Douluo Continent: I can overdraft the future in advance

Spirit world.

Tang San's gaze pierced through the barrier between the God Realm and the Lower Realm, landing on the tangled threads of fate above the Star Dou Great Forest of Douluo Continent.

Tang San's face darkened.

"Who is it?" His voice was soft, but his knuckles were clenched so tightly they were white. "Who dares to disrupt my plans?"

A grand plan spanning millennia. This game of chess, lasting ten thousand years, began the moment Tang San ascended to the God Realm. Every piece was carefully chosen, and every thread of fate was meticulously planned and analyzed.

But at this moment, one of the nodes has been tampered with.

"There is already a way to die."

Before the words were even finished, a terrifying aura swept over from the depths of the divine realm. The figure of the God of Destruction appeared in the void, his gray divine robes fluttering without wind, and purple destructive power flowing around him, causing the air in the entire divine realm to become heavy.

"Sea God," the God of Destruction's voice was deep, "What are you doing?"

Tang San loosened his grip, the gloom on his face instantly vanishing, replaced by a perfectly measured calm. He turned around.

"Destruction? I am merely observing the lower realm."

"Observation?" The God of Destruction's gaze swept across the void behind Tang San. "Last time you observed the lower realm, you sent something that shouldn't have appeared to Douluo Continent. What are you planning to do this time?"

Tang San smiled and said, "God of Destruction, you jest. The Divine Realm Covenant explicitly forbids gods from interfering in the affairs of the mortal realm. As a law enforcer of the Divine Realm, how could I knowingly violate this law?"

The God of Destruction stared at him for a few moments.

"It's best if it isn't." The God of Destruction turned around, his gray robes leaving a long trail in the void.

His figure disappeared into the depths of the divine realm.

Tang San stood there, looking in the direction the God of Destruction had left, the smile on his face gradually fading away.

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Starry Sky Forest.

Luo Yun changed direction and walked towards Bei Bei, Huo Yuhao, and Tang Ya.

After walking for about half a cup of tea's time, three figures appeared in his field of vision.

Beibei was the first to turn around. His gaze lingered on Luo Yun for a moment, his eyebrows raised slightly, and a smile appeared on his lips.

"Luo Yun? What are you doing here?"

Luo Yun walked closer and shrugged: "I had nothing to do during the holidays, so I came to the Star Dou Great Forest for training. I just happened to be passing by and heard some noise, so I came to check it out."

His gaze fell on Huo Yuhao, carrying just the right amount of curiosity.

Bei Bei patted Huo Yuhao on the shoulder and introduced him with a smile, "This is Luo Yun, also from Shrek Academy, and he's our friend."

He then turned to Luo Yun: "This is Huo Yuhao, whom we met on the road. He is now a new member of our Tang Clan."

Huo Yuhao stood up, bowed slightly to Luo Yun, and said in a slightly hoarse but clear voice, "Hello, Senior Luo Yun."

"Hello." Luo Yun nodded without saying anything more.

"Xiaoya is going to hunt for her third spirit ring." Beibei dusted off her hands. "We're about to head deeper into the forest. Since you're here, would you like to come along?"

Luo Yun didn't hesitate: "Okay."

The four of them headed deeper into the forest. Bei Bei led the way, Tang Ya followed behind him, Huo Yuhao walked in the middle, and Luo Yun brought up the rear. Luo Yun's gaze occasionally swept over Huo Yuhao's back, but his mind was preoccupied with something else.

"Senior Tang Ya." Luo Yun quickened his pace and walked to Tang Ya's side.

Tang Ya turned her head and glanced at him: "What's wrong?"

Luo Yun carefully considered his words: "Beibei said you're here to hunt for your third spirit ring. Do you already have a target?"

"The Mandragora Serpent." Tang Ya didn't hide anything. "My martial soul is Blue Silver Grass. My ancestor Tang San obtained his Blue Silver Grass spirit ring from the Mandragora Serpent. I want to follow in my ancestor's footsteps."

Luo Yun remained silent for a moment.

Luo Yun knew that Tang Ya's Blue Silver Grass was different from Tang San's Blue Silver Grass. Tang San's Blue Silver Grass was actually the Blue Silver Emperor, a top-tier martial soul stronger than most martial souls, while Tang Ya's Blue Silver Grass was just Blue Silver Grass, although in the original work it was shown to have the attribute of dark devouring.

"I have an idea, but I don't know if I should say it," Luo Yun said. He decided to try the life attribute Blue Silver Grass from the Douluo Continent textbook.

Tang Ya paused for a moment and looked at him: "Go on."

"Blue Silver Grass is the most common martial soul, but it has one characteristic that other martial souls can't match—vitality," Luo Yun said. "The wild grass that covers the mountains and fields can't be burned out or trampled to death; it grows again with the spring breeze. Its essence is not poison, but life."

Tang Ya remained silent, waiting for him to continue.

"Instead of following the path of your predecessors, it's better to forge your own path." Luo Yun looked into her eyes. "If you absolutely have to choose a direction, life attributes are more suitable for Blue Silver Grass than toxicity. Of course, this is just my opinion; the decision is yours."

Tang Ya remained silent for a long time.

Beibei walked ahead without looking back, but his pace noticeably slowed.

"I still choose the Mandragora Serpent." Tang Ya finally spoke. Her voice was soft but firm. "Our ancestors' path was right. The toxicity and vitality of the Blue Silver Grass are not contradictory. Our Tang Sect's leaders have always obtained their soul rings in this way. I have more faith in our heritage."

Luo Yun nodded and didn't try to persuade him further.

Beibei, your brother did his best.

Tang Ya will continue to choose these soul beasts with dark and devouring attributes, constantly stimulating the dark side of her martial soul. This will eventually make her a target of evil soul masters, turning her into the Blue Silver Saintess of the Holy Spirit Cult, while Bei Bei will have to experience the pain of separation for a period of time.

Luo Yun knew all this, but he couldn't say it; no one would believe him anyway.

He could only sigh inwardly after Tang Ya rejected his suggestion.

The four people were walking through the forest.

Soon they found their target under a tree.

Blue-purple lightning crackled across Bei Bei's body, and the scales of a Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex covered his right arm. Three spirit rings—two yellow and one purple—slowly rotated around him. Luo Yun's spirit possession was much quieter; ice-blue wings unfurled from his shoulder blades, and three spirit rings—one yellow and two purple—lit up.

Huo Yuhao's eyes widened suddenly.

The second soul ring is purple.

But his attention was quickly drawn to something else.

"Brother Tianmeng," Huo Yuhao called out in his mind, "This Senior Luo Yun, his martial soul... it feels so powerful to me."

The voice of Tianmeng Ice Silkworm echoed in his mind, carrying a rare hint of solemnity: "This kid's martial soul is indeed extraordinary. I slept for hundreds of thousands of years in the far north. Although I spent most of my time sleeping, I occasionally woke up and sensed some powerful auras. I sensed that aura on his martial soul deep in the far north."

Tianmeng Ice Silkworm was silent for a moment: "But don't worry, with me here, the first million-year wisdom soul ring on the continent, your future is bound to be limitless."

The datura snake lunged at Beibei, its body twisting into a bizarre arc in the air, its fangs bared and aimed at Beibei's neck.

Bebe didn't dodge. The lightning of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex gathered on his fists, and he punched the side of the snake's head. Arcs of lightning leaped on the scales, and the Mandragora Snake's body stiffened abruptly.

Luo Yun didn't rush over. His first spirit ring lit up. Ice mist rose from the ground, the temperature plummeted, and the speed of the Mandragora Serpent visibly slowed down.

Huo Yuhao stood at the very back of the group. He watched Bei Bei rush up to fight the Mandragora Serpent and watched Luo Yun seal off the battlefield with ice mist. Suddenly, he felt a strong sense of powerlessness.

He can't do anything.

No. He can.

His first spirit ring lit up, and an invisible mental detection field covered an area of ​​tens of meters in radius. Every detail of the surrounding environment and every movement of the Mandragora Serpent was captured by this detection field and then precisely transmitted to the minds of the other three.

Beibei was stunned for a moment, then overjoyed. He spun in mid-air, bypassing the Mandala Serpent's frontal attack. His right fist, crackling with lightning, struck the Mandala Serpent's vulnerable spot from the side.

The datura snake let out a mournful hiss and its body convulsed violently. Tang Ya cut in from the side, and her dagger precisely pierced the snake's head, ending its life.

A purple spirit ring rose from the corpse of the Mandragora Serpent and slowly rotated.

Tang Ya looked at the spirit ring, took a deep breath, sat cross-legged, and began to guide the spirit ring into her body.