Transmigrating Into Douluo, I Awaken a Four-Leaf Clover

Under the old locust tree outside Holy Soul Village, Lin Yue stared at the clover that had suddenly sprouted in his palm. A faint warmth still lingered on his fingertips. He had transmigrated to this world six years ago, and after moving from bewilderment to calm, he was now simply waiting for Martial Soul Awakening at the age of six. In this world called Douluo Dalu, everything revolved around the so-called “Martial Souls” and “soul power.”