Douluo Continent: Simulating Douluo Dalu III to Screw Over Tang San

[You entered the Primary Spirit Ascension Platform again. Both of your Soul Rings increased in age once more, reaching the 1,800-year level.]

[At age 12, your Soul Power reached level 30. Nourished by the Body Sect's secret technique, your body grew stronger.]

[Your father obtained a 3,000-year Golden Giant Ape Soul Spirit for you. You successfully absorbed it, gaining your Third Soul Ring and your third Soul Skill, Mountain-Shattering Punch. Your Soul Power Level reached 31.]

[You attempted the Level 4 Blacksmith assessment, but failed.]

[At age 13, your Soul Power reached level 34. You took the Level 4 Blacksmith assessment again, and this time you succeeded.]

[At age 14, your Soul Power reached level 37. You made a Level 3 Soul Tool and became a Level 3 Soul Engineer.]

[At age 15, your Soul Power reached level 39 and temporarily hit a bottleneck.]

[Your father gave you a Soul Ascension Pill, which could raise Soul Power by one level without side effects for anyone below the Soul Ancestor rank.]

[You took the Soul Ascension Pill and reached level 40.]

[Your second Soul Spirit split off a second purple Soul Ring. You became a Four-Ring Soul Ancestor and reached level 41.]

[At age 16, your Soul Power reached level 43. You attempted the Level 5 Blacksmith assessment, but failed, as expected.]

[At age 17, your Soul Power reached level 45. Your father used the Body Sect's secret technique to perform a Second Awakening on your Body Martial Soul. You successfully evolved your twin-fist Martial Soul into Iron Fist.]

[Thanks to the Martial Soul Second Awakening, your Soul Power rose by two levels, reaching level 47.]

[At age 18, your Soul Power reached level 49. You attempted the Level 5 Blacksmith assessment for the second time, but failed again.]

[Half a year later, your Soul Power rose to level 50. You chose to have your second Soul Spirit split off another Soul Ring. You became a Five-Ring Soul King, and your Soul Power reached level 51.]

[You took the Level 5 Blacksmith assessment for the third time and succeeded.]

[You attempted to make a Level 5 Soul Tool and succeeded, becoming a Level 5 Soul Engineer.]

[Your father began teaching you how to make Battle Armor. You were delighted and studied diligently.]

[At age 19, your Soul Power reached level 52. You were not surprised to have gained only one level in half a year.]

[At age 20, your Soul Power reached level 54. Over the course of a year, under your father's careful guidance, you independently completed the entire process of forging, designing, and manufacturing a full set of One-Word Battle Armor for yourself. You became a One-Word Battle Armor Master.]

[After becoming a Battle Armor Master, you wanted to go out and show off, but ran into an Evil Soul Master. Your joy turned to sorrow, and you died at the Evil Soul Master's hands.]

[You died. Simulation ended!]

[Simulation ended. Calculating rewards!]

[The items you obtained in this simulation are as follows: 1. The Body Sect's cultivation method 2. A 700-year Qian Jun Ant first Soul Spirit 3. The Body Sect's Martial Soul Second Awakening secret technique 4. Second Soul Spirit 5. Level 5 Blacksmith inheritance 6. Level 5 Soul Engineer inheritance 7. One-Word Battle Armor Master inheritance.]

[Choose one of seven. Please make your selection!]

Looking at the eight choices, Gong Yu immediately felt his difficulty making decisions flare up again. Most of this simulation's rewards were good, making it a little hard for him to choose.

With no other choice, he decided to start by eliminating options.

First, rule out the first, second, and fourth options. Those things don't mean much to me. I already have a cultivation method, and I've even obtained the Tang Sect's, so there's no need to choose the Body Sect's. There's even less reason to pick those two Soul Spirits.

The third option is somewhat useful to me, but by comparison, I have the Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill to change my aptitude, so the Body Sect's Martial Soul Second Awakening secret technique doesn't mean much to me either.

I can rule out the fifth option. What would I need an inheritance for to work a forge? If I want to learn, I can just find a smithy and become an apprentice. If that doesn't work, I can still go to Gengxin City.

I do want the sixth option. A Level 5 Soul Engineer inheritance-if I became a Level 5 Soul Engineer, I'd never be short of spending money again.

But I want the seventh option too. It's a One-Word Battle Armor Master inheritance, after all, and it includes the whole process, from forging and design to manufacturing. Still, even if I obtained the inheritance, with my current Soul Power, I wouldn't be able to make One-Word Battle Armor for now.

But if I accept the Level 5 Soul Engineer inheritance, I'd only need to raise my forging level. With my current strength, I'd at least be able to make Level 2 Soul Tools.

What a headache. How should I choose?

System, can I choose two?

Chapter 39: Rose Hotel

The system immediately responded to Gong Yu's question.

[Yes, but there is a price.]

What price? Gong Yu asked in his heart.

[Your free monthly attempts for the next five years will be deducted, and all the simulation attempts you have currently accumulated will be cleared. If you wish to obtain more simulation attempts, you can only get them by screwing over Tang San.]

Gong Yu hesitated and calculated in his heart. Five years' worth of simulation attempts comes to 60. Add what I've accumulated now, and that's nearly 70 simulation opportunities. Trading them for the reward from one option seems like a bit of a loss.

After all, nearly 70 simulations would definitely get me plenty of good things. But I'm not short of anything for now, and even if I got the simulation attempts, I'd just save them. There's no point in that either!

Damn it, why think so much? I'm just drawing on the next five years' allowance in advance. It's like a credit card overdraft. I'll make the trade. As for simulation attempts, at worst, I can get them by screwing over Tang San.

So Gong Yu said silently, I accept the price.

[Transaction complete.]

[Choose two of the seven items obtained in this simulation. Please make your selection!]

Gong Yu said silently, I choose options six and seven.

The next second, Gong Yu felt two warm currents enter his mind. Soon, his mind was filled with memories of making Soul Tools and Battle Armor.

With this knowledge, I'll have plenty to keep me busy in the days ahead, Gong Yu murmured in his heart. But I still need to improve my forging skills. All I received was an inheritance of knowledge, but I don't have any forging ability at all right now. I can't make Soul Tools, much less Battle Armor.

With that thought, Gong Yu felt it was necessary to make a trip to Gengxin City to learn forging, though he only needed to learn the basics. After all, in this era, blacksmiths still held a very low status, so the classification of blacksmith ranks was still quite broad.

In this era, the three great Divine Craftsmen, Tang Hao, Tai Tan, and Lou Gao, were at most equivalent to Saint Craftsmen twenty thousand years later. After all, only one Divine Craftsman could exist on the Douluo Continent at a time; it was impossible for three to stand together.

Five years later.

The Rose Hotel, Suotuo City, Balak Kingdom.

That day, a boy and a girl arrived at the entrance of the Rose Hotel. They looked to be around twelve years old.

The boy was plainly dressed. He was about 1.7 meters tall and wore a neat, light-blue training outfit.

Around his waist was a belt set with twenty-four pieces of jade. His half-long black hair barely reached his shoulders. His features were quite ordinary and gave an even stronger impression that he was hard to approach. A faint, false smile always lingered at the corners of his mouth.

As for the girl, her silky black hair was combed into a neat scorpion braid that still hung past her calves.

She was slightly taller than the boy. A little pink top tightly wrapped her developing figure. If her chest was not yet full enough, her slender waist, narrow enough to be clasped in one hand, would make countless women envious.

Her long, taut thighs were wrapped in white trousers, giving her the perfect golden-ratio proportions. Though she looked young and still had a childish face, her round, pert little bottom already had a hint of allure.

Her curved brows were naturally shaped, and her large, watery eyes sat above a flat, square, tender little face. Her originally impressive figure, set against her very ordinary-looking face, made for a mismatch no matter how one looked at her.

If Gong Yu had been there, he would certainly have recognized the boy and girl as Tang San and Xiao Wu.

Tang San was as ugly as ever, repulsive at first glance.

As for Xiao Wu, before her face had been disfigured, she really had been quite pretty. But ever since Gong Yu had smashed her around with all his might five years ago, the bones of her face had been deformed. Although the injuries to her face had healed afterward, the misshapen bones could not be restored.

As Xiao Wu grew older, her facial bones became broader and squarer, and she gradually ceased to be the oval-faced Xiao Wu she had once been.

But Tang San's love for Xiao Wu was evidently true, so even though she had grown ugly, he had never once shown any disgust toward her.

"The Rose Hotel. Little San, let's stay here," square-faced Xiao Wu said to Tang San, pointing at the Rose Hotel, which was built in the shape of a giant rose.

"Whatever you say," Tang San replied indifferently.

It was a rare occasion for the Little Scumbag to splurge. After working for the past few years and collecting Spirit Hall's subsidy, he had managed to save a modest sum.

Upon entering the Rose Hotel, the first thing they noticed was the scent of roses wafting into their noses. The refreshing fragrance carried a hint of warmth, leaving them comfortable in body and mind.

The hotel's interior used only three colors: white, silver, and rose red. The warm, distinctive, and elegant surroundings easily left a favorable impression.

Tang San walked up to the counter and said to the attendant, "Please get us two rooms."

The attendant replied, "I'm sorry, we only have one room left."

There really was only one room left. Just a few minutes earlier, Gong Yu and the other nine people with him had booked all the remaining rooms. That last room was only free because Na'er had insisted on sharing one with Gong Yu.

"One room?" Tang San frowned. He had lived two lives, and sharing a bed and pillow with Xiao Wu when they were younger in this life had not felt like much. But now that both of them were gradually taking on adult figures, he remembered very clearly the saying that men and women should not touch casually.

The attendant emphasized again, "Yes, only one. But rest assured, our rooms are all very spacious and fully equipped. There's more than enough room for two people."

Xiao Wu said casually, "Then one room is fine. Didn't we always share a dormitory when we were in Nuoding? What's the big deal? We can even save some money to buy pretty clothes!"

Tang San shook his head helplessly. He was not a stubborn person; at worst, he could sleep on the floor. He usually cultivated at night anyway, and that was the best sleep.

"All right, please get me that room, then."

Just as the attendant was about to process Tang San's booking, a sudden voice interrupted him.

"Shouldn't that room belong to me?"

Tang San and Xiao Wu turned around at the same time and saw three people behind them, walking toward the counter.

Of the three, one was a man and two were women. The two girls were dressed to the nines and looked to be seventeen or eighteen. They were tall, a little taller even than Xiao Wu, and their faces were identical. They were clearly twins.

The man was about 1.8 meters tall, half a head taller than Tang San. He looked young, even a little younger than the two girls behind him.

His shoulders were broad, and his handsome face had a touch of ruggedness. His long golden hair hung loose down his back, almost reaching his waist.

Most striking were his eyes, a pair of uncanny eyes.

Both eyes had twin pupils. His dark-blue gaze was cold, a chill that came from deep within. A sinister light flickered between his half-lowered eyelids, and a single look from him felt like being cut by a sharp blade.

Walking up to the counter, the young man looked at the attendant and said, "You must be new here. Don't you know you're supposed to keep a room for me?"

The attendant replied, "Whether I'm new or not, you'd better not cause trouble. Our manager decided to let the rooms out today. There's only one left now, and we weren't planning to give it to you. Don't you understand first come, first served?"

The young man was taken aback. He felt he must have failed to consult the almanac before going out today. Since when did even a mere attendant have the confidence to talk like this?

The young man immediately snapped, "This is the first time I've seen an attendant dare to boss me around. Have I been away for just a few days, and the Rose Hotel has already forgotten that my surname is Dai?"

Just then, a voice suddenly rang through the entire hotel lobby.

"Is having the surname Dai so impressive? Even the Star Luo Dai Family is nothing but a mutated white cat. Who do you think you are, just because your surname is Dai?"

Chapter 40: Gong Lan vs. Dai Mubai

The voice reached them before its owner appeared.

As the voice slowly faded, a boy and nine girls emerged from the stairs to the side.

The boy and nine girls looked young too, around twelve years old. Even the slightly older girls looked no more than fifteen.

The boy was somewhat handsome, but only somewhat; he was nothing like exceptionally handsome.

He wore a gray-white jacket that reached his hips, with the collar and patterns embroidered in gold thread. Beneath it was a white shirt embroidered with golden patterns. He wore black trousers and a dragon-shaped belt around his waist, making him look quite extraordinary.

The nine girls were also richly dressed. Every one of them had extraordinary looks and was a rare beauty. The silver-haired one in particular was a peerless beauty.

The boy and nine girls were none other than Gong Yu and his entire large family, while the young man surnamed Dai who had been making all the noise was naturally Dai Mubai.

Dai Mubai's attention was immediately drawn to them, and his eyes lit up. But he was not staring at Gong Yu; he was staring at the girls beside him, especially the one Gong Yu had his right arm around.

But Dai Mubai quickly came to his senses and remembered the earlier remark. He instantly turned his gaze to Gong Yu and asked, "Were you the one who said that? Were you insulting the Dai Family?"

"I said it. What about it?" Gong Yu released his arm from around Na'er's waist and spread his hands. "All I said was the truth. The Dai Family's Martial Soul is nothing but a mutated white cat!"

"You're courting death." With his family's inherited Martial Soul insulted, Dai Mubai was instantly brimming with killing intent. He let go of the twins and hurled a punch straight at Gong Yu.

"Heh..." Gong Yu sneered and clenched his fist, ready to meet the punch with one of his own.

But Gong Lan stepped forward first. She said mildly, "There's no need for you to deal with a thing like this, young master. What if you dirty your hands?"

Hearing that, Gong Yu smiled. If he could avoid fighting, it really was better not to. After all, one punch from him carried more than ten thousand jin of force. His Soul Power had now reached level 39, his Dragon Elephant Prajna had reached the peak of its fourth layer, and he also had the power of the Golden Dragon King Bloodline bolstering him.

Although he had not tested his strength in a long time, he knew that if he threw a punch, it would carry at least ten thousand jin of force. That was not something a three-ring Dai Mubai could withstand.

So it was suitable for Gong Lan to step forward and fight. At least she knew how to hold back.

Seeing Gong Lan move first, Gong Xue, who stood nearby dressed entirely in fiery red, stamped her feet and said angrily, "Damn it, Elder Sister beat me to it again."

Hearing Gong Xue's words, Gong Yu gave a bitter smile. Gong Lan was kindhearted. Whenever she saw an injustice, she rushed to act first because she was worried Gong Xue would beat her to it. Whenever Gong Xue did get there first, she would often thrash the person half to death.

Gong Lan truly could not bear to see others suffer at her younger sister's hands, so she always stepped forward before Gong Xue.

Now, facing Dai Mubai's incoming punch, Gong Lan struck out with her own fist. As she punched, however, her hand turned a lustrous, milky white.

"Mysterious Jade Hand?" Surprise immediately appeared in Tang San's eyes as he stood beside the counter. He was certain he had not seen wrong. The girl was definitely using the Tang Sect's hand-training technique, Mysterious Jade Hand.

Could the Tang Sect exist in this world too? Tang San's thoughts raced. I'll watch a little longer. If that's really the case, and they discover that I cultivate the Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record, I'm afraid I won't escape being hunted down again. So... I absolutely must not expose myself again.

While Tang San's thoughts churned, Gong Lan's and Dai Mubai's fists had already met.

Bang...