My Name Is Lu Wu

"Tang San, what happened?"

The God of Destruction wore a purple cloak that shrouded his head, revealing only two faintly flickering red glows. As the one most concerned with the God Realm, he had been the first to rush to the God Realm Central Hub after sensing the disturbance outside.

The other three God Kings followed close behind, arriving at the God Realm Central Hub as well, wanting to know what had happened.

"I'm not sure either. It seems we've encountered Space-Time Turbulence."

Tang San frowned slightly, doing his best to remain calm.

Although gods could interfere with the lower realms, they mostly relied on arrangements they had made there to barely learn part of what was happening. With the barriers between planes in the way, ordinary gods found it difficult to observe the lower realms in detail.

But Tang San was different. As the new Asura God, he controlled the God Realm Central Hub this time, allowing him to use it to observe the situation on the Douluo Continent.

He had been helping the new Luck Star of the Douluo Continent intertwine their fortune with that of the Tang Sect when spatial fluctuations suddenly appeared around the God Realm, continuously wearing away at its outermost protection. As a result, he lost control over the Douluo Continent. His only consolation was that the Tang Sect's fortune had already connected with the Luck Star.

"Space-Time Turbulence? You didn't do something behind our backs, did you?"

The God of Destruction's cold, haughty voice rang out. He had long suspected that the God of the Sea before him had been pulling strings in secret, though he had never caught any evidence. As for the God of the Sea constantly trying to win over other gods, the God of Destruction could not be bothered as long as it did not harm the God Realm's interests. He was only worried that Tang San was breaking the rules while knowing them perfectly well.

Tang San's smile became a little strained. Although he truly had been making secret moves before they arrived, what had he done wrong? He had merely wanted the faction he left behind to guide the Luck Star, preventing him from going astray.

"Xiao Zi."

The Goddess of Life spoke gently. Although she would always support her husband, she also knew how deeply he loved the God Realm. Now was not the time to make trouble for Tang San.

The Two Gods Kings of Good and Evil smiled bitterly from the side. They too were newly appointed God Kings, so they naturally leaned toward Tang San, who was also newly appointed. There was nothing they could do about the God of Destruction, an established God King.

The God of Destruction snorted coldly and walked up to the God Realm Central Hub. He continuously poured in power to investigate the situation, but his expression grew increasingly grim.

"It isn't Space-Time Turbulence. Some unknown force has disturbed the power of space-time. Though it hasn't reached the level of Space-Time Turbulence, it will be nearly impossible to monitor the subordinate planes for a short time. We'll even need to expend energy to maintain the God Realm."

The God of Destruction had already determined the cause and consequences. He had always wanted to continuously expand the God Realm and make it stronger, but Tang San kept claiming he sensed an approaching crisis and refused to let them spend power on expansion. Their conflict lay precisely there.

This could not really be considered a crisis, only a troublesome matter. Once the fluctuations passed, they would still be able to monitor the subordinate planes.

Tang San forced out a smile. This was different from the crisis he had foreseen, one that might destroy the God Realm, and it had also disrupted his plans for the Douluo Continent. Where had this power come from? It was simply courting death.

The God Kings began pouring in power to maintain the God Realm's barrier, while Tang San pondered inwardly how to contact the Douluo Continent.

Dense life essence tightly wrapped around the white light. Its surface rose and fell, continuously contracting and expanding like the movements of a newborn fetus.

Di Tian stared fixedly at the White Embryo before him. This fellow had already consumed most of the Life Gold. It had taken who knew how many years to accumulate it all, and some of it was even older than he was. Di Tian truly ached for it.

Thump! Thump! Thump-thump!

Heavy sounds rang beside Di Tian's ears. They were the heartbeat of Lu Wu's newly born body, like ten thousand bells tolling in unison, making Di Tian's own heart involuntarily beat along with it.

"What is this?"

Di Tian finally came to his senses and forcibly used Soul Power to control his body, returning his heartbeat to its original rhythm.

A crack suddenly appeared in the center of the White Embryo, then rapidly widened. A small beast resembling a lion slowly emerged from within.

Its fur was snow-white, but its four paws and tail tip were gray. A single horn grew from its forehead. It did not look sharp, yet Di Tian sensed an indescribable power from it. A gentle, tranquil aura radiated from its body, making it difficult for anyone to harbor ill will toward it.

"My name is Lu Wu, the second Bai Ze of the Primordial Realm, the Heavenly Court's foremost symbol—its mascot—Taiyi's closest friend, teacher of the Demon Race, and Lord of Ten Thousand Laws."

Lu Wu announced himself to the world. One day, he would return to that world. Though it went against Taiyi's wishes, he would never resign himself to it.

Lu Wu raised his head and looked at the sky. Before entering the Douluo Continent, he had used part of his power to disrupt the fragile space-time here, preventing Tang San from interfering with the lower realm.

After all, he was effectively cultivating anew, and he was using this world's resources. While he could still use all sorts of divine abilities and Dao techniques, fully unleashing their power required his own strength and the laws of this world.

His strength was lacking, the laws were weak, and his divine abilities and Dao techniques could not possibly produce the same effects they had in the Primordial Realm. They were merely a stripped-down, stripped-down... stripped-down version. For now, he still could not beat that bastard Tang San.

At least Tang San would no longer come along every so often to disgust him, giving him ample time to grow stronger.

Lu Wu, Primordial Realm...

Hearing the string of titles in Lu Wu's declaration, Di Tian felt considerably more trust toward him. The other party should not be making things up just to deceive them beasts, right? After all, they had already paid such a great price.

"When can you heal my injuries?"

The Silver Dragon King's voice came through, carrying a faint trace of impatience. Without the Life Gold suppressing her injuries, she was suffering greatly.

"No need to rush. I can do it now."

The snow-white little beast revealed a proud expression and slowly walked forward, yet its figure gradually vanished. In the blink of an eye, it had arrived within the small space where the Silver Dragon King's true body resided.

Lu Wu had once been forced aboard the Demon Race's pirate ship. He soon realized that, in that era, there was no way he could leave the Demon Race. Those savages of the Witch Race truly regarded him as food. Had he not been lucky enough to be rescued when he was born, he would have long since been eaten alive.

As for hiding away, demons ruled the heavens and witches ruled the earth. Demons gathered in the skies, while brutal witches roamed the land. There was no absolutely safe place unless he went to become some great cultivator's pet or mount. But he might well have been eaten by the Witch Race before he even found a patron. He was better off staying obediently with the Demon Race. At least his patron was Donghuang Taiyi, who could protect him until the very end of that great calamity.

From then on, he began cultivating diligently, hoping to survive the final great battle. Having been saved by Taiyi, he naturally relied on acting cute and hugging the Eastern Emperor Bell every day as he cultivated.

During that final great battle, Taiyi finally came to his senses. He realized that Lu Wu had once tried desperately to save them, yet they had forcibly followed the script arranged by the Heavenly Dao and put on their "performance."

Before self-destructing, Donghuang Taiyi had the Eastern Emperor Bell carry Lu Wu into the chaos, far away from the Primordial Realm. As time passed, Lu Wu used all his power merely to keep that wisp of his true spirit from fading. He did not want to forget everything.

Under the Eastern Emperor Bell's influence, he had also become proficient in the power of space-time. Otherwise, he could never have affected the Douluo Universe with that tiny bit of strength.

Yet Lu Wu was deeply curious. Where had the Eastern Emperor Bell gone? How had he come to this world of Douluo? And what lay beyond Douluo—chaos, or something else? Logically, such a fragile world could not exist within chaos. Could some great cultivator still be maintaining this little world? Thoughts churned through his mind, but Lu Wu showed not the slightest abnormality on the surface. No matter what, strengthening himself was what mattered most.

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