Douluo Chat Group: They're All Addicted to Gossiping

Douluo Chat Group: They Are All Addicted to Eating Melons

Author: First Slacker of the Seventh Group

Synopsis:

Li Yuan transmigrates to the Douluo Continent and awakens the Chat Group System.

By inviting female characters from Douluo 1-4 to join the group chat, he can obtain rewards.

He starts by randomly inviting ten female characters, receives a novice gift pack, and gains top-tier rewards right from the start.

[Obtained Nine-Colored Heaven-Swallowing Python bloodline and Golden Light Incantation.]

Bibi Dong: What are you babbling about! What do you mean by "yandere crazy beauty"?

Hu Liena: Exactly, nonsense! We are not love-brained!

Liu Erlong: Despicable and shameless, Xiaogang is not the person you describe!

Qian Renxue: The Group Owner is right. Can you send an address? I want to send you something!

Xiao Wu: Sisters, help! I think I've encountered that Tang Hao you all mentioned. No wonder I've felt like someone has been watching me while I sleep lately!

Zhu Zhuqing: You solved my family's fate; I have nothing to repay you with. It seems I can only offer myself to you.

Ning Rongrong: Brother Li Yuan, tell me the location of the immortal herbs quickly. How about we split them fifty-fifty?

Ah Yin: No, impossible. How could Brother Hao lie to me?

Bai Xiuxiu: Sister Ah Yin, if Tang Hao didn't lie to you, why hasn't he come to see you for so many years? And why did he plant you in such a godforsaken place?

Gu Yuena: I would fall in love with the child of my enemy? What kind of international joke is that?

Tang Ya: Sigh, life is bitter... Why does it feel like our Tang Sect lineage shouldn't have been passed down at all?

Ma Xiaotao: +1, I feel like the earth is getting bigger!

Wang Qiu'er: That's a damn jump from a building!

Chapter 1: Welcome to the Douluo Chat Group

[Posting a picture to anchor the thread first, hehe... also, please follow the updates!]

Douluo Continent.

Notting Academy.

A middle-aged man with a buzzcut and a face full of stubble, looking quite slovenly, stood at the podium, passionately lecturing on his theories.

There were only three students sitting below.

One was dozing off, one was secretly gnawing on a carrot, and only Tang San, sitting in the middle, was listening with rapt attention, nodding earnestly from time to time.

In the seat by the window, a white-haired youth was leaning his head to the side, sleeping soundly.

What caught people's attention was the thirty-centimeter-long Little White Snake loosely coiled around his neck. It was currently holding its head high, its slender tongue flicking in and out like a diligent little guard.

After all, Yu Xiaogang's theories were truly full of empty talk; listening to them was no different than not listening at all.

Tang San frowned, reached out, and nudged the youth next to him: "Li Yuan, Teacher's theories are very helpful to us. Don't doze off."

The youth, disturbed from a good dream, waved his hand impatiently: "Oh, stop bothering me. If you want to listen to this drivel, listen to it yourself. What does it have to do with me?"

Tang San's expression changed instantly, and he clenched his palms: "Li Yuan, how can you be like this! Teacher is kindly lecturing us; not only do you refuse to listen, but you actually slander him!"

Li Yuan sat up straight and picked his ear with disdain: "It's not like I begged him to lecture? It's your teacher who is being self-righteous, insisting that the academy hold some 'theory lecture hall' and forcing us to attend. You blame me?"

Beside him, Xiao Wu, whose cheeks were puffed out like a hamster from stealing a carrot, nodded vigorously while chewing, expressing deep agreement.

On the podium, Yu Xiaogang had already noticed the commotion, his livid face stretching long.

He looked coldly at Li Yuan:

"Li Yuan, if you really don't want to listen, you can leave right now!"

Yu Xiaogang didn't believe that if he told him to leave, he would actually dare to do so.

"It's a deal. I've been waiting for those words."

Li Yuan stood up decisively, grabbed his jacket, and walked toward the door.

Yu Xiaogang's face flushed red instantly.

In Notting Academy, this was the first time someone had dared to question the authority of his theories to his face.

Yu Xiaogang deliberately raised his voice at Li Yuan's back, speaking with absolute certainty:

"Tang San, don't worry about someone who gives up on himself like that. Relying on good talent to squander time, unwilling to delve into theory or clarify a martial soul's direction—he won't go far."

"Don't think that just because you have Innate Soul Power of level seven you can do whatever you want. Your martial soul is nothing but a low-level Little White Snake! Without my theoretical guidance, you will never find the correct path of development in your entire life!"

"You will regret this sooner or later!"

Hearing this, Li Yuan looked back one last time at the red-faced Yu Xiaogang in the classroom and mouthed the words: "F*** you!"

Even the Little White Snake around his neck stared with its snake eyes and flicked its tongue at Yu Xiaogang repeatedly.

It seemed to be learning the phrase from its master.

When Yu Xiaogang saw what those lip movements were, his entire face instantly flushed the color of a pig's liver. His eyes turned bloodshot, and he was so furious he nearly failed to catch his breath.

"You! You truly are mud that cannot be plastered onto a wall..."

Li Yuan left the classroom and strolled leisurely toward his dormitory.

As for the words Yu Xiaogang had just spat out, he didn't take them to heart at all, treating them as nothing more than flatulence.

As a transmigrator, if he didn't know the true nature of the Grandmaster's theories, who would?

Li Yuan possessed innate soul power of rank seven, and his martial soul was an externalized Little White Snake.

Now at the age of four point six kun, his soul power had already reached rank twenty-five.

Of course, it was precisely because his martial soul was a rare externalized beast-type that things were this way.

Over the years, Yu Xiaogang had hinted many times, both overtly and covertly, that he wanted to take him as a disciple.

Tang San had also frequently helped beat the drums, often extending invitations.

Li Yuan had rejected them all; he had no desire to walk the same path as Tang San.

After all, in his past life, that guy was honored as a "son of a bitch," a rising sun of the east!

The only thing that left Li Yuan feeling a bit regretful was the sense that he had embarrassed his fellow transmigrators.

After all, when others transmigrated to Douluo, they either punched Tang San and kicked Tang Hao, or they became the Prime Minister of the Han Dynasty, carrying forward the Jian'an spirit while remaining invincible in the field of romance.

As for him, forget about being a Dragon Overlord; he hadn't even heard a single "ding" from the system that every transmigrator was supposed to have.

[Ding--!]

"Hm?"

Li Yuan frowned, looking left and right, but he couldn't find the source of the sound.

[Congratulations to the host for successfully activating the Douluo World Specialty Exchange and Mutual Aid Group!]

No, wait, buddy was already planning to clear Douluo without a system.

What is the meaning of you showing up halfway through?

I'm happy you're here, but you're way too late, and I'm very unhappy about that.

[Detected that the host survived a year of medieval wilderness survival upon first transmigrating...]

[Special comment issued: A golden finger may be late, but it will never be absent. Dear, you could clear wilderness survival, so why be so impatient for a system? (^▽^)]

Li Yuan's footsteps faltered. After a long moment, he slowly raised a hand to cover his face.

This system... why does it seem a bit unprofessional?

He carefully studied the description of this "Douluo World Specialty Exchange and Mutual Aid Group."

Simply put, as the group leader, Li Yuan could invite female characters from the four parts of Douluo Dalu to join the chat. For every successful invitation, he would receive a corresponding reward.

The chat group could also be upgraded by accumulating "Chat Fire."

Every time the chat group leveled up, Li Yuan could unlock a portion of the group's functions, gain an additional invitation opportunity, and claim a wave of generous rewards.

The reward list dazzled his eyes: soul bones, soul rings, Martial Soul Evolution, special techniques... it had everything one could imagine.

[To compensate for the host's years of waiting, a novice gift pack is hereby presented!]

[Obtained: Invitation count +9!]

Li Yuan's eyes lit up. Holy crap, nine extra invitations?

System-bro, you're generous!

This meant that, including the one invitation that came with the chat group, he could now invite a total of ten random characters.

So, what kind of rewards could he get?

Li Yuan glanced at the single and batch invitation options on the chat group, and without the slightest hesitation, he immediately chose to invite in bulk.

Hesitation leads to defeat!

[Ding--!]

Douluo Dalu.

Heaven Dou City, Crown Prince's Mansion.

Qian Renxue, who had been playing the role of Xue Qinghe for many years, had finally finished her complex official duties today and found a moment of leisure, preparing to enjoy a proper bath.

After the maids prepared the hot water and scattered flower petals, she waved her hand and dismissed everyone.

The bedchamber was filled with swirling steam.

Qian Renxue, draped in a plain white gauze bathrobe, sat before the vanity, slowly combing through her brilliant golden hair with a jade comb.

The face reflected in the mirror was nearly perfect; her skin was as white and lustrous as jade, her delicate figure had exquisite curves, and her slender, beautiful legs were faintly visible beneath the gauze robe.