Douluo Jueshi, world modulation mode

Chapter 311 The Two-Year Term Has Arrived, the Dragon King Returns

"Dai Huahua, my feelings for you are genuine."

"roll!"

"You filthy bastard, it's an honor that I've taken a liking to you!"

A man and a woman got into an argument.

The woman had the same short hair as the man, and wore a faded men's military logistics uniform. Even though the white strips of fabric were painfully constricting her chest, they couldn't conceal her obvious feminine features. Coupled with her tanned wheat-colored skin, she possessed a unique allure, like a fiery wildcat, in the eyes of the man who was currently pursuing her.

"Leave far away!"

Dai Huabin looked at the person in front of him, feeling utterly disgusted.

It was a man who barely reached Dai Huabin's shoulder, and looked to be around forty years old. Apart from not having green skin, he looked almost indistinguishable from a goblin. He was wearing a squad leader's uniform, one rank higher than the lowest-ranking soldiers, and his eyes were lecherously staring at Dai Huabin.

"Screw your high and mighty act!" the squad leader cursed angrily.

"Let me tell you, in another year or two I will advance to the Soul Master level. At that time, even if you bend over with your butt sticking out, I won't give you a second glance."

The man was originally a street thug who often committed petty theft in his youth. Once, he was caught and, during conscription time, was brought to this border region to serve in the army. After many years, he finally managed to earn the rank of a squad leader. He frequently visited military prostitutes, and one day, by chance, he saw Dai Huabin on the edge of the barracks and began to harass him from then on.

Now, Dai Huabin, who is already extremely sensitive and enraged, directly "spewed profanities," saying, "Fuck you, you dog."

"You bastard!" the squad leader cursed, yellow soul power swirling around him, two dog ears appearing on his head as he approached step by step. "Don't think you're some kind of marshal's 'Dai' (a homophone for 'bear' in Chinese). How could a member of the Dai family do this kind of laundry work? I'll take care of you today!"

"Idiot!" Dai Huabin cursed, grabbing the laundry tub and smashing it over the shoulder. Several years hadn't worn away the second young master's arrogance, or perhaps he simply refused to believe he'd fallen to such a state.

Dai Huabin has had a tough few years.

Shrek Academy was at its peak.

The presence of two Limit Douluo further solidified their position as the number one power in the original Douluo Continent by suppressing the Body Sect with swift and decisive measures.

Then came the sudden change of the Sun and Moon Empire.

The Sun Moon Empire's attitude appears more friendly, but its increased strength is real. The existence of someone who slew two Limit Douluo-level evil soul masters has plunged the high-ranking officials of the former Douluo Three Kingdoms into a profound sense of crisis. Consequently, in recent years, numerous powerful forces have shown goodwill towards Shrek Academy and sent their family's geniuses to enroll.

Against this backdrop.

Those who have offended Shrek will surely have a hard time.

Duke Baihu didn't even dare to make any special arrangements for his son and daughter, let alone give them good positions. After all, Dai Huabin was assassinating An Zhen. Who was An Zhen? He was the current Sea God Pavilion Master's personal disciple, whose unparalleled talent shocked the high-ranking officials of various forces during the Soul Battle Tournament. Almost everyone believed that he would definitely become the Sea God Pavilion Master in the future. After all, besides being the Sea God Pavilion Master's personal disciple and possessing monstrous talent, he was also the leader of the Shrek Academy team in that Soul Battle Tournament, the new generation leader of Shrek.

Duke White Tiger was genuinely afraid of that person settling scores later.

The White Tiger Clan is no longer as powerful as it once was. Although he is still nominally the Marshal of the Star Luo Empire, in the entire Douluo Continent, he is not even considered top-tier, let alone first-rate. He can only linger in the lower half of the second tier. A single word from the Sea God Pavilion Master is enough to crush them. Moreover, An Zhen is Princess Jiu Jiu's fiancé.

This is a necessary sacrifice to save the family.

In a way, staying in the barracks was actually a form of protection for Dai Huabin. After all, if word got out, many powerful figures would probably be willing to curry favor with the future Sea God Pavilion Master. At that time, even the White Tiger Duke would have no choice but to swallow his anger, and the Star Luo Emperor would certainly not offend other powerful figures for the sake of a good-for-nothing, especially since that good-for-nothing had once attempted to assassinate his good brother-in-law.

Of course, military camps are not absolutely safe. In this era, at least in the original Douluo Three Kingdoms, there is no sense of honor among the common people for serving in the military. Many soldiers were originally hoodlums, and some were even minor criminals.

Dai Huabin was "lucky" enough to win the lottery today.

"Woof!" A pair of dog paws smashed the laundry tub. Wood shards cut Dai Huabin's palm, and he realized that his cultivation was now completely gone; he was merely stronger than an ordinary person. But how could he possibly contend with a Beast Martial Soul Master with such strength?
On a large tree not far away.

An Zhen was genuinely munching on the chilled watermelon that had just been reflected in the water.

"Indeed, evil people need evil people to teach them a lesson."

Neither of them are good.

An Zhen had lived a peaceful life in her previous life, and in this life, even in the orphanage, she didn't have the typical "bullying" aura of a novel's protagonist, and had hardly witnessed the evil of humanity firsthand. After actually seeing it, she couldn't even understand how people could be so wicked. Her own guard knocked down a seven or eight-year-old girl, and she actually ordered the guard to punch and kick her. Such disregard for life, doing such a thing, was simply animalistic. Even if that person wasn't Huo Yutong, she was still just an innocent seven or eight-year-old girl; some people truly don't deserve to be called human.

Below, Dai Huabin was pinned to the ground by the squad leader who resembled a goblin.

Anzhen was kind and gentle, cherished her eyes, and quietly left.

I never expected to witness such a scene on a whim.

The sound of "Ah—" traveled a kilometer away.

……

Star Luo City.

Anzhen, who came to find his great swan, looked around at this city with a history of tens of thousands of years.

"It's far inferior to Ming."

The city's sanitation and drainage alone pose significant problems.

Antiques have their place, but people don't need to live a backward life.

However, as you approach the imperial city, you can already see some civilian soul-guided technology from the Sun Moon Empire, indicating significant changes in infrastructure.

Using her disguise, An Zhen headed straight for a large building near the palace. Entering the main hall, she found it decorated in an antique style, filled with a faint medicinal aroma. Healing-type martial souls constitute only a small category in the entire martial soul system, and moreover, these martial souls often develop slowly, much like food-type martial souls. Therefore, medicinal herbs play a significant role in daily treatment.

"We need to pay more attention to this aspect as well," Anzhen remarked.

This is an important part of basic livelihood and even national strategy.

From ordinary doctors treating simple ailments like colds to healing-type Soul Masters at the Title Douluo level.

"How am I feeling here?" An elderly woman with white hair stood beside An Zhen; she was none other than the Healing Immortal Douluo. Wang Xian'er's cloudy eyes glanced at the young man beside her, a flash of deep surprise crossing them. She had just been in the main hall, but had she not heard the voices from this side, she hadn't even noticed the person standing there.

This kid...it seems she's getting old.

“Very good,” Anzhen said.

"What are you doing here?"

"Finding a wife."

"Oh, you remembered you have a wife?" The voice of the Immortal Healer Douluo was somewhat sarcastic. "It's been two years. Do you know how my Biji has been these past two years?"

If Brigitte hadn't stopped her, she would have gone to Shrek Academy to ask if the engagement was really just a piece of paper.

"There's a reason for this, senior," Anzhen explained.

"It concerns the gods."

The four words echoed in the ears of the Immortal Doctor Douluo.

“I haven’t been back to Shrek Academy for two years,” An Zhen said. “So, as soon as I had the chance, I came here first.”

The Immortal Doctor's expression became more serious. "You better be telling the truth."

“Of course.” An Zhen nodded. An Zhen followed the Immortal Doctor Douluo to a side hall.

A strong medicinal aroma.

A noblewoman adorned with magnificent jewelry emerged from the room and greeted the Healer Douluo with a respectful bow. As if hearing footsteps outside, a figure stepped out of the room.

A strand of long, emerald-green hair draped over her shoulder. Her delicate features exuded compassion and gentleness, her bright eyes as tender as a pool of autumn water. Her voluptuous figure was enveloped in a long, light blue dress, giving her an air of sophistication and maturity.

“Beauty”.

When Brigitte saw the newcomer, her eyes shone brightly. "Master!"

"Cough...cough cough." The sudden address made An Zhen a little flustered, after all, they were outside.

The Immortal Doctor Douluo was speechless.

What is this all about!

The Immortal Doctor Douluo silently turned around.

Young people these days are really going all out.

Anzhen hugged his giant swan.

软~
It has more flesh than Murasaki.

They are all in the correct positions.

“Come with me,” Anzhen said.

He wanted to "make up" for his feelings for Brigitte.

“Yes.” Brigitte nodded without hesitation.

"Wait a minute." The Healer Douluo protested, "Young An, where are you planning to take my disciple?"

She has such a great career, and she's waiting for this disciple to inherit it.

“Senior.” Anzhen hugged Biji. “You’ve worked so hard for so many years, let the younger generation rest.”

"You brat—" Before the Healer Douluo could finish speaking, a beam of green spiritual light shot out from An Zhen's hand and entered the Healer Douluo's body. The Healer Douluo did not dodge, because she sensed an extremely pure life force.

Pure, even purer than her power to heal angels.

Without any hesitation, the Healer Douluo controlled this power and channeled it into her soul core, wanting to use her soul power to remember the characteristics of this life force. She felt that she had a good chance of advancing further with this.

An Zhen looked at the Immortal Doctor Douluo who was meditating with his eyes closed. With a thought, a wooden cup appeared in his hand, containing a bluish-green liquid with a rich life force emanating from it.

"This is a gift for you, my esteemed elder. Please savor it slowly. I will take my leave now." With that, Anzhen placed the wooden cup on the table beside her and left with Biji.

The number one healing-type Soul Master on the continent. If he could be used by him in the future, he could help him reform the medical system and boost the medical field. An Zhen felt there was a high chance, after all, this person was a retainer of the Star Luo Royal Family, and his brother-in-law was clearly a smart man. With Xu Jiujiu around, the interests of the Star Luo Royal Family would certainly be protected.

A minute or two later, the Healer Douluo opened his eyes and quickly used his soul power to envelop the wooden cup to prevent the pure life force inside from leaking out. "What a waste! How can such a treasure be contained in such an ordinary cup?"

The old man looked heartbroken that his precious possessions had been ruined.

He glanced at the empty side hall and shook his head slightly. "Forget it, if I had enough fun when I was young, I wouldn't have any regrets when I'm old."

She also needs to go into seclusion.

Perhaps we can go even further, and even if we fail, we can extend our lives by several decades with the help of this pure life force.

the other side.

Holding her beloved swan, An Zhen set off from the world to Shrek City.

"arrive."

into town.

Come back home.

Anzhen entered her room, which was unsurprisingly clean, as it was cleaned daily. The sheets still carried the scent of young girls, clearly indicating that one or more girls had recently slept there. Anzhen could identify people by their scent; it seemed like all of them had been there.

“Master…” Biji sat on the edge of the bed, took off her shoes, revealing her jade feet wrapped in white socks, stretched her body, her long blue dress was stretched taut, and her eyes, like pools of autumn water, looked at Anzhen, a strange emotion stirring her heartstrings.

"Hiss~" An Zhen gasped.

"Wait...wait a minute." An Zhen overcame her emotions with her strong will. What she could resist was an even greater temptation. "Let's go see Dong'er and the others first."

After being away for so long, he's throwing a huge party tonight!

“Then Brigitte will wait for her master.” Brigitte’s thoughts drifted to the clothes she had bought in the past, which she had stored in her storage soul tool.

With unwavering resolve, Anzhen went out.

Shrek Academy.

The inner court.

The inner court students were practicing, occasionally glancing at the black-haired beauty moving back and forth in different areas, pointing and instructing them, filled with longing and admiration. The beauty was dressed in a black, fitted outfit, her long hair reaching her waist. She possessed both the maturity of a young woman and the youthfulness of a young girl; her delicate eyebrows and refined face were gentle and serene. Zhang Lexuan, the senior sister of the inner court, although now a teacher, remained the unattainable white moonlight in the hearts of many inner court disciples, both male and female.

"It's quite lively here." A voice unfamiliar to many inner court disciples rang out. A handsome young man dressed casually appeared in the arena at some point. An inexplicable sense of familiarity made many inner court disciples not immediately wary of this person who was neither friend nor foe.

"Beautiful lady," An Zhen said, picking up a rose and smiling at Zhang Lexuan in front of her, "would you do me the honor of having lunch with your junior?"

Gazing at that familiar person, Zhang Lexuan stood frozen in place, her dark eyes glistening with tears, her body trembling slightly with excitement.

This situation immediately attracted the attention of the inner court students who had caught wind of the juicy gossip, and discussions broke out.

"Who is this?"

"I don't know him, he's probably just a greenhorn."

"How do you think Senior Sister will reject him?"

"Let's force it out with our soul power. Didn't that blind fool do it before?"

Anzhen stepped forward. "Pretty sister, is it okay?"

"Of course." Zhang Lexuan smiled radiantly, reaching out to take the rose from An Zhen's hand, but her gaze couldn't leave the person in front of her.

"Holy crap!" A series of exclamations erupted from not far away.

The two left arm in arm, leaving a group of dumbfounded inner court students behind.

(End of this chapter)