Let Tang Wulin Go Out and Sell

Yi Zichen's eyes slanted toward Di Tian, the suspicion at the bottom of his gaze almost spilling over.

"It's not that I look down on you."

"Senior."

"But you don't seem to have any hands-on experience, do you?"

Di Tian strode out of the jewelry shop selling Dragon God's Tears in a few quick steps and gazed toward the Eternal Sky Tree towering into the clouds.

Above the crown of the tree was where Shrek's Sea God Pavilion stood, and also where Pavilion Master Ling Zichen was at this very moment.

"Hey!"

"Even if I've never eaten pork, haven't I still seen pigs run?"

"I've lived for so many years and seen so many people. When it comes to that little business between men and women on Douluo Continent, all changes are but variations on the same theme."

"From a generally rational standpoint."

"It's already been ten thousand years, and she still hasn't managed to drive you away."

"So you definitely have a chance."

"In Ling Dapao's heart, you rank second only to Tang Wulin."

"To put it in trendy terms."

"For ten thousand years, you've been Ling Dapao's number-one simp. No one even comes close."

Di Tian's words were harsh.

But what he said was also a fact everyone knew.

The previous generation's king of simps, "Chen Xinjie," had only simped for two hundred years, while you, Yi Zichen, had simped for ten thousand.

A fiftyfold gap.

Truly...

Had the heavens not birthed you, Yi Zichen, the path of simping would have been an eternal night through the ages!

If a normal person heard that, they would definitely be furious, and might even take it out on Di Tian, who was only telling the truth.

However.

Yi Zichen was obviously no normal person.

Oh, he was not even human anymore.

With his half-mechanized body, he could only be considered half a person.

In the original timeline, the later plot really did prove that if a simp simped long enough, he would eventually have everything.

But he would have been better off with nothing!

Ling Zichen did indeed marry Yi Zichen in the end.

But when the wedding ceremony was held.

Other people's wedding vows were either, "From this day forward, whether in prosperity or adversity, in wealth or poverty, in sickness or in health, I will love you and cherish you... until death do us part."

Or, "Two families joined in marriage, a covenant made before this hall; may this blessed union last forever, a match equal in name and bond..."

But the moment Ling Zichen opened her mouth, it was:

"The one I love isn't you. The one I love is Tang Wulin!"

"Do you still want to marry me?"

She dared say that in front of a hall full of honored guests.

By the time it came to the wedding night, when the two of you were getting busy, Ling Zichen would probably keep calling Tang Wulin's name the whole time.

As for Yi Zichen?

Of course, he agreed cheerfully.

This kind of Yi Zichen!

How the hell could he be a normal person!

Sure enough.

When Di Tian called him a simp, he did not get angry at all.

Moreover.

Hearing Di Tian speak with such clear logic, the look in Yi Zichen's eyes as he gazed at Di Tian gradually revealed an expression of "the Beast God's insight is profound."

And Di Tian, for his part, had also taken his seat as the scheming adviser.

"Think back."

"Over the past ten thousand years."

"You must have confessed to Ling Dapao before, and more than once."

"She must have called you an idiot, a fool, and things like that, but she definitely never called you a 'fucking moron.'"

"Right?"

Yi Zichen nodded with certainty.

"That's exactly it."

"Words like idiot and fool are all insults, but from a certain angle, they can carry the flavor of an affectionate nickname."

"For example, add little in front of them."

"Little idiot, little fool, things like that."

"But 'dumbass' leaves absolutely no room for misunderstanding. It's twenty-four-karat pure profanity."

"From this, we can see..."

"Ling Dapao did not wholeheartedly want to drive you away. She always left herself a certain amount of leeway."

"And then think about ten thousand years spent together."

"For humans, that truly is a very long time."

"She may have long since grown used to the days with you by her side. She simply didn't realize it herself, or didn't want to acknowledge it."

"Now."

"At this very moment."

"You have left her side. She is probably standing on the Eternal Sky Tree, watching you the whole time."

The final sentence was like thunder, striking Yi Zichen like a bolt from a clear sky.

His body swayed.

Then he vanished from the spot with lightning speed, leaving only a mechanical sphere in the shape of a circular core, which fell into Di Tian's hand.

"Senior."

"With this junior following you, it would be difficult for you to enjoy sightseeing to the fullest."

"So I will take my leave and stop disturbing you."

"What you hold is my Sub-Mechanical Core."

"With it following you, the moment you undergo the tribulation to become a god, it will sound an alarm."

"My apologies. This is part of my duty."

"But the mechanical core will not restrict you, much less monitor you."

"Once you leave Douluo Home Planet, the mechanical core will automatically leave as well."

Di Tian, however, did not spare Yi Zichen another glance.

He had his own business to handle.

How could he have so much time to worry about other people's romance? He had to hurry and try searching Shrek for the Life Evergreen Vine pouch containing the Golden Behemoth King cub, then go find Tang Wulin.

The Golden Behemoth King cub and the Life Evergreen Vine had always been placed inside a coin-shaped spatial soul device, an antique from thirty thousand years ago, belonging to ancient black technology.

Di Tian charged straight into the antique market in Shrek City, and his behavior did not seem strange.

In the antique market, legends of getting rich overnight happened from time to time.

The Soul Beast Clan needed to pay taxes to the Federation.

Over the past nearly ten thousand years, Di Tian had actually run many money-making projects, and antique reselling was one of them.

With his veteran eye, he could be called the number one treasure appraiser in the antique world.

To make money, he had even resold antiques he himself had used tens of thousands of years ago, and experts had once used the reasoning "do you understand Beast God Di Tian, or do I understand Beast God Di Tian?" to bargain down the price.

Money.

Two words one could not get around.

In fact, this was also his purpose in going to find Tang Wulin.

Tang Wulin was about to be sold.

Of course Di Tian had to get a share.

He was not deliberately going to make trouble for Tang Wulin.

Small money, of course he could ignore, but what Tang Wulin would earn was not small money.

In the original timeline, under the arrangements of his lifesaver and manager, Le Qingling, Tang Wulin became a superstar-level singer popular across the seven major planets of the entire Douluo Demi-God Realm.

A god-level powerhouse becoming a singer was the only case in history.

A god-level presence could naturally crush all other peers.

Not to mention, Tang Wulin was also the protagonist of the previous era. There was definitely nothing to criticize about his looks.

All of it precisely targeted a consumer group.

The group in the world most capable of spending money.

—Women!

Young women!!

Young women who chased celebrities!!!

Together with the million songs he had borrowed wholesale from another world, they could make up for the shortcomings on Tang Wulin's road to becoming a superstar singer.

How many years had Tang Wulin been singing? Altogether, he had only a single-digit number of songs.

That really was not good enough.

But with his shareholding, a million songs, ten thousand love songs—

Ten thousand explosive love songs that had been tested by history!

In Douluo Continent, a world whose underlying operating logic was the law of love, money was guaranteed to pour in like water!

Before Tang Wulin recovered his memories, he could make him earn at least a few divine weapons back!

In an era when Federation coins not only had no inflation, but even underwent slight deflation—

A flawed divine weapon was worth over ten billion Federation coins, while the very top divine weapons were worth hundreds of billions, even trillions, of Federation coins.

Tang Wulin, the divine-level singer put on the market, paired with the ten thousand love songs he had brought out—enough to crash the Love God's law that formed Douluo Continent's underlying logic.

The mere Federation coins needed for a few divine weapons would be easy pickings.

He, Di Tian, had decided!

Tang Wulin had to go out and sell himself!