The Douluo Continent, southwest of the Heaven Dou Empire, Nuoding Province, Holy Spirit Village.
The morning mist enveloped 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 serene in the faint morning light.
At the hilltop, on a smooth rock damp with dew, a thin, small figure sat cross-legged in the Five Hearts Facing Heaven posture.
His name was Tang San, and he was only six years old, yet his tender face was set with a pair of deep and focused eyes that were completely mismatched with his age.
He faced the gradually brightening pale white horizon in the east, each of his breaths long and rhythmic.
If a master well-versed in internal martial arts were here, they would certainly be astonished by the faint but pure internal breath within this child's body, which was slowly flowing along specific meridians--this was precisely the Mysterious Heaven Skill, the supreme technique from his past life in the Tang Sect.
Just last night, the bottleneck that had troubled him for so long had suddenly cleared. A current of air, much stronger and warmer than before, surged through a key acupoint, marking the successful mastery of the first tier of the Mysterious Heaven Skill!
Suddenly, his closed eyelids twitched violently, and then he snapped them open. The moment his dark pupils opened, a very faint purple tint seemed to flash across them.
He stared fixedly at the eastern sky. At the edge of the pale white horizon, a sliver of purple vapor, so subtle it was almost imperceptible, flashed by at a speed indiscernible to the naked eye.
"The purple qi comes from the east, caught it!"
Tang San shouted inwardly. Operating the method of the Purple Demon Eye with all his might, he greedily captured and refined that thin wisp of the essence of heaven and earth.
This was his daily compulsory cultivation, and it was also the cornerstone that connected his past and present, maintaining the soul imprint of "Tang San of the Tang Sect."
Completing his cultivation of the Purple Demon Eye, he let out a long breath, his white breath condensing into a cloud of mist in the cool air.
Just as he was preparing to stand up, stretch his muscles, and practice the Ghost Shadow Perplexing Step--
[Ding! Detected host's life energy level breakthrough. Core cultivation method 'Mysterious Heaven Skill' has stably entered the first tier.]
[Conditions met, energy resonance complete. 'Life Simulator' system loading complete! Soul binding procedure initiated... Binding successful!]
This voice did not enter through his ears; instead, it felt as if it were 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?!"
Every hair on Tang San's body stood on end at this moment! Like a startled young beast, he lunged up from the rock, his body instinctively crouching low, adopting the stance best suited for exerting force and evading.
His gaze was like lightning, swiftly and alertly scanning every corner of the hilltop--sparse bushes, exposed rocks, dew-drenched grass... there was absolutely no one!
Cold sweat instantly soaked the coarse cloth clothes on his back.
With his perception as an elite of the Tang Sect in his past life, he was completely unable to detect the source of this voice!
Was it transmitting sound directly into his ears? No, even sound transmission left some trace to follow, but this voice felt as if it had grown directly out of his own thoughts!
[Host, the system exists deep within your sea of consciousness, requiring no external medium.] The mechanical voice rang out again, responding precisely to the shock in his heart.
"The sea of consciousness? A coward hiding their head but showing their tail, get out of here!"
Tang San snapped in his mind. The Mysterious Heaven Skill internal energy within his body surged at an unprecedented speed, condensing into his palms. The moment he discovered any abnormality, he would launch a thunderous strike.
"What on earth are you? Why have you invaded my body? Come out!"
His voice carried a hint of a child's tremor that he himself hadn't noticed, but more than that, it held the resoluteness 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, aiming to assist the host in making optimal choices, avoiding potential risks, and maximizing growth potential.]
[Supplementary Information: The host's soul transmigrating to this plane was a space-time leap completed under the protection of the system's energy. According to the underlying protocol, every selected and qualified transmigrator individual will be equipped with an exclusive auxiliary system to help adapt to the rules of the new plane.]
"Transmigration... you did that?"
Tang San's heart felt as if it were gripped by an invisible hand, and his breath hitched. This was the absolute secret buried deepest within his soul, one that he hadn't revealed even a fraction of to his father, Tang Hao!
However, 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 bizarre voice.
"Why me? What is your purpose... or the purpose of the existence behind you?"
[System behavior follows a set rule library and has no independent will. Selecting the host is the result of rule calculations, complying with the principle of optimal fit. The core purpose of the system is 'assistance,' with no additional attached conditions.]
[Status Scan: Detected that the intensity of the 'Mysterious Heaven Skill' internal energy in the host's body is equivalent to the critical standard of the tenth rank of the 'Soul Power' energy system of this plane. Conditions for initiating the first 'Life Simulation' are met.]
[Resource Allocation: Gifted initial simulation attempts, count: 2.]
[Inquiry: Would the host like to start the first life simulation immediately?]
"Tenth rank soul power? Internal energy equivalent to the first tier of my Mysterious Heaven Skill?"
Tang San frowned deeply, keenly capturing this crucial piece of information. He looked down at his tender hands, which nevertheless contained internal energy.
"Soul power... is that the name of the energy in this world? Rank... is the standard of measurement? Tenth rank sounds like a threshold."
The system had equated his most familiar "Mysterious Heaven Skill internal energy" with the unfamiliar "Soul Power" system of this world, and it had accurately pointed out his newly broken-through state.
Although he didn't understand a single word of the other things this so-called system said, based on this point alone, he couldn't help but believe the system's words a bit more.
At least, it could indeed perceive certain true conditions inside his body.
Is it a blessing? Is it a curse?
The fear brought by the massive unknown and the intense temptation of catching a glimpse of his destiny's trajectory fought fiercely in his heart.
He was cautious and suspicious by nature, but the ability displayed by this "system" and its claimed role of "assistance" made it impossible for him to completely ignore it.
He stood silently on the spot, the mountain wind brushing past the fine black hair on his forehead, revealing eyes full of struggle and contemplation. After a long while, he took a deep breath of the cold air, as if he had made some sort of decision.
His consciousness sank into his mind, focusing on the option that had clearly surfaced, seemingly composed of light.
"...Yes." He finally muttered in his mind, choosing to confirm. "Start the 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 crucial step for him to uncover the mystery of his own transmigration, and even to survive better in this world.
At the same time, in a distant place, in a corner of a city crowded with a mix of people, inside a dilapidated shack with bare walls that barely provided shelter from the wind and rain.
A young man in ragged clothes, his face bearing the marks of long-term malnutrition and hardships of life, slowly opened his eyes.
His eyes were extraordinarily clear, completely mismatched with his wretched appearance, and a kind of cold fire seemed to burn deep within his pupils.
He "looked" at the floating interface of the [Turning Fiction into Reality System] in his mind, which only he could perceive.
At the top of the interface, in the column representing Faith Points, the number twitched slightly--[Faith: 100].