Douluo Jueshi, world modulation mode

After Dong Qianqiu finished eating, Anzhen took out the novels that Bingdi and the others had read before and sent Dong Qianqiu back to her own room to rest.

"It's getting late. This six-year-old and several-hundred-thousand-month-old child should go to sleep now, or he won't grow tall."

"You horny guy!" Dong Qianqiu held something in her left hand and pulled her cheek with her right hand, making a face at An Zhen.

She wasn't some clueless child. If it weren't for her parents protecting her so well, and the fact that the Demon Soul Great White Shark is a gregarious sea spirit beast, Dong Qianqiu, who was already tens of thousands of years old, should have left the clan long ago to establish her own territory.

An Zhen wore a gentle smile, but her mouth, which was over 30 degrees Celsius, uttered icy words, "If you don't want to see these, do you want me to give you homework instead?"

"No!" Upon hearing the word "homework," Dong Qianqiu ran away in a flash. Soul Masters also have a lot of humanities subjects to learn. Mathematics, as a foundation, is a must. And to become an excellent Soul Master, theoretical knowledge about Soul Masters, Martial Souls, and Soul Beasts is also essential. Although daily life is mainly focused on cultivation, in this day and age, it's unacceptable to be a crude and uncultured Soul Master.

Most people find these rather tedious things extremely distasteful, yet they have no choice but to learn them. After all, there are some things you may never use, but you can't be ignorant of.

With the idlers gone, it was time to get down to business, and pairs of beautiful eyes fell on An Zhen.

"Uncle-Master~" A fiery red figure rushed over first. Ma Xiaotao, who had changed into a fiery red dress during the meal, tightly hugged An Zhen's arm, her eyes full of seductive charm. She kept rubbing against An Zhen's body, grabbing An Zhen's wrist and reaching down to her beautiful black-stockinged legs under her dress.

"Stop being lewd!" A cold voice rang out, and a finger touched the back of Ma Xiaotao's head. Instantly, a chilling sensation spread throughout her body.

"Peaceful Ice Block!" Ma Xiaotao turned around with displeasure, her gaze falling on the culprit, Ling Luochen. "What do you want to do!"

“Junior Brother Anzhen belongs to everyone.” Ling Luochen retorted without backing down, dressed in a warm white and blue long dress and white tights, looking like a queen from an ancient ice and snow kingdom, but with an added touch of cuteness like a white dumpling. “You’re not the only one who’s been waiting for these past few months. You’re not allowed to keep him all to yourself.”

An Zhen hugged one of her senior classmates with one arm, one cold and one fiery, saying, "I have both, I have both."

"Hehe, don't you all know my abilities?"

The world and divine consciousness are not such inconvenient things.

An Zhen disliked the idea of ​​creating clones, but both his physical body and his consciousness were his own original self.

"Pervert!" Wang Dong snorted softly upon hearing this, but his fingers, which were hanging down, unconsciously gripped the hem of his clothes, and his deliberately turned gaze kept glancing at An Zhen.

“We’re an old married couple.” An Zhen’s lips curled into a slight smile, his lecherous eyes unabashedly surveying the women’s graceful figures, their silk-stockinged legs beneath their skirts, and the alluring glimpses of spring they deliberately revealed to him. “How can you call me a pervert?”

As she spoke, An Zhen extended her divine sense. At the same time, she saw Wang Dong's pink and blue skirt flutter up as if lifted by an invisible hand, revealing very obvious pressure marks on her thighs, which were covered by white silk.

A slightly shy voice escaped from Wang Dong's cherry lips, "Mmm."

"Bad guy~"

Wang Dong's voice became the clarion call that inspired An Zhen to launch an attack, and a massive surge of divine consciousness filled the entire inner hall.

'It's kind of like a slime, a tentacle monster or something,' Anzhen thought to herself.

However, divine sense can do much more.

The secretary, Orange, dressed in an office lady outfit and black stockings, was pressed onto the table by an invisible force.

The adorable, legally-born loli Huo Yutong was lifted into the air, and An Zhen carefully felt every inch of his little cutie's skin, every touch fascinating him.

Ning Tian and Wu Feng lay face to face on the table, their slender, long legs in white stockings and their long, voluptuous legs in black stockings swaying in the air, both with blushes visible on their faces.

Both dressed in JK uniforms, An Qiu'er and Meng Hongchen, wearing black and white over-the-knee socks respectively, looked like a pair of golden and silver sisters, stacked high together. Their fair skin was covered with an alluring pink blush, and it felt as if every inch of their skin was being touched.

……

"Wonderful~"

……

"Husband..." Dressed in pink, Nan Qiuqiu nestled softly in An Zhen's arms. An Zhen slowly lowered the pair of slender, long, beautiful legs encased in light pink stockings.

"have a good rest."

"Mmm." Exhausted, Nan Qiuqiu gently kissed An Zhen's lips and closed her eyes.

An Zhen cleaned up the mess in Nan Qiuqiu's bedroom, and then presented a table of delicious food to Dong Qianqiu, who hadn't had a proper meal for three days and three nights and had only been eating fruit and snacks, to soothe the little shark's emotions.

With her long blue hair casually draped over her shoulders, wearing a white short-sleeved shirt and shorts, Dong Qianqiu savored the taste of her food with relish. Her fair legs, clad in sandals, swayed gently in the air, her delicate pink toes resembling round pearls. Ever since eating Huo Yutong's meal, Dong Qianqiu had completely changed her previous habit of snacking, now eagerly anticipating breakfast, lunch, dinner, and midnight snacks every day.

Dong Qianqiu happily finished the four dishes and one soup. These delicacies were also medicinal cuisine. Although she was very talented, her body was already saturated with energy after eating them.

An Zhen pinched Dong Qianqiu's cheek and went out under the little shark's fierce yet adorable gaze. Just as she reached the door, An Zhen remembered what Huo Yutong had told her earlier. After thinking for a moment, she took out the Destruction Scepter, the Trident of the Sea God, and the Asura Demon Sword—three super artifacts—and planted them in the courtyard. Just to be safe, she also took out the divine cores, as they still bore the seal left by Lie Yan Ji Dong, confirming that she no longer possessed any marks from the Douluo God Realm.

Generally speaking, given An Zhen's current strength, under the isolation of his main body, apart from the Destruction Scepter, which he hasn't infused with the power of the world, might still have a faint connection with the God of Destruction, nothing else should be perceived by the Douluo God Realm. But just to be on the safe side...

As for himself, having just entered level 133, he is comparable to a first-level god without a divine position. Unless the God King personally visits Douluo Star, even the God King, who is skilled in divine sense, would not be able to detect his whereabouts across such a large cosmic space.

Star Forest.

Lake of life.

The villa is still by the lake, but the presence of Gu Yuena has vanished.

An Zhen probed with his divine sense, but even with his divine sense, which had reached the level of a first-level god, he couldn't find a single clue, even after penetrating every inch of land near the Lake of Life, including the Lake itself.

That's understandable, though. As a place where Gu Yuena recuperated and hid from the divine realm, if it were discovered so easily, she wouldn't have been able to hide it from the divine realm for so many years.

"Zi Ji." An Zhen entered the villa and saw the cold and beautiful dragon girl in a long purple dress. "Where is Na'er?"

Murasaki blinked. "I don't know."

"Is that so?" Anzhen looked at Ziji with a smile in her eyes. "If you're trying to fool me, Ziji would better change that blank look you have when you say those unnatural things."

Murasaki remained silent.

An Zhen strode forward, sat on the sofa, and pulled the dragon girl in front of him into his arms. Seeing that Zi Ji did not resist, his hands became more unrestrained, reaching for her long, strong, black-stockinged legs under her skirt.

"I can't say." A tempting blush appeared on Zi Ji's cold cheeks, and her body unconsciously shifted gently in An Zhen's arms, her movements skillfully responding to An Zhen's actions. "I didn't mean to force Zi Ji to answer," An Zhen said softly, resting her chin on Zi Ji's shoulder.

If he wanted to know, he could have asked the NPC Zi Ji who had been embroidered. Although he had always regarded Zi Ji as his woman, in Gu Yuena's eyes, the Hell Demon Dragon King Zi Ji was the Silver Dragon King's subordinate. Subordinates naturally have to do what their superiors tell them to do, and An Zhen naturally didn't want to make things difficult for Zi Ji.

"It's been so long since I've felt like this," Anzhen said, inhaling the fragrance of Murasaki's hair. "I want to be closer to Murasaki."

Upon hearing this, the resolute look in Zi Ji's eyes softened slightly. She turned her body so that she was directly facing An Zhen. Her beautiful legs, clad in black stockings, knelt on the sofa, her buttocks resting on An Zhen's thighs. The frost on the cold and beautiful dragon girl's face transformed into a touch of longing. "Me too."

Soul beasts are always direct when it comes to feelings.

But Anzhen's current situation is truly exceptional.

However… Murasaki thought to herself, 'Since Master was holding Anjin while sleeping earlier…'

In doing so, she can be considered to be firmly following in the footsteps of her lord.

"Hmm~"

On the other side, while strolling in the Star Dou Great Forest, Brigitte was suddenly enveloped by an irresistible spatial force. The next second, her vision changed to a familiar ceiling, and her clothes changed to a light blue dress, stockings, and high heels. The events reflected in her eyes gradually overlapped with a certain night in her memory.

"Bridgetie, come on over." Anzhen's burning gaze fell on Bridgetie's voluptuous body.

"Yes."

The obedient swans continued as usual.

"Snapped!"

The feel is as good as ever.

“My lord.” Brigitte looked at Anzhen with a blush on her face.

"Can't help it."

Two days and one night later.

An Zhen tidied up the stockings scattered on the floor, and looking at the still flushed sleeping face, a satisfied sense of conquest appeared on her face.

We hadn't been intimate for a long time, and this time we made up for it all at once.

Leaving a restriction on the villa, An Zhen entered the Lake of Life and quickly arrived at the center of the lake. Her gaze swept over the life gold that clearly looked like it had been bitten by something, reflecting the authority and Gu Yuena. Holding the Martial Soul Silver Dragon Spear, she gently touched the tip of the spear into the void in front of her, and a faint but unusual spatial power emerged.

The authority over the world.

An Zhen's figure disappeared into it.

The space before my eyes shifted, transforming into a silvery-white world.

"You shouldn't be here."

A clear, cold female voice rang out, exuding a kingly majesty.

Looking at the enormous thing in front of her, An Zhen's dark eyes revealed a hint of joy. "Na'er, it's been a long time."

It was a colossal silver dragon, as massive as a mountain, with a sleek and elegant form, every line showcasing a perfect harmony of aesthetics and power. Its entire body was covered in fine silver scales, shimmering with dazzling rainbow light under the illumination, each scale like a meticulously crafted crystal, exuding a mysterious luster.

"Gu Yuena is not here." The silver dragon lying on the ground spoke in a cold voice, its tone carrying an undeniable majesty. Its dragon eyes, like mysterious amethysts, opened and stared coldly at An Zhen. "Only the Silver Dragon King is here!"

“Then…” An Zhen blinked, stepped forward to approach Gu Yuena, “the mother of the child?”

Gu Yuena: ...

Gu Yuena felt the coldness and authority she had painstakingly built up shatter instantly. She wanted to argue, but while she could stubbornly deny that she was An Zhen's lover, she couldn't deny that she wasn't the child's mother. No matter what, this was her child.

An Zhen touched Gu Yuena's dragon body and exclaimed sincerely, "So beautiful."

As expected of his wife, she's beautiful in both human and dragon forms. Anzhen has always thought that his ideal type is a beautiful human, or one with special decorations, like dragon horns, dragon wings... like a beast-eared girl. But now Anzhen thinks that if it's Na'er, a true dragon form wouldn't be out of the question either.

Gu Yuena sensed An Zhen's emotions.

Gu Yuena remained silent.

abnormal!
She didn't want Anzhen to come in because she didn't want Anzhen to see her true form, but she didn't expect that she still underestimated Anzhen.

“After all, she’s Na’er,” Anzhen said.

Gu Yuena was a little touched.

Gu Yuena asked, "What if I become an ugly monster, or a man?"

An Zhen said without batting an eye, "Those are all too fake. I still prefer Na'er's true appearance. After all, Na'er is a great beauty."

Gu Yuena sneered, "Heh~"

the man.

Then, Gu Yuena remained quietly lying there, letting An Zhen curiously observe and stroke her dragon body, listening to An Zhen recount his gains and future plans.

"The day I agreed upon with the Abyss Saint is only a few days away now."

"Are you sure?"

"Higher than 98%."

"That's good." Gu Yuena had great confidence in An Zhen. She had sensed that extremely pure life force earlier; if it hadn't been so weak, she would have thought the Goddess of Life had personally descended upon Douluo Continent. Coupled with An Zhen's unreasonable abilities and the several super artifacts she possessed, dealing with a plane lord of the same level shouldn't be difficult. (End of Chapter)