The air seemed to be permeated with a fine mist, hazy and dreamlike, much like a fairyland.
Within a magnificent and spectacular sea-blue palace, a handsome man with long blue hair gazed into the distance.
He was none other than Tang San, the Sea God who had ascended to godhood ten thousand years ago; at this moment, his brows were tightly locked, and he felt somewhat restless.
His original plan was to have Tang Wutong disguise herself as a man to approach the Daughter of Luck, then find a way to lure her to the Universe Asking-Love Valley to transform the Daughter of Luck into a Son of Luck, before having Wang Dong'er take the opportunity to restore her female form, embody Tang Wutong, and turn the Son of Luck into a dog for the Tang Sect.
However, upon seeing the Emperor Auspicious Beast among the soul beast clan, Tang San developed even more ideas.
Yet, before he could take any action, shortly after he sent Tang Wutong down, the Douluo Continent seemed to be shrouded in a layer of fog, as if blocked by something.
Six days had now passed, which equated to six years in the lower realm; Tang San felt somewhat anxious, fearing that events might deviate from their intended track, and also felt a sense of shame and anger at being unable to achieve his goals.
"Third Brother, are you observing the Douluo Continent again? How is that girl Little Seven doing down there?"
Tang San was startled upon hearing this voice; he dared not let Xiao Wu know that the Douluo Continent had lost contact, so he inadvertently tucked away the projection of the Douluo Continent.
"Xiao Wu, Little Seven is doing very well on the Douluo Continent. She has already set off for Shrek Academy, just like we did back then."
Tang San stepped forward to wrap his arms around Xiao Wu's waist, pulling her close to him. Xiao Wu looked at her husband with some suspicion, but thinking that this might be related to the scheme involving that Daughter of Luck, she stopped dwelling on it.
After all, this was her Third Brother, so pure and flawless, so perfect.
Just as the two were being affectionate and preparing to start "making a little one," a loud explosion erupted outside the God Realm, followed by countless rays of light shooting into the sky, several of which were exceptionally dazzling.
Seeing this, Tang San's expression shifted in shock, and he immediately flew toward the God Realm Hub, where four others were already present.
"Tang San, you've come just in time. We need to stabilize the God Realm Hub; a space-time turbulence is coming," the hooded God of Destruction said with a hint of anxiety.
The others looked at the stunned Tang San and urged him to hurry.
Tang San, damn it, my ten-thousand-year plan!?
Tang Ya's aura retracted, and three soul rings—two yellow and one purple—swirled around the Blue Silver Grass in her hand, pulsing rhythmically.
Opening her eyes to see the three people chatting nearby, she trotted over to join them.
She no longer bore the pitiful appearance she had before absorbing the soul ring; her ponytail swayed behind her, radiating a sense of youthful vitality.
"Wow, such fragrant grilled fish! As expected, Yutong, the fish you make is the best."
As soon as Tang Ya approached, she picked up a grilled fish and started eating, clearly having been hungry for a while.
Huo Yutong's small face turned slightly red, though it was unclear if it was from the fire or Tang Ya's praise.
Xiao Yi sat astride under a tree, feeling quite content. Since this was reality, he had been prepared to encounter characters from the original work when he transmigrated.
Those impressions existed only in books, and aside from the few who were truly notorious, Xiao Yi still intended to maintain goodwill; of course, if someone were to look for trouble, he wouldn't be soft-hearted either.
After eating, the group decided to rest and continue their journey early the next morning, as they were already very close to Shrek.
"Little Brother Xiao Yi, you and the Junior Sister should go rest. Teacher Xiao Ya and I will take the first half of the night, and the second half will be left to you and the Junior Sister."
Seeing that everyone was preparing to rest, Bei Bei spoke up.
Although they were on the outskirts of the Star Dou Great Forest, it was still the Star Dou Great Forest, and soul beasts passed through from time to time, so being cautious was always a good thing.
"No need, Senior Brother Bei Bei. Leaving the night watch to my partner will suffice."
The three of them looked at him with curiosity upon hearing this.
"A partner?"
Within Xiao Yi's pair of emerald pupils, a three-petaled flower appeared in each, accompanied by three purple soul rings spiraling up from beneath his feet.
"Judging by the soul power fluctuations and the color, it must be at least 6,000 years old. How did he manage that?" Bei Bei couldn't help but mutter to himself.
Tang Ya, on the other hand, watched with eyes shining; this person was destined to be with her Tang Sect. She then glanced at Bei Bei again, feeling a sense of despondency in her heart.
Although their Tang Sect was said to have three members, Tang Ya knew clearly that Bei Bei was a junior of the Sea God Pavilion Master and had been sent over under instruction.
Having spent so many years together, Tang Ya naturally had feelings for him, but whenever she thought of the destruction of the Tang Sect—and how Shrek could have easily wiped out the so-called Iron-Blood Sect but chose to turn a blind eye, only to send Bei Bei to join the Tang Sect afterward—she felt conflicted.
Tang Ya couldn't figure it out, and this had created a rift between her and Bei Bei; they could never truly be "one of their own." Looking at the Xiao Yi before her, Tang Ya naturally wanted to win him over.
Earlier, during their chat, Tang Ya had subtly asked around, and the other party claimed to be from a small, ordinary family.
Only such a genius had the potential to truly become one of their own.
Xiao Yi's third soul ring flashed, and the space behind him rippled. A massive snake head slowly emerged from the space inherent to the Triple Jade-Green Snake Flower Pupils. Its enormous body coiled in the air twice before finally bringing its head close to Xiao Yi, nuzzling him affectionately.
"That's a Nether Cold Ice Python!" Bei Bei exclaimed in surprise.
Xiao Yi smiled and nodded, patting the Nether Cold Ice Python's head. The python nodded with great human-like intelligence before slowly swimming backward, soon disappearing into the darkness.
"My martial soul allows me to control snake-type soul beasts, and the soul beasts can grow alongside my soul power cultivation." Xiao Yi chose to reveal some information appropriately; after all, these three over-spec soul rings were quite eye-catching, and Xiao Yi had no way to hide them.
How much further he would reveal would depend on whether Shrek Academy was worth his time. Still, the same reason applied: Xiao Yi would not define this real world entirely based on the memories of his past life.
The three of them were very surprised upon hearing this, and all of them thought of that terrifying conjecture.
"Doesn't that mean, little brother, that you could potentially possess all 100,000-year soul rings in the future?" Tang Ya blurted out without a second thought.
"Theoretically, it is possible." Xiao Yi nodded slightly.
Hearing this, Tang Ya became even more determined in her thoughts.
The group no longer hesitated, setting up their tents one after another to rest. The two girls slept together, and while Bei Bei invited Xiao Yi to rest with them, he was refused.
Xiao Yi climbed a large tree in a few swift movements, found a branch wide enough to lie on, and looked up at the sky.
So much had happened today that Xiao Yi found it difficult to calm his heart for meditation. The disappearance of Huo Yuhao, the Child of Destiny turning into a Daughter of Destiny, and the looming presence of God King Tang high above—all of these things left Xiao Yi feeling uneasy.
Although he was confident that he could rely on his Martial Soul to become a god, if this rule-breaking God King Tang were to simply pull a deus ex machina, wouldn't he be finished?
Xiao Yi raised his hand to summon the Fallen Heart Flame, beginning to calculate in his mind. Having already absorbed one spirit ring, Xiao Yi understood that this was not merely a simple exotic flame Martial Soul; it could change by absorbing spirit rings from corresponding spirit beasts.
For instance, if Xiao Yi were to absorb a spirit ring with the Ultimate Ice attribute, he could obtain the Bone Chilling Flame.
Xiao Yi already had a plan for which exotic flames he wanted to acquire.
Since his Martial Soul flames did not possess the world-destroying power of the true exotic flames, Xiao Yi had to carefully consider the use of these nine slots.
His priority was functionality and dual attributes; the exotic flames unlocked by such spirit beasts were predictable. Furthermore, he needed the highest age spirit rings possible to obtain higher-ranked flames, as those with special mechanics were mostly at the top of the list.
Once he acquired more exotic flames, Xiao Yi would be able to attempt fusing multiple flames together, serving as one of his true trump cards.
Just as Xiao Yi was still deep in thought, a strand of Blue Silver Grass wrapped firmly around the branch, followed immediately by a figure vaulting up the tree using the vine.
Xiao Yi felt a bit strange; what was this girl trying to do?
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