Douluo Continent: Martial Soul Blue Silver Grass, Simulating Godhood

Chapter 39 The Long Journey Home! Reunion with an Old Friend!

The simulation is still ongoing.

You traveled northwest along the official road for about three days without encountering any further obstacles. News of the battle at the Imperial City was clearly being completely suppressed by the Emperor; the villages and towns along the way remained peaceful as usual. People went to market as usual, and went to work in the fields as usual, completely unaware of the earth-shattering battle that had taken place in the capital. This suited you perfectly, saving you a lot of trouble explaining.

Three days later, you arrived at a small coastal town in the northwest corner of the Sun Moon Continent. It was much smaller than the Vast Ocean City, with only a few fishing boats and merchant ships in the port, far less prosperous than the Douluo Continent. You spent some money to buy a private cabin on a merchant ship about to set sail back to the Douluo Continent. Although the ship was small, its sturdy hull and experienced sailors were more than capable of supporting the cross-sea voyage.

On the morning of your departure, as the sky was just beginning to lighten with the first hint of dawn, you stood on the stern deck, watching the blurry coastline of the Sun and Moon Continent gradually shrink until it became a faint shadow where the sea met the sky. This departure meant you didn't know when you would return, but you felt little reluctance; after all, you had taken what you needed to take, and done what you needed to do.

The return journey was much smoother than the journey there. The merchant ship followed a well-established route, passing several supply islands along the way. The sailors were extremely familiar with this area, knowing exactly where the reefs were, where the sea spirit beasts roamed, and when the seasonal storms would occur, allowing them to avoid them in advance. In addition, you deliberately concealed your presence throughout the journey, without disturbing any powerful sea spirit beasts, making the voyage several times smoother than the way there.

[More than twenty days later, when the coastline of Douluo Continent reappeared in your sight, you stood at the bow of the ship, gazing at the familiar yet unfamiliar outline of the land, a feeling of a wanderer returning home welling up in your heart. When you left, you were merely a minor Soul King just beginning to reach the Soul Emperor level; upon your return, you were a Soul Douluo possessing four 100,000-year soul bones, seven 100,000-year soul rings, and a cultivation level of 83. This earth-shattering change was inconceivable even in the history of the entire continent.]

You disembarked at the port of Hanhai City, thanked the merchant ship captain, and set foot on the long-lost Douluo Continent. Hanhai City was as bustling and prosperous as ever, the port still lined with masts, and the streets teeming with pedestrians. You found an inn in the city and...

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After resting for two days and replenishing supplies, they also secretly gathered information about the situation on the mainland during this period.

The news is a mixed bag, but a few names keep popping up in your head: Shrek Academy, Yu Xiaogang, Tang San, and Xiao Wu. It seems they've caused quite a stir in Soto City. You're not surprised; these are all events that should occur in the original story, and you have no interest in interfering for now. Your goal is to reach the Title Douluo level as quickly as possible; obtaining your eighth and ninth spirit rings is the most important thing right now.

[On this day, you leave Hanhai City and travel inland along the official road. The afternoon sun is warm and bright, and vast fields and villages line both sides of the road, with distant mountains unfolding like a watercolor painting. As you walk, you suddenly sense a commotion coming from a bend in the road ahead, mixed with the clanging of weapons and several harsh shouts.]

You frowned slightly and quickened your pace. Turning the corner, you saw an overturned carriage on the road ahead. The carriage was overturned, the axle broken, and the horses, startled, had bolted and disappeared. A pile of scattered luggage and goods lay on the ground. In front of the carriage, five or six burly men in tattered leather armor, swords in hand, surrounded a young girl, leering and demanding she hand over her belongings.

The girl was about fourteen or fifteen years old, dressed in a simple cloth dress, her black hair simply tied back, her face delicate yet stubborn. She clutched her bundle tightly, glaring at the burly men. Though a hint of fear flickered in her eyes, she gritted her teeth and refused to back down. Among the group of men stood in front of her—a simply dressed middle-aged man, lean and sallow-faced, holding a broken iron sword. He stood protectively in front of the girl, his body bearing several bloody welts, clearly risking his life to protect her.

You were standing by the roadside, intending to make a move, but when your gaze swept over the girl's face, you suddenly paused.

That face looked vaguely familiar. After a moment's thought, you suddenly remembered that you had seen a girl gathering herbs from afar when you were hunting Corpse-Scented Devil's Tongues on the outskirts of the Star Dou Great Forest. Her figure and temperament were somewhat similar to this girl's. At that time, you only caught a fleeting glance and didn't pay much attention to her. You never expected to encounter her again here.

[After a moment of disorientation, you regain your senses. One of the burly men has impatiently raised his knife, aiming a blow at the middle-aged man's head. Without further thought, you gently raise your right hand, and a golden-green vine silently extends from the ground, precisely wrapping around the burly man's wrist. With a gentle pull, the knife flies from his hand, embedding itself in the roadside soil with a dull thud.]

The burly men were startled and turned to look in your direction. Seeing that you were just a young-looking boy, they breathed a sigh of relief. One of them, a man with a scar on his face, shouted gruffly, "Kid, mind your own business! Get lost if you don't want to die!"

You ignored him, your gaze fixed on the girl, and said calmly, "I just saw injustice. Are you going to leave on your own, or should I ask you to leave?"

The burly men exchanged glances, then surrounded you. You stood still, neither revealing your spirit rings nor moving, but simply releasing a faint aura of your hallucinogenic domain. The men stopped almost simultaneously, their eyes glazing blankly, their weapons clattering to the ground. Then, as if sleepwalking, they turned and staggered along the road into the distance, lacking even the courage to look back.

The middle-aged man stared blankly at everything, then turned to look at you, his eyes filled with shock and lingering fear. It took him a long time to recover, before he put down his broken sword, clasped his hands in a fist salute, and said to you, "Thank you for saving me, my benefactor!"

The young girl stepped forward, clutching the bundle tightly to her chest. She bowed to you, her voice trembling with emotion, "Thank you, my benefactor—if it weren't for you, my father—"

You waved your hand, your gaze sweeping over her face, before asking, "Where are you headed? How did you get robbed on the way?"

The middle-aged man gave a bitter laugh, wiping the sweat and blood from his face: "My daughter and I were on our way to Tiandou City to visit relatives, but we encountered this band of bandits on the way. If it weren't for our benefactor's help, we would probably be dead here."

You hesitated for a moment, then said, "Tian Dou City is quite far from here. You probably won't make it at this rate. I'm heading that way anyway, so I'll give you a ride."

Hearing this, the father and daughter's faces lit up with joy, and they thanked you repeatedly. Without saying much, you bent down to help them right the overturned carriage, temporarily securing the broken axle with the vines of the Blue Silver Emperor, and then tidying up the scattered luggage. As the girl was organizing her belongings, the rope of the bundle in her arms loosened, revealing a herb wrapped in oilcloth inside. Your gaze inadvertently swept over it, but you paused.

The herb shimmered with a faint blue light, its leaves slender and needle-like, radiating an extremely pure water-based energy. You narrowed your eyes slightly; it was a Jade Needle Orchid, an extremely rare water-based spiritual herb, at least five thousand years old, almost extinct on the Douluo Continent. Such a spiritual herb would fetch at least tens of thousands of gold soul coins at an auction house, so how could it be in the hands of a seemingly ordinary father and daughter?

The girl, clearly unaware of your gaze, had already retied her bundle, stood up, and gave you a shy smile: "My benefactor, it's all done."

You looked away, asking no further questions, simply nodding, but making a mental note of it. This father and daughter were probably not as simple as they appeared, but since you'd already encountered them, you didn't mind going the extra mile to see what story lay behind them.

You walk beside the carriage, following the father and daughter on their journey. The afternoon sun casts long shadows of the three of them. In the distance, towards Tiandou City, clouds and mist swirl, and the vague outline of that bustling city is faintly visible. Gazing in that direction, you silently wonder how many old friends still await you in that city.

The simulation is still ongoing.