Chapter 1: Transmigration to the Hall of Martial Spirits

Wuhun City.

Severely wounded, Qian Xunji had secluded himself in a secret chamber within the Spirit Hall to recover, yet the injuries he sustained were so grave that his days of healing had yielded little effect.

“Tang Hao!” Qian Xunji spat out the name through gritted teeth, hatred for the man who had dealt him such a blow seething in his very bones.

Just as Qian Xunji was plotting his revenge, a woman of breathtaking beauty and noble bearing entered the chamber, cradling in her arms a piece of orange-red jade the size of a washbasin.

At first, Qian Xunji only frowned slightly at her entrance, but the moment his eyes fell upon the jade she held, he could no longer contain himself.

Through the lustrous surface, one could vaguely make out the silhouette of an infant within the jade. At that moment, Qian Yanyu’s consciousness too was surveying her surroundings through the translucent stone.

She was not truly a newborn—in truth, her soul hailed from a university student in the twenty-first century. She had fallen into the world of Genshin Impact because of Zhongli, and sharing a birthday with him, she considered herself a devoted fan of the Geo Archon. That winter break, a Zhongli rerun coincided with her birthday, and despite her usual bad luck, she was blessed with three five-stars in a ten-pull, achieving full constellations for Zhongli. Another ten-pull brought her a full refinement of his signature weapon.

Yet joy turned to disaster. Overcome with excitement, she toppled over with her chair, struck her head, and blacked out.

When she opened her eyes again, she found herself transmigrated into the world of Douluo Dalu, reborn as an infant—and not just any infant, but the twin sister of Qian Renxue.

Bibi Dong harbored deep hatred for Qian Xunji, viewing both daughters as a source of shame and intent on killing them. In the original timeline, a smile from Qian Renxue softened Bibi Dong’s resolve, sparing her life; this time, though the presence of another twin was a variable, events unfolded much the same.

Her luck, however, seemed ill-fated. While her elder sister Qian Renxue escaped harm, she herself was wounded by a stray thread of spirit power from Bibi Dong, whose momentary lapse of control during her hesitation allowed a trace of energy to seep out.

Though it was but a wisp of spirit power, a newborn is fragile, and the force nearly claimed her life. At the most critical moment, a system descended, saving her by the narrowest of margins.

But the system itself was badly damaged, barely able to sustain itself, let alone aid her. After a few weak chirps, it fell silent, leaving behind only a cluster of primordial energy.

Desperate to survive, she fused her soul with this source, transforming into a cocoon of orange-red jade that enveloped her, absorbing the power transmitted by Qian Daoliu and the others. It took nine years before she finally recovered.

That was why, though Qian Yanyu and Qian Renxue were born together, nine years had passed and while Qian Renxue was already nine, Qian Yanyu remained an infant.

Because of this, Qian Yanyu’s feelings toward Bibi Dong were deeply conflicted. She had nearly lost her life, sealing herself away for nine years, yet Bibi Dong was, after all, her mother in this world.

“Bibi Dong, hand Yuer over to me! Whatever you have against me, direct it at me—just don’t harm Yuer!” Qian Xunji pleaded, his face drawn tight with anxiety as Bibi Dong approached, terrified she would harm their daughter.

After the incident nine years ago that left Yuer gravely wounded, Qian Xunji had taken both Yuer and Xiaoxue to the worship hall, forbidding Bibi Dong from seeing them. He never imagined that she would seize the chance, while he was away at the Clear Sky Sect, to take Yuer from her sanctuary.

Hearing Qian Xunji’s words, the soul within the jade, Qian Yanyu, felt a surge of emotion. Qian Xunji might not be a good man, but he was certainly a good father.

In her previous life, she had been an orphan, never knowing the warmth of family. In this life she had parents, a grandfather, and a sister. Though her mother did not love her, her father and grandfather cherished her dearly. This hard-won family affection was something she was determined to protect.

In that moment, Qian Yanyu made a momentous decision in her heart.

“After nine long years, this little girl finally recovers—what a struggle it must have been…” Bibi Dong stood before Qian Xunji, a strange smile playing on her lips.

Qian Xunji’s heart lurched in fear, worried Bibi Dong would suddenly lose her mind. He pressed her anxiously: “Give Yuer to me, now!”

Bibi Dong’s lips curled in a mocking smile. “That won’t do, Teacher. After all, you can hardly protect yourself now! But rest assured, I’ll send your beloved little daughter to accompany you in the afterlife—you won’t have to be lonely!”

Qian Yanyu: “!!!”

Shocked! Bibi Dong really had lost her mind—not only was she about to kill her father, she intended to deal with her as well!

As sharp spider legs slowly emerged from behind Bibi Dong, Qian Xunji stared in disbelief. “Bibi Dong, Yuer is your own flesh and blood! Nine years ago you already hurt her, and now after all her struggle to recover and break free, you would still ruthlessly harm her again?”

He had anticipated Bibi Dong might try to kill him, but in this moment, his only concern was for his daughter’s safety.

Bibi Dong’s eyes flashed, her grip on the jade tightening. Though her words were fierce, they were meant only to unnerve Qian Xunji. No matter how much she despised her daughters, she would never truly kill them. The tragedy nine years ago had been a dreadful accident, one for which she felt lingering guilt toward her youngest daughter.

After a moment, Bibi Dong sneered as she advanced on Qian Xunji: “You’re right—Yuer is my daughter, and with me as her mother, she has no need for a beast of a father!”

At this, Qian Xunji actually felt a measure of relief. As long as pitiful Yuer was unharmed, he could accept whatever fate awaited him.

But facing Bibi Dong, brimming with murderous intent, Qian Xunji resolved not to meet his end so passively. His mind raced for a means of escape.

“I have endured for years—today I shall return every ounce of pain you inflicted upon me!” With a cruel smile, Bibi Dong’s eight spider legs lashed out at Qian Xunji.

Just then, the jade in her arms suddenly flew from her grasp, erupting in a brilliant golden light. The radiance blocked Bibi Dong’s spider legs, halting their advance.

“Whew, just in time!” Qian Yanyu, controlling the remnant energy left by the system, unleashed a wave of life-giving power.

Bathed in this intense aura of vitality, Qian Xunji’s wounds began to heal at a miraculous pace.

Never could Qian Xunji have imagined that the one to save him in the end would be the youngest daughter who had been forced to seal herself away the moment she was born.

Feeling his wounds rapidly knit together, Qian Xunji was filled with disbelief. His little Yuer, so small and fragile, could already display such extraordinary power. Once she awakened her martial soul, she would surely be a genius unseen in ten thousand years.

At that moment, Bibi Dong was incensed. She had never expected it would be her own daughter, for whom she felt so much guilt, who would stop her from killing Qian Xunji.

“Well, well, well! As expected of a daughter of the Qian family—already siding with your father from such a young age!”

Bibi Dong’s gaze turned ferocious. Without hesitation, she poured in more power, determined to pierce through the golden radiance.

As she unleashed her full strength, Qian Yanyu instantly felt the strain, and the luster on the jade’s surface dimmed in an instant.