Douluo Continent: I, the world's greatest immortal master, have taken Ning Rongrong as my disci

"The competition should start promptly at noon on the 5299th day of the Taoyuan calendar, the Jiawu day, which means there is only one hour left."

The arena was getting bigger and bigger, and the noise and excitement were deafening.

There were powerful figures from various planes, including eighth- and ninth-order cultivators, as well as demigods and quasi-gods, and even some hundred-thousand-year-old soul beasts and magical beasts.

However, there are almost no traces of mortals. Mortals are mortals after all, and their pace cannot compare to that of cultivators.

Moreover, gods are ultimately too far removed from ordinary people. Even if they were to enter the realm of gods, it might not be a good thing; the aura and fluctuations emanating from them could cause them internal injuries and shorten their lives.

However, a celestial master is still a celestial master. Even mortals who did not enter the arena can still see the scene of the battle on the God of War stage through the sky screen in the plane.

Furthermore, after each competition, some opportunities will be randomly distributed to ordinary people in the mortal realm to help them increase their blessings or extend their lifespan, etc.

The entrance to the spectator area of ​​the Arena will close in the last hour.

The last wave of strong spectators entered the arena.

……

An elderly man draped in a tattered white cloth slowly stepped up the stairs.

I glanced at the scene on the Battle Arena and saw the faces of some old friends.

Sighed slightly.

Silently, I found a spot on the edge of the Douluo Continent area and sat down.

Following the old man.

She was a beautiful woman whose entire body was shrouded in a long, azure robe.

The woman had long, flowing, sea-blue hair that almost reached the ground.

Her gentle face made her look to be around thirty years old, and her temperament was warm and gentle, like a piece of warm and beautiful jade.

In her right hand, she held a three-inch-long white and blue jade flute, with a peach blossom branch pattern engraved on it.

The appearance of this woman caused a slight change in the old man's expression.

And this woman was sitting right next to him:
"Qian Daoliu, it's been a long time."

Qian Daoliu sighed:

"Yes, it's been a long time. Unbeknownst to us, ten thousand years have passed."

"How have you been these past few years?"

Qiandao asked Poseidon.

Poseidon smiled faintly:
“When I served as the High Priest of the Sea God, I felt both honored and extremely anxious, always waiting for death.”

"I never imagined that after gaining a long life, I would find that sometimes living is no different from being dead."

"Perhaps, it's the only thing that has kept me alive until now."

Poseidon gripped the jade flute in her hand tightly.

This jade flute is no ordinary object; it was a gift from Master Su when he taught her the "Azure Sea Tide Song".

It was precisely through this divine skill that Poseidon was able to break through the bottleneck of a quasi-god, obtain a physique of the sea that surpassed that of mortals, and achieve immortality.

For thousands of years, she has lived in seclusion in the deep sea, detached from worldly affairs.

She would only listen to things concerning Master Su.

There are usually only two things that can offer me some solace:

One is to tame some sea spirit beasts and plant some flowers and plants.

The second is to play the "Azure Sea Tide Song" taught by Master Su.

Whenever she plays the instrument, the image of Master Su teaching her his unique skills comes to mind.

She will never forget it:
What a remarkable young man he was, standing quietly on the cliff, his robes fluttering in the wind, with just a single flute melody, he reflected the wildly changing light and shadow between the sea and sky—molten gold, dark blue, crimson, frosty silver… all intertwined and splashed across his profile, his pupils seemingly reflecting the entire magnificent sea and sky scroll stirred by the flute music, about to be led to the abyss.

However, once the flute has left the lips, its lingering melody has vanished.

For millennia, only the peach blossom snow drifting across the sea silently recounts that magnificent, awe-inspiring event, with the blue sea as its string, the tides as its rhythm, and the sky and sea ablaze.

Qian Daoliu's lips moved, as if he wanted to say something but hesitated:

"How about we just make do?"

"Make do? No way."

Poseidon rose slightly and sat down some distance away from him.

Qian Daoliu rubbed his forehead, feeling extremely embarrassed.

In fact, Wan Niannian didn't have a good life either.

He once guarded the suppressed angel god for a thousand years at the foot of the sacred mountain.

He also bore witness to the later birth of the Holy Spirit Church.

The clever Qian Renxue knew that turmoil was about to occur on the mainland, so she took Qian Daoliu away.

Although there was no danger to his life, he was extremely bored.

Life without goals, wife, or daughters is truly meaningless.

He found a lake, grabbed a wooden rod, and fished there for years.

I was thinking that my old acquaintance Poseidon must be bored, so why not have a little spring-like awakening in his old age?

I was surprised to be rejected again.

It seems she still can't forget Master Su.

But it's not just her.
Who can let go of his own granddaughter, and all these other goddesses from paradise?

That's the charm of Master Su.

However, when it comes to rejuvenating in old age...

Soon, an authoritative figure appeared.

Moreover, he stepped onto the center of the Battle Arena.

On the left is a tall, elderly man in a golden robe, holding a dark gold dragon-headed staff.

He stood there like a moving, living bronze mountain. Time and hardship had not broken his spine; instead, they had tempered his frame like black iron dug from the depths of the earth, solid, rough, and containing immense power.

On the right, however, was an old woman in a red robe with smooth skin, holding a cyan-gold snake-headed staff.

She stood there, like an old willow swaying in the March spring breeze, radiating vitality. Time hadn't made her face more weathered; instead, thanks to the nourishment of medicine and her renewed spirit, she looked increasingly younger.

These two are none other than Dragon Lord Meng Shu and Snake Lady Chao Tian Xiang!

The deep voice of Long Gong Meng Shu resounded on the Battle God Platform:

"It is an honor to have been entrusted by Master Su and trusted by the God Realm to serve as the hosts of the Battle God Arena."

"Friends from all dimensions who have come to watch this God of War competition, it is a pleasure to meet you here."

"I believe that many of you already know each other or have heard of each other's legends. In this God of War competition, you can reminisce and have long conversations."

"But the most important event in the Arena of Gods is about to begin!"

Snake Granny Chaotianxiang picked up the conversation:
"That is the battle between the two disciples of our beloved, flower-attracting, and unparalleled Immortal Master Su!"

"One side represents the human deities, the goddess of the Peach Blossom Spring!"

"One side represents the beast-type divine beasts, the newly born beast god!"

"The God of War Tournament is about to begin. Before we start, let me, this old woman, explain the rules to everyone." "You've all probably noticed the Divine Peach Blossom Branch in the center of our God of War Arena. Speaking of this Divine Peach Blossom Branch, that's our Immortal Master Su's martial spirit! Thinking back, it was this very Divine Peach Blossom Branch that captivated even this old woman..."

"Cough cough!"

Dragon Lord Meng Shu coughed, reminding Snake Woman to get down to business.

With so many powerful figures watching, it's too embarrassing to keep bringing up those old, trivial matters!

Snake Granny Chaotianxiang blushed slightly and quickly continued:

"And this very branch of the Divine Peach Blossom not only conceals a world within, but also has a spatial tunnel leading to the desolate star field personally created by Immortal Master Su, clearly defining the battle location for this God-Fighting Competition without affecting the survival of any intelligent life forms."

"The God of War Tournament adopts a best-of-ten format, meaning that whoever reaches six points wins! Furthermore, this tournament does not restrict the use of weapons, techniques, or methods; contestants can freely display their supernatural abilities."

"As for the rewards of this competition, if the Beast God of the Divine Beast type wins, he will be able to break the limit on the beasts to become gods and gain the legal right to live. Furthermore, the Goddess of Peach Blossom Spring will no longer be able to entangle Master Su, and the master-disciple relationship will be severed from now on!"

"If the goddess of Peach Blossom Paradise wins, then Master Su will expand the frontier of the divine realm, open a school in the divine realm to teach, and allow the strength of the gods to reach a new level. And most importantly, oh my, my handsome Master Su will forever and ever satisfy the goddess of Peach Blossom Paradise, live happily with them, and will never be allowed to resist again."

"Should we say this is something to be envious of, or something to be unfortunate about?"

"If the Beast God wins, my granddaughter will still be a goddess of the Peach Blossom Spring system, and she will be depressed and unable to have any more dealings with Master Su. I, this old woman, can't bear to see my granddaughter suffer."

"But if the gods of Peach Blossom Paradise win, my poor Immortal Master Su will be sleeping with so many goddesses and getting married. How can my poor Immortal Master Su handle so many goddesses? In that case, my chances with my wife will be even smaller. I've been thinking about this for ten thousand years..."

"Old man, what are you doing? Hey, hey, hey? Where's my microphone?"

Seeing that Snake Granny Chaotianxiang's words were becoming increasingly outrageous, and carrying strong personal emotions, she realized that...

Long Gong Meng Shu strode forward, quickly covered the snake woman's mouth, and took away her megaphone.

After calming the Snake Woman down, Dragon Lord Meng Shu continued the proceedings:

"There was a slight accident just now. My wife recently went to the outer realms to fight against the Heavenly Demon. She's still not fully conscious, so please don't worry about her."

"Next, let me introduce our witnesses who are present here."

"First is our VIP area, where the God of Destruction, the God of Evil, the Goddess of Kindness, the Goddess of Life, and the God of Asura are all watching the match."

"On the left and right sides of the five God-Kings are the waiting areas for the Peach Blossom Spring Gods and the Divine Beast Gods. As you can see, our Peach Blossom Spring Gods have slowly taken their positions and are ready to fight at any time. I wonder which ten of these nearly twenty powerful goddesses will ultimately step forward to fight?"

At this point, Meng Yiran's face had turned bright red all the way to her ears.

The other female students around them cast curious glances and whispered among themselves:
"So those were Senior Sister Meng's grandparents?"

"Does Senior Sister Meng's grandmother also like the teacher?"

"Oh my god, is this for real?"

"Can't you listen for yourself? You can tell from how excited Senior Sister Meng's grandmother was when she mentioned the teacher, can't you?"

"Wow, Senior Sister Meng's grandma is still going strong! She still has so much passion."

"Hey, you know what, the Snake Granny just had a bad start in the first hundred years, which led to her old age. Actually, considering our age, she's the same age as us. We're all over ten thousand years old, right?"

"That makes sense. Why don't we join Granny Snake after we win? We already have so many people, one more Granny Snake won't make a difference, don't you think? Hehe."

"Moon, stop fooling around. You're always talking nonsense. Didn't you see that Senior Sister Meng was too embarrassed to even look up? Don't make jokes like that, it's not funny."

"Okay, okay, sigh~"

……

On stage, Master Long suddenly changed the subject:
"On the other side, the Beast God team was completely empty, except for a silver-haired girl holding a small white bear. I wonder who she is?"

"As far as I know, Master Su initiated this competition in a moment of desperation. I wonder if he will be able to keep his promise on time?"

"As you all probably know, there have been no divine beasts in the divine realm for hundreds of thousands of years."

"Therefore, the beast gods chosen by Master Su are likely just soul beasts and demon beasts with slightly better bloodlines from the mortal realm, and the time to cultivate them into beast gods is less than two years."

"For beasts to become divine beasts, even without the restriction of divine tribulation, it would take at least tens of thousands of years, but Immortal Master Su only has two years to cultivate them."

"Moreover, to ensure victory, the goddess of Peach Blossom Paradise will definitely send out team members who are no less than the first-level main god realm."

"Even if Master Su has the ability to cultivate these soul beast disciples into gods, there is still a world of difference between becoming a god and the strength of a first-level divine essence. Countless gods have not been able to advance even one realm in thousands of years."

"Two years is far too short; it's practically impossible."

"However, Master Su is someone who is good at turning the impossible into the possible. I have personally witnessed his teaching ability, which can be described as unparalleled throughout history."

"I believe that Master Su will never break his promise and will definitely participate in this competition in time."

"Because his name is Su Ran!"

Just as Long Gong's deep voice resounded throughout the entire venue.

Suddenly, a sharp, grandmotherly voice shattered the silence, pushing the atmosphere to its peak:

"Peach blossoms! It's peach blossoms! Those must be Master Su's peach blossoms! Master Su has arrived!"

"Master Su, I am Chaotianxiang, I love you~~~"

It was Chaotianxiang who ran to Longgong's side and excitedly spoke through Longgong's megaphone.

Following Chaotianxiang's finger, everyone suddenly looked up and saw that a crack had been torn open in the sky above the Battle God Arena.

Within that spatial rift, peach petals drifted slowly out and fell from the sky, creating a beautiful scene.

At this point, there were only a few minutes left until noon.

The first figure to emerge from the crack in the peach blossom was not the world-renowned young man.

It is not a beast god!

Without hesitation, Xiong Jun descended from the sky, his enormous figure causing the earth to tremble slightly.
"I have arrived! Who dares to challenge me?!"

Then, Di Tian's ancient black dragon body slowly emerged, a dragon roar resounding in all directions. Upon landing, it transformed into the image of a domineering middle-aged man:
"I am the Beast God Emperor Tian!"

"Ow~"

"Under the Immortal Master's command is the Nine-Headed Divine Fire Hound!"

"I am the Chaos Demon Tree!"

As the first Beast God descended, disciples such as Di Tian, ​​Chi Wang, Wan Yao Wang, Zi Ji, Mo Huang, Bi Ji, and Shen Hong Zhi Mu quickly landed. They were very curious about the huge crowd and the bustling scene around them, as this was their first time participating in such a competition.

But joy turned to sorrow. Xiong Jun and Di Tian hadn't even enjoyed the spotlight for long before they were each slapped:

"Are you pretending to be my mother? You're wasting my time."

"Where's Su Ran? Why aren't you coming out?"

"I'm going to explode!"

This person was none other than Gu Yue, the Silver Dragon King, who had been holding his breath all along.

She'd been waiting for this day.

She doesn't care about any fighting competition.

She still hasn't forgotten the kick Su Ran gave her two years ago.

Su Ran either has to use her third leg to compensate.

Or let's all explode at once!
This incident made her so angry that she became a bitter woman.

Finally, from the crack in the peach blossom, the last batch of beast gods slowly appeared.

It was none other than the Immortal Master Su Ran, accompanied by three stunningly beautiful women: Wang Qiu'er, Lan Fuzi, and Xue Di.

A soft voice reached my ears:

"Gu Yue, why are you so angry? I'm here now, aren't I?" (End of Chapter)