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Douluo Continent, the Heaven Dou Empire.
Outside Tiandou City, in a vast estate—
"What?! Dad, what… what kind of nonsense are you talking about?!"
Lin Yu's expression changed sharply as he stared in shock at his father—someone who had always seemed like a simple, honest, retired old noble. But now, he was revealing that he was actually a spy directly serving Qian Daoliu, the Grand Elder of the Spirit Hall.
Lin Zhan, Lin Yu's father, was a marquis of the Heaven Dou Empire. He had earned his noble title in a border city named Chengyang. His martial spirit—the Emerald Devil Bird—was a forest assassin. With a cultivation rank of 75, he was considered a first-rate expert even among Spirit Saints.
No one would have imagined that a rising star of the Heaven Dou Empire was, in fact, an undercover agent for the Spirit Hall.
Seeing his son's frightened expression, Lin Zhan smiled calmly.
"That's right. This is my greatest secret. I originally planned to wait until you came of age before telling you, but plans never keep up with changes. The reason I'm telling you now is because the Grand Elder activated the hidden agent I've kept dormant for thirty years—just yesterday."
Upon hearing this, a flicker of complicated emotion flashed in the eyes of six-year-old Lin Yu.
He had once been an ordinary orphan hoping to get into college and find a decent job. Unfortunately, his degree was useless. He hadn't graduated from a prestigious university; society considered him worth very little. During his internship, he worked intense overtime, burned out, and died suddenly.
What he never expected was that after his sudden death, he would transmigrate into the world of Douluo Continent, a novel he had read during his teenage years.
In this second life, Lin Yu was no longer the lonely, unfortunate person he used to be. He was raised in a cheerful noble family.
Although years had passed, Lin Yu still remembered the general plot. At first, he planned to "invest" in Tang San—not to become a god himself, but simply to live safely for the next few decades.
But he never expected his own family to have such a complicated background—his parents were spies hidden within the Heaven Dou Empire for the Spirit Hall! With a background like this, he was basically walking toward certain death in the future.
A plan that had been prepared for years was shattered the moment Lin Zhan revealed his true identity.
After a moment, Lin Yu asked in a low voice, "Does Mom know about this?"
Lin Zhan nodded firmly, then smiled and ruffled Lin Yu's hair.
"Of course she knows. Ruo'er is also from the Spirit Hall, but she belongs to the Pope's Palace, so she and I serve different branches."
Lin Yu froze. Then, in a noticeably emotionless tone, he asked,
"I see. But… why tell me all this, Father?"
He had never expected any of this from the family he thought was just an ordinary marquis household. In reality, his parents had been secretly involved in something much bigger.
Lin Zhan stood up, tapped Lin Yu's shoulder, and smiled.
"It's nothing complicated. You're about to awaken your martial spirit. I just wanted to prepare you mentally."
No one knows a son better than his father, and Lin Zhan naturally understood his child well.
Unlike other children his age, Lin Yu was exceptionally mature, diligent, and eager to learn. He had finished all his martial awakening training seriously.
Lin Zhan could see his son's ambition, but he also knew that, as undercover agents, he and his wife might be abandoned by the Spirit Hall someday.
Before that day came, he was determined to pave a path for his son within the Spirit Hall.
And why the Spirit Hall instead of the Heaven Dou Empire? As someone personally chosen by the Grand Elder, how could he not know which side had the brighter future?
While Lin Zhan planned his son's future, Lin Yu—still reeling from the truth—finally gathered his thoughts.
First of all, both his parents belonged to the Spirit Hall, just different factions.
As their child, he naturally carried the Spirit Hall's mark from birth; his allegiance wasn't something he could choose.
What's more, his father said that the Grand Elder had called upon him for the first time in thirty years—clearly, something huge was happening.
The Spirit Hall could mobilize countless resources. Whatever was coming had to be earth-shaking.
Considering everything he knew about Tiandou City, and the fact that Pope Qian Xunji had died just a year ago, Lin Yu could vaguely guess what the Spirit Hall was preparing for.
A wave of mixed emotions washed over him.
So he was involved in it all…
He never imagined such a coincidence.
But some things are simply unavoidable; all one can do is face them and leave the rest to fate.
Led by Lin Zhan, father and son walked through the dense forest behind the estate until they reached a mountain ridge.
Because this area was close to human settlements, there were few spirit beasts—only some under-hundred-year ones or small wild animals.
Though lacking resources, it was quiet. They hadn't walked far before they saw an elderly man sitting on a boulder—wearing a bamboo hat, tall and thin as a spear, with gray hair.
The moment Lin Zhan saw him, he quickly pushed Lin Yu's head down, bowed respectfully, and said:
"Lin Zhan of the Dark Legion, together with my son Lin Yu, greets Your Majesty, Serpent Spear!"
The fact that this old man could be addressed as "Your Majesty" meant he was a Titled Douluo.
Serpent Spear—real name Shi Lang—was only Rank 91, but his title was well-earned.
Shi Lang didn't speak at first. He slowly opened his eyes and said coldly:
"You already know everything. The Grand Elder knows it wasn't easy for you to stay hidden in Tiandou for thirty years. He's agreed to your request. As long as your son's spirit power reaches rank five or higher, he may apprentice under any Elder except the Grand Elder himself."
"Yes! Thank you, Your Majesty! Please begin!"
Lin Zhan was ecstatic. Thirty difficult years of hiding had finally paid off.
Without a word, Shi Lang casually tossed out a set of martial awakening crystals, letting them land beside Lin Yu.
He infused a trace of spirit power into one, and it began spinning and glowing softly.
"Place your hand here."
Following Shi Lang's order, Lin Yu nervously pressed his right palm onto the floating crystal ball.
A tiny green-blue winged bird appeared in his hand—the Emerald Devil Bird.
Unlike Lin Zhan's, the wings of Lin Yu's Emerald Devil Bird were noticeably half-split.
Shi Lang dismissed it as a minor mutation and paid it no mind. Lin Zhan, watching closely, let out a breath of relief.
His own martial spirit had mutated from an ordinary sparrow, and he feared his son might inherit something weak as well.
If that had happened… he truly wouldn't have known where to cry.
When Lin Yu saw his awakened spirit, he realized something incredible.
The bird in his hand was not a normal Emerald Bird—it naturally possessed an incredibly rare ability: evolution.
A Spirit Master could absorb up to nine spirit rings in their lifetime to reach the rank of Titled Douluo.
As long as Lin Yu absorbed even one spirit ring, he could enhance the quality of his martial spirit. If he reached Titled Douluo, he could evolve it nine times.
Nine full evolutions—no wonder Lin Yu was overjoyed. But his mature mindset told him to stay calm and hide his strength.
So he kept quiet, only letting hints of excitement show here and there.
"Not bad," Shi Lang said. "Since it's the Emerald Devil Bird, its spirit power shouldn't be too low. But we still need to test it."
A crystal for testing innate spirit power floated before Lin Yu.
He placed his hand on it without hesitation.
The crystal erupted in brilliant light, stunning Shi Lang.
"Innate Spirit Power—Rank Nine. Not bad at all."
The Spirit Hall was filled with geniuses and strong individuals. Even someone with full innate spirit power was merely "talented" there.
Talent was only one factor—battle was deadly. No one cared about your genius when killing you.
Having talent was good, but if you couldn't become a first-rate master, even the greatest talent was useless.
Spirit Hall, the Three Upper Sects—none of them suppressed geniuses. With enough resources, they'd take in every talent above rank seven.
Rank seven was the threshold separating geniuses from ordinary people.
Shi Lang, now in a good mood, looked at Lin Yu and said:
"Kid, you've got talent. Your father spent thirty years earning the chance for you to become an honorary disciple, but that title doesn't mean much. Since your parents are here, you can't go to Spirit City. At best, you'll get more resources."
"But if you're willing to stay here, I can arrange a better future for you. What do you say?"
"Thank you, Your Majesty. Lin Yu is willing and humbly asks for your guidance!"
With his sharp mind, Lin Yu chose to stay in Tiandou City. Spirit City was full of powerful figures—too dangerous for someone with no foundation.
But staying here, with a powerful backer and more opportunities, was the wiser choice.
His decisiveness surprised both Shi Lang and Lin Zhan, but Shi Lang seemed pleased.
"Good. You're a sensible boy. I'll have your father handle the arrangements. Lin Zhan—make sure everything in the Hunting Grounds is prepared."