Douluo Jueshi, world modulation mode

"There was once a female Title Douluo who encountered a severely injured fox with a cultivation level of nearly 100,000 years in the Star Dou Great Forest. However, the Title Douluo did not harm the fox and instead captured a rooster soul beast with a high cultivation level to feed it."

"Years later, that female Title Douluo married a handsome young man. On their wedding day, the young man revealed his spirit beast aura and said, 'Do you remember, you once caught a chicken in the Star Dou Great Forest and fed it to a badly injured fox?' And then..."

"An'an knows!"

A voice, filled with excitement mixed with childishness, rang out.

It was a beautifully sculpted little girl with long, flowing black hair that reached her waist, fair and delicate skin, and chubby cheeks that carried the innocence and naivety of her age. Lying on the bed, six-year-old An'an wore a smug expression. "That young man is the injured fox who cultivated for 100,000 years and then transformed into human form to repay the titled Douluo."

“No.” Anzhen closed the storybook and revealed the final ending of the bedtime story, “In the end, the young man stabbed the woman in the abdomen with a poisoned dagger and told her that he was actually the rooster that was given to the fox to eat back then.”

An'an: ...

The little girl's bright, dark eyes were filled with speechlessness, and the smug look on her face visibly faded. "Daddy cheated."

An'an felt that her dad's thought process was a bit strange.

“This story teaches us,” An Zhen shook her head slightly, as if lecturing on a profound principle, “that when you’re out and about, you can’t be too careful. No matter how good-looking someone is, how sweet-talking they are, or how pitiful they seem, you have to be careful. After all, it could all be a disguise, and the other person may be approaching you with ill intentions.”

"Ha~"

A soft laugh rang out.

A delicate hand lifted a corner of An'an's blanket, and a silver-haired woman with a beautiful body hidden in a white nightgown entered An'an's bed. Gu Yuena held her daughter and looked at An Zhen with a smile in her beautiful eyes, "Why do I feel like there's something hidden in what you said, An Zhen?"

An Zhen blinked innocently, then stood up. "Alright, you two can rest now. I'm going to sleep too."

This is called prevention.

When it comes to her own daughter, An Zhen isn't as twisted as Tang San.

But he didn't want his daughter to be fooled by sweet talk. Although it wouldn't be difficult for him to detect it in time with his abilities, it could still hurt his daughter.

Of course, An'an is only six years old now, so it's too early to say all this.

Perhaps my daughter has high standards and no one is good enough for her.

Anzhen couldn't say for sure what the future held, since fate is unpredictable. When you try to control your destiny and make everything develop according to your predetermined path, you have already become a slave to fate, a bird in a cage.

However, Anzhen felt that her daughter was very intelligent and there was no need to worry too much about this aspect.

I just stepped out of the bedroom.

Two distinct fragrances wafted towards me.

Two figures, one on the left and one on the right, each grabbed one of An Zhen's arms.

"It's my turn tonight!" Wang Dong, a beautiful young woman with long, pinkish-blue hair reaching her waist, glanced at Meng Hongchen on the other side.

"Hehe~" The silver-haired beauty's lips curled into a bright, yet slightly eerie and alluring smile. Meng Hongchen was practically half-hanging on An Zhen. "Good and evil are one, right? I bet little brother Zhen would love to experience something like the extremes of ice and fire, yet completely different."

As she spoke, an evil aura erupted from Meng Hongchen's body, and a bewitching feeling appeared deep in her beautiful blue eyes. The girl's innocence instantly transformed into a seductive allure, like that of a succubus, captivating and alluring.

"Is this how you use divine power?" Wang Dong said, but as her voice rang out, a power completely opposite to that of Meng Hongchen flowed from her body. Her pink-blue eyes were pure and untainted, and a compassionate holiness surrounded Wang Dong.

Wang Dong, the God of Kindness.

The evil god dreams of the mortal world.

Good and evil are one, just like life and destruction. After Wang Dong inherited the position of God of Goodness, An Zhen naturally hoped that the position of God of Evil would fall into her own daughter's hands. For the sake of fairness, everyone competed fairly, with those who already held a position withdrawing from the competition to participate in the divine examination for the position of God of Evil, to see who could gain divine recognition first.

Ultimately, it was obtained by Meng Hongchen, who had the highest cultivation level besides the women who already possessed divine positions. The result was not unexpected, after all, Meng Hongchen, who was the first to step into the divine level with the help of a level 10 soul tool, had already surpassed the others who only cultivated martial souls in terms of cultivation.

It's going to be another sleepless night.
In the bedroom.

Eerie and sacred.

"It looks great with black and white stockings."

Anzhen played with the girl's jade feet through a layer of silk fabric.

"Speak."

"Have you discussed how to proceed with the wedding?"

wedding.

This kind of thing should have started many years ago.

But it always gets delayed by various things.

Establish your career first, then start a family.

It was originally because of Tang San and Xiao Wu.

Later, it was to help Gu Yuena revive the dragon race, which posed a potential threat from the divine realm.

After all this was resolved, which was a few years ago, before An'an was born, the women began to break through to the god level one after another and entered seclusion to inherit their godhood. It wasn't until Ju Zi finished her seclusion last month that they finally had time to prepare.

For Anzhen, a wedding is just a formality. Mutual affection and a happy life together are enough. No one can force someone he doesn't like to be with him, not even the law or any powerful figure. And no one can stop someone he loves from being with him, and Anzhen has always believed that dating is for life.

However, since her daughter liked it, Anzhen naturally wouldn't spoil the mood. Let's have the wedding then.

But then a number of problems arise – what to do?
Will it end in one match?
So who is the female lead?
The women weren't necessarily vying for this position, since the status of the main wife in the family had always been ambiguous.

But at such an important time, they naturally hope that their loved one's attention is on them.

An Zhen immediately said that this was not a difficult task.

After all, simply altering the body's structure is a piece of cake for him. Not to mention adding a few more eyes, adding dozens of eyes is no problem at all.

Anzhen's idea was then rejected on the spot.

After discussion, it was finally decided to be 1v1, one person per match.

But a new problem arises – who goes first and who goes last?
Some suggested that they should proceed according to the order in which they met Anzhen. —A childhood friend who wishes to remain anonymous.

Some suggested proceeding according to the order in which relationships with An were truly established. —First girlfriend.

Youlong suggested that it be done according to age.

Everyone wants to go first.

It's like they're vying for the position of the empress.

That is indeed the case to some extent.

An Zhen simply chose to leave the matter to his girls to discuss. It wasn't that he wanted to avoid getting involved, since he had already been involved all along; as long as they were happy, that was all that mattered.

"Hoo~" Wang Dong slowly exhaled, her white silk-clad feet suddenly tensed up, then slowly relaxed. She switched places with Meng Hongchen and lay down on her side next to An Zhen.

"Gu Yuena is first," she said.
"Then it's me, Meng Hongchen, Yu Tong..."

“Aside from Gu Yuena and Meng Hongchen, it’s in the order in which we established our relationship.”

Sort by order of entry.

As for why Gu Yuena was first, the other women had no choice but to accept that her belly was full of fruit.

A mother's status rises with her daughter's. The name "An'an" completely overshadowed all the other women's reasons for vying for first place. And only in this way could the other women willingly rank behind her; otherwise, if it were someone else, there would always be those who were dissatisfied.

As for Meng Hongchen ranking third, it's because of her childhood friendship with An Zhen. After all, if we're really talking about who's the "eldest sister," Meng Hongchen is the real "eldest sister," and all of them were trying to steal her away. With the first place already decided, the remaining rankings carry less weight, so they might as well give this little childhood sweetheart some face.

midnight.

After confirming that An'an was fast asleep, Gu Yuena quietly slipped out of the bedroom and, unsurprisingly, encountered a fiery red figure.

The familiar formula, the familiar team composition.

three days later.

A grand wedding was held in one of the demiplanes. Joyful dragon roars echoed continuously, and the entire small world was decorated with an incredibly lively and festive atmosphere.

"The dragon wedding feels somewhat similar to human weddings in the past," Anzhen said, looking at her bright red attire as she stood beneath a structure resembling an altar.

“In the past, the dragon race was the master of all the planes,” Gu Yuena said. “Many things were originally passed down from us. Even some of the original cultures of other races were inevitably influenced by the dragon culture.”

Gu Yuena looked exceptionally radiant and beautiful today.

Clad in a long, deep red robe, with golden threads outlining dragon patterns symbolizing nobility and majesty, the girl's fingertips, white as jade, contrasted sharply with the fiery red fabric as she gently clutched the hem of her dress. Her eyebrows were like distant, inky mountains, and her eyelashes were long and thick. Unlike traditional human wedding attire, Gu Yuena wore no veil; rather than being married, she seemed to be attending a solemn sacrificial ceremony. Her purple dragon eyes gazed at An Zhen with a smile, a mixture of happiness and innate, aloof authority.

"The time has come," said the Light Dragon King, who was also the officiant at the wedding.

There are quite a few guests today, including Anzhen's elders, several teachers and grandfathers, and the rest are the former Dragon Souls of Dragon Valley.

……

"First bow to the parents—"

Another lively wedding was held at Imperial University 1.

"Couple greetings!"

Even through the hazy veil, An Zhen could sense the expression in Wang Dong's eyes.

The ancient wedding in Douluo Continent omitted the step of bowing to heaven and earth.

An Zhen was worried that the Douluo Continent would shorten her lifespan.

Since there were no elders on Wang Dong's side, Mu En, who had once been Wang Dong's teacher, sat in the seat of honor.

A moment later, in the festively decorated bedroom, the usually lively and active young girl, dressed in a wedding gown, sat obediently and quietly on the couch. Her jade-like feet, adorned with red embroidered shoes, tiptoed slightly, revealing the turbulent thoughts within Wang Dong's heart.

Anzhen gently lifted the veil.

Wang Dong stood up, placed her hands on her hips in a graceful curtsy, displaying the quiet elegance and refinement of a young woman. She parted her cherry lips and softly said, "My husband~"

"Hiss~" An Zhen gasped in surprise, "Dong'er's actions have truly flattered me."

"What?" Wang Dong punched An Zhen's chest with a hint of dissatisfaction, revealing her little tiger teeth and glaring at An Zhen with a fierce yet adorable expression. "Haven't I treated you well all this time?"

"Okay, of course." An Zhen hugged Wang Dong tightly, her warm breath brushing against the girl's ear. "However, tonight it will be just Dong'er all alone."

"One person is fine, just one person." Wang Dong said without any fear.

Anzhen carried his bride to bed.

"A moment of spring night is worth a thousand pieces of gold, and should not be wasted."

"and many more--"

Wang Dong suddenly felt a little panicked.

No way? It really is just her alone.

She doesn't need Gu Yuena's god-king level body.

But how could one possibly hand over the groom to someone else on their wedding day?!

For a while.

"Yutong, help!"

……

"Whether in good times or bad, whether in poverty or wealth..."

After the ceremony, Anzhen led the adorable girl in a white wedding dress to a bedroom.

Her delicate feet, encased in sheer white silk stockings, shone in white high heels. The legally-married young girl, Huo Yutong, blushed crimson. "Brother Anzhen, it's still daytime."

Although she said that, the girl's small hand had already grabbed her collar.

An Zhen removed a divine sense shield.

"Yu Tong?"

A soft voice, tinged with a hint of doubt, rang out.

Huo Yutong's body suddenly stiffened. The seemingly mature and composed young girl, who was usually seen as capable of handling everything with maturity and composure by other girls, suddenly began to tremble uncontrollably. The familiar tone of voice awakened Huo Yutong's long-buried memories from the past.

Huo Yutong turned around stiffly. Her eyes, which were as bright as stars, were already covered by a thin layer of mist, but they still clearly reflected the figure that was somewhat similar to Huo Yutong.

"mom!"

Anzhen leaned against the doorway, quietly watching the touching scene of the mother and daughter reuniting.

As for Dai Hao, the former White Tiger Duke, who was also the last White Tiger Duke, had long since died of old age. An Zhen had no intention of going to the underworld to try and salvage the situation. On such a joyous day, it was best not to mention such an unlucky person.

One wedding after another caused a sensation around the world.

People have woven countless romantic love stories about them.

After all, His Majesty is so great, what's wrong with him enjoying some comfort?

As time goes by, everything is moving in a positive direction.

The world is as you and I expect it to be.

At the summit of the Spirit Pagoda.

The first master of the Spirit Pagoda, the creator of the Soul Spirit, stepped into the half-step God King realm after reaping the faith power of several planes outside the Douluo God Realm's coverage area. He was accumulating power and attempting to create the Undead God Realm's Undead Calamity. The Necromancer Saint God Ilex looked at his student and asked, "Do you have any plans?"

An Zhen picked up a white chess piece with her fingers and placed it on the chessboard. "Go take a look."

The handsome young man with black hair had a vast universe reflected in his dark eyes. With a wave of his hand, he devoured a star that was countless light-years away.

"The creator god, the god of divine retribution..."

Anzhen turned her gaze toward the direction in which she had once felt the power of creation.

"I hope you can bring me a different kind of surprise."

This universe was destined to be unable to stop his progress.

The End (End of Chapter)