Parallel World, Three Gods Descend!

He picked up the clay pot, eating and drinking at the same time.

The warm, mellow essence surged down his throat into his limbs and bones, frantically scouring his meridians and nourishing his Dantian.

Qin Yun's original level 17 soul power, which should have been rising slowly like a snail on a highway, suddenly shot up like a rocket.

In just a short moment, he broke through to a level 19 Soul Grand Master, just a hair's breadth away from the threshold of a level 20 Soul Elder.

This is truly uncomfortable. After experiencing the joy of popping pills, I really don't want to cultivate the hard way anymore.

No wonder those gym-goers in my past life would go straight to "Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin" with their heads held high—so this is what it feels like!

With only a thin layer of window paper left to pierce, Qin Yun couldn't be bothered to cultivate and simply took out that 100,000-year Blue Silver Emperor right leg bone.

He closed his eyes, focused his mind, and began to absorb and fuse it.

However... the moment the absorption was complete, his soul power had indeed reached level 20 as expected, with quite a bit of surplus left over that could be released once he obtained his second soul ring.

But the soul skill granted by the Blue Silver Emperor soul bone was truly something that left him speechless.

"Wildfire cannot burn it out; the spring breeze brings it back to life"—that part was fine.

After all, the vitality of Blue Silver Grass was already formidable, let alone the superior Blue Silver Emperor.

It was reasonable to be granted this skill.

But who could have guessed that a blade of grass would come with a flight-type soul skill?

That was just too ridiculous!

Yet, complaints aside, this skill was quite useful in the early stages.

As a noble aerial combat capability, aside from Titled Douluos and those with flight-type martial souls, very few soul skills allowed a soul master to take to the skies.

"There is still a massive amount of unreleased soul power accumulated in my body; a conservative estimate puts it at at least three levels. Once I obtain a compatible soul ring, the pent-up power will erupt completely, and my level will definitely jump another notch."

"After that, I'll stop by the academy on the way, give Tang San and the others a heads-up, and then I can head to the Far North!"

Qin Yun's gaze hardened; his next target was the Far North, to collect the opportunities that Sky Dream Ice Silkworm had mentioned.

In short, walk Huo Yuhao's path so that Huo Yuhao has nowhere to go!

Within his sea of consciousness, the Sky Dream Ice Silkworm, which had been slightly wilted due to the previous "Sky Dream Finger," immediately became excited upon hearing this news.

Thinking that he would soon see the Ice Jade Empress Scorpion, the Sky Dream Ice Silkworm hurriedly brought out his own hidden treasure to ensure Qin Yun arrived as quickly as possible.

"Big Brother! I'll give you my Sky Dream Molt! This is the physical shell I shed during my million years of cultivation. Not only can it help you resist the extreme cold of the Far North, but it can also conceal your aura along the way. It is a supreme treasure for a trip to the Far North!"

A snow-white, warm phantom of the molt floated in his sea of consciousness, shrouded in cold mist—it was truly an artifact for traversing the Far North.

Qin Yun nodded and accepted it. Once packed, he prepared to head to Nuoding City before detouring to the Far North.

However, what Qin Yun did not know was that the Juedi Tiantong triggered by the system just now was not flawless.

Or rather, his brain-damaged system had never been normal from the very beginning.

Douluo Continent parallel world.

It wasn't just the barrier of the God Realm; the gate to the parallel world, which should have been completely sealed, had developed a fleeting, tiny crack due to a system oversight.

A wisp of faint memory fragments drifted through the crack and fell into the human world, landing precisely inside the bodies of three unsuspecting youths.

Star Luo Empire, Prince's bedchamber.

Dai Mubai, who had just been beaten up by Dai Weisi, was sitting in front of a mirror, clutching his eye socket.

Not only that, but with his increasing age and the abstract succession system of the Star Luo Empire, the royal family was pressuring him to finalize a marriage contract with Zhu Zhuqing, hoping to awaken the Martial Soul Fusion Skill, Hell White Tiger.

To be honest, Dai Mubai didn't actually resist the idea of marrying into the Zhu Family.

After all, a youthful face with a mature figure—a legal loli—was something a normal person couldn't refuse, let alone a lecherous tiger like Dai Mubai.

It was just... the beauty was fine, but he was afraid he wouldn't live long enough to enjoy it!

Facing Dai Weisi, who was much older than him, Dai Mubai really had no confidence that he could defeat his brother in future battles!

Just then, countless strange yet familiar memories surged into his mind like a tidal wave—

The Shrek Seven Devils, the Soul Master Tournament, the path to godhood, the Asura God Tang San, his own War God divine position, the years in the God Realm, his past life's forbearance and concessions to Tang San, bowing his head in submission...

In a single instant, Dai Mubai fully awakened, possessing the complete memories of his time after becoming a god.

He opened his eyes abruptly, the vanity and restlessness of the past gone from his gaze, replaced only by deep ambition and coldness.

In his past life, as a prince of Star Luo, he had always been suppressed by Tang San, willingly (or forced) to play the role of the little brother.

"Big Brother Dai" when he was strong, "Mubai" when he was weak.

Don't look at how Dai Mubai didn't say anything at the time, but when the night was deep and quiet, Dai Mubai had nearly ground his teeth to dust!

Watching Tang San monopolize two god positions and bask in infinite glory, Dai Mubai, reborn into this life, asked himself how he could possibly swallow this resentment!

"Tang San?"

A cold sneer curled the corners of Dai Mubai's mouth; that youth from his past life, who appeared gentle but actually controlled everything, had long since become hideous in his eyes.

"In this life, the leader of Shrek Academy can only be me."

"Your divine inheritance should also be passed to someone else. The waters of the dual god positions are too deep for you to handle, and besides..."

It wasn't just Tang San; thinking of Xiao Wu's pair of legs that could only be described as cheating, beyond just reminiscing about the past, a trace of heat couldn't help but flash through Dai Mubai's heart.

Since even god positions could be seized, was there a possibility that he could also take Xiao Wu into his harem?

Standing up and gazing out at the Star Luo Imperial City, Dai Mubai sighed softly.

"For such an imperial city to house only Zhuqing, it seems a bit too desolate!"

He no longer hesitated, immediately ordering a carriage to be prepared so he could depart at once for Shrek Academy.

In this life, he would take the first step to gather everyone, completely suppress Tang San, and snatch away everything that belonged to him.

Outside Shrek Academy in a remote village near Suotuo City.

Ma Hongjun was clutching his stomach, clawing at his skin as he was tormented by the uncontrollable Evil Fire within his body, his entire being burning with unbearable heat.

Suddenly, memories from after he became a god swept over him—

The Evil Fire Phoenix martial soul, the Cockscomb Phoenix Sunflower, Bai Chenxiang, the regrets of the God Realm, missing his true love, the loneliness of eternal life...

He instantly sobered, his eyes filled with longing and urgency for Bai Chenxiang.

But the Evil Fire within him was far too surging to suppress, leaving his steps weak and unsteady.

"Xiangxiang... I miss you so much..."

Ma Hongjun wailed, yet he could not resist the instincts of his body.

Gritting his teeth with desperate urgency, he turned and rushed toward the cheapest brothel in Suotuo City.

"Must vent the fire first! Must vent the fire! Otherwise, by the time I see Third Brother, I'm afraid I won't even have the strength to eat the Cockscomb Phoenix Sunflower!"

"As for Xiangxiang, she was mine in the past life; could she possibly escape my grasp in this one?"

Just as before, under the torture of the Phoenix Evil Fire, Ma Hongjun's heart was filled only with beauty and fair maidens, devoid of any ambition, a true hedonist to the core.

Don't ask why he could do such things at such a young age; the answer is his Grass Chicken martial soul, which was naturally gifted!