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

Some of the bolder ones had tried to enter, only to come out missing arms and legs shortly afterward. Gong Yu had not even needed to lift a finger himself; he had filled the pathways with trigger-activated soul-guide bombs.

People in this era had no idea how dangerous those things were, so whenever anyone went in, none came out in one piece.

Chapter 106: The Seeds of Life and Destruction

After enough people were maimed, the killers stopped being foolish enough to force their way into Gong Yu's territory. There were plenty of places to choose from anyway; if this target was no good, they could simply find another!

Without those killers bothering him, Gong Yu finally had some peace and quiet, and he could get on with his own business without worrying.

"System, start a Simulation."

[Please select an occupation...]

"No need. Just make it a random Simulation."

Gong Yu gave a casual reply in his mind. Ever since the system had successfully upgraded, more and more options had become available, but he had gone so long without using it that he did not rely on it much.

He wanted to run a Simulation partly to pass the time, and partly to see whether he could acquire some new techniques or gain something else.

[Simulation starting!]

[Age 0: You were born.]

[Age 6: You awakened your Martial Soul, the Cloud-Breaking Spear, with Innate Full Soul Power.]

[Age 12: Your Soul Power reached level 35. You entered Shitrek Academy, where Yun Ming took notice of you and accepted you as his disciple.]

[Age 13: Your Soul Power reached level 40. Your second Soul Spirit generated a Soul Ring on its own, bringing you to level 41. Yun Ming taught you the Atlas Spear Technique.]

[Three months later, Yun Ming brought back a junior sister for you named Na'er. She was a year younger than you and had beautiful silver hair.]

[Age 14: You were level 45, and Na'er was level 35. Every day, the two of you either cultivated or sparred. Yun Ming and his wife both thought you and your junior sister would make a fine couple someday, but you knew Na'er had someone in her heart. You did not insist, though; you thought women would slow down your spear draw.]

[Age 15: Your Soul Power Level reached 49.]

[Age 16: Your Soul Power Level reached 54, and your Soul Power had been compressed to nearly seventy percent of its original volume.]

[Age 17: At level 59, you were sent to participate in the so-called Devil Island military training.]

[Age 18: Over the course of a year on Devil Island, you and your companions were tormented black and blue by several old devils, but you ultimately completed the mission. Your Soul Power rose very slowly that year, but it finally reached level 60.]

[Deliberately guided by the old devils, you forcibly absorbed the power of destruction and condensed a Seed of Destruction inside your body.]

[The Life Tide on Devil Island began.]

[You absorbed the power of life brought by the Life Tide and condensed a Seed of Life inside your body.]

[The Seeds of Life and Destruction took root inside you, but because you lacked experience, you failed to keep the two powers in balance. In the end, the power of destruction fell out of balance, and you died under its ravages.]

[You died. Simulation ended!]

[Items obtained in this Simulation: 1. Atlas Spear Technique 2. Soul Power compression method 3. Seed of Life 4. Seed of Destruction 5. One set of Simulation memories 6. One-tenth of the Simulation's cultivation]

[Choose one of six. Please make your selection. (Note: Simulation attempts may be spent on additional exchanges. Ten Simulation attempts can be exchanged for one reward.)]

Gong Yu glanced at how many Simulation attempts he had left and found he still had twenty-six. They were the attempts he had accumulated over the years by screwing over Gong Yu or Gong Yu's teammates. As for the free attempt awarded each month, the system had already taken them all.

There was nothing to debate. Gong Yu immediately made his selection. "I choose item three, and I'll spend ten more Simulation attempts to exchange for item four."

He could have chosen option one as well. After all, once Gong Lan obtained her fifth Soul Ring, she should acquire the Blue Silver Overlord Spear. Having a spear but no spear technique would not mean much; if he exchanged for option one, he would not have to worry about having no spear technique to use.

But after thinking it over, Gong Yu realized it would not be long before he could unlock his sixth Blood Essence Soul Ring. The Golden Dragon Spear would appear then, and it came with its own matching divine skill, so there would be no need for the Atlas Spear Technique.

[Reward items issued.]

The next moment, Gong Yu felt something extra inside him. Looking inward, he saw two seedlike objects, one green and one purple, planted inside his body.

The halos radiating from the two seeds intertwined and reached a state of balance, forming the shape of two entwined fish, with the seeds serving as their eyes.

"I never expected this Simulation to yield something like this. It actually gave me the Seed of Life and the Seed of Destruction ahead of time. I've wanted them for a long time, though, and now that I've gotten them early, they'll save me a lot of trouble later."

The power of the Golden Dragon King Bloodline, the powers of life and destruction, and Break Evil Dragon's will were all concentrated inside one human body. Once Gong Yu obtained Divine Slaughter's Domain, who knew what Asura would think when he used it to observe all those different powers filling Gong Yu's body?

"Forget it. That's enough Simulating for today." Setting the matter aside without dwelling on it further, Gong Yu activated the soul-guide bombs in the surrounding area, then dropped down and went to sleep.

He was probably the only outsider who could get a good night's sleep in Slaughter City. It could not be helped: his soul-guide bombs had screwed people over so badly that no one would be foolish enough to provoke him again.

In the blink of an eye, another two months passed. As of today, he had participated in sixty-two slaughter matches.

He had been in Slaughter City for more than three months and fought sixty-two matches, gradually making a name for himself. He did not care about that, however, and continued doing his own thing in his own way.

Another month passed. On this day, Gong Yu's Soul Power rose by one level, reaching level 56. He had participated in ten slaughter matches that month, bringing his total to seventy-two.

But the further he went, the higher the levels of his opponents became. He had suffered fairly serious injuries on two occasions, though fortunately, thanks to the Seed of Life inside him, those wounds had healed on their own before long.

Another month passed, and he added ten more matches, bringing his total victories to eighty-two. Eighteen more and he could leave this godforsaken place.

On this day, he finished forging the final component of his Two-Word Battle Armor: the wings. He had also long since forged the fusion-refined Spirit-Forged Metal needed to upgrade his One-Word Battle Armor, and now the time had come to carry out the upgrade.

Without another word, Gong Yu began fusing the prepared metal with his One-Word Battle Armor.

Because Gong Yu had used only metals with spirit when forging his One-Word Battle Armor, upgrading it was not troublesome. He only needed to incorporate the Spirit-Forged Metal and make some changes to the design; there was no need to melt it down and remake it.

Redesigning it meant nothing more than inscribing the inscriptions required for Two-Word Battle Armor. For Gong Yu, who possessed the complete inheritance of a Four-Word Battle Armor Master, from one-word through four-word, inscribing them was no difficult task.

After several days, he finally succeeded in upgrading his One-Word Battle Armor to Two-Word Battle Armor. Gong Yu was now a Two-Word Battle Armor Master in both name and fact.

Wearing Two-Word Battle Armor also placed demands on a soul master's Soul Power and spiritual power. Fortunately, Gong Yu lacked neither.

His spiritual power had long since reached the Spirit Abyss Realm, a titled-level spiritual power sufficient to bear the Two-Word Battle Armor.

As for his Soul Power, he had begun compressing it after taking the Primordial Immortal Herb, and it was now compressed to roughly sixty-five percent of its original volume. Its abundance was therefore no less than that of a Soul Saint, so bearing the Two-Word Battle Armor had long since ceased to be a problem.

Chapter 107: A Hundred Victories

Feeling the boost provided by the Two-Word Battle Armor on his body, Gong Yu showed a faint smile of satisfaction. If he encountered Tang Hao again, he would never flee in such a sorry state.

"Now that the Two-Word Battle Armor is finished, it's time to bring my life here to an end as soon as possible. I'll see whether I can get a match today. If I can, I'll fight another one."

After getting ready, Gong Yu left his residence and headed straight for the slaughter arena.

People who saw him along the way looked at him with fear, awe, or admiration. In short, their gazes varied.

When he reached the heart of the arena and asked around, he learned that he could not get a match for the time being. He had signed up and taken a number immediately after his last match, but several days had passed and he still had not been assigned one. It was easy to imagine how difficult finding opponents became after eighty matches.

Unable to get a match, he watched someone else's slaughter match before heading back to his residence.

"I still have to wait. At this rate, it'll take at least three months to finish the eighteen matches."

Gong Yu felt a little helpless. He sat down cross-legged and continued compressing the Soul Power inside him.

Slaughter City was not a good place to cultivate one's Soul Power Level, but it was an excellent place to compress Soul Power. Every battle fought here tempered one's Soul Power.

Unable to use Soul Skills, one could only maintain control over every bit of Soul Power, avoid wasting too much in battle, and use as little as possible to deal with potentially grave threats to life and death. Achieving absolute control over one's own Soul Power in this way was the best method of tempering it.

The more solidly Soul Power was tempered, the easier it was to compress, and the easier it would be to condense a Soul Core in the future.

Another day passed in the blink of an eye.

That day, news arrived: after several days in the queue, he had finally been assigned a match.

But matches like this were basically one-sided slaughters, with little point to the fighting. In less than a few minutes, the match ended with Gong Yu's victory.

After winning, Gong Yu curled his lips in boredom and returned to his residence again.

"If it weren't for the Hell Slaughter Arena's rule that fallen ones with more than fifty victories can't meet in the same match, I'd probably have finished long ago."

"Forget it. I'll go back and keep compressing my Soul Power."

"Come to think of it, though, Slaughter City may not be suitable for cultivating my Soul Power Level, but it helps a great deal with improving my spiritual power. That might have something to do with Break Evil Dragon's will inside me, or the Buddhist Dragon Elephant Prajna's natural aversion to this place!"

Break Evil Dragon had been born of the righteous Qi of heaven and earth and was the bane of all evil. The atmosphere of Slaughter City was just the thing it opposed, so Gong Yu spent every day here immersed in the baptism of Break Evil Dragon's will.

As for Dragon Elephant Prajna, as a Buddhist cultivation method, it too could counter evil. Calling a filthy place like Slaughter City hell would be no exaggeration. Cultivating Dragon Elephant Prajna in such a place, with the two opposing each other, actually made his progress faster.

In the blink of an eye, another three months passed.

On this day, Gong Yu faced his hundredth slaughter match.

After making short work of the final match, the person who was supposed to appear finally did.

"Congratulations, 9527." A deep, piercing voice suddenly came from every direction.

Because Gong Yu liked that number, he had always insisted it was his, so no one had given him a nickname. Everyone had continued to address him by his number.

As the voice rang out from all directions, the atmosphere in the Hell Slaughter Arena instantly reached a fever pitch, for a blood-red figure was descending from the sky.

"King of Slaughter! King of Slaughter! King of Slaughter!" The fallen ones shouted themselves hoarse, but showed no sign of stopping.

Gong Yu's heart tightened as he looked up at the scarlet figure in midair.

It was a tall man, his entire body wrapped in an enormous scarlet cloak.

He had a pale face and a pair of entirely blood-red eyes. His body descended slowly through the air, seemingly unconstrained by gravity.

Hovering five meters above the ground, the King of Slaughter stopped descending and looked down at Gong Yu.

"I am delighted to witness the birth of a powerhouse of the slaughter arena today. A hundred victories, a feat unseen for decades, has been achieved by this young man. With his formidable strength and terrifying killing intent, he has made you tremble, hasn't he, my people?"

"Yes..." The King of Slaughter seemed to possess a singular charisma that inspired a near-fanatical worship in every fallen one who saw him.

The King of Slaughter then lowered his head, looked at Gong Yu, and said, "9527, you have achieved a hundred victories. Very good.

"To recognize your achievements, I have decided to make an exception and grant you the title of God of Slaughter.

"From this day forward, you may enter and leave Slaughter City at will, and you will be formally appointed as honored guests of Slaughter City, second only to myself."

"No need. I want to challenge Hell Road. You're not qualified to grant me the title of God of Slaughter!" As soon as the words came out, Gong Yu felt a headache coming on. That reckless streak in Break Evil Dragon's will was acting up again. This was almost over, yet it had made Gong Yu provoke the King of Slaughter.

The surroundings instantly fell silent. Was that something a killer should say to the King of Slaughter?

At this moment, every killer was waiting to see what the King of Slaughter would do next, hoping he would kill the insufferably arrogant 9527 on the spot.

The King of Slaughter's gaze sharpened. Although his killing intent flared for an instant, he forcibly suppressed it and showed no sign of anger. He even spoke slowly. "I'm afraid you don't understand the horrors of Hell Road. 9527, I hope you understand that a person has only one life."

But Break Evil Dragon's reckless streak surged up again, making Gong Yu say subconsciously, "You're nothing but a prison warden. To put it bluntly, you're a guard dog. Just do your job. You're not qualified to grant a title like God of Slaughter!"

After the words left his mouth, Gong Yu was startled himself. But he really had not meant to say them; it was all Break Evil Dragon's will at work.

"You..." The King of Slaughter's eyes instantly turned red, scarlet light flooding them, as if he would rush forward and kill Gong Yu the next moment.

Yet for some unknown reason, the King of Slaughter never came forward. It was as though he had received some instruction and did not dare attack Gong Yu.

At that moment, Gong Yu seemed to hear a voice sound from within his body. "Hmph... useless."

Gong Yu froze for a moment, thinking he had imagined it. Then he remembered that the version of himself in the Simulation Device had ultimately died because he could not withstand Break Evil Dragon's will, and his brow furrowed at once.

Could I end up following the same old path? No, I have to find a way to get rid of Break Evil Dragon's will. After silently sighing to himself, Gong Yu looked at the King of Slaughter again.

The King of Slaughter's manner was quite mild as he said, "Since you wish to brave Hell Road, 9527, and you have met the requirements, go ahead!"

Chapter 108: Hell Road Opens

Ring after ring of pale red light radiated from the King of Slaughter. Had he not just received instructions from a god, he would have casually destroyed the person before him long ago.

With Gong Yu's present strength, he was no more than an ant before the King of Slaughter.

But the King of Slaughter could not do that, because the god's earlier instructions had forbidden him from attacking Gong Yu. If he did, the whole of Slaughter City would be destroyed as a result. It was not that Gong Yu was especially strong, but that even gods were unwilling to provoke the thing inside him.

They were right not to want to provoke it. Evil gods like Asura and Rakshasa in particular would be only too eager to avoid Break Evil Dragon, who had been born of the righteous Qi of heaven and earth. Even the Dragon God had not dared provoke Break Evil Dragon back then, so how could the likes of Asura and Rakshasa compare?

Dense red mist suddenly burst from the King of Slaughter. The immense presence bore down on Gong Yu, forcing him back, but Break Evil Dragon's will would not allow him to retreat an inch.

What the King of Slaughter released was not killing intent, but an utterly evil presence, a coldness that could freeze a person's marrow.

Evil, icy red ripples slowly spread out, reaching the entire arena in the span of a few blinks.

The fallen ones seated in the stands were all unusually excited. They all wanted to see Hell Road open.

But what they did not know was that their lives had reached their end.

Apart from the God of Slaughter and the King of Slaughter, no one had ever seen Hell Road open.

That was because everyone who had seen it was dead-or rather, had become a sacrifice to open Hell Road.

Although the red light released by the King of Slaughter placed Gong Yu under great pressure, it was not directed at him, but at the surrounding stands.