Born Deity, Trial by Douluo

(Tang San cannot control the protagonist, rest assured.)

"Father, what do you mean you're going to seal my divine power and physical body, then toss me down to the Douluo Continent?"

Ji Jing looked at his father, Ji Dong, in silence, his golden-red eyes filled with disbelief.

Ji Dong spread his hands with an air of justification and said:

"Don't blame your father; I am also heartbroken."

"You brat don't even have a God Position. What's the use of being born a god? You can barely handle Dai Mubai right now—tell me yourself, aren't you trash?"

"I'm throwing you down to recultivate so you can forge a God Position using your original divine power. Doesn't that lead to a brighter future?"

Ji Jing frowned.

His logic told him the old man was right, but his sixth sense told him that this was not the old man's primary objective.

Furthermore...

Ji Jing pointed at himself in disbelief and began to interrogate the old man:

"I'm only six years old, okay?! Isn't being able to fight Dai Mubai strong enough?!"

Ji Dong shook a finger, his disdainful expression perfectly embodying the "evil" of the God of Evil.

"No, of course not. Your parents had already beaten the God of War before we even became gods. You are already a god, yet you can't even beat this second-generation God of War. You're a disgrace to your father."

Ji Jing felt that the old man's evil had redefined his understanding of the world.

Can gods really be this shameless?

No wonder you can be colleagues with Tang San!

Ji Jing retorted:

"Did you guys actually win?"

Ji Dong's expression stiffened, then, embarrassed and angry, he grabbed his son by the back of the neck. In a few swift motions, he sealed his divine power and physical constitution, extracted a portion of his origin to create a Martial Soul, and stuffed nine God-Bestowed Spirit Ring inside.

After finishing all this, Ji Dong opened the passage from the God Realm to the lower world and kicked his son down.

"Ahhhhh! Old man! You're dead! When I grow up, I'm definitely going to pull your oxygen tube—!"

Ji Jing's voice gradually faded until it disappeared.

Ji Dong curled his lip in disdain:

"Stinky brat, your father is a God King; how could I possibly need an oxygen tube? You are destined to fail."

Just then, an old man in black robes appeared abruptly beside Ji Dong.

The old man had a youthful face and white hair, with a Balance Divine Seal imprinted on his forehead.

At this moment, he looked at the direction where Ji Jing had fallen with a chuckle and said with great interest:

"Souls from your world are truly one more suitable for the power of evil than the last. How would you describe it in your language?"

Ji Dong shook his head and said:

"It's been so long since I've been back. As for you, you just went there for a trip with Goodness recently, yet you're asking me?"

The original God of Evil chuckled without replying, merely watching Ji Jing, who had already landed on the Douluo Continent. After a long while, he said:

"This child can, in a way, be considered my grandson. I really can't wait to see how things develop between him and the Sea God's daughter."

Hearing this, the corners of Ji Dong's mouth curled up.

"A son going to go after someone else's cabbage—this kind of thing is truly exciting."

At this moment, having landed on the Douluo Continent, Ji Jing fell face-first into the dirt.

After a long while, Ji Jing scrambled up from the ground in a sorry state, rubbed his butt, which was sore from the old man's kick, and said viciously:

"Damn old man, I really have to cause you some trouble."

Ji Jing sensed the power within his body and felt that his divine power had vanished without a trace.

In its place was a peculiar kind of energy.

It seemed this was Spirit Power.

Although his power was currently sealed, his control and vision remained at the level of a deity.

Therefore, he quickly learned how to mobilize his Spirit Power and Martial Soul, and easily found the storage ring the old man had left for him.

Upon discovering the storage ring, Ji Jing took it out of his pocket and probed it with his mental energy.

The space inside the ring was vast; as long as one didn't try to stuff mountains or canyons into it, there would be no issue with it filling up.

Inside were mountains of Gold Soul Coin, gold cards, various bartending tools and raw materials, and the nine God-Bestowed Spirit Ring the old man had left him.

Among the many miscellaneous items, three things caught Ji Jing's attention.

Ji Jing took out the first item.

It was a crown forged from flames as brilliant and static as diamonds.

The moment he laid eyes on it, information regarding it flooded into the mind of Ji Jing—

An artifact personally crafted by his mother, the God of Goodness, Lie Yan: the Flame Empress Crown.

Wearing the Flame Empress Crown could amplify flames and grant the radiance of the Flame Monarch.

Most importantly, this crown could summon the phantom of his mother to descend!

With Ji Jing's spirit power currently at only level 10, the Lie Yan phantom he summoned possessed the cultivation equivalent of a level 91 Titled Douluo.

One had to know that the flames mastered by Lie Yan were the Bingwu Primordial Yang Sacred Fire and the Dingsi Nether Yin Spirit Fire—in other words, the Ultimate Yang Fire and Ultimate Yin Fire—which were incomparable to those of ordinary Titled Douluos.

As for Ji Jing's martial spirits, they were naturally the Bingwu Primordial Yang Sacred Fire and the Dingsi Nether Yin Spirit Fire inherited from his parents.

However, these two martial spirits of his were rather special.

They were very similar to those of a person named Xie Xie from ten thousand years later.

Ji Jing's two martial spirits could be used separately, simultaneously, or fused together without any issues.

The most important similarity was that when Ji Jing absorbed a spirit ring, he only needed to absorb one, and the other martial spirit would automatically gain a spirit ring of the same age.

It was precisely this characteristic that led Ji Dong to leave nine God-Bestowed Spirit Rings for Ji Jing.

The probability of finding spirit rings from spirit beasts that perfectly matched both martial spirits was simply too low; it was far more reliable to use God-Bestowed Spirit Rings directly.

After understanding this artifact, the crown transformed into a stream of light, merged into Ji Jing's spiritual sea, and vanished without a trace.

It left behind only a fleeting flame mark on Ji Jing's forehead.

Immediately following this, Ji Jing took out the second item.

It was a wine cup as white as jade, looking completely unremarkable.

But the moment he saw it, its information also appeared in Ji Jing's mind:

The Best Wine Cup in the Village, an artifact personally crafted with all the effort and passion of the God of Evil, the God of Wine, and the man who understood wine best in the entire world—Ji Dong!

This artifact could summon the fine wines personally concocted by his father, Ji Dong, at any time and any place, with functions that were varied and strange.

It could heal wounds, assist in cultivation, and provide enhancements.

It could also simply be delicious.

The third item was a very large box.

The box was exceptionally heavy; Ji Jing could not open it, nor could he tell what was inside.

However, sensing the aura upon it, it was likely something left for him by his nominal grandmaster, or perhaps his grandparents—the first-generation God King of Evil and God King of Goodness.

Although he couldn't open it now, he figured it must be something very precious and would have to wait until later to see.

After inspecting his current possessions, Ji Jing rubbed his stomach, which was beginning to feel a bit hungry, smacked his lips, and muttered to himself:

"I'm hungry... There seems to be a town in the distance; I'll go take a look."