Durin's Diary

Chapter 984 Returning to Your Hometown

After the girls returned from their feast at the Celestial Master's Mansion, they expressed their respect for the chefs there—because they had actually recreated the food from the Western Continent using the culinary skills of the Tang Dynasty.

Tanya was very surprised because it was the first time in her life she had eaten a rare, bloodless steak, and it was quite tender.

At her house, she thinks even a three-quarter steak is too tough.

"Are all the chefs at Changtang freaks out?" Tanya had something to say about this.

Dulin, however, didn't think there was anything to be surprised about.

Melinda walked over at this moment and looked at Dulin lying on the bed: "Dulin, what happened to the soles of your feet?"

"Don't even mention it. I spent half the day hiking with the kids today, and I got blisters on my feet. I just popped them." Du Lin sighed as he said this, "The mortal body really is useless."

"Huh, you're in a mortal body now?" Lina jumped onto the bed at this moment, crawling to Dulin's side like a large lizard. The little dragon's vertical pupils flashed with a dangerous light: "Does this mean you can't beat me?"

Dulin laughed and reached out to dislocate the little female dragon's tail. The dragon let out a howl and rolled around on the bed, which amused Anta. She used a freeze spell to immobilize the little female dragon and then looked at Dulin: "How old are you? Are you happy to bully an idiot like Lina?"

Dulin reached out and straightened the crooked dragon tail, then slapped Lina's butt hard: "Do you still dare to have second thoughts?"

"I didn't say I had ulterior motives, Anta! Dulin bullied me!"

As soon as Dulin lifted the immobilization spell, the little dragon got off the ground and hugged Anta's leg.

This time, Anta gave her a light kick: "Don't talk about Dulin's foot injury outside. If I find out, I'll punish him according to family rules."

“I know.” Melinda was the first to nod. She looked at her sisters in the room and said, “Anta said that no one is allowed to tell anyone about this. If anyone does, I will take their life.”

“I certainly won’t tell. I’d like to see who’s so reckless,” Yara said, her second statement.

Soon, every girl began to eagerly express their opinions.

Dulin, lying on the large bed, sighed, "I just have a blister on my foot, it's not that serious yet."

“I know, I’m just afraid that someone will make the wrong judgment. If they really care about you, they certainly won’t cause you trouble for us. But what if someone is willing to risk their life to cause us trouble? Are we, as orphans and widows, supposed to just stand by and do nothing?” Anta stood by the bed and looked at Dulin: “That’s why I set up this rule. It’s not just about saving ourselves, but also about saving those good-for-nothings who don’t know their own worth.”

"When did you start saying such nice things?" Dulin asked with a smile.

“This isn’t just empty talk; it’s about being kind to people. I don’t want people to be hoping for my death all the time. Although I don’t object to these fools wanting to pay the price, I must protect every sister and their children. I must take preventative measures.”

Dulin's eyes widened: "Who?"

He turned to look at his girls, his gaze finally settling on Reed.

The girl smiled and nodded.

Dulinli smiled and pointed at Lide: "Come here."

The little girl sat down next to Dulin.

“I will send a messenger to inform your grandfather that the journey is long, so you should rest in Changtang.” Du Lin arranged this place and looked at Anta: “You are right. I cannot let all the thieves in the world think that I am going to die just because of a blister on my foot.”

At this point, Dulin looked at Melinda: "From now on, you'll be working with Anta. Whoever she tells you to kill, you'll kill, even your own relatives and descendants. You can't be lenient. Can you do that?" Melinda nodded vigorously: "Yes, everyone Anta sees as an enemy will be a target in my eyes."

"Good girl." Dulin smiled and patted the rabbit girl's hand. "Do you remember when we first met?"

"I remember Elaine was like a moth drawn to a flame, and I followed behind her, afraid that my first mission would fail because of her curiosity."

At this point, Melinda smiled and looked at Elaine, whose hair and face both turned red.

Dulin chuckled twice, then slumped back onto the bed: "Alright, it's getting late, everyone should get some rest."

“Honey, I’ll give you one more chance. Can you please reorganize your speech?” Anta sighed.

"Then you can all come along!" Dulin muttered.

We're an old married couple, how else can we organize things? I, Du, am just a small person here, you can divide it up yourselves.

………………

Chief Ping hadn't slept all night, and he looked at the report handed to him by the infirmary with disbelief.

No, really wrong.

Yesterday, he and several other legends were wrong!

If a being of average divine power is strong enough, they can indeed defeat an evil god.

But when he looked at the infirmary report, which said that Dulin had pricked a blister on the sole of his foot at their clinic yesterday and that the flesh and blood inside were visible, he knew they were terribly wrong.

This is no longer intermediate divine power. Only when a being with great divine power suppresses their own realm will they lose control due to excessive force, resulting in the deterioration of their mortal body by overexerting themselves.

This is unsolvable; Dulin's physical body is no longer invincible—or rather, he will no longer be invincible when suppressing his realm.

If he were to abandon the suppression of his own power, all the legends, all those qualified to touch the red line to godhood, would witness a new god ascending to the throne.

This is the normal path to godhood, but in Chief Ping's view, if Du Lin is willing, he doesn't need to suffer so much.

He has only one goal—to devour the power of the four evil gods and then attain the position of the Nameless One.

This is a bitter path destined to be forgotten by mortals; only a legend, a superhuman being, can witness his existence and past.

Or perhaps, like the nameless person from another timeline, such as Wu Fuzi, can be observed by the beings of this world.

Thinking of this, he handed the report in his hand to Mr. Yan, who had just entered the Candle Dragon Pavilion. The latter only glanced at it and sighed, "The heavens and man are in decline... This child has finally come to this. He was the child chosen by the teacher without a teacher, and in the end, he has become the person Director Sun expected him to be... We mortals can do nothing about it."

He clenched his fists: "Does the old man know?"

"No one has informed him yet, and the elderly are probably still in shock," Chief Ping said.

“I’ll go talk to him myself.” With that, Mr. Yan turned and walked toward the door.

(End of this chapter)