Douluo Continent, Southwest of the Heaven Dou Empire, Fasinuo Province, Saint Spirit Village.
The early morning mist shrouded the sleeping village like a light veil, and the air was filled with the moist scent of earth and green grass.
The small hill outside the village, barely a hundred meters high, appeared exceptionally tranquil in the faint morning light.
At the summit, on a flat rock dampened by dew, a thin and small figure sat cross-legged in the Five Hearts Toward Heaven posture.
His name was Tang San, only six years old, yet set within his tender face was a pair of deep, focused eyes that were completely mismatched with his age.
He faced the gradually brightening white of the eastern horizon, every breath long and rhythmic.
If a master of internal martial arts were present, they would surely be astonished by the faint yet pure internal breath within this child's body, slowly circulating along specific meridians—this was precisely the supreme technique from his past life in the Tang Sect, the Mysterious Heaven Skill.
Just last night, the bottleneck that had troubled him for so long suddenly cleared. A flow of air, stronger and warmer than before, surged through a key acupoint, marking the completion of the first level of the Mysterious Heaven Skill!
Suddenly, his closed eyelids twitched violently and then snapped open. In the instant his dark pupils opened, a faint trace of purple seemed to flicker across them.
He stared fixedly at the eastern horizon. At the edge of the brightening sky, a tiny, almost imperceptible purple current of air flashed and vanished at a speed difficult for the naked eye to track.
"Purple Qi from the East, caught it!"
Tang San shouted inwardly, the technique of the Purple Demon Eye operating at full power as he greedily captured and refined that thin wisp of heaven and earth essence.
This was his daily mandatory cultivation, and also the cornerstone that linked his past and present, maintaining the soul imprint of 'Tang San of the Tang Sect'.
Completing the cultivation of the Purple Demon Eye, he let out a long sigh of relief, the white water vapor condensing into a cloud of mist in the cool air.
Just as he was preparing to get up and stretch his muscles to practice the Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track—
[Ding! Detected a leap in the host's life energy level. The core cultivation technique 'Mysterious Heaven Skill' has stably entered the first level.]
[Conditions met, energy resonance complete. 'life simulator' system loading finished! Soul binding process initiated... Binding successful!]
This voice did not enter through his ears, but was generated directly within his own mind!
Cold, mechanical, and devoid of any emotion, every word was crystal clear, carrying a sense of unquestionable authority.
"Who?!"
At that moment, every hair on Tang San's body stood on end! Like a startled young beast, he lunged up from the rock, his body instinctively crouching low, assuming a posture best suited for exerting force and dodging.
His gaze was like lightning, swiftly and alertly scanning every inch of the summit—sparse shrubs, exposed rocks, dew-covered grass... no one was there!
Cold sweat instantly soaked the coarse cloth shirt on his back.
With his perception as a Tang Sect elite from his past life, he was completely unable to detect the source of this voice!
Was it Secret Sound Transmission? No, secret transmission still left traces to follow; this voice felt like it had grown out of his own thoughts!
[Host, the system exists in the depths of your Sea of Consciousness; no external medium is required.] The mechanical voice rang out again, accurately responding to the shock in his heart.
"Sea of Consciousness? You who hide your head and show your tail, get out here!"
Tang San shouted coldly in his mind. The Mysterious Heaven Skill internal power within his body surged at an unprecedented speed, condensing in his palms; the moment any anomaly was discovered, he would launch a thunderous strike.
"Exactly what kind of thing are you? Why have you invaded my body? Come out!"
His voice carried a hint of trembling belonging to a child that even he didn't notice, but more than that, it held the decisiveness and cold severity of a Tang Sect disciple facing an unknown threat.
[Definition: This system is the 'life simulator.' Its core function is to construct virtual deduction models to display the life trajectories the host might lead under different decision nodes, aimed at assisting the host in making optimal choices, avoiding potential risks, and maximizing growth potential.]
[Supplementary Information: The host's soul transmigration to this plane was a space-time leap completed under the protection of system energy. According to the underlying protocol, every selected qualified transmigrator individual will be equipped with an exclusive auxiliary system to assist in adapting to the rules of the new plane.]
"Transmigration... you did it?"
Tang San's heart felt as if it were gripped by an invisible hand, and his breath hitched. This was the absolute secret buried in the deepest part of his soul, which he hadn't revealed even a bit to his father, Tang Hao!
But Tang San was Tang San after all. He quickly adjusted his emotions, forcing himself to calm down, attempting to fish for more information from this eerie voice.
"Why me? You... or the existence behind you, what is the purpose?"
[System behavior follows a set rule library and has no independent will. Selecting the host is the result of rule calculations, conforming to the principle of optimal adaptation. The system's core purpose is 'assistance,' with no additional conditions.]
[Status Scan: Detected that the intensity of the 'Mysterious Heaven Skill' internal power in the host's body has reached the threshold of Level 10 in this plane's energy system, 'spirit power.' Conditions for starting the initial 'Life Simulation' are met.]
[Resource Allocation: Granting initial simulation attempts. Count: 2.]
[Inquiry: Does the host wish to immediately begin the first Life Simulation?]
"Level 10 spirit power? Equivalent to the internal power of my first level of Mysterious Heaven Skill?"
Tang San's brow furrowed as he keenly caught this key piece of information. He looked down at his small hands, which nevertheless contained internal power.
"spirit power... is that the name of the energy in this world? Levels... are the measurement standard? Level 10 sounds like a threshold."
The system had equated the "Mysterious Heaven Skill internal power" he was most familiar with to the unfamiliar "spirit power" system of this world, and had accurately pointed out his state of having just broken through.
Although he didn't understand a single other word this thing called a system said, this point alone forced him to believe the system's words a little more.
At the very least, it could indeed perceive certain truths within his body.
A blessing? Or a curse?
The fear brought by the massive unknown and the strong temptation of glimpsing the trajectory of fate warred fiercely in his heart.
He was naturally cautious and suspicious, but the power displayed by this "system" and its claimed role of "assistance" made it impossible for him to completely ignore it.
He stood silently in place, the mountain wind brushing the fine black hair on his forehead, revealing eyes filled with struggle and thought. After a long while, he took a deep breath of the cool air, as if having made some kind of decision.
His consciousness sank into his mind, focusing on the clearly emerging option that seemed to be composed of light.
"...Yes." He finally murmured in his heart, choosing to confirm. "Start simulation!"
He needed information, he needed to understand how this "system" operated, and even more, he needed to know what this so-called "Life Simulation" could actually reveal.
This might be a key step in uncovering the mystery of his own transmigration, and even in surviving better in this world.
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Meanwhile, in a distant place, in a corner of a city crowded with all sorts of people, inside a dilapidated small house with bare walls that could barely provide shelter from the wind and rain.
A young man in rags, his face marked by long-term malnutrition and the hardships of life, slowly opened his eyes.
His gaze was exceptionally clear, completely out of place with his destitute appearance; deep in his eyes, some kind of cold flame seemed to be burning.
He "looked" at the floating interface in his mind that only he could perceive, the [Refining Falsehood into Reality System].
At the top of the interface, in the column representing faith power points, the number flickered slightly—[Faith Power: 100].