Douluo, my clone Groudon

Chapter 192 The Soul of the Earth Demon Bear
Golden rays of sunlight slanted through the tree canopy and into the Lake of Life, while the ancient moon gazed upon Gula, and the rising water vapor condensed into mist on the lake's surface.

When she looked up again, the silver light in her eyes was like a cascading galaxy, and she asked the question that had lingered in her heart for a long time: "What is the relationship between Tang Wulin and the Golden Dragon King?"
"Good question, you've really hit the nail on the head."

Gula kept his word and answered truthfully: "Back then, when the God Realm encountered a spacetime turbulence, the Golden Dragon King took the opportunity to break free of his seal and wreak havoc. He was defeated by a group of God Kings. On his deathbed, he poured his own energy into the body of the newborn Sea God's son, intending to burst the Sea God's son to take revenge on the Sea God."

“So Tang Wulin is a vessel,” Gu Yue said.

“Exactly.” Gula’s face showed approval, his expression unusually solemn: “When the God Realm collapsed, Tang San decisively sent his young son to the lower realm. The lower realm lacked immortal spiritual energy, and the Golden Dragon King had no way to recover his power, so he would naturally become an aid to his son.”

He suddenly sneered, "It's laughable that the dignified half of the Dragon God has become someone else's wedding dress."

Gu Yue's hands tightened suddenly, her expression solemn. What Gula said was pretty much the same as her guess. What Long couldn't understand was why the Golden Dragon King, who wasn't even afraid of death, didn't just self-destruct.

The God-King's self-destruction was powerful enough to affect a large part of the God Realm. The God-King was more than able to protect himself, but most of the gods in the God Realm below the first level would die or be injured. However, the Golden Dragon King's bloodline from the Dragon God would not disappear, and most of them would probably be reincarnated in the lower realm.

This was the Silver Dragon King's original guess about Tang Wulin's identity. She never expected that the Golden Dragon King would be as wild and chaotic as she remembered, acting without any rhyme or reason.

"I can't understand why he didn't perish together with the enemy?" Gula seemed to see through her thoughts, and a faint green light shone from his fingertips. "Who can fathom the mind of a madman? Perhaps he hates the Sea God so much that he would rather give up revenge on others than let Tang San suffer the pain of losing his son?"

A sudden clap of thunder echoed through the woods, followed by a downpour. Gu Yue gazed at the golden pupils flickering in the rain, and suddenly realized that all his schemes had come to naught.

As she turned, her wide sleeves billowed like clouds, and the silver light in her eyes transformed into a tangible pressure: "One last question—since you can use your true form's power and transforming into a human form will not harm your cultivation, what do you seek?"

The boy tilted his head in thought, a hint of childishness in his expression, and his ears twitched involuntarily: "If I had to say..."

He leaped onto the lake and stood steadily on the clear water. "I want to be carefree and roam the world at will. No one can force me to do anything I don't want to do."

Gu Yue's eyes flickered. Gula's answer was both unexpected and reasonable. She also wanted to live a carefree and happy life. Who wouldn't?
But most things in this world are beyond our control.

"One last question: What conflict do you have with the Sea God? And why are you helping me?"

Gula raised an eyebrow: "Are you sure you want to ask that question?"

"Not bad." Gu Yue felt uneasy about cooperating with him because she wasn't sure about this.

"To be precise, I have no personal grudge against him. I just can't stand how the so-called gods treat all living beings as puppets on strings."

He suddenly teleported to the lakeside, leaned close to Gu Yue's ear, and his warm breath startled a few strands of silver hair. "Don't you think tearing up the Sea God's script is an interesting thing?"

Gu Yue's skin bristled with silver scales, and a thunderous sound echoed in his ears.

"Pleasant to work with."

"Pleasant to work with."

……

As dusk spread across the skyline of Donghai City like melting gold leaf, a reddish-orange halo flowed through the floor-to-ceiling windows on the top floor of the Spirit Pagoda.

Leng Yaozhu sat in a chair carved with the patterns of a spirit transmission tower, the gilded curtains swaying gently behind her. The distant hum of a soul-guided hovercar taking off and landing echoed from the observation platform, making the office, carpeted in star-blue velvet, seem even more tranquil. "Teacher."

Two voices rang out simultaneously beside the sandalwood door. Gula pressed one hand on the silver-white doorknob, his long green-gold hair bathed in the glow of the soul-guided wall lamps in the corridor.

Gu Yue, standing beside him, had changed into a moon-white long dress, her slender figure rippling in the airflow created by the ventilation system.

Compared to before, the atmosphere between the two was undoubtedly much more harmonious.

As Leng Yaozhu turned around, the crystal earrings on her earlobes swayed and emitted tiny specks of light on the side of her neck.

She looked at her two disciples standing side by side, her gaze sweeping over their faces, and the annoyance she had been feeling from being entangled by the ancient east wind suddenly dissipated.

"sit."

She tapped the malachite tabletop with her finger, and Gula stepped forward to pour her some cloud tea. Then she and Gu Yue sat down together.

Leng Yaozhu noticed the Level 5 Blacksmith badge on her disciple's chest and knew that her disciple was showing off to her, so she couldn't help but chuckle to herself.

"The hybrid soul you needed is complete." She turned the holographic screen towards the two of them. In the 3D projection, a giant bear made of lava was sleeping in an energy field. "We can try to fuse it when we go to the lab later."

Gula's face lit up with joy. He had thought he wouldn't succeed before going to Shrek Academy. Sure enough, his luck was not just for show. Even if he spent a lot of resources, he could still make a chance.

Leng Yaozhu instructed, "Artificial hybrid soul spirits are already an advanced technology within the Spirit Transmission Tower. You can all take a look at them later. If you want to become a Spirit Transmission Envoy, you must master artificial soul spirit technology."

The Four Spirit Transmission Envoys are the highest-ranking individuals below the Tower Master and Deputy Tower Master, and succeeding to their positions is no easy feat.

In particular, only by becoming a Spirit Messenger can one be qualified to become the Tower Master.

After saying this, Leng Yaozhu led the two to the laboratory. The laboratory was located on the seventh basement level of the Spirit Tower. As the elevator penetrated the three-meter-thick alloy protective layer, Gula smelled the familiar scent of sulfur.

This is the seventh laboratory, designed specifically for fire-attribute experiments. The walls are inlaid with meteorite bricks that can withstand temperatures of 3,000 degrees Celsius, and they are currently glowing with a dark red light.

A group of researchers in white coats were busy at work. They were nominally under Gura's command, but Gura had hardly ever come here.

“Lord Lengta, Manager Gu.”

Researcher Yang, wearing protective clothing, jogged over. Holographic goggles projected a fluctuating stream of data onto his face for internal communication. He was the head of the laboratory and had already received news of Gula's arrival.

Behind him, twelve ring-shaped soul tools were operating in the central sealed cabin, where a sleeping lava behemoth was curled up in a pale golden restraint field.

"The soul of the Earth Demon Bear is here. It has a mixture of three bloodlines, including non-bear bloodlines, making it extremely difficult to obtain. In the end, we chose to use spiritual power to stabilize the soul's state. It must quickly merge with the Soul Master and use the power of the Martial Soul to stabilize its bloodline, otherwise it will definitely collapse within two weeks."

"The technology mastered in the tower is not yet able to perfectly integrate the bloodline genes of different soul beasts. Among the previous failed experiments, there were countless cases of bloodline regression and depletion. This is the only successful product."

Researcher Yang looked reluctant to part with the experimental subject. They all wanted to keep it for careful study, but they also knew that with so many resources involved, they would not be allowed to conduct experiments haphazardly. They could only regretfully give up.

(End of this chapter)