, Douluo Continent, unable to extricate himself. Sitting at the desk with the book in his hands, his eyes fixed intently on the captivating text, it felt as though his entire being had melted into the fantastical and splendid world of Douluo Continent. Expressions of amazement and intoxication crossed his face by turns as he became completely absorbed in the plot.
As time went on, Lin Yu's emotions rose and fell with the development of the story. Seeing the protagonist Tang San display unyielding resilience in the face of powerful enemies, he could not help but be moved; seeing Tang San unite and cooperate side by side with his teammates made his blood boil. Every page read gave him a deeper understanding of this magical world, allowing him to feel its joys and sorrows.
In this quiet late night, Lin Yu forgot all his troubles and pressures, leaving only his love and yearning for Douluo Continent. He hoped that he could be like Tang San, bravely pursuing his dreams while constantly growing and improving. Unawares, he had plunged deeply into this fantastical world, enjoying the endless pleasure brought by reading.
Right at that moment, without any warning, a wave of intense dizziness washed over Lin Yu like a surging tide. He felt his vision begin to twist and distort, the surrounding scenery seeming to be sucked into a massive vortex that spun ceaselessly. His head felt abnormally heavy, as though pressed down by a weight of a thousand catties, almost too much to bear.
Lin Yu struggled to break free from this bizarre sensation and restore control over his body, but he found that his limbs were tightly bound by an invisible force, unable to stir a single inch. His consciousness gradually blurred, the world before his eyes growing dimmer and dimmer until it finally plunged into complete darkness.
At that moment, time seemed to freeze, and everything became indistinct, as if entering a state of chaos.
He had no idea how much time had passed, but when Lin Yu regained consciousness, he found himself in a warm yet unfamiliar place. The surrounding air was permeated with a gentle aura that made him feel entirely at ease.
He forced his eyes open, only to find his vision extremely blurry, able to make out only vague, swaying human figures. Those figures seemed shrouded in a thin veil, indistinct and unclear. He tried to move, but discovered that his body was extremely tiny and fragile, as if he had turned into an infant. This unfamiliar sensation filled his heart with shock and confusion, and he had no idea what had happened.
In this unfamiliar environment, Lin Yu struggled to make sense of the situation. At that moment, a man and a woman of extraordinary bearing appeared before him. Their figures gradually grew clear; the man was tall and upright, clad in a magnificent robe that set off his majesty and nobility. His features were handsome and resolute, with sword-like brows and star-like eyes, and a gaze that exuded calm and confidence. The woman was gentle and beautiful, dressed in a light blue long dress, her waterfall-like hair cascading over her shoulders, her eyes filled with tenderness and maternal love. As they looked at Lin Yu in his swaddling clothes, their eyes were full of pleasant surprise and affection.
"Darling, look, our child has finally woken up," the woman said softly, her voice as crisp and pleasant as silver bells. She stepped forward and extended slender fingers to gently stroke Lin Yu's cheek, her eyes radiating the glow of maternal love. The man also walked closer, his gaze falling upon Lin Yu as a relieved smile appeared on his face.
"Indeed, he looks very healthy," the man said, his voice deep and magnetic. He gently reached out and picked Lin Yu up, his movements so tender as if he were afraid of hurting him.
"This truly is a treasure bestowed upon us by the heavens," the woman said with a smile, happiness sparkling in her eyes.
The two of them stood in a spacious and bright room, gorgeously and elegantly decorated. Exquisite paintings hung on the walls, and soft carpets covered the floor. In one corner of the room stood a delicate crib, accompanied by various baby supplies. The window of the room was open, letting a gentle breeze drift in, carrying fresh air and a faint floral fragrance.
Lin Yu felt somewhat at a loss, but from their words and expressions, he gradually understood his identity. It turned out that he had truly transmigrated, and had become the child of high-ranking members of the Spirit Temple. A complex mix of emotions surged in his heart—surprise, bewilderment, but above all, anticipation and curiosity about the future.
In the days that followed, Lin Yu, acting as an infant, worked hard to adapt to this new world. Most of his days were spent sleeping, as if making up for the sleep he had missed in his past life. But when he occasionally woke up, he would curiously observe everything around him. He discovered that this world possessed many peculiar things, completely different from his original world. The architectural style here was unique and filled with fantastical colors. Pedestrians came and went on the streets, dressed in varied attire, some emanating powerful auras as if possessing extraordinary strength.
As Lin Yu grew gradually, he began to babble and take his first faltering steps. Displaying intelligence far surpassing ordinary people, he learned to speak and walk early on. He began to understand the mysteries of spirits and gradually accepted his new identity. He knew that in this fantastical Douluo Continent, countless unknown challenges and opportunities awaited him, and he secretly vowed that he must carve out a world of his own in this realm and embark on a legendary journey.
One day, Lin Yu sat in his crib, waving his little hands and feet as he tried to explore this novel world. His parents sat beside the bed, looking at him with smiles.
"Darling, what kind of person do you think our child will grow up to be?" the woman asked softly.
"I believe he will definitely become an extraordinary person; after all, he is our child," the man said with confidence.
"Haha, of course. But we must also nurture him well so that he grows up to be a person with a sense of duty and responsibility," the woman said with a smile.
"Mm, we will," the man nodded in agreement.
Listening to his parents' conversation, Lin Yu's heart was filled with warmth and emotion. He knew that he was not alone in this world; with the love and care of his parents, he would surely grow up strong and healthy.
As time passed, Lin Yu's understanding of this world grew deeper. He learned that there were countless types of spirits, including the Power Attack type, Agility Attack type, Support type, and so on. He also learned that there were many powerful Spirit Masters in this world who could wield the power of their spirits to display astonishing strength. Lin Yu yearned and thirsted for these things, longing to become a powerful Spirit Master himself and explore this magical world.
Every night, Lin Yu would lie in bed, pondering how to enhance his strength. He began trying to meditate for an hour every day; although progress was slow, he did not give up. At the same time, he actively exercised his body to build up his physique. After a period of hard work, Lin Yu felt his body growing stronger, and his meditation had also made some progress.