Douluo: Huo Yuhao obtains the Flame Emperor template

Chapter 45: Destruction Proposal Rotation of Supervision of the Netherworld
Early in the morning, in a single room in the boys' dormitory of Shrek Academy.

"Ha...ah!" a scream.

“Damn it, why do I have to learn 100 hidden weapon techniques every morning? Why doesn’t this consciousness disappear from this world completely? Wuwu…”

Wang Dong's pale blue eyes were filled with tears, like a poor girl who had been tortured by the disease for a long time but could do nothing about it. She clutched the thin quilt tightly, with faint traces of tears on her face, and anger and unwillingness intertwined.

At the beginning, the hateful consciousness in her head asked her to practice all kinds of hidden weapons, but the confident Wang Dong didn't care at all. She always did whatever she wanted to do, so how could she be controlled by an unknown consciousness?

Wang Dong ignored this thought and continued to play freely and casually.

There were no adverse reactions in the first few days and it did not affect her normal life.

But one morning, Wang Dong, as usual, argued with his consciousness. He didn't even look at the hidden weapon Baijie, and went straight to Xiaoxiao to have breakfast happily.

However, that night, when she had just returned to the dormitory, washed up, and was about to fall into a good sleep, she suddenly had a splitting headache as if she had been poisoned.

Finally, Wang Dong couldn't stand it anymore, so he opened the hidden weapon and took a few looks, and his headache was relieved.

But she wasn't happy at all.

She was determined not to compromise with the dark forces easily. Every time her consciousness urged her to learn how to use all kinds of hidden weapons, she would fight against it for a few minutes and she would not practice!

After being defeated in the invisible battle with consciousness, he could only symbolically flip through the Hundred Disarmament Techniques.

"Why on earth is this happening? I found spiders and spider webs in the woods before, but smashing them to pieces still worked. Why is it useless now?..."

Wang Dong felt sad and aggrieved. He slowly sat down on the inside of the bed, opened the window, and stared outside with his handsome eyes, a little dazed.

When she first discovered the method of using a hammer to kill spiders to fight against consciousness, she was happy for a while, but two days later, she was extremely sad to find that her consciousness had increased.

Wang Dong murmured vaguely, "Is it just an ordinary spider? Beating it to pieces has no effect anymore..."

She didn't know why that consciousness appeared in her mind and it kept haunting her.

While thinking, she looked out the window quietly, and the memories of Wang Dong's growth from childhood to the present flashed through her mind.

The pampered and superior quality of life she had experienced since childhood made her realize that her family was well off, and that her eldest and second fathers doted on her and gave in to her wishes no matter what she did.

Even though she had great talent, because she was lazy and playful and didn't like to practice, her eldest and second fathers still spoiled her and let her play, just telling her to grow up happily without any worries.

However, a few months ago, her eldest and second fathers told her with extremely complicated expressions that she should dress up as a man and register for admission to Shrek Academy.

In order to prevent Wang Dong from getting upset, the eldest father also comforted her.

"Your biological parents miss you very much. As long as you complete your academic tasks at Shrek Academy, I believe you will be able to see your biological parents in no time."

Even though Wang Dong was full of doubts in her heart, she still acted like a strong girl, smiling and pretending to believe in her big and second dads, so she changed into men's clothes and went to Shrek Academy as a boy.

She was very grateful for the love and care her had received from her elder and second uncles since she was a child, but she also knew very well that they were not her biological father.

"Where are my biological parents? Could it be related to this abominable consciousness in my mind?"

While Wang Dong was daydreaming, there was a knock on the dormitory door.

Then, Xiao Xiao's clear and pleasant voice called out, "Wang Dong, Wang Dong, let's go have breakfast together."

"Oh...Okay Xiaoxiao, I'll be right out."

Wang Dong tidied up his slightly messy light blue hair, glanced downward with his pretty eyes, tightened his curved chest, and straightened his collar.

He quickly adjusted his appearance, then got out of bed and opened the door for Xiaoxiao.

Xiao Xiao blinked her large light green eyes, and her originally excited and joyful expression changed slightly. She asked with concern, "Wang Dong, why are your eyes red? Did you cry just now?"

"Is that so?" Wang Dong subconsciously raised his hand and lightly covered his eyes.

Xiao Xiao looked at her, nodded, thought about it for a moment, and soon came up with a guess.

"Is it that idiot who made you practice the Hidden Weapon Technique again?"

Once when she was taking a walk with Wang Dong, he told her about this situation. However, Wang Dong was in a good mood at the time and said that he had found a solution, so Xiao Xiao was not too worried.

However, judging from Wang Dong's current condition, it is obvious that it has not been completely eradicated.

Wang Dong didn't want Xiao Xiao to worry about her, so he rubbed his eyes with a serious and earnest look on his face: "Xiao Xiao, don't worry, I'm fine. When I find out who is the initiator of that consciousness, I will go back to find my eldest and second fathers and beat him to death!"

That lingering consciousness was initially accompanied by a faint weird laugh.

How abominable! How dare you treat her like this?

Don’t you like Hidden Weapon Hundred Solutions? Then let him make all the things in Hidden Weapon Hundred Solutions and experience them himself, and see if he can still laugh.

……

In the God Realm, Tang San held the heavy Seagod Trident, his face gloomy and his tone filled with anger.

"How could this God King's plan go so drastically wrong? Not only did the Son of Luck fail to join the Tang Sect, but even making Xiao Qi prefer hidden weapons and dislike soul guides did not go smoothly."

At this moment, the space began to fluctuate violently, and lightning containing destructive intent was transmitted from it. The gloomy look on Tang San's face suddenly disappeared.

The next moment, the God of Destruction, wearing a purple robe and holding a scepter, walked out of the fluctuating space.

The God of Destruction said calmly: "Sea God, you seem to have been observing the Douluo plane too frequently during this period. Are you anxious?"

Tang San narrowed his eyes slightly, a sharpness flashed in the depths of his eyes, and he slowly shook his head to indicate that there was no hurry.

"I wonder why the God of Destruction suddenly came here?"

The eyes of the God of Destruction under his purple robe deepened a little: "Sea God, it has been ten thousand years since the lower world."

"I personally propose that we hold a meeting of the God Kings right now to discuss the rotation of the God Kings' supervision of the various lower planes."

"After all, if a lower plane is always in the hands of the same God King, then the plane will eventually have limitations."

The tone of the God of Destruction's voice was meaningful. He had already seen through Tang San's little thoughts and naturally came up with a solution, which was for all the gods to take turns supervising the lower planes.

This effectively prevents one of the God Kings from doing something that is not aimed at upgrading the plane.

There was no change on the surface of Seagod Tang San, but he suddenly clenched the trident in his right hand. He was silent for a long time, and a gloomy look flashed in his eyes.

The God of Destruction smiled and asked, "Poseidon, what do you think of my idea of ​​rotating plane supervision?"

Tang San's expression had quietly changed from gloomy to a peaceful smile, looking as harmless as the Blue Silver Grass. "This practice has never been seen in the God Realm before. I wonder if you have ever heard of the saying that the laws of our ancestors cannot be changed."

"If we change the control system easily, none of us can predict what impact it will have on the future."

The God of Destruction waved his scepter, and the purest power of destruction fluctuated on it, and he chuckled.

"Poseidon, your position as a deity is inherited, but my position as the God of Destruction was created with the most primitive power of destruction. In a sense, I am also an ancestor."

"In that case, I propose to change the system governing the lower planes and try to manage them in a new way. I think there shouldn't be any big problems."

Tang San was already controlling his emotions very well, but the other party's words that hit home made him exude an invisible hostility, as if the corners of his mouth would form an exaggerated and extremely sinister curve in the next second.

If the God of Destruction's proposal is successfully implemented, it will most likely mean a total collapse for him.

If the supervision rights of the Douluo plane are rotated to any other God King, the other party will be able to easily find anything wrong.

No matter what, we must not let the God of Destruction succeed. We must think of a way to break the impasse.

Tang San fell into a brief period of thought. As expected of a man of great wisdom, it didn't take him long to come up with a plan.

"Destruction, since you said so, I will do as you wish and convene a meeting of God Kings to conduct a thorough discussion on the feasibility of this system."

The God of Destruction smiled and said, "That's great."

"However, I also have some ideas about your proposal."

Tang San's eyes became deep, as if containing the ultimate truth of the universe, and a divine light shone from his head, making him look extremely conspicuous.

"In order for the divine world to develop more harmoniously and steadily, the implementation of a new system should be tried out on a small scale first."

"If, after an effective trial, it is indeed better than the previous management system, then I will have no objection and will strongly support the implementation of the new system."

"On the contrary, if the plane becomes chaotic and stops developing, or even regresses during the trial of the new system, then there is no need to fully implement the new system."

After saying this, Tang San sneered silently. Such a way of breaking the impasse was indeed worthy of his wisdom that surpassed that of all gods.

Faced with the well-prepared God of Destruction, the risk of so-called rotation management was easily resolved.

Haha, there was a hint of contempt in Tang San's eyes, and his tone of voice became arrogant and quite confident.

"Destruction, I agree with your proposal to hold a meeting of the God Kings. I think these few ideas of mine should not go beyond the rules. After all, everything is for our God Realm."

The God of Destruction thought for a moment and nodded calmly: "It makes sense. As for how to implement it, we will discuss it in detail at the God King Conference."

After saying this, the God of Destruction did not linger for long. He gently waved the scepter in his hand, stepped into the space fluctuations and disappeared.

"Haha, Destruction, it turns out that you are the one who secretly ruined my plan. When this God King reverses the situation that has deviated greatly from Douluo, you will be on the road to death soon."

Tang San believed that with his ability of deduction, he would not be wrong in guessing who had severely damaged his plan before.

However, although the God of Destruction interfered with his perception of the lower world, with his sophisticated means, destruction would never be able to affect the personalities of the Son of Luck and Xiao Qi.

"Could it be that Xiao Qi and the Son of Luck failed to form the right bond, causing her temperament to change?"

According to his original plan for the two of them to get to know each other normally, the Son of Luck joined the Tang Sect, and Xiao Qi was disgusted with soul guides.

Then the Son of Luck will naturally lead the Tang Sect's hidden weapons onto a new path, which can be said to kill two birds with one stone. By then, the Tang Sect can prosper, and the God Realm's grand plan can be accomplished.

Tang San thought back to the time when the Son of Luck was supposed to join the Tang Sect and he observed unusual movements, and his brows gradually furrowed.

"That breath of undead spirits, which was extremely dead, actually reached the level of divine consciousness. It is obviously not under the control of the divine world. Where did it come from?"

Tang San felt that this ray of consciousness would also be a huge variable.

“It’s obviously not a god, but even in such a damaged state, it can make this god feel its status. Its strength at its peak may have reached the level of a priest or a third-level god.”

Tang San's expression was extremely solemn. If the God of Destruction hadn't interfered, he would definitely be able to eliminate this major variable.

But now, he even has problems observing the plane. The most urgent task is to break free from the restrictions of the God of Destruction and find a chance to sense the Son of Destiny again.

His wisdom is not to be underestimated. As long as he can sense the breath of the Son of Destiny again, he can plan several decades of plans in the blink of an eye.

"Third brother."

At this time, a soft female voice was heard.

The gloom on Seagod Tang San's face disappeared instantly, and a gentle smile appeared on his face.

Xiao Wu's eyes showed some confusion, and she asked softly, "Just now I saw the God of Destruction talking to you. Is there something big going to happen in the God Realm?"

Tang San comforted him in a gentle voice: "Nothing, it's just that Destruction wants to put pressure on the gods of our Douluo camp by holding a new Divine King Conference."

"But don't worry, Xiao Wu. I have resolved it."

If Tang San tried out the new system of rotating monitoring of the God of Destruction planes on a small scale first, he felt that he still had room for maneuver.

Xiao Wu showed a look of worry on her face and asked about Xiao Qi's situation again.

Tang San smiled calmly and also made up an excuse: "Xiao Qi has been playful since she was young. I have sealed her memory in the God Realm. She is now living a happy and carefree life in Douluo Continent."

"Even though she will encounter some minor setbacks in the future, just treat it as a chance to hone her character."

Xiao Wu naturally trusted her third brother very much, and as always, she told him to take care of his health and not to overwork. After staying together for a while, the two of them walked into the blue temple together.

Tiandou City, outside the east gate near the Sunset Forest.

Huo Yuhao and Dugu Luo had a smooth journey back under the voluntary escort of Xuan Ziwen and Xu Sheng.

Approaching the city gate, Huo Yuhao raised his eyes and looked towards the door, slightly stunned.

Jiang Nannan stood gracefully in front of the door, with a slender and graceful figure, big orange-gold waves and a beautiful face. Against the backdrop of the sun, she looked elegant and soft.

Huo Yuhao arrived at the city gate with a gentle smile on his face and greeted, “Sister Nan Nan.”

Jiang Nannan was stunned when she heard this, because when she sent Huo Yuhao to the Far North, the other party had not yet obtained the Snow Empress Soul.

Seeing Huo Yuhao’s facial features softened several times, she didn’t recognize him for a moment.

"You, you are Xiao Yuhao? How come you have become so much whiter?"

(End of this chapter)