Chapter 4 – The Unseen Schemer
The grand halls of Spirit Hall stood tall and imposing, an embodiment of power that ruled over the Douluo Continent. The sheer weight of its influence was unquestionable, yet within its sacred grounds, something far more significant than any political struggle was brewing—a shift that none could foresee, yet all would soon feel.
Zhen Wuji, resting within his personal chamber, had spent the past few years slowly unraveling the truths of this world. He was no ordinary child, and he knew it. His reincarnation had granted him a wealth of knowledge, and more importantly, power—power that was growing by the day.
As he stared into the mirror, his reflection revealed an appearance even more flawless than he expected. The silver-white hair, the striking blue eyes that gleamed with wisdom far beyond his age, and the aura of confidence he exuded—everything about him was different. He had already noticed that even among the elders of Spirit Hall, his presence demanded attention, whether they liked it or not.
But his true strength lay beyond mere appearances.
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Unlocking the Truth of the Infinity Symbol
The ♾️ Infinity Symbol on his palm had intrigued him from the moment he had arrived in this world. It wasn't just an accessory, nor was it simply some divine imprint. Over time, the information about it flowed naturally into his consciousness, as if it had always been a part of him.
"So… it allows me to change its ability depending on the luck I collect?"
It was an absurd concept, but in a world where Spirit Beasts and Title Douluo existed, nothing could be considered too strange. Right now, the symbol's active ability was mind manipulation—limited to individuals weaker than a Super Douluo. It was a terrifying power, one that could bend even the strongest of wills without them realizing it.
But there was more to it.
Luck.
The symbol granted him the ability to extract luck from people and objects of significance. Whether it was a person fated for greatness or an item that carried destiny-altering potential, he could absorb its essence and turn it into a resource.
He clenched his fist.
"This… changes everything."
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A Child in Spirit Hall, A Storm in the Making
Spirit Hall was already stirred by his existence. From the moment Qian Daoliu had taken him in, whispers had spread across the factions. The Grand Worshipper of Spirit Hall, a man who stood at the pinnacle of Douluo Continent, had never shown interest in raising a disciple or taking in an outsider.
Yet, a boy had appeared out of nowhere, and he was willing to raise him?
The Elders were restless. They questioned Qian Daoliu many times, but his response was always the same:
"You do not need to understand. Simply watch."
His son, Qian Xunji, had been less than pleased. While Qian Daoliu held ultimate authority, Qian Xunji was still the Supreme Pontiff, and he didn't enjoy having an unknown factor suddenly enter Spirit Hall's hierarchy.
"Father, you expect me to believe that this child is simply a coincidence?" Qian Xunji had once questioned, his sharp eyes filled with doubt.
Qian Daoliu had only smiled. "Have you ever seen a coincidence that could not be touched by even me?"
There was no rebuttal to that.
However, among all the reactions, the most interesting one had been from Bibi Dong.
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Bibi Dong's Gaze
She had first seen Zhen Wuji from afar. She wasn't particularly interested in children, but when she heard that Qian Daoliu had taken in a boy, she grew curious. It wasn't that she cared about Spirit Hall's future—she had her own pains and struggles—but this… was something unexpected.
She saw a child standing quietly, but unlike most children, he did not seem confused or aimless. His posture was too refined, his gaze too sharp, and when he turned his eyes toward her…
For the first time in a long while, Bibi Dong felt uneasy.
Those eyes, so bright yet so unfathomable, seemed to pierce through everything about her.
"Who… is this boy?"
It was the first time in years she had genuinely felt interested in something outside of her own revenge.
Zhen Wuji, of course, noticed this.
"She will be mine."
It wasn't arrogance. It was a declaration of fact.
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Laying the Foundations – The Plan for Qian Renxue
Zhen Wuji wasn't interested in following anyone's rules. He had decided long ago that he would not submit to fate—he would bend it to his will.
Qian Renxue.
He had learned of her before she was even born. The daughter of Qian Xunji and Bibi Dong. Destined to be the inheritor of the Angel God. A girl who would later become one of the most powerful forces in the world.
She was too dangerous to be left unchecked.
More importantly, she was too valuable to ignore.
If there was one thing Zhen Wuji understood, it was that people were the easiest things to manipulate when they lacked direction. He wouldn't take her as an enemy—he would make her need him.
Qian Daoliu had already decided to raise them together, believing Wuji's presence would help shape her. The fool didn't even realize that he had handed over his most precious treasure to someone who had no intention of being a loyal follower of Spirit Hall.
"Good. Let her grow attached. Let her trust me more than anyone else."
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Testing the Infinity Symbol's First Use
With his new understanding of the Infinity Symbol, Zhen Wuji knew exactly where to use his first free ability.
Bibi Dong.
It was tempting. He could shift her heart away from Tang San's master and onto himself. It would be a perfect play, ensuring Tang San's fate would shift completely, and Spirit Hall's future would be in his hands.
But he knew better.
"Not yet."
If he acted too soon, Bibi Dong's resentment wouldn't be fully utilized. He needed her to fall into true despair first. That way, when he reached out to 'save' her, she wouldn't just accept it—she would cling to him as her only salvation.
"The right moment will come. I just have to wait."
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Shadows of the Future
Zhen Wuji was patient. He had already begun extracting small amounts of luck from various elders and disciples in Spirit Hall. He didn't take too much—just enough to test his control.
He had already seen that Tang Hao's master had heard of his existence. The old man had scoffed, dismissing it as Qian Daoliu's eccentricity.
"Good. Underestimation is always an advantage."
He had no intention of rushing things. His strength wasn't high enough yet. But he was already laying the groundwork for a future where he wouldn't just be the strongest, but the undisputed ruler of destiny itself.
He looked at his reflection once more, a small smirk playing on his lips.
"Spirit Hall will be my playground."
The storm was coming.
And he was the one who would decide its direction.