Douluo: I have too many clones

Chapter 711: I am the spirit of Sefirah Castle?

"I have everything I need now!"

Nan Fusheng clenched his fists. Although the power bursting out of his fists did not increase significantly, he was not surprised at all.

After all, the "wrong" path he took was not meant to strengthen the physical body, but rather to focus on tempering spiritual strength.

At this moment, he could clearly feel that his mental power was like a surging tide, rushing towards the unknown realm.

"The potion of Sequence One has been completely digested, so the next one is Sequence Zero: True God." Nan Fusheng muttered to himself, with a hint of irrepressible excitement and anticipation in his voice.

In the potion system, Sequence Four, Sequence Two, and Sequence Zero are like the most critical steps on the ladder to heaven, and each step is full of unknowns and challenges.

Sequence 4 is the starting point for becoming a god, symbolizing the initial stage of dehumanization. When a Beyonder reaches this level, it is like opening the door to the realm of God and gradually breaking free from the shackles of mortals.
Sequence Twos go one step further and achieve complete dehumanization. In a sense, Sequence Twos can already be called gods. They possess powers and lifespans far beyond those of ordinary humans.
Sequence zero is the ultimate realm of controlling authority and embracing uniqueness. Once you reach this level, you have made a qualitative leap and truly entered the ranks of true gods.

At that time, even if a mortal accidentally utters His name, it will cause the true God to respond, which shows how powerful He is.

"I remember that in order to achieve Sequence Zero: Error, one must combine three characteristics of the Time Worm + the uniqueness of "Error." Nan Fusheng lowered his head in thought, recalling the key information about becoming a god.

As for him, it was not difficult to make three portions of Sequence 1 Time Worm Potion. He started planning as early as when he digested the first portion of Time Worm Potion.

Under his control, [Source Castle] had already separated two portions of the Time Worm potion and slowly merged them into his body.

After completing the role-playing of the Time Worm, the two potions seemed to have found their home. Without the need for any tedious role-playing process, they quickly merged with his body and melted in his mouth.

However, accommodating uniqueness is not easy, and there are three approaches to choose from:

The first type is being born unique, which is extremely rare. It is equivalent to "uniqueness" activating and integrating human nature, and is closely connected with oneself from birth.

The second method is to activate the "uniqueness" to a certain degree, and then use the powerful force to forcibly take it into the body. But this requires relying on the power of the old days to suppress it, and it takes a long time to wear it down little by little, adapt, and finally reach a balance.

The third method is to mix "uniqueness" into an incomplete potion, and then take it in conjunction with a specific deification ceremony.

Fortunately, Nan Fusheng just meets the first condition.

Since the moment he stepped into the extraordinary path, the three "uniqueness" have always existed in his body, and they are highly compatible with him. Sometimes, Nan Fusheng even couldn't help but wonder if his "uniqueness" had become a spirit.

But on second thought, he has three "uniquenesses" in his body, and it seems that he can't simply be described as "uniqueness becomes spirit". If I have to find a suitable term, perhaps calling myself the [Source Castle] spirit is more appropriate?

Moreover, he can also meet the second condition, because the [Source Castle] contains the powerful power of the old days.

"So, I can become a god now?"

Nan Fusheng was filled with excitement, but soon calmed down and began to think about the ritual of becoming a god.

In the world of Beyonders, it is well known that rituals are important, but essentially they are just an auxiliary means. Their purpose is to help Beyonders stabilize their "humanity" in the process of becoming gods and prevent them from losing themselves under the impact of powerful forces.

The deification ceremony of the "wrong" path is even more unique: it requires taking His place in someone else's deification ceremony.

However, a question emerged in Nan Fusheng's mind: Can the gods on Douluo Continent and the true god of the Lord of Mysteries be considered the same species?
At least, his intuition told him that the answer was no. At his current level, Nan Fusheng had absolute trust in his intuition.

Therefore, he did not intend to spend energy on holding the godhood ceremony. Anyway, as long as there were enough anchor points, the effect of the ceremony would be insignificant.

"We can take our time to become Sequence Zero. We can do more big things first, gain more anchor points, and then try to become a god. Now we should slowly accept the uniqueness of the 'error'." Nan Fusheng's eyes were firm, and he already had a plan in mind. He had also already determined the goal of doing big things.

Before this, the letter he sent to Qiangu Dongfeng must have been received by the other party long ago.

Although Qiangu Dongfeng has not made any obvious moves so far, given his suspicious nature, he must have already launched a thorough investigation in secret.

"Then it's decided to be you."

……

In the central part of Douluo Continent, the towering Spirit Pagoda headquarters stands in the center of the city, like an unshakable giant.

In a spacious office, Qiangu Dongfeng was sitting on the carved chair that symbolized power, holding a soul guide communicator in his hand, with a hint of concern on his old face.

Qiangu Zhangting's steady voice came from the other end of the communicator: "Grandpa, don't worry. I've been doing very well in the Spirit Transmission Tower branch in Tianhai City recently. The publicity work on the ten thousand year old artificial souls is going very smoothly."

Qiangu Dongfeng nodded slightly, with a look of relief on his face: "Well, that's good. When you have dealt with the matter over there, I will find an opportunity to propose at the headquarters to promote you to the position of one of the four great spiritual messengers. In this way, you will have the same status as Na'er, but are you really not going back to the headquarters?"

There was a brief silence on the other end of the phone before Qiangu Zhangting's firm voice came: "No, Grandpa, I want to wait for Nana to come back here."

Qiangu Dongfeng sighed softly, his tone was filled with both helplessness and understanding: "Well, you have grown up and have your own ideas. Grandpa will not force you. But you must remember not to slack off in your cultivation, otherwise even if you take the position of Spirit Transmitter, there will be a lot of people who will not accept it."

"Don't worry about this, Grandpa. I have been practicing hard here recently. I have achieved a breakthrough not long ago. Now my soul power has reached level ninety-five." Qiangu Zhangting said with a hint of pride.

"That's good." Qiangu Dongfeng's voice was full of joy. After instructing Qiangu Zhangting on some cultivation issues, he hung up the soul guide communication.

The moment he put down the communicator, a smile appeared on his face. His grandson had actually reached the level of Super Douluo. This was the best news he had heard during this period of time.

However, this joy did not last long. Qiangu Dongfeng rubbed his brows and frowned tightly.

During this period, the conflict between the Spirit Pagoda and the Tang Sect continued to intensify, and the fight between the two sides made him extremely anxious.

Especially the incident of Tang Wulin destroying the branch of the Spirit Pagoda in Douling Continent, which made him feel even more frightened. At that time, the moment the news came, Qiangu Dongfeng felt his heart pounding as if it was about to jump out of his chest. There are too many secrets hidden in Douling Continent that cannot be seen in the light. Once exposed, the consequences will be disastrous.

Fortunately, Hua Tao and his men were quite capable. They took quick action and, relying on various means, they finally suppressed the incident. Thus, the reputation of the Spirit Pagoda was preserved.

But who could have thought that this incident would become a turning point.

Hua Tao, the old general who had followed him for decades, actually chose to rebel and join Fors's camp. What made Qian Gu Dong Feng even more angry was that the heads of other branches of the Spiritual Pagoda in Dou Ling Continent also expressed their support for Hua Tao.

"What on earth did that little girl Fors do to make Hua Tao betray me?" Qiangu Dongfeng paced back and forth in the office, his heart full of confusion and unwillingness.

Hua Tao is an old subordinate who has followed him for decades. In the beginning, he entrusted the important matters concerning contact with the Holy Spirit Church to him because he trusted Hua Tao.

But now, the person he trusted the most openly betrayed him, which was really hard for him to accept.

When Gu Yuena told him this through soul guide communication, Qiangu Dongfeng was still full of doubt and unwilling to believe this fact.

It was not until he personally sent several messages to Hua Tao and received a clear reply of betrayal from the other party that he was forced to accept this cruel reality.

Moreover, not only Hua Tao, but even Zhang Geyang, the general manager of the Xingluo Continent Spiritual Pagoda branch, seemed to be leaning towards the Fors camp.

The unusual movements of these people are undoubtedly a huge threat to him as the tower master. If he is not careful, the Spirit Transferring Tower may fall into chaos.

But soon, Qiangu Dongfeng forced himself to calm down.

He stood in front of the French window in his office, overlooking the bustling city below, his eyes gradually becoming sharper:

“Forget it. Even if Fors can win over so many people now, what does it matter? She is just a little girl. So far, she has not made much contribution, and her strength is not outstanding.”

The corners of his mouth curled up into a confident smile, and he continued to mutter to himself: "As long as the matter of artificially creating ten thousand year souls and the Ten Thousand Beast Platform can be established, then our faction's voice will definitely rise sharply. At that time, others will naturally know who is the most suitable person to lead the Spirit Pagoda."

Qiangu Dongfeng slowly sat back in his chair and took out a letter from the drawer. "That little girl Fors is nothing to be afraid of. But Yaozhu, she has been attending our meetings less and less recently. Could it be that it is really like what is written in the letter, Yaozhu..."

He shook his head violently, trying to dispel the chaotic thoughts in his mind, "No, calm down, the matter has not yet come to a conclusion. Who knows if it might be someone else's conspiracy, the purpose is to sow discord."

Qiangu Dongfeng's hand holding the envelope trembled slightly, and he opened the letter he had read several times again:
"Qian Gu Dong Feng, the tower master of the Spirit Pagoda, I wrote this letter to you for no other reason than to have fun. Leng Yao Zhu, the deputy tower master of your Spirit Pagoda, has been very happy recently and even has the energy to support a gigolo."

"As the richest organization on the continent, your life is really decadent. If I remember correctly, Tower Master, you once pursued Leng Yaozhu, but she rejected you."

"The goddess you've been longing for may be lying in someone else's arms. I'm very curious about how you, as the master of the Spiritual Transmission Tower, would react if you knew about this. That's why I wrote this letter to you."

"By the way, I left a photo for you inside. Believe it or not, it's really funny, hahahahahahaha..."

"Black beard."

The crude words and malicious ridicule, every line of words was like a sharp blade, cutting Qiangu Dongfeng's heart.

The moment he read the letter, an image gradually became clear in his mind: a middle-aged man with several missing teeth, a stubble on his face, and a burly figure, was grinning mockingly at him.

He knew very well that this was not an illusion, but the writer had deliberately injected a powerful spiritual will into the letter. To be able to achieve this level, the guy who called himself Blackbeard must have at least reached the spiritual realm in terms of mental power.

Although the content of this letter can be said to express malicious intent to the extreme, it is precisely because of this that the credibility of this letter has increased dramatically.

Not to mention, the letter also came with a photo, a photo that made Qiangu Dongfeng's eyes water.

He slowly took out the photo attached to the letter, and time seemed to freeze at this moment.

In the photo, Leng Yaozhu was wearing a white dress, her red hair shone charmingly in the sun, and she was standing in front of a high-end clothing store with a sweet smile on her face.

Although it was a candid shot and only her profile could be seen, her beautiful contours, seductive almond-shaped eyes, and curvy figure were all very captivating.

"Yaozhu~" Qiangu Dongfeng's voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible, and his eyes were full of obsession and attachment.

During the countless days and nights in the Spirit Pagoda, Leng Yaozhu was always cold and aloof to him, keeping him at a distance. When had she ever smiled so brilliantly?
However, when his gaze shifted to the figure beside Leng Yaozhu, his eyes instantly became icy cold.

Although the person's face is blocked in the photo, it is not difficult to determine the other person's gender from his upright posture, elegant manners, and vaguely visible masculine features.

An unknown rage burned fiercely in Qiangu Dongfeng's heart, and jealousy was like a poisonous snake, tightly entwining his heart.

Leng Yaozhu smiled at other men. Never hold your tongue when doing that kind of thing!
"boom!"

Qiangu Dongfeng slammed the photo on the desk, causing the documents on the desk to rustle. His breathing became rapid and heavy, and the temperature in the office seemed to rise sharply with his anger.

But soon, reason took over again, and he knew that he must not act rashly without solid evidence.

"Dong dong~"

At this moment, there was a knock on the door, which made Qiangu Dongfeng quickly calm down. He sat back in his chair, adjusted his expression, and said in a deep voice, "Come in."

"Hello, Tower Master." Soon, a young man with a monocle on his right eye slowly walked into the office.

(End of this chapter)