Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
Ning Fengzhi stood in the great hall, his fingers trembling slightly.
How could he have failed to notice something everyone else had seen?
At first, he thought it was just a coincidence, that the Heavenly Screen had not gotten around to showing them.
But the Heavenly Screen had shown everyone in Spirit Hall, from Bibi Dong to Golden Crocodile Douluo to ordinary Soul Masters; everyone in the Heaven Dou Empire, from Xue Beng to General Ge Long; and everyone in the Star Luo Empire, from Dai Mubai's father to ordinary generals. Yet Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo had never appeared. Ning Fengzhi knew then that it was definitely no coincidence.
"It looks like Old Gu and I probably sacrificed our lives in the future!"
Sword Douluo gave the answer quite calmly.
"Haha, that's only natural!" Gu Rong laughed as well. "There were two gods on the other side, after all. Even Sea God Tang San was killed once, so it's only natural that we died in battle! Sect Master, you and Rongrong were both all right. That's the best outcome we could have hoped for!"
"Grandpa Sword, Grandpa Bone!"
Ning Rongrong's eyes reddened at once.
"That was the original future. Now that we know about it in advance, we certainly won't follow the same disastrous path!" Sword Douluo said with a comforting smile.
"Mm-hmm!"
"Grandpa Sword and Grandpa Bone will definitely be all right."
Ning Rongrong nodded, her eyes red.
"It's not just Uncle Jian and Uncle Gu, actually." Ning Fengzhi finally spoke, changing the subject because he knew there was no use saying more; it would only add to their sorrow.
Judging by the fact that Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue would both become gods in the future, unless the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect turned around and joined Spirit Hall, if they remained enemies with Spirit Hall, the outcome might not change even if they knew the future in advance.
It might not stop at Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo; their entire Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect might be destroyed.
"The Heavenly Screen has shown so many people, but many renowned experts have never appeared..."
Ning Fengzhi continued, "There are quite a few Titled Douluo whose names we know: Spirit Hall's Chrysanthemum Douluo, Ghost Douluo, Ling Yuan Douluo, Ghost Leopard Douluo, Mighty Lion Douluo..."
"And the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan." Ning Fengzhi's voice grew strained. "From the beginning until now, only two members of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan have appeared on the Heavenly Screen, and both were from the younger generation..."
"The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan was the continent's foremost Beast Martial Soul clan. If things really reached the point of a final battle, how could they possibly have been absent?"
"Unless they no longer existed by then."
Beneath the Heavenly Screen, the people and clans Ning Fengzhi had named, especially the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, had looked grim these past few days.
They had realized it themselves because of everyone's speculation.
"Was our Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan destroyed in the future?"
Yu Yuanzhen, the clan master of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, clenched his fists. He wondered exactly how his clan had been destroyed in the future and whether there was any way to avoid it.
In the Sunset Forest.
"The Heavenly Screen has never shown me. Could it be that I have already fallen in the future?"
"But why would I stake my life for the Heaven Dou Empire?"
Poison Douluo looked up at the Heavenly Screen, his gloomy expression tinged with puzzlement.
Chrysanthemum Douluo, who had failed his mission and was on his way back to Spirit Hall, could not help speaking quietly to Ghost Douluo beside him. "Old Ghost, it looks like the two of us are already dead in the future!"
"Now that we know, we just need to be more careful!"
Ghost Douluo's expression was grim too.
Ling Yuan Douluo, Ghost Leopard Douluo, Mighty Lion Douluo and the other Spirit Hall elders could not bring themselves to smile either, after guessing that they might already have fallen in the future.
Some had even noticed that Qian Daoliu, who had reportedly reached the Peerless Douluo realm, had never appeared on the Heavenly Screen either.
"Grandpa!"
"How could this be..."
In the Heaven Dou Crown Prince's palace, Qian Renxue's eyes filled with tears. She could not believe that her mighty grandfather might have sacrificed his life in the future.
"Tang San!"
Qian Renxue spoke Tang San's name, her eyes filled with killing intent.
As she saw it, if Qian Daoliu really had sacrificed his life in the future, the only one most likely to have killed him was Sea God Tang San, who was Spirit Hall's enemy.
It could not have been Xiao Wu; she had inherited the Asura God's position later.
Qian Daoliu himself was untroubled, without a trace of sorrow on his face.
He knew full well that he must have died in the future by sacrificing himself to help Qian Renxue. He had done so willingly, so there was nothing to fear.
In the future.
The fourth day after the descent of divine punishment.
Only after Wu Wei had once again found satisfaction with Qian Yuhan and Ye Si did he get up and sit down to cultivate.
When he actively circulated his cultivation technique, he cultivated twice as fast as he did automatically.
If he wanted to keep the two goddesses, Qian Yuhan and Ye Si, under his thumb in the future, he still needed to put in some effort.
Once I finish cultivating today, I should be able to get back to level 2.
Wu Wei silently sensed the state of his body as he thought to himself.
Then he focused on cultivating.
Beside Wu Wei, Qian Yuhan and Ye Si took quite some time to recover before they both got up.
They exchanged a glance, each seeing the shame and anger in the other's eyes.
Then they both glared at Wu Wei as he cultivated.
If looks could kill, Wu Wei would have been cut to pieces a thousand times over.
This bastard is nothing but a beast!
He doesn't know the meaning of restraint. He just keeps wasting our precious time for cultivating again.
Qian Yuhan and Ye Si were already so attuned to each other that they did not need to speak; a single glance was enough to know what the other was saying.
They were genuinely angry about Wu Wei's behavior.
Now that the descent of divine punishment had reshuffled everything, this was precisely the time to cultivate hard and seize the initiative.
But Wu Wei spent so much of his effort on them every day.
As a result, their cultivation time had been greatly reduced.
They had originally felt that they could cultivate back to level 2 in three or four days, but now it would take at least five or six.
It was all Wu Wei's fault.
How could they not be angry?
The two women had thought about joining forces again to kill Wu Wei and take their revenge.
But both had a feeling that they could not kill him, so they had not acted rashly.
Otherwise, if they failed, they dared not imagine what would await them.
News that the God of Food and the Nine-Colored Goddess had fallen to the Douluo Continent and been killed by a group of humans had already spread far and wide, and they had heard it too.
That made them even less willing to act rashly.
After that, the two women paid Wu Wei no more attention and each began to cultivate.
Hum-
Only when a fluctuation of Soul Power came from Wu Wei did it startle them awake.
"You... you reached level 2?"
Qian Yuhan stared at Wu Wei with wide eyes, once again astonished by his cultivation speed.
"It's been days already. Isn't it perfectly normal to reach level 2?"
"But you two gods, why haven't you leveled up yet?"
Wu Wei laughed.
Qian Yuhan and Ye Si's expressions turned colorful at once.
They were both gritting their teeth a little.
So doing that kind of thing really doesn't slow down your cultivation at all!