Going All-In is a Kind of Wisdom

Fang Le did not deliberately raise his voice as he spoke each word.

Yet, it was clear enough for those nearby to hear.

It was not a declaration or a promise, but a piece of advice.

Advice from Fang Le to himself.

He simply wanted to live as himself for as long as possible in this world that constantly forced people to change.

To live as the Fang Le within his own heart.

To make himself remember the weight of life more deeply.

For some reason, Jiang Nannan and the Auspicious Beast both felt that Fang Le had become somewhat different after saying these words.

But they could not quite put their fingers on exactly what was different.

In any case, he seemed quite formidable.

Di Tian, however, was different; as a powerhouse who had survived since the era of the Divine Dragon Realm, he saw things much more clearly.

This was a breakthrough in Fang Le's state of mind.

Such a breakthrough might not be obvious in the early stages of cultivation, but it became exceptionally important once one reached the level of a Title Douluo or even godhood.

To look no further, the most typical examples of this were Xuan Zi and Yan Shaozhe of the current Shrek Academy.

Both were stuck at their current levels, unable to advance even an inch, due to issues with their states of mind.

Take Yan Shaozhe first: as the possessor of the top-tier Bright Phoenix martial soul, he was incredibly petty, calculating, and even somewhat dark in character.

This was completely contrary to the upright and radiant nature of his Bright Phoenix martial soul.

Thus, he had been stuck at level 95, unable to break through.

Xuan Zi was the exact opposite; he was too aligned with his martial soul, to the point where he was influenced by the Godly Taotie Bull martial soul in return.

He had now been assimilated by his martial soul, losing his original nature.

This caused the martial soul that had once propelled his rapid progress to become his shackle instead.

It left him stuck at the bottleneck between level 98 and level 99, unable to advance.

If these two could not achieve a breakthrough in their states of mind in this lifetime, then unless they encountered a heaven-sent opportunity, their cultivation levels would remain as stagnant as their minds.

And even if they were to break through using powerful external forces like the Universe Creation Pill, as in the original story, it would only be a breakthrough in form but not in spirit—possessing the level without the ability to unleash the corresponding strength.

They would only be the weakest of their tier.

But the current Fang Le had no such worries at all.

If one were to use the terminology of certain Taoist schools from his past life, his current state was already a preliminary realization of his true nature.

He had locked his restless and scattered heart with rules and self-imposed standards.

His state of mind was clear and transparent, which would be of great benefit to his cultivation.

It could be said that as long as he maintained this mindset, he would almost never encounter a bottleneck.

Although it sounded absurd, that was the reality.

The standards established by this little bean, not even six years old, were still immature and would be difficult to uphold.

But with a goal and a measure, at least in Di Tian's view, Fang Le already possessed the capital to become a powerhouse.

At the same time, he could not help but recall the simple and rustic dream the boy had shared that day in the Soul Hunting Forest.

A home that flew in the sky, a home that could move with him, allowing him to have a place of belonging no matter where he went.

One could see his obsession with the concept of home.

For a person like this, if you could walk into his heart, he would absolutely treat you like family.

And now, he had even realized his true nature and found his path forward.

Such a peerless monster, possessing both talent and character, also had bonds—Fang Le had already formed a bond with the Auspicious Beast.

Furthermore, Di Tian could see that Fang Le held no prejudice against soul beasts, so he could definitely be brought over to their side.

Such a stroke of good fortune had now fallen into his lap.

Deep within Di Tian's heart, there were only two words:

"All in!!"

If he didn't go all in, he would be doing a disservice to the fate guided by the Auspicious Beast.

Once he returned, he would immediately report to the Lord and exert all efforts to assist Fang Le in becoming a god.

As for reviving the Dragon God and restoring the glory of the soul beasts.

Once the deed was done, there would be no need to resurrect the Dragon God; he would surpass the Dragon God himself. Why worry about failing to restore the former glory of the soul beasts?

Of course, this was just a joke, but Di Tian had that very feeling.

As long as Fang Le grew up, all his fantasies would no longer be mere dreams.

Besides, the situation of the soul beasts was already at this point; surely there was no room left to fall further?

Original Douluo 3 (4) Di Tian: Present

The more he imagined, the more the corners of Di Tian's mouth curled upward, nearly causing him to laugh out loud on the spot.

"Uncle Long, keep up! What are you laughing at over there? Your aura as a powerhouse is completely shattered."

"Uncle Di Tian, Nannan said she's taking us to visit her home, hurry up and catch up!"

"Coming, coming!"

"Mom, I'm home!"

In the small courtyard in the south of the city, Jiang Nannan pushed open the door and darted inside with light steps, like a young swallow returning to its nest.

Fang Le and the others followed closely behind, stepping into the courtyard.

The small, tidy, and cozy courtyard was the first impression for the three of them.

The ground was paved with bluestone slabs, and blades of fresh green grass swayed in the breeze.

The main room came into view with its door wide open; a wooden table was set with bowls and chopsticks, along with two small side dishes.

Connected to it were two side rooms, though the one on the west side appeared to have been converted into a kitchen.

Wisps of smoke were rising, and the aroma of food drifted through the courtyard on the breeze.

Chopped firewood was neatly stacked at the base of the kitchen wall.

An axe was embedded in a wooden stump, and beneath a broom leaning against the corner wall lay a pile of swept-up wood shavings.

There was another wing room on the west side, also connected to a side room, which was likely reserved for guests or storage.

In the southeast corner stood a well with a wooden bucket placed neatly to the side, and next to it was a large water vat; through the half-covered lid, one could see a gourd ladle floating inside.

At the same time, an old tree of unknown species had green leaves covering its canopy, casting a patch of cool shade.

Under the tree, a rocking chair swayed in the wind, creaking softly. Beside it sat a small table with tea sets and a small stool, upon which a large cattail leaf fan was sprawled carelessly.

A hemp rope was tied at one end to a tree branch and at the other to an iron hook on the wall, forming a simple clothesline.

A quilt was currently soaking up the sunlight.

In the sunniest spot below, there was a bamboo rack drying freshly picked mushrooms and some pickled radish strips.

Everything in the courtyard was permeated with a rich sense of daily life.

However, this coziness was marred by a faint, lingering scent of medicinal herbs and the smell of blood.

It seemed the health of the lady of the house was not very good.

"Nannan is back? How was the soul hunting this time? You weren't hurt, were you?"

A beautiful woman with a slender figure and a pale complexion walked out of the kitchen.

She wiped her hands on her apron, then pulled Jiang Nannan, who had rushed into her arms, into a tight embrace and asked softly.

"Mom, I missed you so much! The soul hunt went very smoothly! And I've already obtained my soul ring! It's a century-level one, and it gave me a super powerful soul skill!

Oh, and there's Brother Fang and Uncle Di Tian; if it weren't for their help, I wouldn't have been able to obtain such a compatible soul ring."

The young girl had been frightened during this hunt; seeing her mother, she didn't voice her grievances, but her hands, clutching Mother Jiang, refused to let go.