Dreaming Back to the Battle of Fate

Chao Tianxiang watched Fang Yuan and the Myriad Beast Demon Spirit from afar, her heart filled with shock.

Her knowledge was somewhat inferior to that of her husband, Meng Shu, but even so, she could see just how heaven-defying that young man was.

Absorbing a hundred-thousand-year soul ring in an instant, and he still had the nerve to say he wasn't cheating?

Meng Shu's call to leave quickly was exactly what she wanted.

Grabbing her granddaughter, Chao Tianxiang fled into the distance with Meng Shu.

Standing atop the Myriad Beast Demon Spirit's mountain-like body, Fang Yuan raised an eyebrow as he watched the three flee for their lives.

"Trying to leave?"

A faint smile appeared on his face. "Perfect. I can test my eighth soul skill. If you want to leave in front of me now, it won't be so easy."

As he spoke, eight soul rings rose neatly beneath Fang Yuan's feet—two yellow, two purple, three black, and one red—circling around him.

Then, the scarlet soul ring representing a hundred thousand years suddenly erupted with dazzling radiance.

A flash of emerald light streaked past.

Eighth Soul Skill, Fixed Immortal Travel!

Fang Yuan vanished from the Myriad Beast Demon Spirit's body. Amid flashing emerald light, he appeared in an instant on the only path Meng Shu and his granddaughter could take.

As dazzling emerald light flared, Meng Shu and the other two could not help narrowing their eyes. When they looked ahead again, Fang Yuan was already standing before them.

The Fixed Immortal Travel Gu was Fang Yuan's most prized space-path Gu worm in his previous life, a mobile Immortal Gu that had saved him from danger time and again.

Its ability was simple enough: it could teleport a person to any place in the world they wished to go.

Of course, the user had to possess a clear impression of that location in their mind. If the scene at that location had changed drastically, activating Fixed Immortal Travel would fail.

Moreover, there was a three-breath preparation period before its teleportation ability activated. If one was interrupted during that time, the teleportation would likewise fail.

Even with these restrictions, it remained one of the world's finest means of movement.

Fang Yuan's earlier soul rings had already addressed his survival, combat power, and endurance. Naturally, his gaze had turned to this mobile Immortal Gu, which he had used most often in his previous life.

With such an almost miraculous means of teleportation, he could achieve unimaginable effects.

Even the second soul skill granted by his eighth soul ring had been carefully selected by Fang Yuan to work in tandem with Fixed Immortal Travel.

Though it was somewhat extravagant, Fixed Immortal Travel's strategic value made such an investment worthwhile!

Using Fixed Immortal Travel, Fang Yuan instantly teleported before Meng Shu and the other two.

When Fixed Immortal Travel teleported someone, it could only transport the human body, not their clothing.

If Fang Yuan did nothing, he would become a naked pervert after teleporting.

However, having used Fixed Immortal Travel repeatedly in his previous life, Fang Yuan had long since devised a solution.

After the three-breath preparation period and just before the teleportation began, Fang Yuan instantly stored his clothes in the Supreme Immortal Aperture. Then, the moment the teleportation was complete, he immediately took them back out and put them on.

It sounded somewhat troublesome, but Fang Yuan had used this little combo many times in the Gu World and was already thoroughly proficient at it.

Veiled by the emerald light, no one could see his naked body.

Meng Shu and the other two had been about to leave, yet in only a moment, the mysterious young man who had slain a hundred-thousand-year soul beast appeared before them.

The instant they saw Fang Yuan, both Meng Shu and Chao Tianxiang turned pale with shock.

Instinctively, they summoned their martial souls. The dragon-headed and snake-headed canes crossed in midair, the four eyes atop them glinting with cold light.

Protected behind Meng Shu and Chao Tianxiang, Meng Yiran had not sensed much and had no idea what had happened in that brief span of time.

But seeing her grandfather and grandmother acting as though they faced a formidable enemy, she summoned her own snake cane martial soul as well, staring warily at the peerlessly handsome man before them.

Fang Yuan stood where he was, his hands clasped behind his back, as if the imposing aura of Meng Shu and Chao Tianxiang's two canes did not exist at all.

He smiled calmly and spoke softly. "Why are you leaving in such a hurry? Fortunately, the two of you blocked that soul beast for me earlier. I haven't even had the chance to thank you. May I ask who you are?"

Meng Shu and Chao Tianxiang exchanged a glance, both secretly filled with suspicion.

What exactly was this young man up to? Did he truly intend to thank them, or did he want to silence them?

The latter was not impossible. After all, Meng Shu and Chao Tianxiang had personally witnessed him hunt a hundred-thousand-year soul beast.

And hunting a hundred-thousand-year soul beast meant that he must possess a hundred-thousand-year soul bone!

If he did not want news of that to spread, killing them to silence them would be the best option.

Meng Shu's heart tightened, but he knew he absolutely could not show weakness or appear guilty at this moment.

He laughed heartily, his voice carefree. "This old man is Meng Shu, known as the Dragon Duke. This is my wife, the Serpent Grandmother, Chao Tianxiang. Young people these days truly inspire awe in their elders."

First flatter him and see how he reacted.

Hearing that name, Fang Yuan was briefly stunned, and his expression became somewhat strange.

Then, an inexplicable note entered his voice.

"As an eight-ringed Soul Douluo, it is fine for you to call yourself an ancestor. But calling yourself the Dragon Duke before me is truly..."

Meng Shu's expression stiffened. "May I ask what you mean by that?"

The strange look on Fang Yuan's face vanished. Shaking his head, he smiled. "Nothing. You reminded me of an old acquaintance."

He let the matter pass and shifted his gaze to Meng Yiran behind Meng Shu and Chao Tianxiang, as well as the Man-Faced Demon Spider whose legs had been severed but which was still alive.

At the sight of this Man-Faced Demon Spider, Fang Yuan recalled the external soul bone Tang San had obtained from it in the original timeline—the Eight Spider Lances.

It seemed that because of him, Tang San, Xiao Wu, and the people from Shrek Academy had all had their itineraries disrupted.

As a result, the Man-Faced Demon Spider that Tang San should have absorbed had instead fallen into Meng Shu and Chao Tianxiang's hands.

The Eight Spider Lances were an external soul bone Tang San used extremely well. They helped him immensely and eventually even evolved into a divine weapon. Should I take this Man-Faced Demon Spider for myself?

Such a thought could not help arising in Fang Yuan's mind.

If he wanted events to unfold as closely as possible to the original timeline, then perhaps he should not let the Eight Spider Lances, which were so important to Tang San, slip away.

With that thought, Fang Yuan smiled faintly at Meng Shu and Chao Tianxiang. "The one behind you is your granddaughter, correct? Has she reached a bottleneck and needs a soul ring to advance?

"You are bringing along a soul beast covered in wounds. Its bloody scent may draw other soul beasts here. Why not absorb its soul ring as soon as possible?"

Chao Tianxiang's eyes narrowed as she said coldly, "Boy, what does that have to do with you?"

Meng Shu hurriedly raised a hand and cut Chao Tianxiang off. The young man before them was exceedingly strange and terrifying. Chao Tianxiang had spoken without restraint out of concern for her granddaughter, but he could not do the same.

He smiled and said, "We still do not know how to address this young friend."