Douluo, my clone Groudon

Chapter 387 Goodbye Gu Yue, Bodhi Seed, Butterfly Effect

As the light in the time tunnel slowly faded, a second before Gula left Devil Island with the Three-Eyed Golden Lion, the soul communication device on his wrist rang at just the right moment.

Gula glanced at the caller ID—Gu Yue. He understood immediately and guessed the reason.

Upon connecting the call, Gula spoke calmly, "Long time no see, what's up?"

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the communicator before Gu Yue's cool yet slightly complex voice came through: "Just now, the overall fortune of the Soul Beast race experienced an unusual fluctuation, rising briefly before quickly returning to its original state... What did you do?"

Although her tone was questioning, it carried a certainty of confirmation.

Gula readily admitted, "That's right, it was me. I brought the Three-Eyed Golden Lion from ten thousand years ago to the present and borrowed her power of destiny. But now it's all used up, and I'm preparing to send her back."

The three-eyed golden lion, lying at Gula's feet and curiously examining the soul-guided communicator, was very clever. It immediately guessed who was on the other end of the communication from the few words it heard. Its golden vertical eyes widened instantly, and its body involuntarily tensed up.

On the other end of the communicator, Gu Yue murmured softly, "Auspicious beast... I see."

Her voice betrayed no emotion, and she instead asked, "Your ability is truly... shameless. Traveling through time and space at will, doesn't that cause some unforeseen problems?"

She did not ask Gula to leave the auspicious beast behind, seemingly having already accepted the reality of the decline of the soul beast race and understanding that even one more auspicious beast would be powerless to reverse the situation.

Gula replied, "As it stands, there shouldn't be any problems, don't worry."

He paused, then changed the subject, asking the question he was concerned about: "By the way, since you can observe the fortune of the soul beast race, what is your opinion on the power of destiny itself?"

Gu Yue immediately sensed the covetousness implied in Gula's words and retorted without hesitation:

"I can observe the fortune of the Soul Beast race because the Dragon God is the creator of the Soul Beast race, and I am connected to the origin of the race's fortune."

"But human destiny is complex, changeable, and unpredictable. As for the power of destiny itself... Hmph, you 'visitor from outer space,' you are not even on the original trajectory of destiny, yet you still want to try to influence or even control destiny? Wishful thinking."

Gula never expected that his fabricated identity would backfire, but he wasn't discouraged and instead tried a different approach:

"Then you can tell me what you know about the Dragon God's knowledge and understanding of the power of fate and fortune, right?"

Gu Yue seemed too lazy to dwell on the matter any longer and simply said, "No problem. Don't blame me if you end up with nothing."

She seemed certain that Gura couldn't get what the Dragon God wanted from his understanding.

Gula answered confidently, "No problem."

He doesn't necessarily need to immediately grasp the power of destiny, but he must at least have some understanding of it, and not be as ignorant as before.

Otherwise, they would be too passive when facing Tang San's family, the "chosen ones of destiny," in the future.

The call ended. The three-eyed golden lion immediately leaned closer, asking in a low, nervous voice, "Who...who was that just now?"

Gula glanced down at her, making no attempt to hide anything: "Your master is the Silver Dragon King, Gu Yuena. How about I take you to meet her?"

Upon hearing this, the three-eyed golden lion shrank its neck sharply and shook its head violently, its golden fur becoming disheveled.

"No way! Absolutely not going!"

Although she had never seen the Lord in person, the instinctive awe deep in her blood, and the fragments about her future that she had just "seen" from Qing Liuli, made her realize that she had made a grave mistake, filling her with fear and complex emotions towards that mysterious Lord.

Gula smiled and said, "Alright, then I'll leave you here for a while..."

He seemed to change his mind halfway through his sentence, "Never mind, I'll take you home first."

He was worried that something might happen if he left for a while, so he decided it would be safer to send the "troublesome" yet "useful" auspicious beast back to where it was supposed to be.

He opened the time portal again and said to the Three-Eyed Golden Lion, "I might come looking for you again then, so don't wander off."

The three-eyed golden lion nodded repeatedly, behaving unusually obediently: "Yes, yes, I won't run away, I'll wait for you to come find me!"

She was genuinely frightened by this series of experiences and felt that the Star Dou Great Forest was the safest place.

Gula nodded and sent her into the time-space portal. Watching the portal close, a playful smile appeared on his lips.

He wanted to see what other methods Tang San would use to further weaken the fortune of the Star Dou Great Forest if the auspicious beast did not offer a sacrifice.

We can deal with whatever comes our way, which will be a good way to add some fun to his somewhat boring cultivation life.

"Hehehe." Gula chuckled softly.

The three-eyed golden lion, which had just been sent back to the Star Dou Great Forest in its original timeline, subconsciously shivered, feeling that the terrifying human's smile before leaving was a little frightening.

She secretly vowed that she would never run around again until the other party came looking for her... well, at least not outside the core area! Human society was too dangerous!
After seeing off the Three-Eyed Golden Lion, Gula repositioned himself and returned to the timeline of the Legend of the Dragon King. He went directly to the headquarters of the Spirit Pagoda and found Gu Yue, who was busy at work.

Gu Yue seemed to be preparing for the upcoming "Preparatory Spirit Transmission Envoy" assessment, with a lot of documents piled up on the table.

Even though she is a disciple of Leng Yaozhu, the deputy tower master, she still needs to pass a formal examination to gain the respect of the people.

The avatar Qing Liuli was also nearby, leisurely flipping through some unimportant documents, a stark contrast to the busy Gu Yue. She had fewer things to do, and her attitude towards the Spirit Messenger was not essential.

Upon seeing Gula arrive, Gu Yue put down the documents in her hand and handed him a piece of paper, saying in a calm tone, "Here, this contains all of the Dragon God's knowledge and understanding of the power of destiny and fortune."

Gula took the paper, glanced at it, and saw only a few words and some mysterious yet basic symbols. He couldn't help but raise an eyebrow: "That's all?"

Gu Yue rolled her eyes at him, annoyed: "The Dragon God believes in the supremacy of absolute strength and thinks that power is the foundation of everything. He has never spent much time studying the ethereal power of destiny. It's already quite good that he was able to leave these behind."

Her tone seemed to reveal a hint of confusion or even resentment towards the former supreme god-king, perhaps because she knew it was almost impossible for her to recreate the glory of the dragon god on her own.

Gula chuckled and put away the paper: "It's alright, this is enough. Thank you." For him, this was at least a good starting point and reference. He then took out the mutated Bodhi seed that he had obtained from the Wan Jue Shi Tang Men time and space, which was infused with the essence of immortal herbs and emitted strange time and space fluctuations, and handed it to Gu Yue: "By the way, do me another favor and make this Bodhi seed into a soul spirit."

Gu Yue gritted his teeth, almost squeezing out the words: "Such a trivial matter! Your avatar could handle it. I'm not your subordinate, don't come to me for everything!"

Gula shrugged and readily tossed the Bodhi seed to Qing Liuli beside him:
"Alright. I've already infused the second soul spirit I prepared for you with enough life force and spacetime power. Once you infuse it with your mental power to catalyze it, it will quickly sprout and grow into a mutated Bodhi tree that's a hundred years old. Then it's up to you."

Qing Liuli easily caught the Bodhi seed, played with it for a moment, and nodded confidently: "Don't worry, it's nothing."

Having achieved his goal, Gula didn't linger. He glanced at the thick stack of assessment materials on Gu Yue's desk, not wanting to be caught by his teacher Leng Yaozhu and conscripted to participate in some Spirit Transmission Master assessment, and immediately said, "If there's nothing else, I'll be going now."

After saying that, without waiting for Gu Yue's response, his figure quickly faded away, and he used his spatial abilities to escape, leaving Gu Yue glaring angrily at the spot where he disappeared, and Qing Liuli watching the show and secretly laughing.

Gula purified Devil's Island, then dusted himself off and left, concealing his achievements and feeling completely at ease.

However, his casual act stirred up a huge wave among the high-ranking officials and major forces of the Douluo Federation!

First, the federal military and security services are on high alert.

Although the destructive energy that instilled fear on Devil's Island has disappeared, who knows whether it has been completely purified or has been controlled by some entity or force?

If the latter is used, and this terrifying energy is subsequently used in terrorist attacks or war, it would be a devastating blow to the Federation! A thorough investigation is imperative!
Secondly, Shrek Academy reacted the most strongly.

Devil Island is not only their traditional testing ground, but more importantly, the heroic spirits of their ancestors who fell here and became the Seven Old Demons also disappeared along with the energy!

Both morally and logically, Shrek Academy must send someone to investigate the truth, give an explanation to history, and let their ancestors rest in peace.

Finally, and most importantly—profit!
The disappearance of Devil Island, a forbidden zone for life, means that the long coastline north of Beihai City will be completely liberated, and the shipping, fishing, tourism and other economic sectors will experience explosive growth.

Even more enticing is Devil's Island itself.

Although the divine power has dissipated, the island has been nourished by the two divine powers for thousands of years, resulting in a unique environment with spring-like weather all year round, making it a treasure island in the far north.

Deep beneath its surface lies a vast quantity of rare metal ores, born from the influence of divine power. Even the ordinary rocks on the island, after being tempered, are top-grade raw materials for crafting advanced soul-guided building materials and special catalysts, their value immeasurable.

A huge, unclaimed cake is suddenly placed in front of you, and no power can remain unmoved.

The Spirit Pagoda, the Temple of War, the Northern Navy, and even the Federal Government itself are all eager to get a piece of the pie.

Even Shrek Academy couldn't escape this trend, claiming historical sovereignty over the island on the one hand, while also finding it hard to resist the allure of its vast resources on the other.

Thus, a fierce struggle and negotiation ensued in the Federal Parliament over the ownership and development rights of Devil's Island.

The Shrek Academy representative, Zhuo Shi, took a firm stance: "Devil Island has been the training ground for Shrek students since ancient times, and it is also guarded by the heroic spirits of our ancestors. By both reason and duty, ownership and development rights should belong to Shrek!"

The federal government representative countered: "Devil's Island is located within federal territory, and its resources belong to all federal citizens. While Shrek has contributed to the continent, he cannot monopolize such an important strategic resource!"

With a heart full of ambition, the Spirit Pagoda, under the ancient Dongfeng banner, personally stepped forward and spoke in a sinister tone: "Shrek claims it's yours, but where's the proof? Are there still any Shrek marks on the island? In my opinion, whoever finds them should have a share, and all parties should work together to develop it."

Representatives from the Temple of War and the Northern Navy Corps also stated that they would never give up their rightful share.

The argument lasted for days, with neither side able to convince the other. The various factions were deeply intertwined, each with their own interests intertwined, making force an impractical option.

Ultimately, Qian Gu Dong Feng proposed a traditional solution from the "Soul Master world".

"Since we can't reach an agreement, let's follow the rules of Soul Masters. Each side should send a representative to the arena to see who prevails. The outcome will depend on individual skill, which will also prevent any unpleasantness from escalating."

As Qian Gu Dongfeng spoke, he unconsciously took control of the meeting. His gaze swept over everyone, and he added, "Of course, for the sake of fairness, peak beings like Super Douluo naturally cannot participate."

He knew that when it came to peak combat power, none of them could compare to Yun Ming.

He proposed that the competition be between Soul Masters below the Super Douluo level, his real intention being to have his grandson, Qian Gu Zhangting, who was already a Title Douluo and had successfully fused with the Three-Word Battle Armor, participate.

This is a perfect opportunity to let Qian Gu Zhangting make a great contribution and naturally enter the core layer of the Spirit Transmission Tower as a Spirit Transmission Envoy, paving the way for him to succeed as the Tower Master.

However, Yun Ming was no ordinary person; he saw through Qian Gu Dong Feng's scheme at a glance.

He spoke calmly and directly rejected the suggestion: "It would be too much of a commotion for a Title Douluo to make a move, and it could easily cause unnecessary damage."

"Since the aim is to maintain harmony and also to assess the younger generation, why not limit cultivation levels to below Title Douluo? Each side can send out young elites to compete in groups, and the final resource allocation can be determined based on the overall ranking. Wouldn't that be better?"

The representative of the War God Temple pondered for a moment and then agreed. Their War Gods were busy with their own tasks and didn't have much time to spend here. Sending the young Soul Masters they were training to fight was a good choice, as it would allow them to gain experience and demonstrate their strength.

The representatives of the Northern Navy were even more eager for this opportunity. They had the fewest high-end combatants, and they had no chance in a battle between Title Douluos, but they might be able to compete in a contest between young Soul Masters, since Devil Island was right on their doorstep, giving them a geographical advantage.

Qian Gu Dongfeng's face darkened; Yun Ming's words had completely shattered his plans. However, seeing that the other parties all leaned towards Yun Ming's proposal, he realized he couldn't stand alone and had no choice but to reluctantly agree. He cursed Yun Ming, the old fox, inwardly thinking, "No wonder he's my lifelong enemy! Hmph, I'll let you have your way a little longer! Cherish your last moments!"
Ultimately, all parties reached an agreement: a Federation Youth Soul Master Elite Competition will be held in Beihai City one month from now, with participants limited to those under thirty years old, and divided into three arenas based on their level: Soul King, Soul Emperor, and Soul Saint.

Based on the final rankings and scores, all parties will share the resources and development rights of Devil's Island proportionally.

The news spread like wildfire, quickly reaching major cities across the Federation.

In an instant, Beihai City became the focus of attention across the entire continent, and young elites from various factions began to vie for the largest slice of the pie for themselves and their respective factions in this feast of profits.

Meanwhile, Gula, who was leisurely vacationing and enjoying local delicacies in a coastal city, heard about the "Devil Island Youth Soul Master Competition" from the noisy discussions in a tavern not far away.

Almost simultaneously, the internal communicator of the spirit tower on his wrist rang, displaying a clear instruction from headquarters:

"Attention all eligible members of the Spirit Pagoda: Starting immediately, you may voluntarily register for the 'North Sea Resource Allocation Competition'. Outstanding performers will receive generous rewards and promotion opportunities. Registration deadline: three days from now."

(End of this chapter)