Beibei the Thunder Lizard, Tang Ya (Pervert): It's Abs!

"Impossible. Absolutely impossible."

Countless curses were already stampeding through Di Tian's heart at that moment. It was not that his mental defenses were fragile, but that he was unwilling to accept this absurd, intangible reality.

Spirit Gold was still within reason, but what was the Life Ancient Tree?

The Life Ancient Tree was the true body of the God of Life, one of the five great God Kings of the Divine Realm, and also a divine artifact. How could such a super divine artifact possibly become a soul master's low-level martial soul?

It was not only Di Tian. As a survivor who had personally taken part in the great war of the Divine Realm back then, the Silver Dragon King had also witnessed with her own eyes the terrifying power of the divine artifacts wielded by God Kings.

"The Life Ancient Tree... Spirit Gold. No wonder he was able to absorb the life energy of the Star Dou Great Forest."

Although this matter was unbelievable, the loss of life energy from the Lake of Life was proof enough of one thing.

The Silver Dragon King was worthy of being the co-lord of soul beasts and the embodiment of the Dragon God's wisdom. It took her only half a minute to accept it.

"Di Tian, make arrangements for me. After some time, I will go to the human world. To Shrek."

Di Tian was still lost in a daze, unable to accept the Life Ancient Tree appearing on Douluo Continent in the form of a martial soul. When he heard the Silver Dragon King's words, his mind instantly crashed.

"My lord, you..."

Before Di Tian could dissuade her, the Silver Dragon King's cold, clear voice cut him off. "My mind is made up. The Lake of Life no longer has enough life energy to restore my injuries. Remaining here would only be consoling myself with false hope."

"I might as well venture into the human world and find that soul master who has Spirit Gold and the Life Ancient Tree. I have ten thousand ways to draw him into our camp."

"After all, I am the Silver Dragon King who inherited the Dragon God's wisdom and elements~"

Di Tian looked at the lake before him and understood in his heart that no matter how much he said, it would be useless. His lord's trip to the human world was already set in stone. He said, "Understood, my lord. This subordinate will make arrangements at once."

The Silver Dragon King's voice gradually sank, as though she had lost all her strength. "To avoid exposing my identity, I will seal away my power and leave only my elemental power to move through the human world, and see for myself this world's soul tool technology."

Di Tian and Bi Ji exchanged a glance and answered one after the other:

"Understood, my lord."

Star Dou Great Forest, outer region.

Zhuang Minghui had a strand of Blue Silver Grass he had casually snapped off held between his lips, his hands behind his head, walking along the slightly damp dirt road with an arrogant, swaggering stride.

Having just finished absorbing his ten-thousand-year fourth soul ring, he was at his peak, brimming with soul power and full of energy. His already sturdy body and formidable stamina brought his personal qualities close to those of a Soul Emperor-level expert.

All of a sudden, Zhuang Minghui noticed mucus left behind by a snake-type soul beast crawling along the dirt road ahead. He crouched down and gently touched the mucus with both hands.

"Hm? Is this a Datura Snake...?"

Before he could think too much about it, a burst of hurried rustling came from the bushes ahead, accompanied by the voices of a boy and a girl talking.

"Xiao Ya, slow down. The Datura Snake is injured. It can't escape very far." This was a gentle young male voice.

"Beibei, can you stop nagging? If you ask me, it was all your fault just now. You couldn't even hold back a thousand-year Datura Snake." The girl's crisp but complaint-filled scolding followed right after.

Hearing these two voices, not only did Zhuang Minghui not avoid them, he instead patted the dirt off his hands and stood up, staring at the bushes in front of him.

"Here they come. Beibei, Tang Ya, and Huo Yuhao."

In many Douluo Continent fanfics, starting off by meeting the Tang Sect trio was an option triggered ninety percent of the time as long as the plot involved entering Shrek.

Before long, a girl who looked around three years older than Zhuang Minghui charged out of the bushes in a rush and slammed straight into Zhuang Minghui's broad, solid chest. A faint, delicate fragrance drifted into Zhuang Minghui's nose.

"Ow!"

The girl seemed to have crashed into a thick wall. With a cry of surprise, she sat down on the ground.

The girl looked only about fourteen or fifteen. Her black ponytail fell behind her head, she had a pair of phoenix eyes, and her light-blue fitted outfit outlined the youthful air unique to her.

The girl covered the forehead she had knocked painfully and said noisily:

"Ow, ow, ow! What is this thing? How is it so hard?"

Looking at Tang Ya, who had been knocked dizzy and looked adorably muddled, the corners of Zhuang Minghui's mouth curved into a wicked smile.

He bent slightly and murmured by Tang Ya's ear in an extremely magnetic and gentle voice:

"Of course it's my eight-pack abs. Want to see? Want to touch?"

"Eight-pack abs? You really have eight-pack abs?"

Hearing the words "eight-pack abs," Tang Ya's head stopped hurting and her body stopped feeling tired. Her big eyes shone as she looked at Zhuang Minghui in front of her, a perverted gleam flashing in them.

Eight-pack abs—she really had never seen them before. Her current boyfriend did not even have a single ab. How could this boy in front of her, who was several years younger than her, possibly have... Wait, it seemed like he really did!

Purple Demon Eye, activate!

"Xiao Ya, what are you doing?"

The voice behind her interrupted Tang Ya's movements.

Hearing this, Tang Ya turned back and saw Beibei, whose expression was dark, and Huo Yuhao, who had no idea what was going on. She felt a little guilty.

"Zhuang Minghui, why are you here?" Seeing Zhuang Minghui's appearance, Beibei felt extremely uncomfortable.

Zhuang Minghui put both hands in his pockets and looked meaningfully at Beibei. "Yo, if it isn't our Thunder Great Lizard Beibei. Then why are you here?"

The five words "Thunder Great Lizard" hit Beibei right where it hurt. Serpentine lightning flashed in his eyes as he angrily pointed at Zhuang Minghui and said:

"What lizard? This is a dragon. The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon—the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, one of the famed upper three sects from ten thousand years ago!"

Zhuang Minghui spread his hands, looking rather helpless, but his provocations toward Beibei kept coming one after another.

"Yes, yes, yes, it's the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon. But how could a three-ring Soul Elder with the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon let a thousand-year Datura Snake get away?"

"You!" Beibei was so furious he nearly burst into flames, but Tang Ya cut him off.

"All right, all right, Beibei, calm down."

Beibei hurriedly warned her, "Xiao Ya, don't let him fool you. He's just a healing-type soul master. He doesn't have the kind of powerful strength we assault-type soul masters do, let alone eight-pack abs."

Although it was true that Zhuang Minghui had an eight-pack, Beibei didn't want Tang Ya getting close to him.

He had already lost her once, and he didn't want to lose her a second time.

But Beibei seemed to have forgotten one thing: the Purple Demon Eye.

A sharp violet gleam appeared in Tang Ya's beautiful phoenix eyes as she stared fixedly at the spot she had just bumped into.

"You're lying. He clearly does. You stingy jerk, you won't even let me see his abs!"