Douluo Dalu 1: The Tang Family Rebel

He lost.

Faced with the lightning strikes from the dark clouds above, Chrysanthemum Douluo had no choice but to activate his Martial Soul Avatar to survive. But this also meant that he had lost, and Yun Chuan had passed the trial. After all, it had been stated earlier that if Yun Chuan could force him to use his last three soul abilities, he could pass without needing to hold out for half an hour.

Clearly, this was Yun Chuan's plan from the start. He never expected to last half an hour under a Title Douluo's assault. From the very beginning, his goal had always been to alter the environment to unleash his trump card!

"Mom, did I pass?" Yun Chuan turned to the beautiful yet now sour-faced Bibi Dong, as though he hadn't noticed her bad mood. He grinned and said, "You wouldn't be going back on your word, would you?"

"...Of course not."

Bibi Dong forced a smile, though the suffocating atmosphere around her made Chrysanthemum Douluo, who had just lost, involuntarily shiver. The proud Title Douluo now felt as though he was a meek quail.

The next day.

At the entrance of the Spirit Hall.

Yun Chuan was saying his reluctant goodbyes to Bibi Dong and Hu Liena.

"Chuan'er, wear this Soul Tool," Bibi Dong handed him a translucent mask.

Yun Chuan took it curiously. The mask was crafted from what seemed like crystal, exquisitely made. He asked, "Mom, what's this mask for?"

"Just put it on and see," Bibi Dong urged without giving a direct answer.

Yun Chuan glanced at Hu Liena, who was also eagerly watching him, and although he felt something odd about the situation, he obediently put the mask on. As soon as it touched his face, he felt a cool sensation. Although it still covered his face, it didn't feel suffocating at all. Instead, it had a refreshing, breathable feeling.

He looked at Bibi Dong and Hu Liena, who both showed satisfied smiles. Then, Hu Liena handed him a mirror.

Yun Chuan took it and, as expected, saw a different reflection. The face staring back at him was no longer the stunningly handsome one he was used to. Instead, it was a very ordinary face, blending in with anyone you might find on the street. The only notable feature was his deep, bright black eyes, which stood out and left a lasting impression on anyone who looked at them.

"Ah, I guess good things can't be hidden," Yun Chuan sighed inwardly, his self-love shining through. Even though the mask had altered his appearance, his extraordinary charm still radiated through his eyes, elevating his otherwise average face to a much higher level!

Despite the mask dulling his overall appearance compared to his original face, he was still undeniably attractive due to his eyes. It was like the difference between a divine being descending from the heavens and a handsome, down-to-earth young man. The contrast was clear.

Bibi Dong and Hu Liena both breathed a sigh of relief. They were glad Yun Chuan no longer looked so conspicuous.

Their reasons for relief were different. Bibi Dong feared that Yun Chuan's identity as the Holy Son of Spirit Hall would be exposed and that he would be targeted by enemy forces while out on his journey. Hu Liena, on the other hand, was worried that if Yun Chuan kept his original face, he would attract unwanted attention from women during his travels, and by the time he returned, he might have a horde of women following him.

[T/N: Duality of Women]

"While you're out on your journey, your identity is no longer the Holy Son of Spirit Hall, Yun Chuan. You can't use your original name either. You'll need to adopt a new alias," Bibi Dong thought for a moment and said. "Let's go with Tang Chuan."

"Tang Chuan?" Yun Chuan raised an eyebrow, unsure whether she was suggesting something or just picking a random name. After all, in this life, his surname could very well be Tang...

With all preparations made and all words spoken, it was time for him to leave.

"Mom, Liena, I'm off!" Yun Chuan bid farewell with determination in his voice and turned to leave.

It was the first time he was truly stepping toward independence.

Behind him, Bibi Dong watched his retreating figure, her eyes filled with a sense of emptiness. It felt as though once he left, he might never return.

Hu Liena's gaze followed him, her eyes filled with longing as she silently thought, "Brother Chuan, come back soon. I'll miss you..."

The "Body of Saint Technique" — Using the body as the source, it creates its own heaven and earth.

This powerful cultivation technique looked like an ordinary rune, residing in Yun Chuan's brow and only awakening at the right moments, guiding him to grow stronger, like a silent teacher.

After six years of training, Yun Chuan felt that his physical cultivation had hit a bottleneck. He realized that ordinary training no longer produced significant results, and he would need to seek other methods to improve.

He thought of soul bones, knowing that integrating one would enhance his physical capabilities. After informing Bibi Dong, he was easily given a rare 60,000-year-old soul bone, a power-type one that was especially effective at strengthening physical attributes.

However, when Yun Chuan eagerly tried to fuse with the soul bone, the rune on his brow reacted violently, emitting an intense sense of rejection. No matter what he tried, he couldn't integrate the soul bone.

It seemed as though the rune considered the soul bone as something detrimental to his body, preventing the fusion with an almost stubborn force.

Reluctantly, Yun Chuan gave up on the idea. Perhaps soul bones weren't meant for him. After all, the rune had never been wrong, and its rejection of the soul bone indicated it was truly harmful.

This rune was definitely something from the advanced realms. Even if it wasn't the most powerful object, anything from the advanced realms was bound to be exceptional. The rune might not compare to those treasures, but its placement in the advanced realms meant it was not unimportant.

With his physical growth at a standstill and the current training methods yielding minimal improvements, Yun Chuan decided to go out and explore, hoping to encounter some opportunity along the way to break through the limits of his body.

Staying in the Spirit Hall and merely honing his skills in isolation had no future.

(End of this chapter)