Douluo Dragon King: The martial soul has double pupils, and it is destiny!

Chapter 235 The Will of the Planes and the Son of Fate

It danced wildly in the genetic helix, intertwining and colliding with two silk threads, one gray and one purple.

Every collision bursts into dazzling light, as if a fierce battle is going on.

As time went on, these three threads gradually began to merge, forming a new power.

This power contains the mysterious unknown of the gray thread, the noble and powerful of the purple thread, and the fiery sacredness of the red thread.

It continued to flow in Gu Chen's body like a rushing river, impacting every cell of his body and causing his body to undergo earth-shaking changes.

As Gu Chen's body fell, he was constantly being baptized by this new force.

His bones were creaking, as if they were constantly being reshaped and strengthened; his muscles were expanding and contracting, becoming stronger and more elastic.

This power from destiny allowed him to take his body, which had almost reached the limit of the world, one step further.

His blood flowed faster in his veins, like boiling magma, emitting a scorching temperature.

Although his tightly closed eyes still did not open, the golden light beneath his eyelids became increasingly brighter, as if foreshadowing an impending awakening.

……

In that mysterious space that seemed to be rendered in gold, the light was soft yet carried an indescribable pressure, and every inch of the air seemed to be filled with an ancient and mysterious atmosphere.

Gu Chen stood quietly there, his figure looking a little thin under the golden light.

He opened his mouth slightly, his lips trembling, as if there were thousands of words stuck in his throat, but he didn't know where to start.

At this moment, his mind was like a scroll slowly unfolding, and those memories that had been forgotten deep in the depths surged in his mind like a tide.

Those were memories that were etched into his bones and imprinted in his instincts. Each one was like a sharp carving knife, leaving deep marks on his soul.

These memories include laughter, tears, struggles, and emotions that he had once deliberately buried.

He was immersed in these memories and was a little dazed for a moment, and the idea of discussing his own problems was gradually thrown to the back of his mind.

After a long time, Gu Chen slowly raised his head and turned his gaze to the golden light in front of him.

This ball of light emits a soft and warm glow, as if it contains endless vitality.

He hesitated for a moment and said softly, "Should I call you..." The voice echoed in the silent space, with a hint of temptation and confusion.

After a pause, he continued, "Is it the will of the plane, or the father or mother?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the ball of light seemed to come to life, slowly floating towards Gu Chen and gently touching his forehead.

A warm feeling instantly spread throughout his body, like the warm sun in winter shining on his body, gradually relaxing his originally tense nerves.

At the same time, a large amount of information flooded into his mind like a tide, containing all the mysteries about this mysterious space and the will of the plane.

After a while, a gentle yet somewhat majestic voice sounded in his mind: "Don't worry, if you want, you can call me father or mother. If you don't want to, it's no big deal."

This voice seemed to have a kind of magic, which dispelled a lot of the doubts and anxieties in Gu Chen's heart.

Gu Chen frowned slightly, thought for a moment, and then said softly: "So..." His voice was a little low, as if he was thinking about something.

Then, he took a deep breath and continued, "Am I also like Tang San? An alien soul, occupying the original body."

There was a hint of curiosity and confusion in his eyes, as if he wanted to get a definite answer from this mysterious plane's will.

His mind was full of questions. What was his life story like?
How does all this relate to the will of this mysterious plane?
From the moment he was born, from the moment he came into this world.

He almost walks in the world as a young man.

Real growth doesn't begin until the age of six or seven.

Anyone who knew his real age and the way he looked at the time would have said he was a reincarnated god. What child could run, jump, talk, and hit people at the age of one?

Is it yours?

He expected the will of the plane to give him a reasonable explanation.

The will of the plane paused for a moment, and an indescribable quiet atmosphere filled the golden space, and countless strange lights flickered like a dream.

Gu Chen was suspended in this space, his eyes full of confusion and suspicion, and opposite him, the mysterious will of the plane was emitting a hazy halo.

“Yes and not entirely.”

Gu Chen took a deep breath and asked again: "Yes and not entirely, what does it mean?"

The ethereal, emotionless voice of the Plane Will echoed slowly, "Yes and not entirely. Back then, the Son of Fate was only a prototype, without consciousness, let alone a body. It was merely a chaotic mass of untapped Fate power, nothing more, drifting in the endless void, without direction or purpose. It was like a seed, unsprouted, scattered carelessly across the vast earth, awaiting the arrival of a glimmer of life."

Gu Chen frowned slightly and tried hard to imagine the appearance of the embryonic form of that ball of luck in his mind, but it was all blurry.

After all, he couldn't imagine or think about what it was like at that time.

At that time, it was not yet him, not even an object, let alone a life.

It would be more reasonable to call it an embryo, but an embryo wouldn't look like this.

The Plane Will continued, "It's because of your appearance that this destiny has truly survived. When you stepped into the realm connected to this destiny, your will, your soul, became like the warm sunshine and sweet dew, nourishing this chaotic destiny. Your every action, every decision, subtly influenced it, gradually giving it a clear outline and meaning. It's as if you gave it the spark of life, allowing it to begin to burn in this cold world. It acts as your shadow, following your every move and obeying your will."

Gu Chen was shocked. He had never thought that he had such a special role.

He subconsciously looked at his body and asked worriedly, "Then there won't be any problem with my body...right?"

The Plane Will calmly responded, "Don't worry about your body. Your current body is no longer the same as before. Even if it were the previous body, I wouldn't do anything. You must understand that throughout these endless years, the body has been merely a vessel for the soul and consciousness. Your current state has long transcended that mortal body."

"The body of God."

"Ah."

"How did I achieve that? I don't recall ever reaching that level before I died."

"A new and strong body, plus my help."

Gu Chen was silent for a moment, seemingly digesting this information, and then slowly asked, "Then... the identity and responsibilities of the Son of Fortune."

The Plane Will simply responded with one word: "Hmm."

That brief answer seemed to have a tremendous force, causing a huge wave of shock in Gu Chen's heart.

This sentence, well, has made the meaning clear.

You are still the same, even in a different body.

Identity responsibilities.

Still carrying it on my back.

A complex emotion flashed in Gu Chen's eyes.

He gritted his teeth and then asked, "But how did you find me?"

“That’s also because…”

"You are my child."

"You're going to... die?"

(End of this chapter)