Douluo, my clone Groudon

Chapter 170 Gu Yue's Distress

Without the two of them saying anything, Gu Yue also sensed the power of the gods.

As the azure light of the golden trident pierced the sky, the starlight flowing between Gu Yue's palms suddenly froze. She saw the trident mark imprinted on Tang Wulin's brow ripple with sacred energy.

Tang Wulin was out of danger, but Gu Yue couldn't tell whether she felt relieved or heartbroken.

"I see…"

Gu Yue's slender fingers suddenly clenched the front of her clothes, the scale-like patterns faintly visible beneath her snow-white skin.

As the embodiment of the Dragon God's wisdom, she finally saw through this game of chess that transcends time: the Golden Dragon King's tyrannical divine core was deliberately sealed inside a human body, and was simply a carefully cultivated vessel!

Tang Wulin is not the reincarnation of the Golden Dragon King at all, but a pawn. He can perfectly contain divine consciousness and the Golden Dragon King's divine core, so he must have divine blood flowing in his body.

Those palpitations when blood ties resonate, those whispers in the dead of night, are all conspiracies to seize the power of the Dragon God.

Gu Yue was filled with nothing but sudden realization and fury at being tricked and manipulated.

"Lord!"

Di Tian's dragon claws had torn open a dark spatial rift, his dark golden eyes burning with shock and rage. "It's time to leave."

Gu Yue glanced one last time at Tang Wulin, who looked like a god descended to earth, and revealed a desolate smile that did not match his appearance.

"Walk."

The moment the spatial rift completely closed, the phantom formed by Tang San's divine sense suddenly turned its head.

The eyes of the God King's projection emitted a pale golden light, reflecting Gu Yue's silhouette.

But he dared not be distracted, for the attack method of predicting the future was too unsolvable. Attacking the future from the past was almost impossible to dodge, and he could only take it head-on.

If he's not careful, his son could die here.

After waiting for a long time without any attack, Tang San's consciousness gradually dimmed.

With his last bit of divine sense, he scanned the entire block, searching for any possible traces, but found nothing.

"Who on earth is behind this? Three attacks in a row, it's definitely aimed at me. Who could know my plans and sabotage them in secret?"

The trident in his hand had long since shattered into particles of light, yet it still desperately protected the golden dragon pattern writhing in Tang Wulin's heart meridian.

Before returning to Tang Wulin's body, the lingering image of his divine consciousness gazed deeply at the eastern sky, "Lin'er, only after you absorb the eighteen Golden Dragon King seals will you understand your father..."

The afterimage vanished, and Tang Wulin lay on the cold ground, clutching his head as he opened his eyes: "What happened to me? Where is Gu Yue?"

He looked around; the streets were deserted, with only broken shop windows showing the battle that had just taken place.

Tang Wulin was in a daze, feeling as if he had forgotten something. After pondering for a while without success, he brushed the dust off his clothes and hurried back to the forging room.

In a secret manor, atop the clock tower, Gu Yue gazes into the distance, his knuckles white as he grips the bluestone railing.

Gu Yue had mixed feelings about Tang Wulin. Their shared bloodline made her instinctively close to him, but her mental aversion to him caused her unspeakable torment.

It was as if the soul of a saintess had been placed into the body of a succubus. Reason told her to stay awake, but the instincts from her body subtly induced her to develop emotions that a Soul Beast Lord should not have.

"My lord, should we continue to attack Tang Wulin?" Di Tian asked seriously, also questioning his own life. If he had disobeyed his lord's orders and attacked Tang Wulin before, he would probably have been severely injured by his divine sense again, or even died.

"The only person who could plant the mark of a god-king on a human, whose surname is Tang, and whose spirit is Blue Silver Grass, is Tang San, the Sea God from 20,000 years ago. It is said that he had two godhoods, and now it seems that this is indeed true. Back then in the Star Dou Great Forest, I sensed that his godhood fluctuations were unusual." "Your Majesty is wise."

As he lowered his head, he caught a glimpse of the dark silver halo swirling around Gu Yue's skirt. "If Tang Wulin is not the reincarnation of the Golden Dragon King, then the divine core fused within him must be part of a divine conspiracy. We need to make plans as soon as possible."

Gu Yue seemed not to hear, letting the night wind whip her silver hair around the railing.

She finally understood why Na'er had developed a strange attachment to that boy. It turned out that when Tang San implanted the Golden Dragon King's divine core into Tang Wulin's body, it was destined that the Silver Dragon King's essence would have a fatal attraction to him.

"It was all a scheme... Na'er was separated from Tang Wulin after her failed transformation. Na'er met Tang Wulin by chance and couldn't find him for three years. After returning, she developed inexplicable feelings for Tang Wulin."

Gu Yue's expression was icy, and his thoughts were in complete disarray.

She was frighteningly calm at this moment, and accurately hit the nail on the head: "The reason why conspiracies can't be brought to the surface is precisely because they can't see the light of day."

"Now that he knows the Sea God's scheme, it won't be so easy for him to plot against the Dragon God."

Gu Yue believed that Tang San wanted Tang Wulin to seize her bloodline and become the new Dragon God.
Although Tang San was mainly promoting the grand plan of ten thousand years, Gu Yue was unaware of it. Moreover, Na'er's disappearance seemed to indicate the intervention of the will of the plane.

Gu Yue said, "For now, we will proceed according to the original plan. I will go to Shrek Academy to gain experience and prepare to become a high-ranking member of the Spirit Pagoda. Since Tang San did not take direct action, it means that there is a problem in the God Realm, and he has not been spared either. That is our opportunity."

"Tang Wulin cannot move for the time being. Find an opportunity to exhaust his divine sense power. Once his power is exhausted, it will be time to seize the Golden Dragon King's divine core."

"Your Majesty is wise." Di Tian had no better options and obeyed the Silver Dragon King's orders.

Gu Yue changed the subject: "How is Na'er doing lately?"

“The Lord’s other half has already become a disciple of Yun Ming and has not left Shrek Academy for a long time,” Di Tian replied.

"They're avoiding me."

Gu Yue sneered: Then find an opportunity to tell her that her good brother is nothing more than a pawn in their scheme. Let's see how she reacts.

Di Tian remained silent. This was a conflict between the master and his avatar; subordinates had no right to speak.

……

Sunshine, sandy beach, salty sea breeze.

"Wuhu! So cool!"

Gula stretched his muscular upper body, his tanned skin glistening with fine beads of sweat that shimmered like honey in the sunlight. He tilted his head back and gulped down half a glass of concentrated essence, the coolness of lime and mint bursting down his throat, the edges of his sunglasses reflecting the distant white sails.

The primordial energy of heaven and earth spontaneously converges, tempering his cells and causing him to sweat.

"This is the kind of life I want to enjoy."

He raised his glass to the azure sky, the ice cubes clinking together with a crisp sound. It was unusual for him not to be forging; he was currently on vacation by the sea.

"It's a pity that the God King is too strong. No matter what methods he uses, there is a risk that they will be discovered by following the clues. It's not good to watch the battle, otherwise it would be even more exciting."

Gula really wanted to see Gu Yue's expression, so he took out his communication soul tool, hovered his fingertip over the button for three seconds, but ultimately didn't press it.

He shook his head: "Women are all petty. If I anger her, I don't want to run into a ferocious beast blocking my way when I go out. I'd better not go looking for trouble. I should enjoy my vacation and relax properly."

Suddenly, Gula flipped over, took off his sunglasses, hummed an unknown tune, walked towards the churning waves, and leaped in, diving into the depths of the sea like a dolphin.

(End of this chapter)