Douluo Dalu The Legends Of The Twin Blue Silver Grass - Chapter 1 Life Always Starts With A Little Hardship

The little boy thought to himself, ‘Where am I? What is this place?’, whilst being confined to a tight space in complete darkness.

He could not clearly remember who he is or once was, everything is kind of a bit fuzzy, and fragmented. But one thing for sure is that he did really die back on Earth.

The burning painful sensation he felt within his chest at the time, he vividly remembered, when the cold steel knife pierces through his skin, and straight into his flesh, causing him intense agony. The scraping sound of the hard metal, rubbing against the bare surface of his bones. It was lodged deeply in between his rib cages, which undoubtedly resulted in puncturing his lungs, deflating it like a punctured balloon.

Not shortly afterward, he then suffocated to death. Whilst, noticeably letting out a soft wheezy sounded noise, before he outright bleed out on the ground, in his own pool of blood.

His death was so vivid, and surreal, that it even burned itself into his memory, even after reincarnation. He could easily recall it as if it happens just yesterday.

So it’s real, right?

Suddenly, the darkness that surrounded him began to shake, violently pulling at his small fragile body. He then felt a layer of pulsating flesh wrapping itself around him, pulling his body alongside a designated path.

Instinctively, he felt that the world around him has expanded greatly, exiting from that small enclosed confined space.

After what seems like hours, he finally left that world of darkness. And then immediately, he then registered that he had been reborn as a baby, upon hearing the sound of babies crying. And possessing no real control of his body, just like any infant would.

The little boy gradually opens his eyes, wincing outwards in great pain, at the first sign of light that passes through his sapphire blue irises.

He was then met with an extremely beautiful lady, which he first assumed to be was his biological mother that is. He didn’t possess any real means of confirmation to reassured his guess was right, or spot on.

The beautiful lady has long sky blue hair, and the very same sapphire blue eyes as he does, with a face that looks like an angel. Showcasing her warmth kindheartedness and gentle personality.

It was then that the little boy immediately felt a strong growing connection with her. It was that connection of a mother and her baby, born from withinside her womb.

That familiar rhythmic heartbeat. Being around it is so soothing, that it calms the bad feeling within his chest.

There was no doubt that she was his biological mother.

Before he could have a look around, to find out more about his surroundings, and the place he was born at.

Tiredness begins to slowly take it’s over hold of him, since he was just recently born, the body is still quite fragile and weak. It’s trying its best to quickly adapt to the rapid changes in the environment. It can be quite taxing on the infant’s body. So its best to let the infant rest a bit, and slowly adapt to the change in environment.

Newfound tiredness takes its toll on him, forcing him to gradually lose consciousness.

However, he felt a deep sense of regret growing inside. Almost like it will be the last time he would see her… And he was not wrong there.

6 years later…

Somewhere within the South-western regions of the Heaven Dou Empire, within the Fasinuo Province of the Douluo Continent.

Holy Spirit Village.

If one only heard of its name, it might have sounded like a rather astonishing village. But in actual fact, this was just a measly little village of three hundred households located south of Fasinuo province’s Nuoding city.

The reason as to why it was called Holy Spirit Village was because of a legend; a hundred or so years ago, a Spirit Sage (ranked 71-80) Spirit Master came from there.

This was also what became the eternal pride of Holy Spirit Village.

Outside of Holy Spirit village, there was without exception, a vast expanse of farmland where plentiful grains and vegetables were produced daily, and then sent to supply Nuoding city.

Nuoding city was located in the middle of Fasinuo province, and while it wasn’t considered a major city, the border of another empire was, after all, very close, and naturally, merchants of both great empires would often trade there.

Consequently, Nuoding city would flourish, and the lives of the commoners within the villages that surround the city were a whole lot better than everywhere else.

Barely reaching daybreak, in the distant eastern regions of Holy Spirit Village, the sky was beginning to turn pale grey in color, with a tinged of orangey fire in the middle.

The first sign of early sunrise in the morning.

On a small hundred-meter tall forest hilltop, adjacent to Holy Spirit Village in the back. There were twin silhouettes of a small child.

They were only roughly five or six-year-old in age.

Evidently, every day they would endure the bare heat of the sun. Their skins have become a healthy wheaty yellow in color. Both of their hairs appeared to be black, cut in short lengths, and kept very neat.

Even their clothes were rather simple and ordinary looking, but they were undoubtedly kept clean and tidy as per usual.

One child sat down quietly on top of the hilltop, in a lotus meditative position, with both of his hands, placed on the side of each of his knee.

His two eyes were unwaveringly looking towards the east, where the dawn morning sky was gradually brightening up.

Slowly, the boy then started the process, inhaling through his nose, then gently exhaling through his mouth; in a continuous cycle of inhalations and faint exhalations that, in the end, became a splendid repetitive cycle.

During this process, the boy’s eyes suddenly opened wide. And a noticeable faint trace of purple qi seemed to flash in the light of the growing bright grey dawn in the distant horizon. Without astonishing vision and concentration, it would be impossible to notice it.

At the first sight of the purple qi, the boy’s spirit was so completely focused that he no longer even exhaled, only a light and slow inhalation. At the same time, the two sapphire blue eyes firmly stared in concentration at the flickering purple light.

The purple qi didn’t last long; by the time the eastern light gradually rose to become daylight, the purple qi had long completely vanished already.

Only then did the boy, with a long exhalation of internal turbid qi, slowly closed his eyes. White qi then poured out through his mouth like a bolt of unrolling silk before it slowly disperses.

After sitting quietly for a long time, the boy once more opened his eyes. With a dejected sigh, the boy showed a grudging expression, unsuitable for his age.

He then shook his head, and thought to himself, ‘Still impossible. My Mysterious Heaven skill is still unable to break through the first serious bottleneck. It’s already been a full three months, so why is this the result? Even the Purple Demon Eye, which relied on the purple qi from the east that could only be cultivated in the early morning, has shown better progress. With Mysterious Heaven skill unable to break through the bottleneck, my Mysterious Jade Hand is also unable to advance any further.’

In his depressed state, he undoubted recalled on how easily he broke through this threshold, in his previous life, ‘When originally cultivating to the border between the first and second tier, I didn’t seem to come across circumstances like this. How come, when Mysterious Heaven skill altogether has nine tiers, it’s this first tier that is this troublesome? Is it because this world is different from my original world?’, feeling quite frustrated with himself…

This child was none other than Tang San, the one who had arrived in this world five years ago. It was the exact same Tang Sect’s Tang San who leaped off from a cliff for his own prideful ideals.

The other child was Tang Qing. Tang San’s younger twin brother. They were both born as a pair of identical twins since birth.

Whilst, one was noticeably hardworking and energetic. Keeping big secrets to himself. The other one was quite peaceful and layback. Quite often be seen playing around with the other kids.

They were both indeed reincarnated individuals, but at the same time, each came from a separate world and universe. That in itself didn’t intertwine with each other or connected in any way possible.

Tang Qing was patiently sitting, not so far away from his older brother, towards the side, waiting for him to finish doing his business. Whilst, leaning his back against the earthy bark trunk of a tall Oak tree. Underneath the cool soothing shade of the Willow Oak tree.

His hand was holding onto a small and thin size stick, as he steadily twirls it around, moving it in steady formation forming a slight picture.

He was drawing on the surface of the soil to waste time…

Tang Qing then spoke out to Tang San, pointing his wooden stick towards him, “Are you done yet, Da Ge? We should head on back home with the firewood. Dad is properly waiting for you to come and prepare him breakfast.”