Douluo Amon: I am the Heavenly Venerable of the Dragon King

He has basically parasitized most of the high-ranking officials here, and the Spirit Transmission Tower in Tianhai City can now be considered his headquarters.

During these three years, Nan Fusheng's role as a fourth-order symptom—the parasite—had already been completed. Due to his martial spirit, it could be said that he had been playing the role of the parasite from the very beginning.

After he had almost completely parasitized the staff of the Spirit Pagodas in Donghai City and Tianhai City, his acting progressed at an astonishing pace.

As the role-playing progresses, Nan Fusheng's magic potion is also rapidly being digested, allowing his power to increase, and the upper limit of the number of people he can parasitize also increases, thus creating a virtuous cycle.

A year ago, as Nan Fusheng fully digested the Sequence 4 potion and combined it with the power of his martial soul, he had more than two hundred clones. This was the improvement he received after fully digesting the potion.

One of the reasons he can have so many clones is, of course, his martial soul. Unlike those extraordinary individuals like the Lord of Mysteries who rely entirely on magical potions for their advancement, Nan Fusheng also possesses a martial soul unique to the Douluo Continent.

As his soul power increased, Nan Fusheng's own strength also continued to rise. However, the boost from the Sequence Elixir had been so high that it hadn't been very noticeable until now.

The main difference between the Douluo World and the Mysterious World is probably the completely different boosts to combat power they provide.

In the Douluo Continent, the level difference between a level 1 Soul Master and a level 99 Title Douluo is roughly equivalent to a slight increase in combat power in the early stages.

Each subsequent level increase brings a boost of hundreds of combat power. This also includes additional factors such as martial spirit, spirit rings, and spirit bones, and now, battle armor, among others.

The world of Lord of Mysteries is completely different. Between Sequence Nine and Sequence Five, each advancement in sequence can bring at least ten points, or even hundreds of points, of increased combat power.

The difference between Sequence 5 and Sequence 1 is even more exaggerated; it's a true difference between humans and gods. Each advancement in a sequence can increase combat power by at least a thousand, or even tens of thousands, and that's a conservative estimate.

As the potion is digested, the extraordinary individual's combat power will experience another surge.

Of course, thinking about these things now is not very meaningful. The most important thing now is the choice facing Nan Fusheng: whether or not to change his approach!

He was completely unaware of the 'mistaken' ritual for advancing to Sequence Three.

The only known path to the 'Fool' is the Sequence Three 'Ancient Scholar' ritual: completely detached from reality for at least three hundred years, after one has become history and no longer belongs to the current era, by consuming a magic potion.

Three hundred years? The daylilies would have rotted by then, and he would have had to hide himself during that time to avoid being disturbed. In short, he couldn't accept this approach.

Moreover, the higher the fame of the clone, the more stable the anchor it provides, which gives him the opportunity to advance without relying on rituals, but solely on his own abilities.

So far, among his clones, the one that provides him with the most stable anchor is the Undefeated One, who is also the tower master of the Spirit Pagoda in Tianhai City. Furthermore, he is a Title Douluo, and his reputation as the Undefeated One is not to be underestimated.

"It seems I need to find some time to gather my clones and discuss this together."

……

At night, after cleaning the dormitory, having dinner, and watching how the male angels spent a fortune to seduce the fallen female angels in Shrek City, Nan Fusheng and his group returned to the dormitory.

"I can't live like this anymore, that dog's true form!" Fusheng No. 1 felt like he was living in a slum. What era is this? There's no hot water in the dormitory.

The entire work-study student dormitory area has only one water pipe that provides clean water. Hot water has to be obtained from the main teaching building. The shower area is also located in the main teaching building.

And then, that was it. There were no other facilities. The cafeterias were all near the main teaching building; to get there, you had to cross almost half of Lingbing Square.

Only those brain-dead Shrek people could come up with such a miserable life, and I remember they even called it "letting the work-study students experience what the Sea God went through as a work-study student 20,000 years ago."

"Sigh!" Life is hard, Fusheng sighed, and Fusheng No. 1 could only enter a meditative state with a heavy heart.

Meanwhile, in a building next to the main teaching building, Fors was tidying up her things in her dormitory. It was unclear whether this was a special arrangement by the academic affairs office or if she simply didn't have any roommates.

She was alone in the room. Structurally, her dormitory should be a double room. Fors had seen other dormitories, and they usually came and went in pairs.

"Forget it, it's better to be alone. At least I don't have to worry about being disturbed."

As she pondered, Fors fell asleep. Fors Wall, a 13-year-old Soul Master, was so powerful that it didn't matter if she slacked off a little.

It's worth mentioning that in the dormitory where Fors lived, the floors below the fourth floor were male dormitories, and the floors above the fourth floor were female dormitories. Fors lived on the sixth floor.

"Is Shrek Academy really that poor? Can't they just completely separate the male and female dormitories? It makes me have to go up several more floors." With indignation in her heart, Fors went to sleep.

The next moment, a red light entered her mind, and a dizzying sensation came over her. When Fors came to her senses, she found herself inexplicably on a huge platform.

This place is somewhat similar to a stadium, but in the center is a floating structure resembling a courtroom, surrounded by floating structures that resemble spectator stands. Fors was standing on one of these structures.

As one red light after another flashed by, figures suddenly appeared, with several red lights appearing next to Fors.

As the red light faded, the face that emerged was one that Fors didn't recognize, yet she felt a natural sense of familiarity towards the person—a feeling that was...

"A clone?" The figure opposite her spoke at the same time.

"..."

"Welcome everyone. I now announce that the first Fusheng Conference is officially underway."

Chapter 146 The First Fusheng Conference

Nan Fusheng appeared in the central courtroom. Looking at his clones, he announced, "Then..."

"Fusheng Conference? What a lame name."

"Indeed, it would be better to call it the Quanfu Conference; the meaning is better too."

"Come on, this name isn't much better. If you ask me, it would be better to call it Tarot Club."

"Hey kid, plagiarism isn't allowed like this! Besides, there are only a few usable code names in the Tarot Club, and we have far more people than that. What are we supposed to do with the people who don't have code names?"

"It's called the Tarot Club, but it doesn't have to be a code name, okay?"

"No, without a code name, it just doesn't feel right. It's better not to use one."

"I agree!"

"+1."

Before the event even started, the figures in the various suspended audience seats began whispering among themselves, completely oblivious to Nan Fusheng's increasingly dark expression.

So what? Even though my naming skills are a bit lacking, it's still really annoying to be discussed like this by you guys. (`~)

"Ahem, quiet, quiet." Nan Fusheng sat in the courtroom, interrupting the spellcasting of these clones, otherwise who knows what they might say that would raise his blood pressure.

"The purpose of this gathering is to help everyone make a clear plan for our future development direction and how we should proceed. I hope everyone will actively share their thoughts for our reference."

A Spirit Pagoda staff member spoke up: "Main Body, isn't our direction already very clear? At this stage, we should focus on the Path of Sequence, striving to advance to True God, while using Soul Power cultivation as a supplement to strengthen ourselves as much as possible."

“Yeah, if possible, we should increase the number of clones as much as possible. Have you already maxed out the number of clones, main body?” another passerby, Nan Fusheng, also chimed in.

"I've used up all the slots I can parasitize. When there's someone I really need to parasitize in the future, I'll randomly remove them from my less important clones."

Undefeated Through the Ages: "So, in your original form, do you plan to continue advancing, or change your path?"

Nan Fusheng: "I have some thoughts on this, but I'd like to ask for your opinions first."

Duan Xuan (President of Tianhai City Forging Masters Association): "Personally, I feel we can change our approach. Based on our understanding of the Douluo world, I think changing to the 'Fool' approach would be quite good. We are also very clear about the role of the ancient scholar in Sequence Three."

Nan Fusheng (passerby): "I also think it's pretty good. We can bring back historical projections. When the time comes, we can directly bring over those powerful figures from the past. Who can stop us? We might not be able to bring over those who have already become gods, but for example, Dugu Bo, Sword Douluo, and the like, we can bring them over."

Nan Fusheng (son of a councilor): "This is interesting. Imagine a cross-time battle, with Mu En, the Dragon God Douluo from Peerless Tang Sect, fighting against Yun Ming, the Sky-Supporting Douluo. I can't wait!"

Undefeated Through the Ages: "Looking forward to my ass! Have you forgotten about the existence of Battle Armor? Yun Ming will definitely beat Mu En to a pulp! Do you think the number one person below the God level is a joke?"

"Let alone Yun Ming, he'd be lucky to even defeat those Super Douluo with four-word battle armor. Against a Limit Douluo wearing four-word battle armor, he'd be lucky to even hold his own."

Cold Face (Master of the Spirit Tower in Donghai City): "Indeed, while the abilities of ancient scholars are quite good, they are not essential for us. The stronger the historical projection we summon, the higher the consumption on our main body."

Nan Fusheng nodded. This was also why he didn't really want to change his approach. He didn't want anything to happen to his clones, which would make all his previous efforts go to waste.

Lengmian is the tower master of the Spirit Pagoda in Donghai City. He is a middle-aged man who looks very cold and indifferent, as if he has a stoic face. He comes from the family of Tianfeng Douluo Leng Yaozhu.

Unlike the invincible Leng Mian, Leng Mian and Leng Yaozhu are cousins. Leng Mian is also a level 94 Title Douluo with the Martial Soul: Ice Phoenix. His title is: Frozen Douluo.

Leng Yaozhu had also personally promised him that as long as he could break through to level 95, the family would provide him with resources to request Heavenly Forging Metal from the Divine Craftsman Zhenhua, so that he could become a four-word Battle Armor Master.

He was remotely parasitized by Nan Fusheng through Fusheng No. 1, and then through him, Nan Fusheng captured most of the important personnel of the Spirit Pagoda in Donghai City.

Thinking of this, Nan Fusheng also spoke up: "What Lengmian said makes a lot of sense. Having many clones is our advantage, and we cannot give it up. Not to mention that clones can also be used as anchors to stabilize my humanity."

Lufa: "Since you've already made your decision, let's do it this way. As for the promotion ceremony, we'll probably have to stick to the old method. But does anyone here know how to deceive the mentor?"

Fors: "Since it's called deceiving the mentor, shouldn't the focus be on deception and trickery?"

Undefeated Through the Ages: "What about the mentor? Are we supposed to teach other people how to scam?"

Fors's eyes lit up: "Great idea! As the master of the Spirit Pagoda, you have a natural advantage. You can teach your employees to be unscrupulous merchants and how to trick others into buying souls at high prices. Wouldn't that be teaching others to commit fraud?"

Invincible's face twitched: "You really are a little genius. The Spirit Pagoda has a strict evaluation system for the price of soul spirits."

Moreover, spirits are created to provide convenience for spirit masters. If I arbitrarily raise the price, I'm afraid I'll be invited for tea by the Spirit Pagoda and the Federation's high-ranking officials.

Lengmian: "That's right, and the profit margin for soul spirits is already very high. A normal hundred-year-old soul spirit sells for one million, and we make at least nine hundred thousand. Raising the price further would just be icing on the cake."

The Time Insect Soul: "Damn it, you bunch of bastards! No wonder the original only spent 30,000 when it randomly drew souls. Turns out you guys never lose money at all."

Lengmian: "No, we would still lose money. Even if the main body had drawn the hundred-year-old soul spirit back then, we would still have lost money."

Time Insect Soul: "What are the chances of drawing a Hundred-Year Soul?"

Lengmian: "Hmm, maybe 0.01%."

The Time Insect's spirit was furious: "Isn't that a one in ten thousand chance? Does your Spirit Pagoda organization have to be so ruthless?"

Lengmian: "You can't think like that. You need to know that creating a Soul Spirit is not cheap. Just an ordinary ten-year Soul Spirit costs at least several thousand to tens of thousands of Federal Credits. The normal purchase price is seventy thousand, which is already a very reasonable price."

Normally, with a price of 30,000, the probability of getting a defective soul spirit and a ten-year soul spirit is roughly 7:3. It depends on whether you want to gamble; we're not forcing anyone to buy it.

Chapter 147 The First Fusheng Conference

Lengmian: "It's worthless. After all, it's just a defective product. The cost is probably only around a thousand federal dollars."

Star Insect Soul: "Hahaha, you really do get what you pay for!"