Reflection World

"World!"

Loli cried out.

Powerful and mysterious!

That was Huo Yutong's first impression.

"That's amazing." Huo Yutong praised it without the slightest hint of jealousy.

"Spirit Eyes are amazing too—an Original Martial Soul."

Those star-like eyes dimmed for a moment, a barely noticeable trace of inferiority and dejection flashing through them. But she quickly pulled herself together.

Cleaning up.

After fetching a basin of water, Loli stuck out her little butt as she cleaned the corners and the dust the wind had not blown away. An Zhen simply reached into the void and pulled over the reclining chair from before.

Huo Yuhao.

Huo Yutong.

Considering that she was the only one who had appeared here so far, it was obvious that Huo Yun'er had not been carrying twins. The Child of Destiny was gone, and a Daughter of Destiny had appeared instead. This had deviated from the original story. Tsk, the timeline ahead was probably already a mess too. But with him as an extra variable, the timeline had been thrown off in the first place.

But why was this child disguising herself as a boy?

No, wait.

That soft voice might just be because of puberty.

Being petite and cute did not necessarily mean she was a girl.

Then he would check.

Instead of returning to his own dormitory, An Zhen lay on the reclining chair and closed his eyes.

Martial Soul, possess.

"Hm?"

Within a golden sea, a baby silkworm with ten golden patterns on its body seemed to sense something and suddenly raised its head.

Something seemed to be approaching.

Yet it also seemed like there was nothing there.

Forget it. That old human man was too terrifying. It was better off hiding.

"Although it sounds abnormal, I have to admit, it's extremely useful."

An Zhen rose to his feet and looked at that petite, adorable back, a pleased smile curling across his lips.

Her little round butt was raised as the diligent little cutie cleaned. A pair of arms reached out and directly pulled her petite body into an embrace.

She did not struggle.

She did not cry out.

Her small body simply fell into An Zhen's arms, as though she had lost her soul.

World Modulation Mode.

Centered on An Zhen's physical body in reality, his Spiritual Power limited the size of this world. It was like a large virtual game world. People in the real world would be projected inside, simulating whatever they were doing. However, they were all NPCs. Once An Zhen touched them or gave them an order, they would become soulless like this. He was like a god of this world.

Moreover, his Martial Soul was exceptionally concealed.

Through his godfather Jing Hongchen's connections, An Zhen had once met the Silvermoon Douluo, Kong Deming. Yet even he had been unable to notice anything. The only person An Zhen worried about now was Mu En, Elder Mu.

No. If some things had not changed, there was another one here as well.

An Zhen gently tapped Huo Yutong on the back of her head. In an instant, three blue screens appeared.

[Huo Yutong]

[Sky Dream Ice Silkworm]

[Electrolux]

If one had to name the person on the continent with the highest-quality Spiritual Power, then without exception, it should be this one: the remnant soul of the former Child of Light, the Undead Scourge Electrolux...

But even a fragment was still Spiritual Sense, a god-level existence.

"His hand grasped the sun and moon, plucked the stars; in all the world, none could compare to him."

His fair fingers lightly grasped the void, and a gray ball of light appeared in his hand. The youth murmured, "Electrolux, do you remember that adulterous pair, Fuluo and Peiluo?"

Even Huo Yuhao in the original story, blinded by hatred as he was, had reacted. There was no reason this remnant soul would not react when he spoke the names of the princess who had betrayed Electrolux and the pope's son who had slaughtered his entire clan, especially under the influence of An Zhen's Martial Soul.

Could it be that this remnant soul had not remembered those things yet?

An Zhen went out to look for Elder Mu.

He did not find him.

Had he already left?

If so, heheh, little Yutong, there were no longer any uncertain factors interfering with us.

He hurried back to the dormitory.

With a thought, a clean and tidy large bed appeared in the room. He gently placed the little cutie in his arms onto it.

Time to check.

As expected of a descendant of the White Tiger.

"Why would such a cute girl disguise herself as a boy?"

An Zhen did not know the reason. With another thought, the entire dormitory instantly became spotless, while a gray clump of condensed trash appeared outside the door.

The real world.

An Zhen slowly opened his eyes.

Loli, who had fetched a basin of water, was wiping the table with a wet rag.

"Alright, let me do it."

An Zhen still felt quite sympathetic toward this little loli with such a troubled background. Sky Dream Ice Silkworm and Electrolux were both present, and combined with the child's malnourished appearance and clothes washed until they had faded white, her circumstances were likely exactly the same as Huo Yuhao's.

If not for that thing Tang San, this child should have had a happy life like the protagonist of a feel-good underdog story. A dignified Child of Destiny had actually been tamed. The power of the plane was ultimately no match for the might of a God King.

No matter their gender, a Child of Destiny would eventually catch the attention of that God King Tang. Since that guy treated the Douluo Plane like his own backyard, if An Zhen became a god in the future, he would inevitably draw that man's attention as well. Being taken in as a dog would probably still be the best possible outcome.

Given another life.

An Zhen only wanted to live freely and happily. He did not want to die; he wanted to become a god. Such a powerful Martial Soul was practically a cheat. The Angel and Sea God had both become gods back then, so why could he not? He admitted that his willpower was lacking, but this cheat-like Martial Soul might itself be a god—perhaps even something above gods.

Therefore, forming an alliance with the Daughter of Destiny might be an excellent choice.

After all, the current God Realm was not Tang San's sole domain. The two God Kings of Life and Destruction still held their ground there. Even Tang San himself was constrained by the rule that gods could not descend. Though that shameless bastard had made an exception at the end using his daughter as an excuse. Still, at least the current Douluo Continent was not as despairing as the era of Legend of the Dragon King, where two Second-Grade Gods could be watching you at any moment.

A petite and adorable figure was reflected in those all-embracing black eyes.

Huo Yutong, I came for you.

An Zhen needed the Daughter of Destiny's help, not merely to oppose Tang San. There was another major matter concerning his cultivation, and only someone favored by destiny could help him with it.

"First Soul Skill, Reflection."

A yellow, illusory ring appeared beside the youth's legs. A bright yellow Spiritual Light flared, and a strange ripple enveloped the entire dormitory except for An Zhen and Huo Yutong.

Before the little cutie's astonished eyes, the entire dormitory was instantly transformed.

First Soul Skill, Reflection.

It could turn reality into the appearance of An Zhen's world, alter reality, or project objects from An Zhen's world into reality. People, objects, even his own cultivation could be projected, and he possessed a certain degree of control over them.

However, creating something from nothing, or making something vanish from nothing, required a great deal of energy.

That energy came from two sources. One was An Zhen's own Soul Power; the other was the energy accumulated by his Martial Soul. The Martial Soul itself was equivalent to a large and special "Milk Bottle."

To be honest, Soul Rings had no other use for An Zhen besides the Soul Power they provided. Soul Skills were merely unlocks for certain authorities within An Zhen's world. For example, the wind and reclining chair that had appeared earlier had not required a Soul Ring, because those were abilities inherent to his Martial Soul. Soul Rings were merely the keys that unlocked them.

It was quite convenient for daily life. Changing clothes and washing up could be done with a single thought, and it also provided a certain boost to cultivation speed.

As for fighting.

Against someone of the same rank, it was quite useful if he knew in advance who and where his opponent was and had time to prepare.

If the gap in strength was too great, backlash would occur.

That was troublesome.

But this Soul Skill had never been meant for combat.