The Soul Reborn (Prologue ~ 01)

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(Prologue)

Introduction: A magnificent and imposing hall rises from the ground, its foundation perfectly square.
Towering stone pillars stand in orderly rows around it, each adorned with intricate and elaborate patterns,
like fully armed soldiers guarding the country and the frontier. However, what is most astonishing is not
the group of stone pillars outside the hall, but the wondrous spectacle within. This hall employs a unique
structure , where the external structure and the interior decoration are independent of each other. There is no uniformity. From the outside, the hall appears
tall and spacious, with grand and magnificent decorations, and an overall luxurious and splendid structure, exuding an air of wealth. However, upon
entering , one discovers that the interior is divided into several smaller spaces,
with rooms side by side, layer upon layer, leaving no space untouched. All the space is transformed into several exquisite courtyards, each courtyard
further divided into several smaller rooms. Furthermore, the hall is built on the lake, with fresh air and an elegant environment, truly
a place that soothes the soul.

At this moment, two people are in the center of this hall. One of them appears to be a young man in his
thirties . He has a high, straight nose, and a pair of dark, deep eyes,
sharp as stardust drifting across a black sea. His lips are slightly upturned, and his brows
reveal a confidence and strength; he is truly a handsome and talented man.

The other was a boy who was only about half a year old. The boy had delicate features, red lips and white teeth, a round
face, a high nose, and a head of black curly hair. He was handsome yet cute, and given time, he would surely
become just as handsome as a man.

"That's how it all happened! You should know I didn't lie to you when you see my eyes!"
The boy widened his eyes and excitedly shouted to the man beside him as if showing off. The boy's childish voice was soft and
cute , but the arrogance and unruliness in his tone were not what one would expect from a child. What was most strange was
his eyes. His dark eyes had no whites, and they were like black gems. Moreover,
in the deep, dark depths of his pupils, it seemed as if there were twinkling stars.

The man scrutinized the boy's eyes, his initially calm expression gradually shifting to one of wavering and
astonishment —no, it would be more accurate to describe it as a feverish excitement. "Is it truly the Netherworld Heavenly Eye? Reversing life and death, time
travel, soul transmigration—it actually works? Heh, truly a secret technique I devised!"

Suddenly, as if finally remembering something, the man slapped his forehead and slowly said, "Ah…
sorry , I forgot to ask. Since you can use this secret technique to travel through time and return from the future, you must be my…"
"One of your relatives and friends, then I wonder who you are..."

Upon hearing the man's question, the boy's face immediately turned bitter. He lowered his head deeply, then raised it again.
He opened his mouth, but then bit his lower lip tightly, his expression twisted, as if he were going through some kind of complex psychological struggle.
Finally, he sighed, as if he had made up his mind, and shook his head as he spoke: "I am not
one of your relatives and friends, I am you—Hun Xiaotian, no, I should say, Hun Tiandi!! I am
reincarnated from the defeat and death about 50 years later, yourself!"

...

In the old calendar year 2731 of the Dou Qi Continent, a momentous event occurred on the Dou Qi Continent:
after more than a thousand years, two Dou Di were born on this Dou Qi Continent again. They were Yan Di Xiao Yan and Hun Di Hun
Tiandi. The two of them fought an epic battle on the stage of Zhongzhou, a battle that made heaven and earth change color.
This battle lasted for several days. In the end, after a fierce duel, Xiao Yan defeated Hun Tiandi and became
the strongest person on this continent.

Xiao Yan's resounding victory made the name of the Flame Emperor resound throughout the world, and this year directly became
the last year of the old calendar, as well as the beginning of a new era. From then on, the world revered
it as the first year of the Flame Emperor's reign, and he and the Xiao Clan, who transformed into the most powerful force on the continent, were highly respected.

However, another Dou Di—the Soul Emperor—received a completely different treatment. This man, who fought fiercely with the Flame Emperor and
ultimately lost, this man who used every means possible, schemed relentlessly, and committed countless evil deeds,
lost everything in that duel. Not only his life, but also his reputation, his clan, his dignity—everything vanished
like smoke. The world called him synonymous with "evil," regarding his defeat as self-inflicted and
deserved. In just one day, the name Soul Emperor became a laughingstock and a negative example throughout the Dou Qi Continent.

As the saying goes, the victor is king, the loser is a bandit; history only remembers the final winner. The Soul Emperor's fate
was ultimately due to his defeat; his skill was inferior, and there's nothing more to say.
However what the world doesn't know is that this great battle wasn't the end. The legacy left by the Soul Emperor
transcended common sense, unleashing a bloody storm in the past.

This is the story we're about to tell, but it didn't happen at this time, so we must
turn back the clock to the beginning, 26 years ago, when the unparalleled Flame Emperor was still considered
a waste.

...

A gentle breeze brushed past her ears, and the surrounding grass swayed like dancers to the rhythm of the wind.
Such a scene couldn't be without a singer, so the forest's timely song rose slowly, deep and resonant,
yet perfectly complementing the small dancers and the light melody, making it incredibly beautiful and pleasing to the ear.

"What a refreshing breeze!" A boy, arms behind his head, lay sprawled on a tree branch
, squinting contentedly like a drunkard, swinging his legs back and forth.

"Xiao Yao, you brat, you're slacking off again!" With this sound, a spiky-haired man
emerged from the woods, pointing and muttering something as he approached. He stopped
beneath the tree; the man appeared to be around fifteen years old, with ordinary features but a rather tall stature. He
was none other than Xiao Ning, the eldest grandson of the Xiao clan's Grand Elder.

"Get back here! The clan's testing ceremony is about to begin!"

But the boy in the tree didn't answer. He continued to sway
his leaning closer to the tree trunk, seemingly with no intention of jumping down.

"Hey! You brat, you think your big brother can't break this tree?" Xiao Ning arrogantly raised his nose, then carefully observed the large tree
where the boy was resting. The tree's branches and leaves were so dense that
they could completely block out the scorching sun. The dense bark of the tree trunk seemed to be showing off its prime. The entire tree
could easily be hugged by two adults. However, for Xiao Ning, who had already reached the sixth level of Dou Qi, although it was difficult, it
was not impossible. So he looked up at the lazy boy in the tree, then looked down at the tree in front of him, and slowly
got into a stance.

Xiao Ning assumed a perfect horse stance, his left fist tightly closed and straight,
his arm extended straight out, his palm pressed firmly against the tree trunk. From the small part that his small palm touched,
he felt the proof of the lush tree's survival. Then he clenched his right fist, bent his right arm upward, so that his fist
stopped at the position of his chin, parallel to his straight left hand.

"Hoo!" Air was inhaled through his lips, passed through his throat, and reached his lungs. As new
air , his blood circulation quickened, and his muscles relaxed and tensed again and again. At this moment, Xiao Ning was like
a crossbow bolt with a crescent moon on its bowstring, poised to unleash its full power.

"Ah...ha...ha..." Seeing this, the boy lying in the tree seemed to realize that he couldn't escape.
He yawned boredly, stretched, and leaped from the tree, landing on the ground with lightning speed. "Brother Xiao Ning,
it's just taking a break, is it really that big of a deal?"

The boy named Xiao Yao strolled over to Xiao Ning's side, stretched lazily, and then
patted Xiao Ning's shoulder, saying, "You just want to cause trouble for Xiao Yan, right? Why are you in such a hurry? He can't possibly escape
this test!"

...

At the main square of the Xiao family, one of the three major families in Wutan City.

Today is the Xiao family's semi-annual testing ceremony. All members of the Xiao clan aged 10 to
15 will pass through the Magic Stone Tablet to test their battle qi level. Each person's battle qi increase over the years
, age, and other information will be recorded for future allocation.

This should have been just an ordinary day, but three years ago, this testing ceremony took on a
special meaning.

The black-haired boy, expressionless, a hint of self-deprecating resignation on his lips, walked step by step towards
the platform where the Magic Stone Tablet stood. Although he tried to appear indifferent, his clenched fists
betrayed him.

Around the boy, a crowd gathered, like drops of water forming a stream, streams converging into a river.
One group absorbed another, and countless people converged towards the center. In an instant, the once empty
square became a sea of people, making it impossible to take a single step forward or backward; one could only move slowly
.

No one uttered a sound. They held their breath, their gazes fixed on
the boy 's retreating figure as he walked towards the platform in the square. Their eyes were also glued to
the stone tablet on the platform. Soon, the result would be revealed. They were motionless, their hearts pounding with anticipation of the impending
news .

"Xiao Yan, Dou Power, Level 3! Rank: Low!" Beside the testing stone tablet,
a middle-aged man was recording the data. He glanced at the information displayed on the tablet, sighed,
shook his head sympathetically, and then announced the result in a resigned tone.

Instantly, the atmosphere, which had been suppressed to the extreme, erupted!

From the previously quiet crowd, someone suddenly started to erupt in waves of snickering. These
sounds, accompanied by a rhythm of disgust, quickly escalated into a barrage of boos and insults,
raining down on the young man on the platform—Xiao Yan. It was as if sharp thorns were piercing his heart, causing the
young man's breathing to quicken. He clenched his fists tightly, his slightly sharp nails
digging deep into his palms, bringing excruciating pain…

"It's the Grand Elder's faction again! These bastards, do they really want the position of Young Clan Leader that badly?" Xiao Yan
was furious, his teeth itching with rage. He looked at the people who had taken the lead in the crowd, and
without exception , they were all on Xiao Ning's side, except for one...

"Next test subject—Xiao Yao!"

With the voice of the middle-aged man recording, a white-haired boy walked out from the crowd. He
wore black overcoat, a long red scarf around his neck that almost reached his waist,
and a long, dark blue linen robe made of coarse cloth that fit him perfectly. His resolute and well-proportioned features made him look even older, and his
thick muscles showed signs of rigorous training. His sharp eyes made him as sharp as a hawk. It could
be said that even though personal aesthetics vary greatly, this boy's temperament was definitely enough for most people to call
him handsome.

Xiao Yao walked briskly towards the platform, a gentle smile on his face.
He greeted the surrounding crowd with friendly smiles, chatting and laughing with them. The onlookers
parted to make way for him, as if Xiao Yao were a sharp sword cutting through the surging tide,
demonstrating his high status within the Xiao clan.

In no time, Xiao Yao reached the platform amidst the crowd. But he froze upon arrival,
for the previous test subject—Xiao Yan—still stood motionless to the side, staring at Xiao Yao with a mesmerizing
gaze .

Seeing this, Xiao Yao smiled awkwardly, but made no other move. He neither intended to
speak nor offer any warning. He simply walked quietly to the black stone tablet and placed his hand on it.

"Xiao Yao, Dou Zhi Power, Ninth Stage, Level: Advanced!"

The result quickly appeared on the stone tablet, and the recorder obediently read it aloud
. However, compared to Xiao Yan's performance three years prior, his voice was clearly filled with joy and praise.

Unsurprisingly, the announcement immediately drew cheers and applause from the entire audience, with
the crowd singing and dancing in celebration of Xiao Yao.

Only Xiao Yan, watching from the high platform, felt a pang of bitterness. He gritted his teeth, watching the cheering crowd. Of course, he
wasn't jealous of Xiao Yao's talent or popularity, nor did he resent those who had treated him in the same way three years ago.
The sycophantic clansmen, after all, had lived two lives. Although Xiao Yan possessed pride, he wasn't arrogant. So why
did show such displeasure? It was simply because he knew very well that although these people
were currently jubilant, they would soon make things difficult for him.

"Hey! That clueless young clan leader on the stage, look at you, and then look at Xiao Yao. You're
far inferior to him in both ability and character, and you're already a cripple.
What qualifications do you have to be the young clan leader?! A young clan leader with only three levels of Dou power, wouldn't that
bring shame to the Xiao family? Would we still be able to live in Wutan City?!"

Someone first raised a question, but it quickly became an absolute affirmation. The crowd
echoed the same question, turning their anger towards Xiao Yan and accusing him
of being clueless. Malice swept across the entire area like a tide.

"Ugh, I..."

Yes, this was what Xiao Yan loathed and feared most: the testing ceremony was no longer just a
simple occasion for him to be laughed at and ridiculed by the crowd.

In recent years, this ceremony had become the core of the power struggle within the Xiao clan. The eldest elder, who had long been dissatisfied with his father
, was using the rising star Xiao Yao to gradually exert pressure on them, using
the excuse of "the noble bell is destroyed, the earthenware pot resounds" to force them to relinquish the position of young clan leader, and even the clan leader.

The noise from the crowd grew louder and louder. Xiao Yan, who was supposed to be in a superior position, was so mocked by these words that he
couldn't lift his head. After all, he only had the useless ability of the third level of Dou Qi.
Even if he wanted to refute, he didn't know where to begin.

But at that moment, the crowd suddenly fell silent, all eyes shifting sharply. Following
their gaze, a girl in a purple dress leaped onto the platform like a swallow,
standing gracefully beside Xiao Yan. Her calm, youthful face remained unchanged despite the attention, and
her clear, bright eyes looked at Xiao Yan with tenderness and affection.

"Xun'er! You…" Seeing the girl beside him, Xiao Yan was somewhat surprised, but
he didn't show it. He took a small step back, offering a forced smile, as if to indicate that it was alright. However, the girl
read his concerns and thoughts before he could react.

"It's alright, Brother Xiao Yan, you don't need to say anything. Leave the rest to me!"
the girl named Xiao Xun'er said softly, giving Xiao Yan a reassuring smile before turning to face another uninvited guest
. Her aloof and serene temperament

, like a pure lotus, was untainted by worldly desires. Every gesture of the young girl exuded an
elegant yet dignified air. Her delicate features were truly exquisite, with flawless skin and cloud-like hair—a beauty that would surely
be admired by all. At such a young age, she had already blossomed into a captivating beauty; how much more
breathtaking ? It's no exaggeration to say that any normal man who had even glanced at Xun'er would be completely mesmerized, let alone be
looked at directly by her.

The crowd below immediately began to stir in a different way. No one had time to bother Xiao Yan anymore.
Many men of Xun'er's age seemed mesmerized, staring at
her with almost desperate longing, their eyes filled with infatuation and greed. Some were even drooling. Among them
was the leader of this rebellion—Xiao Ning.

"Xiao Yao! Are you done with your test?! It's my turn now! Could you please step down?" Xun'er still
smiled elegantly, but her smile was noticeably different from when she faced Xiao Yan. Her smile was heavy and
suppressed , a forced smile, an expression simply made by moving her facial muscles.

Faced with the questioning, Xiao Yao seemed to have anticipated this situation. He didn't need to look to know what kind of mess his
teammates were making, so he shrugged indifferently, raised the corners of his mouth, tilted his head in a conciliatory manner, and
silently revealed a very casual expression. He clearly had no intention of arguing with the girl. As if deliberately trying to curry favor with
this assertive girl, he obediently turned his head and jumped straight off the platform.

Only after Xiao Yao disappeared into the crowd did Xiao Xun'er's tense atmosphere, as if facing a formidable enemy, finally
dissipate. She regained her elegant and charming smile, smiled slightly at the middle-aged man recording, and
with a graceful step, lightly jumped to the front of the magic stone tablet. She stretched out her small hand, and her purple sleeve, inlaid with black and gold thread, naturally fell down,
revealing her snow-white and flawless wrist, before gently touching the stone tablet.

"Battle Qi: Ninth Stage! Level: Advanced!" The words on the stone tablet completely silenced the clamoring crowd, and
the entire place fell into silence. No one dared to speak first, for fear of being drawn into a troublesome factional struggle.

They all understood that the reason the First Elder's faction dared to bully the clan leader's family so brazenly was entirely
because they had the exceptionally talented Xiao Yao, and Xiao Yan was still too young to even pass his coming-of-age
ceremony . Although it was hard to say now, in ten or twenty years, when Xiao Yao and Xiao Yan had grown up,
it would be a foregone conclusion who would be in charge of the clan—Xiao Yao was undoubtedly the one!

But Xiao Xun'er's existence disrupted this balance. Everyone in the Xiao family knew that Xiao Xun'er was completely devoted to Xiao Yan,
a devoted wife to him! This girl's talent was in no way inferior to Xiao Yao's. If Xiao Xun'er were to marry Xiao Yan in the future,
with her abilities, she could very well rise in status through marriage, and then... well, who knows what the future would hold!

Thinking of this, no one mentioned the change of dynasty anymore. Although there were
still occasional jealous remarks
in the crowd, such as "a beautiful flower stuck in cow dung," seeing Xiao Xun'er still sweetly and affectionately with Xiao Yan, it was clear that she hadn't listened to any of these words.

Perhaps because Xiao Xun'er attracted too much attention, no one noticed that Xiao Yao, who had just stepped off the stage
less than three minutes ago, had completely disappeared.

...

"How long am I supposed to keep doing this idiotic thing?!" the white-haired boy shouted angrily
. He was on the edge of Xiao Family Market, surrounded by a maze of alleys,
making it unusually dark even in broad daylight, especially since it was deserted and extremely quiet.

However, this was only true for the boy who was currently raging.

"Damn it, why did I condescend to be Xiao Ning's underling?! I helped you two..."
"Years have passed, and you idiot still can't even hold off Xiao Yan, a piece of trash with only a third-stage Dou Qi!" It turned out this
wasn't the first time , and it wasn't just Xiao Ning; his group of lousy brothers were all quite fond of Xiao Xun'er.
Whenever she appeared, no matter how favorable the situation, the young main force of the Grand Elder's faction would immediately lose
their rhythm , forgetting all their plans and making no progress whatsoever.

"A woman, a woman I can't even touch! Don't you even know the simple truth that
a simp gets nothing? Ah! Ah!" As if unable to bear it any longer, Xiao Yao punched the wall in front of him.
He seemed to be treating the wall as Xiao Ning's face, unleashing a full-force punch that instantly pierced through the thick
bricks .

"Hoo... Haa... Calm down, calm down, this isn't a big deal! Don't worry about it, don't
worry about it , I need to calm down."

Perhaps having finally vented his frustration, the white-haired boy—Xiao Yao—seemed to calm down. He
didn't say a word , but reached into his pocket and pulled out a
dark iron block from the dusty bag. Then, a flash of light appeared, and the surrounding air suddenly changed, as if entering another
world. The small space around Xiao Yao was severed from reality.

The light also illuminated the dark iron block, which was an exquisitely crafted ring. In
the center of the ring, a small character, 【魂】, was clearly written.

"Hello! Soul Emperor?" Xiao Yao—no, it would be more appropriate to call him Soul Yao here—this
undercover agent who had infiltrated the Xiao family eight years ago, was reporting the current situation to his other self as always. "As usual
, this communication is a recording of my message. Reply to me within three days after you see it!"

Soul Yao took a deep breath, and after confirming that the Soul Guidance Stone had started recording, he slowly continued:
"All the plans we made back then have failed. Gu Xun'er is just too difficult to get past. It's impossible to
take down Xiao Yan without alerting her. Even our backup indirect methods have been largely ineffective!
I think it's time to abandon our operations in the Xiao family. If you were me, you should understand! Considering
the current situation of our clan, this is just a waste of time."

After speaking, Soul Yao put away the iron ring, and the barrier that isolated the space disappeared. He seemed to finally relax
, slumped down on the ground, and fell into a deep sleep.

...

About fifty years ago!

A momentous event occurred within the Soul Clan. The clan leader, Soul Emperor, who had always been childless,
suddenly brought home a half-grown illegitimate child. Shortly after the child's arrival, the clan leader placed
a dormant spell on him, freezing his body. The reason for this remained a mystery. Furthermore, Soul Emperor remained tight-lipped about the
child 's origins; not only the clan's guardian elders but even his closest disciples
knew nothing. Over time, the clan leader's "mysterious illegitimate child" became one of the Soul Clan's greatest secrets.

It wasn't until ten years ago that Soul Emperor finally lifted the illegitimate child's dormant spell, awakening him.
Only then did the entire clan learn the child's name—the character "夭" (yao), which
bore ; Soul Yao. Thus, the Soul Clan's next heir truly emerged.

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