Douluo Jueshi, world modulation mode

Chapter 505 Growth and Punishment

"What do you mean by 'steal'?" An Zhen smiled and pointed a finger at Dong Qianqiu's brow. It was as if an irresistible force enveloped the girl, preventing her from moving forward even an inch. Dong Qianqiu's power, comparable to that of a Soul King, was also rendered useless. She could only helplessly wave her arms and watch An Zhen eat the rest of the food.

“This is my wife’s cooking,” An Zhen retorted seriously, savoring the food while her eyes, tinged with amusement, reflected Dong Qianqiu’s puffed-up cheeks.

An incompetent girl~
"Brother Anzhen!" Huo Yutong, who was cooking in the kitchen, immediately noticed Anzhen's sudden appearance. With her long, ice-blue hair reaching her waist, Huo Yutong's appearance seemed frozen in the beautiful years of her youth. Her eyes, as bright as stars, were overflowing with longing and joy. She wore a white dress, looking as beautiful as if she had stepped out of a fairy tale. If time had to leave any mark, it would probably be the even stronger aura of a virtuous wife and loving mother that she possessed compared to the past.

A single sound stirred up a thousand waves.

Almost simultaneously, relying on its powerful cultivation, a golden figure pounced into An Zhen's arms. The angel on her body was completely devoid of the saintly elegance and nobility that outsiders perceived her to be. Like an octopus, her fair arms and white silk stockings in white and gold-trimmed boots tightly embraced An Zhen's body.

"teacher!"

Ye Guyi buried her head in An Zhen's arms, rubbing her little head against him incessantly.

On the other side, Dong Qianqiu saw that An Zhen had no chance of getting the Nine Azure Divine Ice Dragon Ice Cloud Hidden dish in her hand, and her eyes fell on the other dishes on the table next to her.

This dish looks pretty good too.

Dong Qianqiu tried to reach out.

However, many figures were much faster than her.

"Junior/Senior Uncle!"

"Anzhen/Bad guy!"

When Anzhen's family first expanded, it was built to the specifications of a small palace. With special soul tools for preserving and storing food, the kitchen space was quite spacious. However, when a dozen girls gathered together, they completely occupied the space next to the table where the dishes were placed.

Dong Qianqiu struggled to squeeze out of the crowd, fuming because she hadn't received any delicious food.

It's just that the big bad guy is back, why are you so excited?

Normally, they wouldn't be this agitated. But the situation is different now. Although the girls maintain their composure, their longing is overwhelming. Before Anzhen's battle with the Abyss Saint, Anzhen had already been in seclusion for quite some time, and now she has been in seclusion for another six years. Many of them are only in their twenties, and even with their great strength, being separated from their lovers for so long, without any news for so long, at the prime of their youth, naturally makes it difficult to suppress their longing.

"Okay, okay," Anzhen gently soothed everyone's emotions. "It's not like I disappeared."

Even so, Anzhen subconsciously became closer to her girls. The excitement she felt from her great progress in strength gradually subsided, replaced by an unprecedented peace. A deep sense of longing and affection enveloped Anzhen, making the concept of home clearer and strengthening her sense of humanity.

Kiss Yu Tong's little lips.

Hug Lexuan.

He patted Wu Feng's head.

……

Couples who have been separated for a long time interact intimately.

At this moment, the girls showed no shyness whatsoever about interacting intimately with others.

On one hand, we were comrades-in-arms who had fought side by side, and we had seen even more awkward situations. On the other hand, the longing in our hearts was simply too much to bear.

"And I!"

The girls moved closer to Anzhen.

Six years is enough time to change many things, but many things remain the same as before.

Huo Yutong, a virtuous wife and loving mother, has even more of a commanding presence. She's not leading everyone, but rather she's the one everyone unanimously approves of. In An Zhen's absence, she's the central figure connecting everyone. Her strength, character, and abilities are all impeccable; she's not only incredibly caring but also an excellent cook.

With her long, light blue hair reaching her waist, Tang Wutong, having gained her memories, still retains a lot of childishness and naivety in many ways. However, Wang Dong, who has personally experienced and honed her skills along the way, has fully matured. Beneath her fairytale-like, dreamlike appearance lies a resilient and mature mind. Only when facing those close to her does she reveal her lively and proud girlish side.

"How are you feeling?" Wang Dong asked with concern in his eyes.

"We'll have to let Dong'er check it herself to know."

"You pervert!" Wang Dong said coquettishly, a sense of reassurance emanating from the depths of her dreamy pink-blue eyes.

"Hehe, Wang Dong is already eager to get checked out."

A playful and adorable figure peeked out from behind Wang Dong. Xiao Xiao, as lively and energetic as ever, kept digging into her best friend's secrets, as if she wanted things to get even more exciting. "I found quite a few An Zhen-like dolls in Wang Dong's closet. I wonder if Wang Dong secretly..."

"Xiao Xiao!" Wang Dong blushed and reached out to grab Xiao Xiao. But Xiao Xiao seemed to have been prepared and hid behind An Zhen. Her long black hair was casually draped over her shoulders, and her playful and mischievous appearance was still the same as the lively little girl she used to be.

but……

Anzhen reached out and looked at it.

Yes, you've grown a lot.

On the other side, Ye Guyi, who had just gotten off An Zhen, suddenly blushed.

According to a very reliable insider, the dolls and pillows in Anzhen's home, all resembling Anzhen, were made by an angelic girl with excellent handicrafts skills.

"Uncle." A clear, melodious voice, like shattered jade, rang in An Zhen's ears, but what drew even more attention was the divine presence that suddenly entered her field of vision. Her long, radiant golden hair was tied high in a single ponytail, and her exquisitely sculpted features, seemingly crafted by divine hands, became even more three-dimensional in the interplay of light and shadow, every feature perfectly proportioned. Her posture was as upright as a pine tree, yet possessed the graceful curves of a young girl; her perfect figure was like a masterpiece created by the Creator, possessing both breathtaking aesthetic beauty and an overwhelming sense of power, a sight to behold even in stillness.

An Qiu'er blinked, her golden eyes filled with deep longing: "Uncle, do you feel that Qiu'er is different from before?"

“He has become a god.” An Zhen raised his eyes and succinctly revealed the core of the matter.

To him, the aura emanating from An Qiu'er, which had long since broken free from the shackles of the mortal realm, was impossible to conceal. What concerned him even more was that this divinity was also tinged with a sense of familiarity.

"The position of the God of Destruction."

"Mmm!" An Qiu'er immediately leaned closer, her little head affectionately rubbing against An Zhen's palm. The heroic goddess aura she had just exuded instantly vanished, and at this moment she resembled a clingy golden kitten, her eyes slightly upturned, full of expectation for praise.

An Zhen had already used her omniscient powers to know the cause and effect from the past. The inheritance of the God of Destruction's position on Douluo Continent was most likely arranged by the God of Destruction. And indeed, facing the benefactor who nurtured him and helped him establish himself in the God Realm, Zhou Weiqing, the God of Destruction, chose to submit to the God of Destruction's judgment. However, for this subordinate on whom he had placed so much hope, the God of Destruction ultimately showed him some dignity, allowing Zhou Weiqing to relinquish his divine position. Then, like Rong Nianbing, he left the God Realm with his family. For the God of Destruction, he absolutely could not tolerate such a time bomb lurking beside him at the crucial moment when his plan was about to be realized. Considering their past relationship and that the God of Destruction had not yet caused any substantial damage, they parted amicably.

The moment the divine throne inheritance appeared in the world, Huo Yutong spotted it and immediately made it public. The news spread, and countless powerful individuals flocked to the scene. After all, becoming a god was the ultimate dream of all soul masters, especially after witnessing the power of a god firsthand; the desire for this power that transcends all living beings only intensified. Among them were those with destructive attribute martial souls, well-suited to the God of Destruction's throne, such as Nan Qiuqiu, from the Purple Emperor Annihilation Dragon lineage of the Sun Moon Royal Family. However, all competitors were far surpassed by An Qiu'er's overwhelming talent. The Golden Dragon bloodline brought her ultimate power, and she herself possessed ultimate light, ultimate fire, and the attribute of destiny. Any one of these attributes alone was enough to create a prodigy who would lead an era. Looking across the world, besides An Zhen and Gu Yuena, perhaps only Huo Yutong's talent could rival hers.

but……

An Zhen's gaze fell on An Qiu'er, who resembled a large golden cat in her arms. The God of Destruction's position is a bit weak.

With Qiu'er's talent, she would be more than capable of becoming a God-King.

Alright, let's just treat this as a temporary measure.

Just as he was pondering, another soft, gentle figure pressed against him. "Brother Xiao Zhen." Meng Hongchen, her long, silvery-white hair cascading like moonlight to her waist, now a graceful young woman, reached out and tightly gripped An Zhen's arm, practically hanging half her body on him. Meng Hongchen's azure eyes were like pools of melting spring water, brimming with affection as she gazed at him tenderly, her voice as soft as cotton: "You've been in seclusion for so long, wouldn't you like to rest for a bit?"

"Sigh~"

Anzhen gasped.

This is a blatant declaration of war!

After getting off work, Xu Tianzhen changed out of her phoenix robe and wore a white short-sleeved shirt and blue shorts as casual home clothes. She said meaningfully, "I think you just want to rest."

"Hmph~" Meng Hongchen snorted softly and hugged him even tighter. "I wonder who it is that can only fall asleep by hugging Xiao Zhen's clothes every night."

"I..." Xu Tianzhen's face flushed red upon hearing this, and when she met An Zhen's gaze, the blush deepened. "How dare you slander someone's innocence out of thin air!"

As if she had thought of something, a smile appeared in Xu Tianzhen's eyes. She crossed her arms and, despite being only 1.5 meters tall, she managed to project an aura of four meters. "I don't know who it was that got Anzhen's clothes wet. Was I sleeping with Anzhen's clothes on? I was doing it so that Anzhen wouldn't have any clothes to wear when she came back."

This time, the awkward situation turned out to be Meng Hongchen.

"It wasn't just me who took it."

Meng Hongchen muttered softly.

An Zhen:......

An Zhen probed his room with her divine sense. Usually, she would put the clothes she projected onto his room into the closet, since they were her favorite styles, and she would clean them regularly. Over time, she had accumulated many pieces. However, when An Zhen probed with her divine sense, the empty closet was completely devoid of clothes.

An Zhen's gaze fell on the group of women.

The beautiful girls, each with their own unique charm, lowered their heads.

"Everyone gets a share, right?"

"Well……"

"What is that?" With her long, fiery red hair casually draped over her shoulders, Ma Xiaotao raised her face, which exuded the nobility of a phoenix and the charm of a beautiful woman. Her fair arms supported her heavy pride as she retorted righteously, "Who told you, Uncle-Master, to suddenly go into seclusion for such a long time?"

“Right?” Ma Xiaotao tried to pull her companion over.

"I'm reporting this." Ling Luochen's shoulder-length ice-blue hair was neatly styled, and her face was full of seriousness. Her aloof and indifferent appearance revealed a cute contrast to her senior's appearance. Her raised arm was like a student reporting to the teacher in class. "Ma Xiaotao took the most because she secretly cleaned up after using it and tore a lot of clothes."

"?" Ma Xiaotao didn't expect the backstabbing to come so suddenly and quickly. "Big ice block! What do you want to do!"

A clear, slightly childish voice rang out.

What are you going to do with the clothes?

Dong Qianqiu was puzzled.

Aren't clothes meant to be worn?

The little shark, already tens of thousands of years old, had naturally received instruction from its mother on matters of men and women, but in this field, the exploration of soul beasts was far inferior to that of humans.

An Zhen used her divine sense to summon Dong Qianqiu, saying, "This is none of your business."

Dong Qianqiu's little feet, clad in sandals, swayed gently in the air, expressing her dissatisfaction. Just as she was about to shout "Big bad guy," her discontent vanished instantly when she saw the two plates reflecting the Nine Azure Divine Ice Dragon Ice Cloud Hidden floating in front of her.

"Getting back to the point," An Zhen said with a serious expression, "those who do bad things must be punished."

As she spoke, Anzhen reached out and pinched Meng Hongchen's cheek.

Meng Hongchen asked expectantly, "How does Brother Xiaozhen want to punish Xiaomeng?"

“Punish him severely,” An Zhen said “fiercely.”

"If you take a few pieces of clothing, you'll be severely punished for several hours."

"!"

A bright light shone in each of their beautiful eyes.

"I want to turn myself in!" Ling Luochen raised his arm again with a serious expression.

"Actually, I just lied. I was the one who took the most. Given that I just lied, I think the punishment should be doubled."

Upon hearing this, Ma Xiaotao reached out and grabbed Ling Luochen directly, "You flat-chested ice block!"

"You blame all the bad things on me, but you keep all the good things to yourself, huh?"

"Just telling the truth," Ling Luochen said seriously.

With a thought, An Zhen enveloped them in an invisible spatial force, and the scene reflected in their eyes instantly transformed into An Zhen's bedroom. Although the bedroom's owner had been away for many years, it was spotless.

“Two people are missing,” An Zhen said.

next second.

Brigitte, dressed in a light blue dress, and Murasaki, dressed in a purple outfit, appeared in the room.

And Na'er.

However, Gu Yuena, who has regained her true form as the Silver Dragon King, cannot appear directly in the outside world like this now.

(End of this chapter)