Douluo Jueshi, world modulation mode

Q-version dolls.

While there is a certain market for them, most are custom-made, created out of personal preference, and their appearance is mostly based on their own martial soul or some kind of soul beast. Real people are rare; most are custom-made out of some special reason. After all, non-custom-made items generally require a certain celebrity effect. In this Douluo world, those with a celebrity effect are either young geniuses or powerful figures.

Without a doubt, An Zhen, who once displayed extraordinary strength in the Soul Fighting Tournament, belongs to this category. However, without his authorization and with the deterrence of the forces behind him, no one dares to blatantly infringe on his portrait rights.

In the "True Mortal World," where the Sun Moon Empire is practically revered as a god, no one would dare to do such a thing. Carving a statue and bringing it home could be considered an act of worship and prayer, but what is the point of creating a chibi-style doll?
"The thread is a little loose."

A slender, white finger gently stuffed the exposed cotton back in, and Ye Guyi looked at the doll, which had been damaged without her noticing, with a touch of heartache.

This is her favorite one.

As a student.

Ye Guyi believed that she had no bad intentions towards her teacher.

Originally, she simply wanted to have a statue carved and brought back, like most people in the Sun Moon Empire, to express her respect.

Then, I don't know what I was thinking.

The statue has been transformed into a cute, cuddly doll that you can hug.

The girl thought that since she wasn't using her teacher's real appearance, it shouldn't be considered disrespectful.

Then, right after the "True Mortal World" doll was made, she somehow lost focus and modified its head, turning it into An Zhen's appearance.

Ye Guyi took out a needle and thread from her storage ring and skillfully repaired the wound.

After the repairs were completed, a hint of joy flashed in his previously downcast eyes.

Wash up and take a shower.

After a while, a holy angelic girl emerged from the bathroom, dressed in a long white dress. Her delicate, fair feet touched the bedsheets, and a golden, sacred fire rose from her damp golden hair, the heat quickly evaporating the moisture. Ye Guyi sat cross-legged on the bed and began meditating.

During the day, seemingly endless undead creatures helped Ye Guyi hone her combat skills while giving her a huge wave of experience points, resulting in an astonishing increase in soul power, even for a soul master with innate full soul power.

Improve as quickly as possible without compromising the foundation.

During the day, you gain experience points.

Nighttime is a time for reflection and calming.

Two or three hours of meditation to regulate the soul power within the body, coupled with a large amount of actual combat during the day, is enough to completely transform this somewhat excessive power into one's own strength.

However, an hour and a half later.

A pair of bluish-green eyes opened.

A lingering sense of loss remained.

At this hour, the teacher is probably still being affectionate with Wang Dong'er, his wife who just arrived today.

A fleeting thought arose in Ye Guyi's mind, a thought that shouldn't exist.

A profound sense of loss.

as well as……

A hint of jealousy and unease.

After calming her soul power, Ye Guyi ended her meditation for the evening early. Entering meditation with distracting thoughts and an inability to calm the mind could lead to qi deviation, causing great harm to herself.

Familiar figures kept appearing in her mind.

Ye Guyi felt that she was probably sick.

Ye Guyi lay down, her long hair loosely draped over her shoulders. Her blue eyes were filled with a complex expression. Her jade-like arms unconsciously reached out and pulled the two-foot-tall doll into her arms. Under her white gauze dress, her long, fair legs were wrapped around the doll, and she held it tightly like an octopus.

"Ah~"

He exhaled a breath of frustration.

A relaxed expression appeared on Ye Guyi's face.

The doll's face was reflected in her blue-green eyes, but the girl's thoughts gradually shifted from the chibi version to a real person, and a soft murmur escaped her lips, "Teacher..."

Ye Guyi is not stupid.

The girl is very smart.

Although I don't want to face it.

But I also know what kind of thoughts are growing in my heart.

Love grows over time.

In many cases, this term makes sense.

The anticipation before seeing it.

The longing at first sight.

The surprise upon meeting.

The senior she admired actually looked about the same age as her?

With such a handsome young man's face, it's really hard for a teenage girl to think of her teacher as a white-haired, highly respected old man.

Not to mention the way they usually get along.

They were so easygoing that they seemed more like friends than teachers and students.

From that moment on, a different thought had been planted. Of course, it wasn't deep, and it could be eradicated at any time, but the distance between us was gradually widening, deepening with each passing day as we learned more about each other.

He provided thoughtful guidance, imparted profound knowledge, and passed it on as if he were an heir. He truly was an excellent teacher. He showered us with funds, abundant food, and countless experience packs, and even upon our first formal meeting, without knowing anything about us, he directly bestowed upon us a 100,000-year-old soul bone.

Thoughtful, incredibly deep care, even closer than that of family.

For the first time, the girl, who had always been a wanderer, experienced the feeling of home. So much care and attention made Ye Guyi feel as if it were all unreal. The boy's figure was as tall as a mountain, shielding her from all the bad things.

Attachment.

Ye Guyi felt that way.

She always felt happy and comfortable when she was with her teacher.

Especially when they are alone together, receiving guidance from the teacher.

As time went by, we spent more and more time together.

This feeling continued to deepen.

Then one day...

Ye Guyi learned about her teacher's other identity.

Anzhen from Shrek Academy.

Newspapers about the previous Soul Fighting Tournament, along with some photos taken in them, appeared before Ye Guyi's eyes.

Is he really just a young man?

The leaf bone is unclear.

But the teacher himself said that he was no more than 30 years old.

They are not that far apart in age.

later.

I learned about the teachers' wives.

Aren't they about the same age as her?

But why are they able to be so close to their teachers?!
A unique emotion grows under the nourishment of attachment.

This eventually led to the situation we see today.

However, based on her identity as both a teacher and a student, Ye Guyi felt that this was not a good idea.

She even felt like a bad student for having such thoughts about her teacher. She didn't want the teacher to know, fearing the teacher would dislike her.

"The red of lovesickness breaks one's heart~"

Ye Guyi hugged the doll tightly and murmured softly.

When her teacher asked her what kind of magical herb she wanted today, Ye Guyi almost immediately thought of this one. Not only because of its powerful effects, but more so because of the meaning it represented.

Is her feeling genuine love?

Ye Guyi wanted to know the answer.

But they dared not express it.

"Why are they students...?"

A low, resentful voice said, "Teacher."

……

the other side.

Huo Yutong's room.

Anzhen lay in bed.

He looked very happy.

The white silk, crumpled into a ball, was thrown on the ground.

"As expected, she truly lives up to her reputation as Dong'er," An Zhen exclaimed.

It has to be said that some things really do depend on talent.

"Really," Wang Dong said coquettishly. Light blue clothes covered the girl's body, revealing a pair of long, fair legs. At this moment, Wang Dong reached out and took a pair of semi-transparent white over-the-knee stockings from the bedside, wrapping them around her slender and straight calves.

Bad guy.

Big bad guy.

Although she didn't bring that style of stockings, this guy, who could clearly see the reflection, insisted she use Yu Tong's white stockings. In fact, the pair of white stockings she was wearing just now were taken off Yu Tong's legs by this guy.

"Hehe." An Zhen hugged Wang Dong tightly. "It's just clothes, and they're for Dong'er, so Yu Tong won't mind."

"Is this what I meant?!" Wang Dong rolled her eyes dramatically, watching the face getting closer and closer, and couldn't help but lean in.

There's just no way to deal with this scoundrel.

Suddenly, An Zhen looked up sharply.

"who!"

The long-lost feeling of being spied on suddenly returned.

But it felt different from before.

at the same time.

A space shrouded in mist and clouds.

A hand blocked the view of a pair of pink eyes.

"Xiao Wu." The Goddess of Life smiled as always, her green eyes looking at the woman in front of her who was equipped with the divine position of the Sea God. "Doing such things at this time is not good."

"Oh my~" Her long, sea-blue hair swayed gently, and her slender, white-stockinged legs took a step to the side. Xiao Wu affectionately grasped the wrist of the Goddess of Life, who had suddenly teleported to her side. "Little Green~ I'm not looking at someone else. Can't I even look at my own daughter?"

“But the other one is Xiao Zi’s disciple.” The Goddess of Life still smiled, but did not lower her raised arm. The screen reflecting something in the animal world remained closed. Her gentle tone carried a hint of assertiveness. “When children grow up, even female elders should leave them enough privacy.”

"A disciple of the God of Destruction?!" Xiao Wu was suddenly startled.

Why is this personality of Xiao Qi with the disciple of the God of Destruction?
“No.” Xiao Wu shook her head, her pink eyes looking at the Goddess of Life in front of her with a puzzled expression. “That little guy doesn’t have the mark of destruction on him.”

Although she only glanced at it, the divine mark was very bright, while the other person did not have it on their forehead or between their eyebrows.

“But the reality of the master-disciple relationship does exist,” said the Goddess of Life.

The God of Destruction is preparing for what's to come.

As a wise and capable wife, the Goddess of Life wanted to help her beloved without violating her duties as an enforcer. She took on the responsibility of looking after An Zhen. Simply put, she used her authority as the God King. She wouldn't pry into anything, but she would immediately know if any deity turned their attention to the Douluo Continent, to prevent the little one from being kidnapped by others.

This is one of the few things she can do.

The Goddess of Life also quite enjoys this, taking care of the child, and it's the first time she's taking care of her own child.

Without leaving a divine mark, Xiao Anzhen's talent would easily attract some gods who want to pass on their divine positions and then run away.

As for why no divine test mark was left, it's because the path of destruction is not suitable for thinking about Xiao Anzhen.

Xiao Zi didn't want her power to affect his future path. That small world was no weaker than them and could bear their power. Even if it was just leaving a divine test mark, this high-quality energy could easily be "eaten" by that small world. If it couldn't be digested in time, her life force would be fine, at most a feast that would take some time to digest, but the power of destruction could easily have an impact.

Therefore, Xiao Zi did not leave any divine test for Xiao Anzhen.

After all, everything that was due has already been given.

Rewards from divine trials include things like increasing soul power.

This might not be a good thing for other Soul Masters, but for someone like Xiao Anzhen, who is practically the embodiment of the world, it's a bit like forcing growth. Besides, she's already been given the Life Gold she condensed; the world is the essence, and the growth of the world is the most important thing, while the improvement of Soul Power cultivation is secondary.

The Goddess of Life knew Wang Dong's identity. She had previously sensed Xiao Anzhen's aura on Wang Dong when he was still at Shrek Academy. She was worried that Xiao Zi's disciple would be abducted.

But therefore.

The goddess of life thought of something else.

Can Xiao An really accept Wang Dong becoming Tang Wutong?
Although they are the same soul, they are different beings.

Forget it.

We'll see when the time comes.

"He knew Xiao Qi's identity? Was it intentional?" Xiao Wu frowned.

“No.” The Goddess of Life shook her head. “He and Wang Dong were already together before Xiao Zi met him.”

"Never mind then, I won't watch anymore," Xiao Wu said, her pink eyes showing an innocent look. "I never expected them to be doing that kind of thing."

What's wrong with Xiaoqi's personality?

but……

She glanced at the man; he was very handsome.

To be accepted as a disciple by that arrogant God of Destruction, one must possess considerable talent.

We have to take him!
But life seems to be watching.

The innocent-looking little rabbit has a very active mind.

That's not a good idea. With someone watching, it's hard for her to make any small moves.

……

Empire of the Sun and Moon, Mingde Hall.

With the fatigue in his legs subsiding, Wang Dong, who was about to continue, looked at An Zhen with a puzzled expression. "An Zhen, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing," An Zhen gently shook her head. "It might just be my imagination."

It's definitely not a misperception.

Anzhen has always trusted her intuition.

Because this feeling comes from the virtual world.

"Let's call it a day for tonight." An Zhen smiled slightly, using the virtual world to help Wang Dong clean up, then lowered her head and kissed the girl's cherry lips. "You must be tired from your journey, get some rest."

"Okay." Wang Dong nodded obediently.

An Zhen told Huo Yutong, who had just heard his voice, that everything was alright and that they should go to sleep early while he went out.

The world.

Anzhen arrived at the Sun and Moon Palace as quickly as possible.

The Temple of Life had already been completed. Anzhen instructed the guards at the entrance to keep watch and not allow anyone else to enter for the time being. Anzhen then entered the main hall.

For such unexpected events, you should ask the teacher or their spouse.

We have just entered the main hall.

Instantly, a green light shot towards An Zhen's brow.

Several gentle female voices rang in An Zhen's ears.

"The test of life begins."

"Goal: To possess life force equal to or greater than that of a Limit Douluo."

"Assessment complete."

"Reward: Qualification as an Envoy of the God of Life"

A massive amount of life force was injected into An Zhen's body, and after her body was temporarily saturated, it was consumed by the virtual world.

"Little Anzhen~" The voice of the Goddess of Life rang in Anzhen's ears.

"Go through the process of the divine examination; after all, there are relevant regulations in the divine realm."

(End of this chapter)