Douluo Jueshi, world modulation mode

Chapter 421 Choosing Sides? Running Away!
Douluo God Realm.

In a certain place, amidst the misty clouds, there is a waterfall more than a hundred meters high, like the Milky Way falling down, forming an rainbow like a long bridge in the pool below. The surrounding greenery is lush and verdant, like a fairyland.

A blond man was using a large rock as a cutting board to cook, holding a short blade covered with white ice crystals, processing vegetables and meat collected from other worlds. He was none other than Rong Nianbing, the god of emotions.

A red-haired woman with a single ponytail and a long sword at her waist walked out of a wooden house. Her gaze fell on Rong Nianbing, then swept over the chopping board with a kitchen knife on it, and she asked with a puzzled look, "Nianbing, where is your Ghost Carving Divine Knife?"

"It's been lent out," Rong Nianbing said as she processed the vegetables.

"Who is it?" Feng Nu asked curiously.

“Tang San, Xiao Wu,” Rong Nianbing replied.

"Huh?" Feng Nu's expression froze for a moment, then she realized, "You were taken to the lower realm by the Sea God Xiao Wu?"

"Mm." Rong Nianbing nodded gently.

"Are you really planning to stick with Tang San's team to the bitter end?" Feng Nu blinked; this was unlike her lover's personality.

"No." Rong Nianbing shook her head gently, then sighed helplessly.

"If I could, I would like to leave the realm of gods right now and run away with you all."

This boring realm of gods is no place for humans.

He's just a cook. Taking his wives on a journey through the universe, searching for delicious food, and exploring the cuisines of other civilizations—that's the life he yearns for and looks forward to.

“But with my divine status, I can’t run away even if I wanted to.” Rong Nianbing looked helpless.

"Lending the Ghost Carving Divine Blade to Xiao Wu serves two purposes: firstly, to balance the strength of both sides; and secondly, to prevent the God of Destruction's disciple from accidentally killing Xiao Wu. If that happens, Tang San would go insane, and the God Realm War would break out at any moment."

He wields the Trident of Poseidon and the Scepter of Destruction, and possesses divine consciousness and a divine body.

It’s too much!

Furthermore, the God of Destruction also sent down two of his generals this time, but Tang San has no one to use now.

Rong Nianbing couldn't figure out how Xiao Wu and the others could win.

As for retrieving the Trident of Poseidon...

If Tang San and Xiao Wu could think of these things, surely the two God Kings of Destruction and Life must have thought of them too?

The Poseidon Trident has fallen into the hands of the God of Destruction's disciple, which is tantamount to the God of Destruction himself. It is impossible for Tang San to take it back.

To be honest, Rong Nianbing didn't think highly of Tang San.

If it were only the God of Destruction and Tang San who were at odds before, that would have been fine.

Even though there's a significant difference in the strength of their subordinates, both are God-Kings, so a victory might be decided, but it would only be a loss for the Goddess; it wouldn't be a life-or-death situation. However, it seems that because of that boy named An Zhen, the Goddess of Life dotes on her disciple. Tang San and Xiao Wu directly bullied the child, forcing the Goddess of Life, who had maintained neutrality, to erupt in anger. Now that they are husband and wife, if it weren't for the presence of the Flame Princess in the God Realm, Tang San would have been suppressed long ago, or at least be sitting at the same table as the Golden Dragon King sealed in the Forbidden Land of Gods.

Now, people like him and Lieyan Jidong hope that this standoff can be suppressed, or at least stabilized, so that war doesn't break out directly.

After all, the ideas of the God of Destruction are truly unsettling.

It is because of their tacit support from neutral parties that the current standoff has been created.

"I have a feeling that things will get more and more dangerous if this continues," Feng Nu said with a worried expression.

This matter has already spread like wildfire throughout the entire divine realm, and she is naturally aware of it.

"There will inevitably be a battle between the two sides in the end; there is simply no solution to this problem."

How do I solve this?
Why should Tang San abandon his daughter and lose so much face?
Should Anzhen give up her lover Wang Dong?
This was a dead end from the start.

One of them has to fall for this to end!
"Yes." Rong Nianbing nodded gently.

"The realm of gods is now a powder keg that could explode at any moment. All we can do is delay the explosion, but we cannot prevent it from happening."

Lieyan and Ji Dong once came to him and told him that they were going to find the two great god-kings, one good and one evil, who had been reincarnated in a certain mortal realm, and bring them back to take charge of the overall situation.

But in Rong Nianbing's view, this was just another, better way to delay the explosion of the explosive barrel for a longer period of time.

What if the two great god-kings, one good and one evil, return?

Can they force Tang San to give up his daughter, or can they force An Zhen to give up her lover?

The conflict has now escalated significantly.

The God of Speed ​​and the God of War died in the mortal realm.

Those killed by the Staff of Destruction cannot be resurrected even by the King of Gods.

These repeated conflicts.

Even the two great god-kings, one good and one evil, couldn't resolve it. Moreover, Tang San was the designated leader of the god realm by both the good and evil god-kings.

If they come back, who will they help?
Regardless of who you help, if the other party suffers a loss, the resentment in your heart will inevitably accumulate. In the end, it will still become a powder keg capable of destroying the divine realm.

"At this point, there is only one last option left."

"Run away!"

Rong Nianbing said.

They were innocent victims caught up in this conflict. Why not run away before the explosives detonate? Were they trying to kill themselves and their innocent families?

"So," Feng Nu looked at her lover, "you've found the victim who's to inherit the divine throne?"

"What do you mean by victim? Do you think I'm the kind of person who likes to harm innocent people and bring them into this powder keg?" Rong Nianbing blinked innocently, a sly glint in her eyes like that of an old fox.

“I remember the last time I saw that Anzhen’s image, he was the disciple of the God of Destruction, but he seemed to have no divine inheritance mark except for the mark of the Goddess of Life’s messenger.”

"You intend to steal the disciple of the God of Destruction!" Phoenix Girl exclaimed in surprise.

“It’s just a little idea,” Rong Nianbing said. “Besides, how can this be called robbery? They didn’t ‘stamp’ An Zhen before the destruction, so how can the chef’s matter be called robbery?”

"Besides, didn't they change the rules for the succession of divine positions before, requiring the successor to voluntarily accept the divine position? In this case, it all comes down to ability."

Feng Nu rolled her eyes helplessly. "Other disciples have already mastered the Destruction Scepter to a basic degree. Why would they give up the prestigious God-King position to come here and inherit a God-Emotion position that isn't even a good fit?"

"No one can say for sure about these things." Rong Nianbing smiled slightly. "Even if we can't win over An Zhen, the Douluo Continent has produced a genius as monstrous as An Zhen. Are there no other geniuses? An Zhen is so powerful, so his wife can't be much less so."

Rong Nianbing was already eager to get rid of this hot potato—the position of the God of Emotions.

It doesn't matter whether we give it to Tang San, the God of Asura, or to the God of Destruction!
Why drag this innocent person into your conflict?

Let them argue, let them fight, let them fight until they're bloodied and battered.

After I run away with my family, even if you blow up the entire God Realm, it's none of my business.

……

Douluo Continent.

A large island that was almost half destroyed by bombing.

At the center of the devastating storm.

An Zhen gripped Xiao Wu's wrist tightly and, before she could react, flung her into the air. Using the strength of her divine body, she slammed Xiao Wu to the ground, giving her a close encounter with the earth.

"what!"

Xiao Wu instinctively cried out in pain as the impact created a deep crater in the ground.

"Damn it." Xiao Wu gritted her teeth and subconsciously tried to swing the Ghost Carving Divine Blade that An Zhen was holding with her wrist. However, An Zhen was prepared for this and grabbed the hilt of the Ghost Carving Divine Blade with her other hand. Under the immense force, Xiao Wu was unable to use the Ghost Carving Divine Blade, which she had not yet mastered.

Then she spun 180 degrees in the air and crashed heavily onto the ground on the other side. Clods of earth and stones made contact with Xiao Wu's body and cheeks before being smashed. These things were naturally not as strong as her body, but as her protective soul power was broken, the pain did not lessen in the slightest.

Comfortable!

I still prefer the feeling of each punch landing on your skin.

"Fifth Soul Skill, Soft Bone Lock!" Xiao Wu whispered, her words slightly mumbled.

In an instant, An Zhen's terrifying power was dissipated by Xiao Wu as she was thrown to the other side of her body. Like a slippery snake, it followed An Zhen's arm, causing Xiao Wu excruciating pain. Her white silk stockings, covered in dust, crossed from her back to An Zhen's chest like ropes, binding and locking An Zhen's arms. Her long, slender arms wrapped around An Zhen's neck, attempting to twist and break it.

"Heh." An Zhen sneered, "Lord Sea God, your power now is not as great as it was when we faced each other last time."

At this moment, no matter how hard Xiao Wu tried, even though An Zhen was standing right there and letting her use her soft skills, Xiao Wu couldn't even budge An Zhen's physical defenses.

"I can easily handle you," Xiao Wu said defiantly, her face stained with blood.

"Grace technique!" The white silk legs that had been binding An Zhen's arms were released, and the white silk calves crossed and locked An Zhen's neck. Because Xiao Wu's wrists were still being held by An Zhen, she could not use grace techniques while standing on someone else's shoulders as usual. She could only lean back in this position, preparing to throw An Zhen 360 degrees to avenge the other party's earlier throw.

Reflecting the Spirit of the Mountains and Rivers.

Soul skills are as immovable as a mountain.

In terms of mechanics, An Zhen can be described as having a cheat code. The dark yellow power flows from An Zhen into the earth beneath his feet, connecting him with the earth.

Xiao Wu's body leaned backward, and her Soul Skill Eight-Stage Throw was already released, but the downward movement suddenly stopped. This time, she did not lift her opponent off the ground as usual. It was as if her opponent was an unshakable mountain. Her body was arched backward, and no matter how hard she tried, she could not move an inch.

"This farce must end."

(End of this chapter)