Douluo Continent: I can overdraft the future in advance

Luo Yun considers himself very lucky.

Although her grades were average in school, her abilities were mediocre after starting work, her appearance was not outstanding, and her family background was not particularly privileged, every step of her life went smoothly – after graduating from an ordinary university, she found an ordinary job, earned an ordinary salary, rented an ordinary house, and lived an ordinary single life.

There was neither great wealth nor great disaster.

He thought it was fine this way.

That afternoon, as he was stretching by the window, he saw an out-of-control truck break through the guardrail and crash straight into the building where he was standing.

"Isn't this the eighteenth floor?"

This was Luo Yun's last thought before he died.

---

Spirit world.

The priest in charge of observing the Douluo world yawned.

The arguing from the neighboring divine council could be heard clearly even through three walls—today, the God of Asura and the God of Destruction were arguing about something, apparently a matter of jurisdiction over a certain plane in the lower realm. The priest picked at his ear, thinking that these lords really had a small argument every three days and a big one every five; he wondered when they would ever settle down for a while.

In that moment of distraction, a beam of light shot out from the dark universe, flying straight towards the Douluo World below, and breaking through the world barrier in the blink of an eye.

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Douluo Continent, Douling Empire, Wuyun City.

Luo Yun suddenly opened his eyes.

"What's going on? How can I still move?"

He struggled to sit up, instinctively touching his chest—no blood, no wound, not even pain. He looked down at his body, stunned.

These are a child's hands.

Small, white, and chubby.

"What's going on?" Luo Yun spread his five fingers, turning them over and over in front of his eyes. "Am I rejuvenated? Or is it...?"

He looked around and found himself lying on a low wooden bed. The room was small and neatly furnished, and everything was completely different from the decorating style he had seen in China.

Luo Yun swallowed hard. "Could it be that I am...?"

Before he could finish speaking, a sharp, intense pain suddenly exploded from the depths of his brain.

"ah--!"

He clutched his head tightly, curled up on the bed, countless fragmented images flashing before his eyes, unfamiliar memories surging in like a tide, violently colliding with Luo Yun's original twenty-eight years of life memories.

After an unknown amount of time, the pain finally subsided.

Luo Yun lay sprawled on the bed, panting heavily, his entire body soaked in sweat.

He stared at the ceiling above him, speechless for a long time.

After receiving the memories of the original owner of this body, Luo Yun had to admit the fact that he had not only transmigrated, but had also transmigrated into the body of a five-year-old child.

And this world is called Douluo Continent.

"Douluo Continent..." Luo Yun murmured, repeating the familiar yet unfamiliar name, "Is that the Douluo Continent with martial spirits, spirit power, spirit beasts, and spirit masters?"

He had followed the novel before, and although he couldn't recall every detail, he knew the general plot and some of the specifics.

"So, I've transmigrated to the Douluo Continent?" Luo Yun slowly sat up, rubbing his still throbbing temples. "And what was the original owner of this body called again?"

He rummaged through his memories.

This body is also named Luo Yun.

The father's name was Luo Xing, a soul tool merchant in Wuyun City. The mother's name was Lin, and she took care of chores at home. The family of three lived a very warm and happy life.

Three days ago, the original owner accidentally fell off the bed, hit his head, and fell unconscious. His parents called a doctor, who said it wasn't anything serious and he just needed a few days of rest. So the original owner lay there until tonight—

Then Luo Yun, a transmigrator, took over his body.

"I'm sorry, young man," Luo Yun silently apologized in his heart. "Rest assured, I will live well for you."

He threw off the covers and got out of bed, his legs still a little weak. He slowly walked to the window, supporting himself against the wall.

Pushing open the window, Luo Yun took a deep breath. The air was filled with the scents of grass, cooking smoke, and an unknown aroma.

"I really time-traveled..."

He was somewhat dazed and confused. As an ordinary 28-year-old office worker, he had never imagined that he would encounter something like this. The transmigration and rebirth stories in novels were always the privileges of the protagonists.

"Oh well, what's done is done." He quickly adjusted his mindset. "Anyway, there's nothing to miss there—no wife, no kids, no house, no car, the only thing I care about is my parents..."

Thinking of this, he felt a pang of sadness.

I don't know how sad my parents will be if they find out I'm dead.

"No, I can't think about this." Luo Yun shook his head vigorously. "Since God has given me a second chance at life, I have to live it well. This world has martial spirits and soul power, maybe I can even cultivate into a soul master—although I was an ordinary person in my previous life, maybe I can achieve something in this life?"

As he was thinking, he heard footsteps coming from the courtyard.

"Yoona? Yoona, you're awake?"

A woman hurried in and, upon seeing Luo Yun standing by the window, her eyes instantly welled up with tears. She rushed over and hugged Luo Yun tightly, her voice trembling with sobs, "My child, you scared me to death! Three days, three whole days without waking up, I thought..."

Luo Yun froze.

This was the first time he had faced the original owner's family since transmigrating.

He hesitated for a moment, then reached out and gently patted the woman's back: "Mom, I'm alright."

The voice was a child's, tender voice, with a touch of babyishness.

Luo Yun himself was stunned for a moment.

The woman released him, cupped his face in her hands, and looked him over from all angles, tears streaming down her face. "It's alright, it's alright... Are you hungry? I'll make you some porridge."

"it is good."

Watching the woman's hurried departure, Luo Yun felt a complex mix of emotions.

He has a new home now.

---

In the days that followed, Luo Yun adapted to life in this era while waiting for the day his martial spirit would awaken.

In the Douluo Continent, children can awaken their Martial Soul at the age of six. This is an opportunity to change their destiny—awakening a good Martial Soul with high innate Soul Power gives them the chance to become a Soul Master. Awakening an ordinary Martial Soul, or even no Soul Power at all, means they can only live as ordinary people.

Luo Yun didn't know what his fate would be.

His father was a businessman with a common lark spirit, possessing only level two innate spirit power and remaining a Grand Soul Master to this day. His mother had no spirit power and was an ordinary person.

Genetically speaking, his martial soul is probably not much better.

"It doesn't matter," Luo Yun said nonchalantly. "Being alive is good enough, what more could I ask for?"

Luo Yun had a relatively peaceful year.

He gradually integrated into the family and truly regarded Luo Xing and Lin Shi as his own parents.

Luo Xing, the father, was a quiet but kind-hearted man who worked hard in his shop every day. Although he was a businessman, he had a good reputation among the neighbors because he was a conscientious boss. The mother, Lin, was gentle and virtuous, kept the house in perfect order, and doted on Luo Yun.

A five-year-old's body, a five-year-old's mind—although his soul is twenty-eight years old, over time, he really does tend to be assimilated.

"It's probably because of this body," Luo Yun would sometimes think. "Hormonal levels are different, so my way of thinking changes too. Anyway, I can't go back, so let it be."

During this time, he also tried to sense the so-called "soul power," but he didn't feel anything. He couldn't understand any of the "meditation" or "cultivation" described in the novels.

"Never mind, let's wait until I awaken."

---

When I was six years old, the day of awakening finally arrived.

The Martial Soul Awakening Ceremony in Wuyun City is held once a year. There is a special organization in the city responsible for awakening Martial Souls, but it costs money, which is unaffordable for families with poor financial conditions. Any child who is six years old or older can participate to test their Martial Soul and innate Soul Power.

Early that morning, Lin dressed Luo Yun in new clothes, and Luo Xing specially closed his shop for a day to accompany his wife and children to awaken their martial spirit.

The place of awakening is in the city center, a three-story building made of bluestone, much more imposing than the surrounding houses. There weren't many people queuing at the entrance; they were all parents with their children.

After waiting in line for about five minutes, it was finally Luo Yun's turn.

"Next."

The staff member in charge of registration didn't even look up, and wrote a few words on a form: "Name, Age".

"Luo Yun, six years old."

The staff member looked up at him, then looked down again: "Go in, it's the first room on the right."

Luo Yun entered the room, where a middle-aged man in a black robe stood. He looked to be in his forties, with a serious face that gave off a sense of oppression.

"Stand in the middle," the middle-aged man said.

Luo Yunyi walked to the center of the room, where a complex circular pattern was carved on the floor.

"Relax your body, close your eyes, and don't think about anything."

Luo Yun did as instructed.

A moment later, he felt a warm power surge into his body from the soles of his feet, slowly flowing through his limbs and bones. The feeling was very comfortable, like soaking in warm water or being enveloped in sunlight.

"You can open your eyes now."

Luo Yun opened his eyes and found the middle-aged man staring at him, his brows furrowing slightly.

"Martial Soul, Ice Sparrow." The middle-aged man's tone was calm. "A common bird-type martial soul, flight-type, with some ice attributes."

He paused for a moment, then continued, "Innate soul power, level three."

Level 3?

Luo Yun was stunned for a moment.

"At level three, if you persist in your cultivation, you should be able to reach the highest level of Soul Master," the middle-aged man said. "But I wonder how long it will take."

His words were blunt, but they were true.

Luo Yun nodded: "Thank you."

The middle-aged man glanced at him with some surprise, seemingly finding the child's calmness somewhat unusual.

"Alright, you can go now." The middle-aged man waved his hand. "Call the next person in."

As they stepped out of the room, Lin and Luo Xing greeted them.

"How is it?" Mrs. Lin asked anxiously.

Luo Yun told the truth.

Lin was visibly saddened, blaming herself, "It's all my fault, I've dragged our son down." Luo Xing, however, was more philosophical, patting his wife's shoulder to comfort her, "It's not so bad, at least he's better than me. Our son has a chance to become a Soul Master in the future. Besides, even if he doesn't become a powerful figure, he can still do business with me."

On the way back, Luo Yun could sense his mother's disappointment. But he himself was quite philosophical about it—level three is level three, so what? At least he still had soul power, which was much better than those who couldn't awaken their soul power at all.

Besides, in the original story, Huo Yuhao's innate soul power was only level one, but he still became a god later on.

Although he didn't have Huo Yuhao's protagonist luck, everyone needs to have something to look forward to.

---

That night, Luo Yun lay in bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

He stared at the ceiling, thinking about what had happened during the day.

Level three soul power, Ice Sparrow Martial Soul. According to the middle-aged man, at most he'd be a three-ring Soul Master in his lifetime. He could swagger around in front of ordinary people, but in front of true powerhouses, he was nothing.

"It's alright," Luo Yun thought. "A Soul Master is fine, at least I'm stronger than an ordinary person. I can find a stable job, get married, have a child, and live a peaceful life—"

Before I could finish speaking, a voice suddenly rang in my mind.

【Ding--】

Luo Yun suddenly sat up.

"Who?"

[The Overdraft Future System is being activated...]

[Host has awakened a martial soul, meeting the system activation requirements]

System activation successful

Welcome to the Overdraft Future System

Luo Yun's eyes widened, and his heart pounded.

system?

Does he really have a system?

[System Description: The host may choose to borrow future time to obtain the cultivation results of the corresponding time period in advance.]

Option 1: Overdraw your future for one year. Cooldown period: three months.

Option 2: Overdraw your future for five years. Cooldown period: one year.

[After selection, the system will simulate future development based on the host's current state and synchronize the results of soul power cultivation to the host's body.]

Luo Yun took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

He quickly processed the information provided by the system.

Mortgaging the future? Simultaneously cultivating progress?

This cheat code... it's pretty impressive.

"Let's give it a try." A thought flashed through his mind. "Money up for the next year."

[Selection Confirmed: Overdrawing the Future for a Year]

[Simulation begins...]

[Simulation complete]

[Synchronization begins——]

A warm energy suddenly surged from within him, flowing through his meridians. The feeling was similar to when he awakened during the day, but stronger and more direct. Luo Yun could clearly feel his soul power increasing; the feeling of being filled with power was unprecedented.

A moment later, the energy dissipated.

[Completed simultaneously]

[Next usable time: Three months later]

Luo Yun sat blankly on the bed, clenching his fist.

He could feel that he had indeed become stronger. The feeling was hard to describe; it was like having been wearing a thick cotton-padded coat all along, and then suddenly taking it off—he felt relaxed and full of power.

"I feel my soul power has increased a lot, it should be level 5 now," Luo Yun murmured. "A year's worth of cultivation, all gone in one go?"

He looked down at his hands. In the moonlight, his small hands seemed no different from before, but he knew that earth-shattering changes had taken place inside his body.

"This system..."

Luo Yun's lips slowly curled up into a smile.

"It seems like it can really change your destiny."