Douluo: Son of Destruction of Life, Supreme Creator!

Douluo: Son of Destruction of Life, Supreme Creator!

Author: Wuhu Qifei

Summary:

Transmigrating to the Douluo Continent, Gu Linyuan awakens the twin martial souls, the Destruction Scepter and the Ancient Tree of Life, and is regarded by the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School as a peerless genius who appears only once every ten thousand years.

Unfortunately, the conflict between the auras of life and destruction prevented Gu Linyuan from making any breakthroughs in his cultivation for six years.

In a moment of sudden enlightenment, he comprehended the cycle of birth and death, realizing that life and destruction are one and the same. Only then did Gu Linyuan learn that he was the biological child of the Goddess of Life and the God of Destruction, born with the two fundamental attributes of life and destruction.

It turns out that on the day the God Realm encountered the time reversal, the Goddess of Life and the God of Destruction exhausted their divine power to merge into the most powerful creative divine power, defying fate for the God Realm and also gaining the opportunity to create new life. In order to prevent the tragedy from repeating itself, the God King of Destruction used the time reversal to reverse time and send Gu Linyuan to the Douluo Continent before Tang San became a god.

Upon learning of his true identity, Gu Linyuan showed neither joy nor sorrow, but instead encountered Ning Rongrong, who had come to break up with him.

Ning Rongrong: "Brother Lin Yuan, there's a saying that's been circulating on the mainland: 'Dragons don't live with snakes.'"

Gu Linyuan smiled nonchalantly, "Then let's break up."

Years later, upon learning Gu Linyuan's true identity, Ning Fengzhi and Ning Rongrong were filled with deep regret.

Ning Rongrong: "Zhu Qing, how could you steal my man? Didn't you always tell me to let him go?"

Zhu Zhuqing: "What do you mean by 'your man'? Brother Linyuan is my husband. Since he is my husband, I naturally don't want you to still be thinking about him."

Ning Fengzhi: "I was the one who made Rongrong break up with you back then, I hope you won't hold a grudge..."

Gu Linyuan: "Oh."

Years later, by merging with the origins of birth and death, Gu Linyuan mastered the supreme power of creation and became the God of Creation.

Chapter 1: Ning Rongrong Breaks Up, Comprehends the Dao of Life and Death

"Ning Rongrong, let's break up."

The moonlight was like water on the back mountain of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

Gu Linyuan was dressed in a black robe.

He stood there quietly, like a sword covered in dust.

"Ah... Brother Yuan, why would you suddenly say something like that?"

Ning Rongrong panicked, and felt a surge of shame at having her thoughts exposed.

She tried to make her voice sound calm, but a hint of relief clearly flashed in her bright eyes.

“We’re not on the same page. Don’t tell me you don’t think so.”

A slight smile played on his lips, a smile cooler than moonlight.

silence.

A night breeze blew by, stirring the girl's skirt.

Ning Rongrong lowered her head, and when she raised it again, her eyes had become clear and firm.

She knew that some things had to be said eventually.

"Brother Lin Yuan, you are a good person."

“But your cultivation level… hasn’t improved for many years since you awakened your martial soul.” Ning Rongrong bit her lip. “I’m already a second-ring Great Soul Master, and I’m not far from becoming a Soul Venerable.”

She raised her right hand, and the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda bloomed in her palm, its dazzling light illuminating her delicate face.

Beneath the pagoda, two yellow spirit rings pulsed slowly, like two serene moons.

There's a saying circulating on the mainland: "Dragons don't dwell with snakes."

She spoke slowly, each word as if she had carefully considered it for a long time.

"I still have a long way to go, and the gap between us... will only widen."

After saying this, Ning Rongrong let out a long sigh of relief.

She originally intended to handle the situation calmly, letting Gu Linyuan gradually give up on her.

I didn't expect him to bring it up himself, so let's end it here today.

Childhood feelings are ultimately meaningless.

Dragons do not dwell with snakes.

These four words struck Gu Linyuan like four needles.

"Dragons don't dwell with snakes?" he repeated softly, then suddenly laughed.

That smile made Ning Rongrong pause slightly.

"You compare yourself to a true dragon, while I'm just a little snake?" Gu Linyuan's voice was soft, but every word was firm and resounding. "It's too early to say such things now. Who is the true dragon is still uncertain."

He paused, looking directly into Ning Rongrong's eyes.

"Even a small snake has the potential to transform into a real dragon."

"Brother Lin Yuan, I didn't mean to humiliate you..."

"I'm just being too direct, you know I don't mean any harm."

“However, that’s just how the world is. As the future sect leader of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, I often don’t have a choice,” Ning Rongrong said through gritted teeth.

There was no malicious intent.

Gu Linyuan mentally pondered those four words.

He looked at her.

Looking at the girl he had grown up with since childhood, the girl he once thought he could spend his life with.

She certainly meant no harm.

She just... felt he wasn't good enough for her.

However, he didn't blame her.

Silence spread between the two, like the wild grass growing rampant on the back hill.

After a long while, Ning Rongrong took off the bracelet on her right hand.

This is a storage soul tool. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is incredibly wealthy, but they don't have many of these.

"Brother Lin Yuan, there are some cultivation resources here..."

She handed the bracelet over, her tone as gentle as if she were coaxing a child.

Gu Linyuan did not answer.

"No need."

He turned around, his black robe fluttering in the night wind.

"If I want something, I will strive for it myself."

"Since we've already broken up, it's better for us to keep some distance."

After saying that, Gu Linyuan left.

Ning Rongrong stood there, watching that figure gradually disappear into the night, and suddenly felt something break inside her heart.

She had imagined many scenarios for their breakup. He would cry, he would make a scene, he would beg her not to leave…

I never expected him to be so calm.

What I never expected was that I would be the one who was the most upset.

……

"Father, Yuan and I... it's over."

The main hall of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile School.

Ning Rongrong walked up to Ning Fengzhi, looking dazed, as if she had lost her soul.

Ning Fengzhi put down his teacup, looked at his daughter, and sighed deeply.

"It's better to end it sooner." His voice was gentle, as gentle as a soft knife. "Otherwise, it will only hurt him more in the future."

He stood up, walked to the window, and looked towards the direction of the back mountain.

As the sect leader of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, he understood the rules of this world better than anyone else.

His daughter will be the future pride of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, and will be the next sect leader. And her future husband must be an unparalleled genius.

Both Gu Rong and Jian Chen are getting old. The sect's next two hundred years of glory requires a sufficiently powerful successor to support it.

He once thought that Gu Linyuan was that person.

A natural talent with full soul power and twin martial souls is extremely rare, even across the entire continent.

But it's been six years.

Six years later, his cultivation level remained unchanged.

A wasted genius is more disappointing than an ordinary mediocre person.

"The world is bustling, all for profit; the world is bustling, all for gain." Ning Fengzhi murmured to himself, his gaze as deep as a pool. "I hope this time... I wasn't wrong."

……

……

The back mountain.

Gu Linyuan did not return to his residence.

He lay alone on the cold grass, gazing at the bright moon in the sky.

Large beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, and his clothes on the back were soaked with sweat, making him look as if he had been pulled out of the water.

pain.

Heart-piercing pain.

The destructive aura lurking within him began to surge again, like a ferocious beast that had been trapped for six years, tearing wildly at his meridians, bones, and internal organs.

Six years.