Lin Sheng: Why is someone in my room again?
In the Douluo II, Shrek City.
Blood-red clouds hung low, and the air was filled with the suppressed roar of thunder.
"..."
"Human, what do you mean?"
Ye Guyi stood alone in the void, facing the two strongest figures of this era.
Dragon God Douluo Mu En and Golden-Eyed Black Dragon King Di Tian.
Where is the auspicious Auspicious Beast?
Di Tian's voice was like muffled thunder, causing the space within a radius of several miles to tremble slightly.
Ye Guyi took a deep breath.
She struggled to suppress her fear of the Dragon Might.
Fortunately, Mu En's Soul Power enveloped her, preventing her from being unable to withstand this immense power.
Ye Guyi pondered how to explain.
She knew the diary's ultimate secret couldn't be revealed, yet she still had to find a way to stop the crisis...
She then looked up and stared directly at Di Tian, her voice clear and cold.
"A few days ago, I was unexpectedly swept away by a spatial rift and returned to the Douluo Continent ten thousand years ago."
"There, I not only met the people of that era, but also saw with my own eyes the Emperor Auspicious Beast you spoke of; everything met the requirements."
"She wasn't abducted; like me, she was temporarily transported back in time due to some irresistible dimensional fluctuation. She'll stay there for three days."
She should be back first thing tomorrow morning.
After Ye Guyi finished speaking, Di Tian and Mu En both fell silent...
Time travel? Ten thousand years ago?
A look of extreme astonishment flashed across Mu En's cloudy eyes.
Such a claim sounds like an absurd fabrication to any Soul Master; he has never heard of anyone being able to travel between ancient and modern times at will!
"Absurd!"
Di Tian laughed in extreme anger, his enormous dragon claws appearing and disappearing in the clouds.
"Do you think I would believe such utter nonsense?"
Ye Guyi did not argue, but closed her eyes.
At this moment, all the divine Soul Power in his body erupted without reservation.
"Boom--!"
Within that brilliant golden divine light, a Angel Phantom of an angel with six wings and incomparably holy slowly rose up.
That is a divine, the purest Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul!
Not Holy Angel.
Mu En's body jolted violently, his half-lying posture instantly straightening up, his eyes filled with disbelief.
"This... this is the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul from ten thousand years ago?"
"In this day and age, this bloodline has long since disappeared. Even if there are descendants, they have already degenerated. You..."
Ye Guyi nodded and explained.
"This is where I met my ancestor Qian Renxue in that era, and she personally helped me complete the ultimate evolution of my Martial Soul."
Ye Guyi spoke calmly.
"If I hadn't traversed ten thousand years, how could I possess Six-Winged Angel in this era?"
Di Tian fell silent.
His enormous vertical pupils were fixed on the Angel Phantom.
Mo Fei...
Do spacetime rifts that allow us to travel back in time really exist?
Perhaps this explains why the Auspicious Beast disappeared right under their noses.
"Good."
Di Tian suppressed his killing intent and coldly surveyed Shrek City.
"I will wait until this night. If the Auspicious Beast has not returned by tomorrow's sunrise, I will raze Shrek to the ground and bury this millennia-old empire with it!"
Douluo I time and space, in the Star Dou Great Forest.
"Buzz--!"
Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong slowly opened their eyes, and the fluctuations of their Soul Power had completely subsided.
After absorbing a top-tier Soul Ring.
The two women's demeanor underwent a dramatic change.
Level 43.
Zhu Zhuqing clenched her fist, her fingertips tracing a line through the air, creating a faint black crack!
She had almost perfect control over this spatial power!
I'm level 42 now!
Ning Rongrong jumped up excitedly, the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda behind her shining brightly.
"Not only has my level increased, but my amplification effect is now incredibly powerful!"
Not far away, Qiu'er's six Soul Ring bloomed one after another, with the last deep black Soul Ring radiating a faint Dragon Might.
Level 63, Soul Emperor!
Her current strength might be comparable to that of Soul Saint.
"It's almost time..."
Qiu'er watched the rising sun, she knew her journey in this era was coming to an end.
She looked at Lin Sheng with a hint of reluctance, her tone carrying a touch of slyness.
"Lin Sheng, Di Tian, I'm about to leave this time and space."
"Although I can come back anytime, I'm not sure if many uncontrollable things will happen when I go back this time..."
Lin Sheng chuckled and said softly.
"This time when you go back, you no longer need to worry about your fate. Your fate is in your own hands."
As the first ray of sunlight pierced through the clouds, Qiu'er's figure transformed into countless golden specks of light, gradually dissipating into the void.
"..."
Di Tian and Bi Ji, along with other Ferocious Beast, watched this scene with deep emotion.
"Let's go, we should head back too."
Lin Sheng nodded slightly to Di Tian, and then, with the help of Di Tian's spatial teleportation, returned to the Heaven Dou City, along with Dugu Bo, Zhu Zhuqing, and Ning Rongrong.
Looking around at the familiar bustling city, Dugu Bo still felt a sense of unreality, as if in a dream.
As a Titled Douluo, he had never seen more bizarre things in his entire life than he had in the past three days.
"Lin Sheng, next time I go with you, I'll have to bring some nitroglycerin pills."
Dugu Bo muttered to himself.
Let alone Di Tian, he even felt that he couldn't defeat the weakest Scarlet King... those Ferocious Beast were simply too terrifying.
Then, Dugu Bo got to the point.
"Seriously, if you want to build power, you need people, money, and land—all three are indispensable. Do you have any ideas yet?"
"I don't have any savings anyway!"
Lin Sheng: "..."
Ning Rongrong chuckled as she listened, patting her chest and saying, "Senior Dugu, have you forgotten what my family does? When it comes to fighting, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect probably doesn't even rank first."
"But when it comes to money, no one in the Douluo Continent can make our sect bow down. Lin Sheng, I can go back and talk to my father and ask him to help you."
Lin Sheng shook his head, his gaze deep.
Those aren't urgent.
"Money is secondary. The Soul Tool I want to create are things that can change this era. What I need most right now is a group of absolutely loyal and talented craftsmen and Soul Master."
"These core talents cannot be acquired simply by buying them; we must cultivate them ourselves."
Lin Sheng shrugged.
He knew this wasn't something that could be accomplished in a short time, so he wasn't in a hurry.
"For now, let's go back to the academy and rest... sigh..."
After returning to the Heaven Dou Royal Academy, Lin Sheng went back to his room, intending to rest for a while.
But the moment the door opened...
A cold wind swept by, and Lin Sheng immediately saw a beautiful figure standing by the window. The light was off, and Lin Sheng could not make out her features.
"Could it be Zhu Zhuqing again?"
Lin Sheng guessed thoughtfully, then his pupils suddenly contracted—something was wrong...
Why are these blue and white hair strands...?