Holy Spirit Village
Winter reigned inside a small, cluttered house with a low ceiling. He had white hair, and his face possessed delicate features that could be considered handsome. However, due to prolonged malnutrition, his body was frail and almost entirely covered with thin, sparse hair. Cold and hunger had left their marks not only on his body, but on his very existence.
The child was sleeping on an old, worn-out bed.
The child's eyelids trembled slightly as he slowly opened his eyes and woke up.
I sighed as I stared at the old ceiling.
It has been nearly six years since I migrated here. Yet every time I close my eyes, I still hope to open them in my former world. Unfortunately, reality is harsh; I must accept that I have truly migrated to the Douluo world.
If you're wondering how I know that I'm in the Douluo world, the answer is simple. It's because of the village's name, Grandpa Jack—whom I owe my survival to—and the village's unsociable hero, Tang San.
In fact, it has been a year since the story began. Tang San was one year older than me. It was around this time last year that he awakened his spirit, and it has now been a full year since he left for Nuoding Academy.
As for me, I only turned six last week, so my spirit has yet to awaken.
At that moment, someone burst inside while shouting from outside.
"Wu Tian, wake up! Do you have any idea what time it is? You're still lying here lazily."
The person who rushed in was none other than Grandpa Jack. In my previous life, just like in this one, I was an orphan.
Wu Tian rubbed his eyes and looked over with a complaining, irritated expression.
"Grandpa Jack, the sun has only just risen. How much earlier can I possibly wake up?"
Grandpa Jack spoke in a gentle yet firm tone:
"Little Wu Tian, if you don't wake up with determination every day and train from morning till night, how can you ever become a great Spirit Master? Look at your senior brother Tang San—he awakened with the Blue Silver Grass spirit and was born with full innate spirit power."
Wu Tian looked at Grandpa Jack with an irritated expression, unable to stop complaining inwardly.
If I were the main character and possessed twin, top-tier spirits, I would also have been born with full innate spirit power.
This comparison was not unique to me. Last year, when it was revealed that Tang San possessed full innate spirit power despite having the so-called "trash" Blue Silver Grass, the villagers attributed it all to the strict training he had undergone since he first learned to walk. As a result, even children whose spirits had yet to awaken were forced into inhumane levels of training.
But how could they possibly know that Tang San had a second spirit? One that was recognised as the finest weapon spirit—the Clear Sky Hammer. Or that the "trash" Blue Silver Grass they looked down upon was, in truth, the greatest plant spirit of all: the Blue Silver Emperor.
However, when it came to Wu Tian himself, his emotions were in complete turmoil. When he migrated to this world, he had arrived with a system by his side. Yet the moment he learned that the system would grant him only one single chance before disappearing, his world came crashing down.
The "chance" the system spoke of was nothing more than a gamble—a game of chance where the probability of winning the grand prize was almost zero.
In addition to that, the system also had a panel that displayed its own status.
[System Panel]
Name: Wu Tian
Title: None
Race: Human
Age: 6
Level: 3.5 (Innate Spirit Power) [Not Awakened]
Spirit: Stone-Skinned Lizard (Peak Low-Tier Spirit – Max. 4 Spirit Power) [Not Awakened]
Luck: 38 (Slightly above average) [Max. 100]
Charisma: 75 (Handsome) [Max. 100]
Potential: 38 → 42 [Max. 100]
Wu Tian couldn't help but look once more at the single chance the system had given him.
Infinite Lottery Gift Box:
Gain the chance to inherit one spirit from among 283 trillion spirits.
Trash Spirit: 90%
Low-Tier Spirit: 5%
Mid-Tier Spirit: 3%
High-Tier Spirit: 1%
Top-Tier Spirit: 0.97%
Super / God-Tier Spirit: 0.02%
This lottery had been with me ever since I migrated to this world and activated the system. However, I never dared to use it, as the probability of drawing a trash spirit was as high as 90%.
At the very least, I now possess a Stone-Skinned Lizard spirit—one that could be considered king-tier among low-level spirits—and my spirit power stands at level 3.5. That means if I train hard enough and my luck holds, I could become a Low-Tier Spirit Ancestor. In places like Nuoding, that alone would be enough for me to be recognised as a lord.
At that moment, Wu Tian was snapped back to reality by a sharp blow to the head from Jack.
"Ah! That hurt!"
Jack spoke in an irritated tone:
"You still dare to be lazy right in front of me? It seems I need to teach you a proper lesson today."
At that moment, Jack raised his cane once again, preparing to strike.
Wu Tian hurriedly lifted his hand to defend himself, trying to grab the cane.
However, the system panel was still open, and this innocent attempt to protect himself accidentally activated the lottery.
At that moment, all of reality froze, as if someone had paused a film. Only Wu Tian was still able to move. Before him stood a wheel that seemed endless, spinning at an unbelievable speed.
Wu Tian's face instantly turned pale. He had never expected to use his one and only chance like this, yet he was unable to cancel the process.
Wu Tian began to pray in desperation.
"Please… please, my God, let it at least be a Mid-Tier spirit. Please."
The wheel slowly began to come to a stop.
Overwhelmed by stress, Wu Tian closed his eyes, preparing himself to accept whatever fate would be revealed.
When the wheel finally came to a complete stop, a card representing his spirit emerged from it.
Wu Tian slowly opened his eyes. The moment he laid eyes upon his new battle spirit, his heart nearly stopped.
The spirit was a colossal nine-headed Chimera—a truly divine existence.
If someone were to ask Wu Tian, "What is destruction?" he would not hesitate to describe the spirit standing before him.
For the spirit before his eyes was none other than Austin Griffin.
Whatttt!