Unlike those stories he had read online, there was no goddess, no cheat system, no benevolent god granting him wishes. There was only hunger, loneliness, and a life starting from zero. He was an orphan.
At first, he had believed all his luck had been consumed in his previous life.Until the day he awakened his Martial Soul — a Qilin.A mythical beast revered even on Earth. In this world, it was a legendary God-Beast martial soul. His innate full soul power had shocked the soul master who had awakened his martial soul. From that moment, his path was destined to be extraordinary.
Still, Jun Wuhen wasn't one to act like a child despite his age. His soul and mind belonged to an adult, one who had already lived through success, vanity, and disillusionment.So, while other children laughed and played, he stood apart — quiet, cold, and distant.Ironically, his indifference only drew others closer, especially girls curious about the calm, handsome boy with eyes like still water.
'It's troublesome,' he thought. 'Children… easily fascinated by appearances.'
His gaze wandered briefly to Hu Liena, who sat two rows ahead, listening earnestly to the teacher. She was talented, and her 'Charming Fox' martial soul gave her an alluring aura even at this age.
'She's not bad, but she's still too young. I prefer mature beauties'A faint smile curved his lips. 'Besides, there are true beauties in this world.'
He leaned his chin against his hand, letting his thoughts drift.'Bibi Dong… the Pope of Spirit Hall. I've only seen her from afar once, but even that was enough. That kind of beauty is irresistible. And then there's her daughter… Qian Renxue.'
The name surfaced in his mind like a spark.'If the Douluo Dalu novel I read on Earth are accurate, she's both radiant and tragic. I wonder—what kind of person is she truly? …'
His fingers tapped lightly against the desk.'If this timeline is correct… then Tang San should awaken his martial soul soon. That means the main story is about to begin.'
While Jun Wuhen was lost in thought about the timeline, his gaze unconsciously drifted across the classroom and stopped for a moment on Chu Yue.
She sat gracefully near the back, her posture perfect, a faint smile on her lips as she listened to the lecture — or at least pretended to. Her silvery-grey hair, tied loosely behind her, shimmered faintly under the sunlight that slipped through the window. Long lashes framed her half-lidded eyes, and her delicate fingers tapped lightly on her desk, keeping rhythm with some unheard melody. There was a quiet elegance about her, as if she didn't quite belong in this noisy classroom.
He returned his gaze to the window, but Chu Yue's lips curved ever so slightly when she caught that fleeting glance. Her eyes narrowed — calm, yet filled with a deep, simmering disdain.
She turned her head slightly, pretending to follow the teacher's words, but inside her mind, emotions stirred like a storm.
'It's funny, isn't it? Of all the countless souls on Earth, it had to be you who followed me here… or perhaps, I followed you.'
Her expression didn't change, but her grip on the quill pen tightened slightly, knuckles pale.
'You haven't changed at all. That same cold arrogance, that same confident charm that drew everyone in. On Earth, you were the golden boy — perfect grades, perfect face, perfect lies.'
Memories flooded her — the college auditorium, the music practice rooms filled with piano and violin echoes, the soft laughter shared between two people. And then the betrayal.
' Before you had come into the prestigious music classes , I was the best musician student. I don't care if you are better than me, but you pursued me relentlessly to become your girlfriend. But....'
'You played me, Jun Wuhen. You said you loved me… and then discarded me..'
A bitter chuckle formed silently in her throat.'You don't even realize, do you? After 2 years of break up you didn't even recognize me who grabbed your hand that night in front of the speeding truck. I wanted to die — but if fate had to take me, I wanted to take you too. So that even in death, you wouldn't forget me.'
Her eyes turned toward Jun Wuhen again. He was still gazing outside, oblivious to the storm brewing just a few desks away.
'And now… here we are again. In a new world. You, the shining prodigy with your "god-beast" martial soul, and me — the quiet harpist reborn with the same gift for sound and emotion.'
She smiled faintly, the corners of her lips curving into something deceptively gentle.'But this time, Jun Wuhen… you won't be the one in control.'
For a moment, her— a ripple of killing intent hidden beneath her calm demeanor.
Chu Yue's gaze softened instantly, her face returning to its usual placid mask.'Patience,' she thought. 'This is not Earth. This is a world ruled by strength and soul power. I won't rush this. When the time comes, you'll understand what it means to lose everything — just like I did.'
Jun Wuhen, completely unaware of the silent vow cast in his direction, leaned back in his chair, his thoughts still revolving around timelines and destiny.'If Tang San awakens next year, then I still have time to prepare. Perhaps, Pope Bibi Dong might notice my talent soon enough, but I have to be cautious because as per the original storyline she would be a mad person.'
'However the timeline feels a bit off, I don't think I recall reading about the soul beast tide in the novel. And there seemed to be a senior named who had 1000 year soul ring as his second soul ring. I believe he might be a reincarnator like me.'
Meanwhile, two reincarnated souls sat in the same classroom — one unaware of the shadow of his past, and the other quietly plotting how to make him pay for it.
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Author Notes: Chu Yue does not have the knowledge of Douluo Dalu.