"If it weren't for their Martial Souls being good, they wouldn't have anything to show for themselves."
"Watch your mouth; are you truly not afraid of death?"
A cacophony of chatter spread through the crowd.
At this moment, a luxurious carriage drove out, and a voice followed: "God of the Network, please hold your hand."
"The current emperor of the Star Luo Empire, Dai Tianzheng. What, do you also want to hold me accountable for your own failure to discipline your son?" Nan Xuan looked down at him, the green longsword behind him vibrating.
"God of the Network, don't go too far." As a monarch, being pointed at and told he couldn't teach his son made Dai Tianzheng furious. He unleashed his Title Douluo-level power and flew up to face Nan Xuan's avatar.
"Too far? Just because you are an emperor, I cannot speak of you? You cannot discipline your own son, yet you dare to come here and cause trouble for me. You are truly tired of living." Nan Xuan felt he had to give these royals a warning, otherwise, such situations would keep happening.
Nan Xuan glanced at the surrounding citizens and used his soul power to form a barrier, protecting them.
"Hmph, do you think this is the Network World, where you are invincible? You coward who hides his head and shows his tail." Dai Tianzheng looked at Nan Xuan and mocked him.
Nan Xuan didn't want to waste any more breath and directly unleashed one of his eighth soul skills: Network Sanction.
The green longsword behind him transformed into a rain of blades, falling upon Dai Tianzheng's head.
Dai Tianzheng showed no fear; he transformed into a white tiger and swung his claws, which were imbued with the power of thunder.
The power of the thunder clashed with the swords made of willow branches, appearing evenly matched.
"Hahaha, so-called god, you are nothing more than this." Dai Tianzheng laughed loudly as he blocked the longswords.
"Hmph." Nan Xuan sneered.
In an instant, countless green longswords merged into a single giant sword and slashed down.
"What?" Dai Tianzheng never expected the opponent's soul skill to work like this. He could resist the separated power, but he had no defense against the giant sword formed by their convergence.
Seeing her husband about to lose, the empress inside the carriage hurriedly unleashed her Avatar of Martial Soul and lunged forward, embracing him.
"Hell White Tiger." A neutral voice came from the light screen.
A white tiger with white wings and a black-and-white body lunged toward Nan Xuan's avatar.
Nan Xuan could only shake his head. Then, the Seal Wings on his back fluttered, cyan light drifted out, and a formation diagram took shape.
"How is our soul power returning? Is this a god's soul skill?" Dai Tianzheng and his wife suddenly felt that more than half of their soul power could not be unleashed.
Nan Xuan smirked, summoned the giant green sword into his hand, and slapped it against the rear of the Hell White Tiger.
"Ah." The soul power of Dai Tianzheng and his wife was no match for Nan Xuan, so they couldn't even dodge the slap.
"Letting you show off, letting you come to find trouble with me. I am invincible in the Network World, and I am invincible in the real world too." Nan Xuan muttered, then slapped the Hell White Tiger's rear with his sword again.
Outside the barrier, Chen Gao watched Nan Xuan's actions, his heart racing with excitement; he wished he were Nan Xuan himself.
Shi Qiaoyue, Lan Yingying, and the other women covered their faces, feeling embarrassed for Nan Xuan. If you're going to fight, just fight; why be so perverted?
On the building, the Yang Fei brothers watched Nan Xuan's avatar with surprise. They had intended to negotiate with the royal family themselves, but they hadn't expected their big brother to take action personally.
"God of the Network, stop fighting, please withdraw your hand." Dai Tianzheng and his wife could no longer maintain their Martial Soul Fusion Skill and shouted at Nan Xuan.
"Do you still have any objections regarding today's events?" Nan Xuan looked at the two on the ground and asked.
"No, no, it is all because my good-for-nothing son is unfilial. We will definitely discipline him properly when we return." Dai Tianzheng really wanted to find a hole to crawl into. An emperor making a fool of himself in public—truly, sigh.
"I checked, and you are talking about your third son, Dai Mubai, right? Since that is the case, I should show something. Since the problem originated in my Network World, I will now seal your son's account, forbidding him from entering the Network World for six years."
"I, the God of the Network, originate from the network. My netizens are my people; they are under my protection, and I will protect their growth. If anyone is worried about their children becoming addicted to the network, they can submit an application through their personal Smart Guide, and I will approve it."
After saying this, Nan Xuan glanced at Dai Tianzheng and the others, then dissipated into deep blue light.
Nan Xuan's body turned into a stream of light and returned to the side of Lan Yingying and the others.
Lan Yingying looked at the returning Nan Xuan, recalled the battle just now, and said thoughtfully: "You were planning to cripple them just now, weren't you?"
Nan Xuan smiled curiously upon hearing this and asked: "Why would you say that?"
Facing Nan Xuan's counter-question, Lan Yingying did not feel strange.
Instead, she said: "This should be your first conflict with a power in the real world. Your instinct was to establish authority, but considering the opponent is the current emperor of the Star Luo Empire, you hesitated because your Network World still needs to spread throughout the Star Luo Empire."
"If it were only that, it shouldn't have stumped you, because the rise of the Network World is already unstoppable for the Star Luo Empire. However, you considered the real-world service ports and chose to only teach them a lesson."
Hearing Lan Yingying's answer, Nan Xuan naturally began to applaud.
The love-struck girl from the original story had become increasingly intelligent. It seemed his arrival had become the savior of the ignorant girls in this world.
"Not bad, you guessed most of it. Since you are so capable, the secretary position that has been vacant here is yours." Nan Xuan looked at Lan Yingying and said with a smile.
Hearing the word "secretary," Lan Yingying rolled her eyes at him.
"Brother Xuan, Yang Fei and the others are coming down." Chen Gao watched two men with brown hair and center-parted hairstyles walking down and reminded Nan Xuan.
Nan Xuan looked over and smiled.
"Let's go, let's go experience the office life of these two brothers." Nan Xuan just wanted to see their decoration style; after all, this was the Star Luo Empire.
As they spoke, they walked upstairs and happened to run into the brothers.
"Brother Xuan, long time no see. I wonder if your kid is old enough to run errands yet?"
As soon as Nan Xuan heard this, he knew it was the younger brother, Yang Tian, speaking.
"Yang Tian, in that case, if my child were to go out and run errands, don't you think you should show some gesture?" Nan Xuan looked at the other with a smile on his face.
Yang Tian felt a bit miserable all of a sudden. What did he have? Money? Treasures? The other party had it all. Damn, he had bragged too much.
"Brother Xuan, long time no see." Yang Fei, being the older brother, was much more composed.
"It has been a long time. Hurry up and take us up to have a look; there are quite a lot of people here," Nan Xuan said with a smile as he glanced at the strange looks from those around them.
Feeling he still had a chance to escape disaster, Yang Tian hurriedly ushered everyone toward the upper floors.
"It seems this Soul Power Elevator is a huge help to you all," Nan Xuan said to Yang Fei as he watched the people coming and going to work.
"Yes, and that is all thanks to your design." When Yang Fei first learned of this design, he thought it was impossible, but once it was built, he found it wasn't difficult at all.
As the elevator ascended, the group soon reached the top floor. At a height of 15 stories, one could look out from here and just catch a glimpse of the tiny Star Luo Empire palace.
"Yo, you two brothers, this style really caught me by surprise." As soon as Nan Xuan entered the room, he saw bamboo, wooden furniture, and green plants all arranged in an orderly fashion.
"This wasn't arranged by you two brothers, was it?" Nan Xuan knew the personalities of these two brothers quite well; they weren't exactly crude, but they weren't capable of such meticulousness either.
The two brothers exchanged a smile, and Nan Xuan knew exactly who had decorated the place.
"Brother Xuan, they have already gone to the kitchen to prepare a meal. We knew you were coming the moment you were lecturing Dai Tianzheng, so we had them get things ready," Yang Fei said with a hint of embarrassment.
Hearing this, Nan Xuan felt quite happy inside. At the very least, there were few "single aristocrats" in this world; everyone had a partner. Of course, the main thing was not to be a "simp"—that certain four-eyed owl was the best example of that.
"Brother Xuan, they should be just about done by now. Let's go over and have a drink first, and tonight I'll take you to experience the nightlife of the Star Luo Empire," Yang Tian said with a smile.
Over at the Star Luo Empire palace.
Inside the royal ancestral hall, Dai Tianzheng knelt before the spirit tablets, wailing with a miserable face.
"Grandfather, why didn't you go and help your grandson just now? Look at how miserably I was beaten."
An old man's voice drifted out from within the ancestral hall.
"Hmph, you useless thing. If both of you couldn't beat him, what difference would it have made if I went? It would only have let those guys from Heaven Dou laugh at us."
"Also, stop provoking them. Since they haven't come to the real world to seize anything, we shouldn't interfere. We are not Martial Soul Hall; even that old geezer Qian Daoliu hasn't said a word, so we shouldn't stick our necks out. You're an emperor now, at least; you should understand how things work. Handle it yourself."
Once these words were spoken, the old man's voice vanished completely, as if it had never been there at all.
Dai Tianzheng could only sigh, returning to his palace with a mournful face. He planned to give his third son a sound thrashing.
In the Star Luo Empire Network World real-service port building, a group of people had already begun their dinner party.
Two golden-haired beauties walked out carrying various Star Luo specialty delicacies, and in an instant, the room was filled with the aroma of food.
After everyone was seated, Yang Fei held his wife's hand and introduced her to Nan Xuan: "Brother Xuan, this is your sister-in-law, her name is Aini."
The blonde beauty called out "Brother Xuan" to Nan Xuan, and Nan Xuan politely returned the greeting.
Next, Yang Tian introduced his wife as well, but when the other party spoke her name, countless images flashed through Nan Xuan's mind.
"Brother Xuan, this is my wife, her name is Aili, Aini's younger sister."
Nan Xuan maintained a composed expression as he greeted her, yet inside he was thinking: This hair, this name... have I become impure in my thoughts?
"Come on, everyone, drink up! These are all Star Luo specialty delicacies." After introducing their wives, Yang Tian began to urge everyone to eat.
This time, Nan Xuan did not use his soul power to force the alcohol out of his system. He had never been drunk since coming to this world. When he was younger, he felt a bit out of place, but as he grew older, there were fewer and fewer people he could confide in. He walked on thin ice in this world, afraid to make any major moves because the Asura God was watching the lower realm from time to time. He was also afraid that if he did something rash, the outcome of events would deviate from the ending he already knew. It still held true: below the level of a god, one is nothing.
Drunk, Nan Xuan slumped onto the table. Each wife carried her own man away from the battlefield. Lan Yingying and Liu Mumu exchanged a glance, and Lan Yingying sighed, realizing she was the only one who could take Nan Xuan back to his room.
Lan Yingying supported Nan Xuan, while Liu Mumu followed behind, picking up the coat he had discarded.
The three of them stumbled back to the room Yang Fei and the others had arranged. Seeing the bed right in front of them, Lan Yingying let out a sigh of relief.
"Ehehe." Whether it was some special attraction Nan Xuan had to the bed or something else, he threw his entire body onto it, dragging Lan Yingying down with him, and she ended up pinned right beneath him.
Lan Yingying looked at Liu Mumu in a panic, her expression clearly saying, "What are you still watching for? Hurry up and help!"
Liu Mumu gave a wicked smile and walked over slowly, then pretended to slip, landing with both hands on Nan Xuan's body. Lan Yingying, trapped beneath Nan Xuan, glared at her.
If it weren't for this guy insisting on not using soul power and restricting me as well, I would have beaten him to death today, Lan Yingying thought with a mix of shame and anger.
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