Douluo continent, Heaven Dou empire,Fasinuo province
The night was deep. Moonlight fell like silver mist over the rooftops of Verdant Moon Village, casting a dreamlike glow across the quiet courtyard.
Inside the modest but warm birthing chamber, Lan Xueyao lay against soft cushions, her chest rising and falling gently. Beads of sweat clung to her pale forehead, and her snow-white hair stuck lightly to her cheeks. Her face was pale, but her ice-blue eyes sparkled with relief and joy.
She gazed quietly toward her partner, who stood like a stunned statue beside her.
Xie Tianyan—the once-feared Crimson Dragon Douluo—was utterly still, his arms wrapped around the small bundle of silk in his embrace. The burning intensity in his crimson eyes had shifted, replaced now by something more tender… and far more shaken.
The baby in his arms wasn't crying.
Wasn't even squirming.
He blinked.
Slow. Calm. Composed.
It was as if the boy was judging the world around him already.
> "He... really looks like you," Xueyao said softly, a breathy chuckle escaping her lips.
Tianyan finally moved. His gaze remained fixed on the child's face—white hair like snow, the mirror of his mother… but his eyes—those crimson eyes—burned silently, glowing like slow embers in a deep furnace.
> "Tch…" Tianyan's lips twitched upward. "He even got my smug look."
The faintest curve had formed on the baby's lips.
A barely-there smirk.
Tianyan burst into laughter, loud and unrestrained.
> "Hahaha! This brat! He's already showing attitude!"
He spun on his heel and walked to the open door, letting the cool night wind blow over them both. The warmth of the child contrasted with the crisp moonlight, and yet… it felt perfect.
> "He's strong," Tianyan murmured, voice soft now. "There's power in his blood… but also something deeper. He hasn't cried once. Not from pain, not from fear."
He turned back toward the room, where Lan Xueyao sat watching them, a soft smile blooming on her tired face.
> "Let's name him…"
"…Xie Yulong."
The words settled in the air like a spark finding dry wood.
Xueyao's breath caught, and her eyes shimmered.
> "Yulong… A dragon who commands dragons."
Tianyan grinned.
Inside the child's mind, a wave of realization surged.
He remembered. Everything.
> "That's right… I died. That cliff—damn hiking trails…"
The memories came in flashes. Earth. His old life. Dreams of college, wealth, power, women—everything gone in a flash of loose gravel and a very steep drop.
Then... the womb.
Then… here.
> "I really reincarnated… in the Douluo Continent."
As that realization struck again, his soul quivered with excitement.
> "Tang San? Spirit Hall? Godhood?? I know how everything plays out!!"
But then… it got better.
So much better.
> "My father is a 97-level Fire Dragon Douluo. My mother is a 96-level Ice Dragon Douluo."
> "Tang Hao? Sit down. Your hammer can't beat two dragons!"
A smug wave surged in his soul.
> "With parents like these, I don't even need plot armor. I am the plot."
The excitement was too much. His tiny body twitched inside the swaddling silk, and—
Suddenly, a faint chime echoed through his mind.
> Ding! Life Choices System has successfully bound to host.
Soul resonance complete. Initializing host consciousness…
Welcome, Host. As the first bound soul in this realm, you have triggered the [Super Novice Gift Pack].
Would you like to open it?
He was first stunned then excited.
> "Hehehe… is that even a question?"
"OPEN IT!!"
> Opening Super Novice Gift Pack...
— Innate Full Soul Power (10/10)
— Movement Technique: [Voidstep Mirage]
— Eye Technique: [Dragon Eye ]
— Palm Technique: [Dragon Jade Hand]
— Martial Technique: [Dragon Pulse Circulation Scripture]
— Knowledge Bead: [Complete Herb Encyclopedia]
Needs to crush it to absorb.
> All techniques stored. Bead saved in inventory.
Congratulations, Host. You are destined to stand above all.
He almost actually fainted.
> " Tittle douluo-tier parents… and a system?! I AM INVINCIBLE!"
Meanwhile, outside, Xie Tianyan's face slowly scrunched in suspicion.
> "Why is he so quiet?" he muttered, eyes narrowing. "He hasn't made a sound since he was born."
He turned and walked back to Lan Xueyao, the child still resting in his arms.
> "Honey, something's off. Check his soul power."
Xueyao raised a brow and extended a delicate finger to their son's wrist.
The moment she made contact, her face changed.
Her hand trembled slightly. Her eyes widened.
> "...Tianyan. His soul force… it's full. Completely saturated. At birth!"
Tianyan's jaw dropped.
> "W-Wait. You mean—like 10/10 innate full soul power?!"
> "Yes. And that's not all." Xueyao leaned in closer, her gaze intense. "His energy is clean. Too clean. It's… pure. This isn't just genius talent—this is unnatural."
Tianyan's mouth opened and closed like a fish.
Then he clutched his son tightly, eyes sparkling like firecrackers.
> "My son!! He's a monster!! A talented little monster!!"
> "Calm down, Tianyan!" Xueyao laughed, finally pushing herself up. "He's still just a baby!"
> "No way! I'm calling it now, he is a—peerless genius! Future Limit douluo !!"
Xueyao was speechless.
> "He doesn't even have teeth yet…"
But even she couldn't hide her proud smile as she gazed at their calm, confident child.
And in the arms of two Title Douluo, beneat
h the silver light of the moon, a new destiny had begun.
A boy born with strong background, a system in his soul, and smugness in his smile.
> Xie Yulong.
Now the Douluo Continent would never be the same.