Douluo Jueshi, world modulation mode

"Ok?"

A soft hum rang out.

A fair, jade-like arm stretched out from under the covers, groping around until it touched Anzhen's cheek. Meng Hongchen subconsciously turned over and snuggled into Anzhen's arms, vying for the limited space with another person in her drowsy state.

"What are you doing~"

The slightly dissatisfied voice was tinged with the girl's drowsy sleepiness.

Xu Tianzhen, who was between sleep and reality, felt someone pushing her, and kicked her white-stockinged legs toward the person who was approaching.

The commotion woke up Orange, who was sleeping soundly on the other side. The secretary, still half asleep, approached Anzhen, her brown hair carrying the scent of a young girl. She rested her chin on Anzhen's shoulder and asked, "Anzhen, is it time for your morning exercise?"

"Click~"

The bedroom door was pushed open.

A small, bright-eyed An Qiu'er poked her head in and asked energetically, "Morning exercise? Have you started your morning exercise yet?"

A loose white dress concealed An Qiu'er's stunning figure, and her long, flowing golden hair, which cascaded down like a waterfall, lacked some of her heroic spirit, but when paired with her beautiful smile, it gave her a unique and charming allure.

Zi Ji followed behind An Qiu'er, her black veil creating a hazy, alluring effect that concealed her stunning figure. This captivating beauty contrasted sharply with her cold and aloof expression.

This time they all woke up at once.

"Morning exercise!?"

"Did someone just mention morning exercise?"

Suddenly, the blankets covering An Zhen and the others were pulled to their feet, and a holy figure sat up sleepily, her head resting on the blanket. Her thin white dress revealed her fair and alluring skin. Ye Guyi rubbed her sleepy eyes, a hint of spring glimpse, and the pure and holy angel was even more beautiful than a succubus.

"Dream of the Mortal World," Xu Tianzhen pouted, accusing the other person of their behavior, "Your sleeping posture is really bad."

"What is that?" Meng Hongchen was already hugging half of An Zhen's body, like a big cat, her little head gently rubbing against An Zhen's cheek. "I usually sleep while hugging Brother Zhen."

“Hehe~” As if she had thought of something, Meng Hongchen looked at Xu Tianzhen with a playful gaze, “It’s just a little habit, how can it compare to someone who pretended to be serious yesterday in such an unserious manner.”

Yesterday, Meng Hongchen came out of seclusion and was in the living room when she heard noises coming from the bedroom. She was a little stunned. She couldn't believe they could do that!

"Mmm." Xu Tianzhen's face flushed red.

"Well..." An Zhen wrapped her arm around Meng Hongchen's slender waist, rested her chin on the girl's shoulder, and inhaled her fragrance, "Little Meng, would you like to try it?"

at the same time.

The bedroom suddenly changed.

The large bed disappeared.

The students' pajamas were transformed into the uniforms of the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy: white knee-length skirts, knee-high socks, and ankle boots, giving them the appearance of well-behaved students. Desks, blackboards, lab tables—all the typical academy classroom equipment was readily available.

"Come on," said An Zhen, dressed as a teacher and holding a ruler. "Let's begin the lesson."

"Huh?" Meng Hongchen blinked.

“There will be punishment for disobedience,” An Zhen said with a smile.

As the first student to be "punished," Meng Hongchen was "forced" to lie face down on the table, her cheeks flushing even more, her white ankle boots tiptoeing.

……

This was a class that left people feeling "physically and mentally exhausted".

There are quite a few disobedient students.

"It seems that Sister Xiaomeng really finds it very exciting." Anzhen gently stroked Meng Hongchen's long silver hair; the body's instinctive reaction doesn't lie.

Unlike An Qiu'er and Ye Guyi, Meng Hongchen had completed her basic knowledge at the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy before entering Mingde Hall.

“Next.” Anzhen’s gaze fell on Ju Zi, a lazy, pretty girl yawning, seemingly wanting to sleep in class. In this situation, of course, she needed to be properly “punished.”

A few hours later.

The morning session has ended.

Everyone enjoyed a relaxing, albeit somewhat unconventional, bath together, and Anzhen savored a bliss that even becoming a god couldn't provide.

We ate, and then I recounted my experiences and takeaways from this period.

"So Dong'er has such a story behind her," Ju Zi murmured with emotion.

"Tang San and Xiao Wu, the Sea Gods, humph!" Ye Guyi sneered, the mark of the Angelic Holy Sword between her brows appearing and disappearing. "What right do people like this have to be called true gods?"

“Then I’ll have someone write an article denouncing him,” Xu Tianzhen said.

"Little Zhen, be careful." Meng Hongchen leaned against An Zhen's chest.

“Mm.” An Zhen nodded gently. “You don’t need to worry. Just focus on your cultivation. When the time comes, we’ll all become gods together.”

As she spoke, Anzhen took out the Scepter of Destruction, lit up the mark of the Goddess of Life's messenger, and let everyone choose a divine test.

Orange is a support type, Dream Red Dust is a control type, and chose the Divine Trial of Life.

An Qiu'er and Xu Tianzhen, who had taken the "Wang Chuan Qiu Shui Lu" (a type of elixir), chose to destroy the divine test.

With her martial spirit possessing her, An Qiu'er, who usually appeared lazy, unleashed an unprecedentedly sharp aura, like a true dragon hunting a powerful foe, forcefully resisting the destructive intent and crossing the Thunder Swamp. Her terrifying blood energy even manifested as a powerful aura, with blazing flames and dazzling light erupting from her body, her terrifying strength startling all the women.

"The Three-Eyed Golden Lion Martial Soul?" An Zhen said softly. From the initial Golden Dragon Martial Soul that he mimicked through the Golden Dragon bloodline within his body to the Three-Eyed Golden Lion Martial Soul now.

Changing her martial soul wasn't difficult for An Qiu'er. Martial soul mutation is essentially the effect of external or internal forces on oneself. It's like consuming a magical herb or receiving some kind of power, developing new strength within the body. However, the Golden Dragon bloodline was originally only a part of An Qiu'er; she was originally a Three-Eyed Golden Lion, and already possessed the conditions for this. All she needed to do was allow the bloodline within her to stimulate and modify her martial soul, allowing it to display its original form.

"fair enough."

If it's a combination of Golden Dragon and Destruction, that's a bit worrying.

Although the Golden Dragon King went mad because he absorbed the negative emotions sealed into his body by the Dragon God, he himself was a product of the Dragon God's negative emotions, and thus the golden dragon that evolved from them was somewhat mad.

However, this does not mean that the ultimate power of the Golden Dragon is lost.

This part still exists; the Golden Dragon bloodline was originally part of the Three-Eyed Golden Lion.

However, compared to before, more power has been added now.

"A three-eyed golden lion?" Meng Hongchen asked in confusion, "When did Qiu'er's martial soul mutate?"

“There is no mutation.” An Zhen shook her head gently. “Qiu’er was originally a Three-Eyed Golden Lion.”

"What kind of soul beast is the Three-Eyed Golden Lion?" Xu Tianzhen wondered, wondering if he had missed something during class.

"I've never heard of it either," Orange shook her head.

"An imperial auspicious beast," An Zhen explained briefly.

"Ultimate power, ultimate fire, ultimate light, and the attribute of destiny." A hint of surprise appeared in Ye Guyi's eyes.

Aside from her teacher, this was the first time she had ever heard of such a luxurious setup.

"There really are such powerful soul beasts in this world," Meng Hongchen exclaimed. "But they probably don't exist anymore."

“Yes,” Anzhen said.

"Where?" Meng Hongchen asked curiously.

I really want to see such a powerful soul beast.

An Zhen said calmly, "In front of you."

Women:?
An idea that surprised them greatly came to mind.

"No way?!" Orange covered her mouth in surprise, her gaze falling on An Qiu'er, who was holding the Scepter of Destruction and accepting the Trial of Destruction with her eyes closed. "Qiu'er is a 100,000-year-old soul beast?"

“It is a soul beast.” An Zhen nodded slightly. “But because of the special nature of the Three-Eyed Golden Lion, it can transform into human form ahead of time, and can even transform back into a soul beast form after ten thousand years.”

She's simply a darling of fate.

But he was born in an era when spirit beasts could not become gods.

“So,” An Zhen said, taking this opportunity to give a word of advice, “cultivate diligently. Mortal lifespan is limited. Only by becoming gods can we be together forever.”

However, even if they don't cultivate, he has ways to deal with them. He can simply bring them into his world later, mobilize his power, and directly cultivate them into true gods, just like how his Life Master helped him create a demigod's body. He can forcibly forge divine bodies and consciousness for them. Moreover, possessing the power of reflection, he can do even better in this regard. The so-called reflection is, in essence, creation! He will absolutely not allow the tragedy of Ma Hongjun to happen to him.

"Yes." The women nodded.

The group quickly accepted the fact that An Qiu'er, with whom they had spent so much time, was actually a soul beast. After all, they had already spent a long time with Zi Ji, the Hell Demon Dragon King with over two hundred thousand years of cultivation, and they got along very well.

They are all comrades-in-arms who "fight side by side," so what's the big deal?

After completing the divine test for several people.

After letting everyone familiarize themselves with the content of the divine exam, Anzhen went out.

As soon as Anzhen stepped out, she saw a door open on the other side of the corridor.

A tall, handsome young man with short silver hair and heterochromatic eyes stepped out and looked at An Zhen. Xiao Hongchen crossed his arms and said, "Zhen, you've finally decided to go out, you homebody."

"Aren't you the same way? Or do you feel like you're out alone?" The two brothers always had to banter when they met. "Hey, when are you going to bring a girl back so Grandpa can meet her?"

“That’s because they can’t understand the mindset of geniuses,” Xiao Hongchen said.

Women? They're nowhere near as interesting as soul guides.

"Never mind." An Zhen shook her head gently. "We'll see if there's a chance to make the soul tool take human form later."

Otherwise, his elder brother would be single for life.

Xiao Hongchen:?

"I have something to tell you." An Zhen told Xiao Hongchen about the Divine Examination.

When there are good things, of course, family members will share them.

Immortal herbs, 100,000-year-old soul spirits, 100,000-year-old soul rings and soul bones—none of these were missing from Xiao Hongchen's collection, and the Divine Trial was no exception.

With the help of various treasures and the virtual world, Xiao Hongchen has already reached the advanced Soul Saint level, and is only one step away from becoming a half-step Soul Douluo. His foundation is quite solid. Due to the characteristics of his Martial Soul and his own efforts, he has become an eighth-level Soul Master.

Xiao Hongchen chose to destroy the divine test.

"Art is an explosion." Xiao Hongchen repeated a sentence that An Zhen had casually said when he was a child. He wanted to integrate the power of destruction into his soul tool.

"By the way," Xiao Hongchen handed over a letter, "Lin Jiayi encountered a Heavenly Soul Envoy who secretly came to the Empire."

(End of this chapter)