The Great Thief of the Universe, Starting from Douluo

Chapter 40 Holy Son
What meets the eye are jade mountains and misty sea of ​​clouds.

The light from heaven poured down, covering the entire sea of ​​clouds on Jade Mountain with a layer of brilliant golden color.

Bibi Dong stood on the top of Jade Mountain, looking at the magnificent scenery in a daze.

At this time, she was still wearing a gauze pajamas, and her bare feet were in harmony with the beautiful jade in the mountains. The whole person was given a bit of fairy air because of the surrounding scenery.

"Where is this?"

"This is my dream world, and it is also Meng Ji's home."

Zhang San gracefully landed beside Bibi Dong, his aura ethereal and ethereal.

"Dream world?"

Bibi Dong was surprised: "So, you brought me into your dream?"

"Strictly speaking, I should say that I brought your consciousness into my dream."

Zhang San explained: "Our bodies are still in your room, Teacher. We will wake up if there is any movement."

Bibi Dong pondered: "If we get injured here, will it affect our spirits?"

"will not."

Zhang San shook his head. "This is the dream world, not the spiritual world. The dream world is fragile. Not to mention getting hurt, even the slightest excitement can wake you up."

Unless one invades the deeper spiritual world through the dream world...

Of course, Zhang San didn't say this. If he did, it would make himself uncomfortable, and he doesn't have the ability to do so now.

"I see, this is what you call the interesting part?"

Bibi Dong nodded in understanding: "This should be Meng Ji's ability, right?"

"Yes."

Zhang San nodded. "As the master of this dream, I can change the scene in my dream as I wish, like this..."

As he spoke, Zhang San waved his hand gently.

In an instant, the mountain of beautiful jade quietly collapsed and turned into a hazy scene, forming a sunny beach beside the two of them.

Bibi Dong bent down, gently picked up a shell, looked at the texture of the shell, felt the touch in her hand, and looked slightly surprised.

"It feels very strange. I have the sense of touch, but it's not so real."

"Teacher, the touch you feel is just a simulation of your brain. It's a self-hypnosis of the brain."

As Zhang San spoke, he clapped his hands lightly, and the scene around him changed again.

This time, the two came to an endless sea of ​​stars. Zhang San waved his hand, and a meteor fell into his hand and turned into a colorful meteorite.

Zhang San clapped his hands again, the scene changed, and the two appeared in Bibi Dong's room again.

Bibi Dong was also slightly stunned and found herself sitting on the sofa holding Zhang San.

"We're back?"

"No, I'm still dreaming."

Zhang San's voice came from her ears. Bibi Dong turned her head and looked, and was met with a pair of blue eyes. Then she looked at Zhang San in her arms, and found that he was just a life-sized doll.

“It’s amazing…”

Bibi Dong's eyes were filled with curiosity: "Doesn't this mean that you can create everything here?"

"In theory, yes. Although it's just a false dream, it's still very good for relaxing and enjoying the scenery."

Zhang San nodded: "Teacher, do you want to take a look at your dream?"

Bibi Dong was a little surprised: "You can enter other people's dreams?"

"Of course, but the title is too powerful, so I can't enter casually."

"Then can I also create everything I want in my dreams like you do?"

"Yes, but you must have my leadership."

Zhang San explained, "Humans can only truly enter the dream world when they are in a very deep sleep. The stronger the cultivation and the more alert one is, the more difficult it is to enter here."

"In other words, our external body is currently in a state of deep sleep, right?"

Zhang San nodded: "That's right."

Bibi Dong's eyes lit up. "So, if I stay in the dream world for one night, not only will I not feel tired the next day, but I will actually get enough rest both physically and mentally because of the deep sleep, right?"

"Yes."

Zhang San nodded again. Since Meng Ji awakened, his sleep quality has become quite good.

Practice the Taiyi Soul Technique in your dreams at night, and wake up refreshed during the day.

"Then Xiaosan, can you bring the teacher in often in the future?"

Bibi Dong looked at Zhang San and said, "Because of my cultivation, I haven't had a good night's sleep in a long time."

"no problem!"

Zhang San agreed readily: "From now on, I will ask Meng Ji to come and take you to your dreamland at a fixed time every day."

"What? You sent a kitten to get rid of the teacher?"

Bibi Dong said in a teasing tone, "As a disciple, shouldn't you do it yourself?"

"Okay."

Zhang San didn't refuse, since it would only take a few minutes.

There is no real spatial distance in the dream world. With Meng Ji's ability, even if he is far away in the Sun and Moon Continent, it will not affect his ability to lead Bibi Dong into the dream.

"By the way, there's one more thing."

Bibi Dong warned, "Since you have this ability, when you go out for training in the future, you must report to me in your dreams on time every night that you are safe. Do you understand?"

"understood."

"Um…"

Seeing Zhang San agreed, Bibi Dong nodded slightly and said, "Let's go and take a look at the teacher's dream."

Zhang San waved his hand lightly, and a vortex-like portal appeared in front of the two of them. Then he grabbed Bibi Dong's wrist and took a step forward.

Noticing Zhang San holding her little hand, Bibi Dong felt warm in her heart and let Zhang San pull her through the door.

The next second, the scene before their eyes changed, and rays of purple divine power stained with turbid murderous intent covered their vision like a sky curtain.

Zhang San frowned, and everywhere he looked, he saw illusions of killing created by the purple divine power. The turbid and chaotic malicious murderous intent came like a tide, making Zhang San feel uncomfortable.

"This is…"

"This is the power of Rakshasa."

Bibi Dong's face looked a little ugly.

She didn't expect that the erosion of Rakshasa's divine power would be so serious that even her dreams were permeated by this divine power.

"Teacher... is currently undergoing the assessment of the Rakshasa God. This is an evil god, and the successor must be able to withstand the spiritual erosion of the Rakshasa's evil thoughts."

Bibi Dong whispered, "This is also Teacher's biggest secret. Rakshasa God is not only an evil god, but also the biggest enemy of the Angel God worshipped by the Spirit Hall..."

"Then why not just change the position of the god?"

Zhang San didn't care at all. He had already decided to replace Bibi Dong with another god.

However, Bibi Dong's frank attitude was a bit unexpected. "What's the point of inheriting such a disgusting deity? Wait two years until I become a deity, and then I'll give you a new deity to inherit."

"How can such a thing be so simple?"

Bibi Dong gave a bitter laugh: "The throne of God is not something that can be inherited easily. If it weren't for Teacher's past experience, I'm afraid I wouldn't have been chosen by this Rakshasa God..."

"That's hard to say. Who knows if it was due to your past experiences or if this so-called Rakshasa God did it intentionally?"

Zhang San scoffed lightly, "Twin martial souls with innate full soul power, and both are Spider Emperors known for their evil. It would be strange if this Rakshasa God didn't feel tempted."

Bibi Dong was silent for a moment. She had thought about this possibility.

But what concerned her more at the moment was Zhang San's attitude towards the deity: "Xiao San, it seems you know a lot about the deity?"

"Of course, all living things dream. I can travel through the dream world, so naturally I can learn many secrets."

Zhang San said calmly, "There are three famous god positions on the Douluo Continent: the Spirit Hall, the Sea God Island, and the Slaughter City. The three positions are the Angel God, the Sea God, and the Asura God."

"What the hell is a Rakshasa God? He doesn't even have a decent inheritance site. For a god to end up like this, it's the end of the world..."

"In a few years, I will first go to the City of Slaughter to obtain the qualification to inherit the Shura God's throne, and then go to the Sea God Island to take the Sea God inheritance assessment. If they are willing to pass the throne to me, that would be great. If not, then I will become a god myself and ascend to the God Realm. I will have a good talk with the Rakshasa God. Anyway... the result will be the same."

Zhang San sneered, and anyone could hear the disdain in his tone.

However, he did have the confidence to say this. The difference between gods and humans in this world was nothing more than a godly position and a higher level of energy application, such as divine power.

Zhang San has the system mall at his disposal, so at most he can unify Douluo Star by force and directly use the luck of all living beings to change his cultivation system.

According to the system's judgment, there is no need for even the Dou Di, the Dou Sheng can kill these so-called gods like dogs.

At that time, I can tear the space apart directly with my hands, use the Great Desolate Prisoner Heaven Finger to attack, and then harvest the god position. It will be the same, it just takes a little more time...

Seeing Zhang San's confident look, Bibi Dong chuckled: "You make it sound like the position of God is as cheap as cabbage..."

Zhang Sanyi tilted his head and said, "Teacher, do you think my talent is enough to inherit a divine position?"

"That's more than enough..."

Bibi Dong nodded. Zhang San’s talent in cultivation was naturally beyond doubt.

Before meeting Zhang San, she thought her talent was unparalleled in the world, but at the same age of six, her soul power was only at level twelve or thirteen.

Zhang San also has full innate soul power and twin martial souls, but he is already a three-ring soul master.

Even based on the body-building plans he prepared, it is not difficult to see that if it were not for the limitations of age and physical fitness, he could have practiced even faster!
In terms of cultivation speed alone, even that evil offspring with an innate soul power of level 20 is far inferior to his disciple!
"Xiao San, what is the level of your soul power now?" Bibi Dong asked curiously.

"Level 34." Zhang San said lightly.

Even if he did not actively absorb external soul power, due to the self-operating characteristics of the Beiming Divine Art, his growth rate was far beyond normal practice. During the time he came back, he reached another level.

Or perhaps Zhang San's cultivation speed is actually normal - from the perspective of the heavens.

Although he can't be compared with the seven-year-old beast-milk baby who has reached the ultimate level of blood-moving, he is already pretty good compared to the kid next door who plays with fire and wets the kang.

"How do you practice?"

Bibi Dong was a little bit incredulous: "Level 34 at the age of six, are you going to become a god at the age of ten?"

"That's a little unrealistic, but fifteen should be about right."

Zhang San estimated: "Hmm! At the latest, he'll be fifteen..."

"Has Meng Ji added a spirit ring now?"

"not yet."

"Well, Xiaosan, remember this: before you cultivate to the level of Titled Douluo, do not add soul rings to Meng Ji!" Bibi Dong warned.

"I see."

Zhang San nodded: "Grandpa Dugu also told me, and with my cultivation speed, I don't need to rely on this method to force my growth."

"That's right..."

Bibi Dong felt somewhat helpless and sighed softly, "Your clever little brain has left me, a teacher, with little room to maneuver..."

"It doesn't matter. After all, the teacher is my guide."

Zhang San smiled and said, "A disciple need not be inferior to his teacher, nor need a teacher be better than his disciple. There are different levels of enlightenment, and different specializations in different fields. A teacher does not have to guide me in spiritual practice."

"You do know how to talk!"

Bibi Dong chuckled, reached out and rubbed Zhang San's little head, and pinched the erect leopard ears. Feeling the soft touch, her heart couldn't help but be excited.

"Alright, let's stop here for tonight. Rakshasa's divine power is too filthy and has a strong corrosive nature. Excessive exposure to it will be detrimental to your cultivation."

Zhang San readily followed the advice and left the dream world with Bibi Dong.

When he opened his eyes again, he was being held in Bibi Dong's arms. A pleasant fragrance drifted into his nostrils, making him sniff subconsciously.

"Does it smell good?"

Bibi Dong rested her chin lightly on Zhang San's shoulder and whispered softly in his ear.

"Uh, I didn't mean to."

Zhang San smiled awkwardly, this behavior seemed somewhat obscene.

He moved his butt and was about to stand up, but was pulled back into Bibi Dong's arms.

Seeing Zhang San's bewildered expression, Bibi Dong jokingly said, "Let the teacher hug you, what? Do you dislike the teacher?"

"No, how could it be?"

Zhang San had no idea what Bibi Dong was doing, but out of caution, he did not remove Meng Ji's possession.

But this was exactly what Bibi Dong wanted. She was really fascinated by Zhang San's behavior.

She could naturally see the wariness in Zhang San's heart, which made her laugh but also made her feel a little guilty.

So I'm so insecure in this child's eyes...

After thinking for a moment, she gently turned her head and looked at Zhang San tenderly: "Then can you come and have dinner with the teacher every day from now on?"

"every day?"

Zhang San thought for a moment and said, "How about you come to my place? There are many people there, and it's more lively."

"That's it."

Bibi Dong refused without hesitation, then, as if remembering something, her expression straightened. "By the way, I'm planning to have Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling join the Golden Generation and assign them to the same girls' dormitory to help foster their relationship. What are your thoughts?"

Zhang San pointed at himself and said, "Golden Generation? Should I join?"

"That's not necessary..."

Bibi Dong chuckled. "I have other plans for you, Xiao San. What do you think of the position of Holy Son of the Spirit Hall?"

"Not bad, pretty good."

Zhang San nodded: "But are there any practical benefits?"

"What benefit do you want?"

Bibi Dong looked at Zhang San eagerly. "There's a dedicated Holy Son Palace behind the Pope's Palace. Furthermore, I can grant you authority higher than that of a Titled Elder, two Titled Douluo-level protectors, and decision-making authority higher than that of any other Palace Master, as well as the right to mobilize the Knights. How do you do that?"

This is just short of directly succeeding the Pope, right?
Zhang San looked at Bibi Dong tentatively: "Then teacher...what is the price?"

Bibi Dong smiled and said, "From now on, I will eat with the teacher every day!"

　Today's 4,000 words are here! I wanted to write something a little more explicit, but I changed it to make the plot more reasonable. It wasted a lot of time, but once this plot is over, the update speed will be increased!

　　
　
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