Douluo Amon: I am the Supreme Being in the Dragon King

"You three are so dirty, let me wash you and change your clothes first."

There is naturally no difference between boys and girls for children aged five or six. Lang Yue pulled the three little mud monkey-like children to the bathroom and washed their bodies.

When Tang Wulin asked his mother why Na'er was different from him and Nan Fusheng, Langyue just smiled and did not answer, but Na'er shyly hid behind Langyue.

"Wow, Na'er, you're so beautiful!" Children speak without restraint. Sitting at the dining table, Tang Wulin held his chin with both hands and spoke directly to Na'er who was sitting next to him and wearing his clothes.

Tang Wulin's clothes seemed a little loose on Na'er, but this did not affect Na'er's beauty.

Her skin was fairer than Tang Wulin's, so pink that it looked as if water could be squeezed out with just a pinch. Because she had just taken a shower, her body exuded a fresh and light fragrance, and her makeup was as polished as a porcelain doll.

It was not yet dinner time, and Langyue brought three plates of biscuits and three cups of milk to the three hungry children.

Although Na'er didn't like to talk, she was unambiguous when it came to eating, and she was very fast. In a short time, she ate all the cookies and milk in front of her.

Na'er hesitated for a moment, but it was obvious that the temptation of the biscuits was quite great for her, so she finally ate it again.

Nan Fusheng was drinking milk and looking at Langyue asking about Naer's information, but in the end he only knew that Naer was only five and a half years old and didn't know any other information.

"Mom will take Na'er to the administrator later to check and see if she can find her family. Wulin, you and Fusheng can play at home for a while." Langyue finally took Na'er out and turned around to say to Tang Wulin.

Na'er still spoke very little and just followed her away.

"Auntie, it's not too late now. I should go home, otherwise I'm afraid my mother will worry."

Nan Fusheng spoke up.

"Okay, but remember to come and play more often in the future."

Knowing that Nan Fusheng's house was next door, Lang Yue was not worried about Nan Fusheng. She just turned around, touched Nan Fusheng's head, and spoke gently.

Nan Fusheng's home is not too big, with a living room of more than ten square meters, a small kitchen and bathroom, and two rooms of less than ten square meters. That's all his home has.

After Nan Fusheng returned home, he went straight to one of the rooms, which was originally his parents' room.

Nan Fusheng opened the door directly and walked in, only to see a figure lying on the bed, with a rising and falling chest, indicating that it was a living person, his mother 'Lan Yuxi'.

Seeing that Lan Yuxi was safe and sound, Nan Fusheng slowly let out a sigh of relief, then raised his right hand, and a translucent "bug" slowly emerged, which was his martial spirit.

Nan Fusheng placed his martial spirit on Lan Yuxi's body, only to see the "insect martial spirit" on Lan Yuxi's body slowly fade and finally disappear.

Nan Fusheng closed his eyes and sensed the inside of his body. Suddenly, a trace of qi and blood appeared directly in his body and then slowly merged into his body.

"Sure enough." Nan Fusheng opened his eyes and walked out of the room, leaving Lan Yuxi alone lying on the bed.

In the living room, Nan Fusheng sat on the sofa, thinking about what path he would take in the future. First of all, the protagonists could follow him, which would also make it easier for him to control the development of the plot, which was also one of his advantages now.

He didn't think too much about his relationship with Silver Dragon King Na'er. It was obvious that Na'er's attitude towards him was completely different from that towards Tang Wulin. No, it should be said that Na'er's attitude towards 'Tang Wulin' and people other than Tang Wulin was different.

There was nothing he could do about it, after all, he didn't have the bloodline and divine core of the Golden Dragon King, but that might not be the case in the future. This was also the reason why he became friends with Tang Wulin, after all, it was easier to dodge an open attack than to defend against an arrow from the dark.

At the same time, he also discovered the ability of his martial soul, which could slowly absorb the qi and blood of others. Although the effect was not obvious, it was indeed able to absorb it. Of course, this ability also had certain limitations.

First of all, he has to stay next to the target and place his martial soul on the target before he can absorb it, and the speed is not fast, which is the disadvantage of this ability.

Secondly, it is not clear how effective this ability is in absorbing qi and blood from a living person. After all, Lan Yuxi is his "secret doll", and whether she can absorb the soul power of the soul master is still an unknown.

Finally, this ability can easily be attributed to the category of "evil soul master".

Although, to some extent, he can also be considered an evil soul master.

Chapter 6: Promoted to Sequence Swindler

Sit cross-legged and calm your mind. Meditation first requires quietness, feeling yourself and nature. This is the first step.

Nan Fusheng had no distracting thoughts in his mind, and soon he calmed down. His consciousness silently felt his insect martial soul, and felt the soul power that was not strong but existed. For the initial meditation, it was enough to just do this step. First, sense your martial soul and soul power, and keep your mind in close contact with them. Only after this step was done, could you continue the real meditation.

In his mind, the insect martial spirit was slowly wriggling, and Nan Fusheng suddenly felt that he seemed to sense something from the insect world.

Although it is weak, it may be able to break out of the cocoon and become a butterfly as long as the time is right.

These weak insects have tenacious vitality. They are the most numerous insects on the continent, and they have existed tenaciously for tens of millions of years.

Even powerful soul beasts are on the verge of extinction, but insects still survive on this land as they did tens of thousands of years ago.

A faint realization made Nan Fusheng vaguely feel that some tiny existences in the air quietly flowed into his body and merged into his still very weak soul power. This fusion was not fast, and there were not many.

But he could feel that his soul power was gradually increasing in this fusion. Even if it was only a little bit of increase, it was very stable and continuous.

After an unknown amount of time, Nan Fusheng naturally woke up from his meditation state, feeling refreshed all over. Was this the feeling of soul power training? Not bad.

Nan Fusheng sensed that his soul power was almost reaching level two, and he only needed to practice for another day to achieve a breakthrough.

The soul power training from soul soldier to soul master is not difficult. As long as one has innate soul power, even if it is only half level, as long as one is willing to work hard, one can successfully reach the tenth level. The only difference is the length of time.

Although Nan Fusheng only had the first-level innate soul power, which he obtained by stealing, his physical fitness was not low. The "magic potion" system itself was a gradual upgrade from "human" to "god". Now his cultivation speed was roughly equivalent to the "third level" of innate soul power.

At this moment, a loud and excited voice suddenly came from next door, "Great, I have a sister."

Hearing this voice, Nan Fusheng already knew that Silver Dragon King Na'er had officially moved into Tang Wulin's home, which meant that he had to speed up the process. At the same time, he could also conduct an experiment he had envisioned before.

Nan Fusheng slowly closed his eyes and recalled a few words with great concentration:

"Fusheng Xuanhuang Immortal Lord."

"Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianjun."

"The God of Blessing and Prosperity Xuanhuang."

"Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun."

Nan Fusheng kept repeating these words in his mind, and suddenly he felt that the air around him seemed to stop flowing, becoming sticky and strange.

Although his eyes were closed, Nan Fusheng felt as if a ray of light exploded in front of him.

Nan Fusheng opened his eyes, and the diffuse gray fog reflected in his eyes, hazy, blurry and boundless.

After the "Trickster Potion" entered Sefirah Castle, Nan Fusheng continued to silently recite this sentence, and saw a ball of light interwoven with gold, yellow, and red slowly emerging in front of him.

Nan Fusheng simply reached out and grabbed the ball of light, opened his mouth, and threw it into his mouth. The whole process was done in one go without any hesitation.

He was very sure that he was now like a steamed shrimp, but his spirit was pulled out and turned into thin needles, which merged into drops of magic potion and pierced into each cell.

It was a feeling of being able to "observe" cells without a microscope. Nan Fusheng stood there and "saw" the invader entering the most subtle area of ​​his body.

During these few seconds, he felt like a robot, undergoing transformation of parts and circuits.

After an unknown amount of time, Nan Fusheng saw his own image reflected in his mind, just as he heard his own singing through the earphones.

With the help of this strange reflection, Nan Fusheng found that he could accurately control facial expressions and body movements.

At this time, he clearly knew that he had been promoted successfully and had become a "scammer".

Nan Fusheng immediately left the "Source Castle" and began to familiarize himself with his own abilities:

Charm: Can enhance charm.

Eloquence: Make your words persuasive.

Mind Interference: Create illusions to deceive opponents.

Swindlers enjoy defrauding others and are good at fooling people. In addition, they are agile and fast.

As mentioned before, the "magic potion" needs to be digested. Normally, it takes one to two years for a Sequence Nine "magic potion" to digest. The fastest is one month.

It took Nan Fusheng almost six years. There was no other way, as no one could become an extraordinary person when they were just babies.

Nan Fusheng officially played the role when he was 4 to 5 years old. He digested the "magic potion" just when he was about to awaken his martial soul.

And now Nan Fusheng is aware of his own situation. His soul power has successfully reached level two, and his physical fitness has also been further strengthened. His current cultivation speed is roughly equivalent to level five of innate soul power. Once the "magic potion" is digested, he will probably be able to reach a higher level.

However, there is another problem, which is money.

Becoming a soul master requires money. If it were ten thousand years ago, he could still hunt soul beasts, but now soul beasts are almost extinct. The only way to become a soul master is to buy souls.

Unfortunately, souls are still very expensive. Given Nan Fusheng's family situation, the most they can buy now is the cheapest randomly drawn soul.

Thirty thousand federal coins.

Nan Fusheng's family was not wealthy, and "poverty" was the source of all quarrels. Nan Fusheng's father ran away from home three months after he was born, and his mother was made into a "secret doll" by him. Under such circumstances, she had to support him to grow up smoothly, and most of the family's money was consumed.

So when Nan Fusheng was over 4 years old, he would sometimes do odd jobs, going wherever he was needed. Obviously, most industries do not need a child laborer. After all, the federal government also has laws prohibiting the recruitment of child laborers. Of course, if you are a "soul master", there is an exception.

There are two types of people who would recruit Nan Fusheng: those who feel sorry for him and want to help him, and those who are human traffickers. For the former, Nan Fusheng would only ask for food as payment. For the latter, he would steal whatever he could without mercy.

By doing this, and by occasionally looking for some gangsters for extra meals, and with the family inheritance, he was able to scrape together about 30,000 federal coins.

Chapter 7 Introduction to the name of the protagonist's path

Fortune Teller, Clown, Magician, Faceless Man, Puppet Master, Trickster, Ancient Scholar, Miracle Worker, Attendant of Mysteries, The Fool.

"Wrong Path" Sequence Nine to Sequence Zero:

Thief, con man, cryptographer, fire thief, dream thief, parasite, deceitful mentor, fate horse, time worm, error.

"Gate Pathway" Sequence Nine to Sequence Zero:

Apprentice, Master of Magic, Astrologer, Recorder, Traveler, Mystic, Wanderer, Planeswalker, Star Key, Door.

Lord of Mysteries (Old Days):

Promotion conditions: "Source Castle"

+ "Fool" + "Error" + "Door" Three Uniquenesses

+1 "Secret Servant" Extraordinary Feature

+1 "Time Worm" Extraordinary Feature

+1 "Star Key" Extraordinary Feature.

Chapter 8 How to Act as a Scammer

After a night of meditation, he felt closer and closer to the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul, to the point that he had a special sense of familiarity with the Blue Silver Grass.

It was a figure in front that caught his attention.

"Fusheng, this way."

When Tang Wulin saw his good friend, he couldn't wait to share his joy of having a younger sister with him.

Nan Fusheng was listening quietly. At this moment, Tang Wulin suddenly noticed that his friend's face seemed to be a little "red" and his hands seemed to be a little purple. Upon closer inspection, he saw several scars crisscrossing and there seemed to be a slap mark on his face.

"Fusheng, what's wrong with your injuries? Did someone bully you?"

Tang Wulin saw that his good friend seemed to be bullied and asked quickly.

"It's okay. I'm used to it."

Nan Fusheng looked indifferent. No matter how Tang Wulin pressed him, he got no answer. Even the excitement of getting a "sister" yesterday was diluted a lot.

The atmosphere between the two became somewhat silent, and finally they walked to the school.

The soul master class does not learn soul master knowledge every day, but it has one day of soul master knowledge and one day of cultural classes. Today is the turn of cultural class.

Nan Fusheng was not enthusiastic about the academic subjects, but Tang Wulin listened attentively and was praised by the teacher in the academic subjects.

After school at Red Mountain College...

"Mom, why did you come to pick me up? Where's Na'er?" As soon as Tang Wulin walked out of the school gate after school, he saw Lang Yue.

A trace of heartache flashed in Lang Yue's eyes, and she quickly walked over and picked up her son.

"Mom, put me down quickly. I'm already a big kid. It would be so embarrassing if my classmates saw me!"

Lang Yue chuckled, "No matter how old you are, you are still my son."

Nan Fusheng, who was following beside her, said, "Hello, Auntie."

"It's Xiao Fusheng. Did Xiao Wulin cause you any trouble today?" Lang Yue said while touching Nan Fusheng's head.

"Xiao Fusheng, what's going on with you?"

At this time, Lang Yue saw the scars on Nan Fusheng's body. Although the scars had gradually faded, it could still be seen that they must have been left recently. When Nan Fusheng was a guest at their home yesterday, he did not have these scars on his body.

"If anyone bullies you, you can tell your aunt and she will help you get justice." Lang Yue said.

Nan Fusheng shook his head: "Auntie, thank you for your concern, but it's nothing. I have something to do at home, so I'll go back first." Nan Fusheng rejected Lang Yue's kindness, thanked her, and left directly.

Lang Yue frowned. Although she had just met Nan Fusheng, she had a good impression of this well-behaved child. However, Nan Fusheng was unwilling to explain the reason, and she could not force him.

Lang Yue came back to her senses, thinking about what happened at school today, she squatted down and said to Tang Wulin: "Mom is sending you to Uncle Mangtian. Do you really want to learn forging?"