Douluo Continent Chat Group: Building My Academy

[Ding! Daddy Cheng has released a public red envelope, "Panku Treasure Box," which everyone can claim.]

Flanders: ?

Dumbledore: !

[Oki Yukinari:! ? 】

[Banggu:! ! ? 】

[Raccoon Master: What are you doing?]

[Flander: You've broken the formation, Raccoon Master.]

[Raccoon Master: ?]

[Old Man Cheng: I found the Panku Box. To prevent Shendu and the Black Hand from summoning demons through it, it's safer to send it here.]

[Flander: Is this even possible? This red envelope launch seems to be unlimited.]

A single red envelope triggered everyone to log on, a move that certainly surprised everyone.

In a sense, it seems like group chat red envelopes are a permanent seal?

[Flander: But if that's the case, wouldn't the balance of Yin and Yang in your world be even more unbalanced, Old Man Cheng? Wouldn't it be better to seal the demons like you sealed the Holy Lord?]

Dumbledore: That's certainly a way, just like how Shendu could look at the talisman but not get it.

[Chengjia's father: I have thought about it, but that would make the dark energy even more abnormal.]

If a demon were to truly emerge, it could easily impact the world, and blocking a path would be the best solution.

I've also examined the Panku Treasure Box. Due to the imbalance of Yin and Yang, the hexagrams on it have been activated. If the Holy Lord and his followers were to obtain it, it could easily lead to unforeseen and serious consequences.

[Flander: Has it reached this level of balance? Well, Old Man Cheng, your buffs are too much; I'm afraid even a single demon can't handle it.]

For example, Ximu, although theoretically on par with the eight great demons, was almost pushed back to hell by Jackie Chan, had his tail killed by a little girl using a toilet door, struggled for a long time to tear open his schoolbag, and was squeezed into a ball by Bo Gang with one hand. His performance was really too bad.

In comparison, the dragon with magical power is almost comparable to a demon.

However, the demon still prevailed in terms of immortality and indestructibility. Daolong lost his magic power and became almost an ordinary old man, eventually getting lost in the memory gem.

Zefa: If that's the case, good and evil will be forever at odds, and Cheng, won't your world never be peaceful?

Although it's not really my place to say this, you might want to take a look at my plan for the Seven Warlords of the Sea if you'd like.

Perhaps the best approach would be to accept some individuals who align with the dark energy, but who won't harm humans and with whom we can coexist harmoniously?

[Flander: That's true. Education can change a person. I remember that in the future, you had a black warrior named Aisso who was also Tru's disciple. Although he turned to the dark side, he was defeated by his younger self. If he is raised in the direction of justice, he might be able to maintain the balance.]

There's no reason why the Black Mist Warrior can't uphold justice, is there? Even Dao Long had his moment to end the Monkey King puppet.

[Chengjia's father: Monkey King puppet? You've reminded me. I'll go next door and buy that thing right now, and then seal it away properly.]

This stuff is too dangerous! That despicable, unscrupulous merchant dares to sell it so openly!

[Dumbledore: I think so, good and evil are indeed irreconcilable, but pure power depends on how it is used, just like what happened between Grindelwald and me.]

As the second Dark Lord was about to be defeated, Dumbledore couldn't help but think of the first Dark Lord, his former best friend.

If he could, Dumbledore genuinely wanted him to return to the path of justice.

[Father Cheng: I'll consider it.]

……

Old Man's Antique Shop.

The old man casually closed the panel, but some thoughts were indeed surfacing in his mind.

Should we educate those demons and allow darkness and righteousness to coexist? Perhaps this is the true essence of yin and yang balance. If one side is suppressed, neither side can grow.

Advancing simultaneously and coexisting in both directions is the ultimate truth of human nature.

The old man's eyes twitched. If there were any demons that could be reformed, they would naturally be children.

child……

Having formed an idea, Dad prepared to track the location.

The Demon Dragon, Shendu's child, although he came from the future through time travel in the story, he also said that Shendu didn't care about him and often went to fight with those wizards, indicating that he was born during the time when Shendu was conquering the world.

So, that child must be like the Monkey King puppet or Jack the Hood, still sealed away somewhere in this world.

If we can win him over, we can not only obtain the power of the dark energy, but it might even have a miraculous effect on the Holy Lord.

"Jackie Chan, come here, get ready, your dad has a great idea."

"Right away, Dad."

The antique shop was bustling with activity once again.

……

Mafia base.

"Look at me, wizard. What brings you here to cooperate? What do you want in return?"

The Holy Lord's tone was almost spitting fire; these useless members of the Black Hand Gang were impossible to shake off.

The twelve talismans, possessing the power of twelve talismans, were no match for an archaeologist, a Mexican wrestler, a thief, and a fat man.

Not only were all the talismans taken away, but even the Panku Box was taken away. That old man with the air magic must have discovered something.

If his brothers and sisters cannot be released now, he will never regain his freedom unless this body dies!

Dao Long stretched out his hands and clasped them together, tapping and patting them with his fingertips in turn, a playful expression on his face.

With his centuries of magical accumulation, he had already discerned that this noble dragon had been sealed within this human body, its soul sealed.

Perhaps because its inherent fiery nature still remains, it can still spew out some flames and use the knowledge in its mind to cast some magic, but it is nothing to fear.

"Holy Lord, I came here because of signs of dark energy. Didn't you feel it?"

The representatives of righteousness have become stronger, the Grand Mage will reappear, and the reincarnations of the Saints are gradually awakening; their powers will unite.

"We represent the dark forces. If we don't unite like them and instead fight our own battles, we will definitely be defeated one by one."

Dao Long said wisely, "It's no exaggeration to say that, without my father's advancement, without the Holy Lord regaining his memories, and without the Eight Great Demons, he is the number one wizard in this world."

"A coalition?" the Holy Lord murmured. The coalition of the eight great demons had all failed. Besides, he had no faith in the dubious wizard Daolong.

"What do you want? We're both dark magic wizards, and we both know exactly what kind of people we are."

Perhaps it is the blessing of the dark energy that has allowed the Holy Lord's wisdom to gradually emerge.

"It's very simple."

Daolong stretched out his fingers, which were extremely thin and withered, and his long, thin nails were so rough that they looked like they had been gnawed on.

"I am human. Even if the dark energy has transformed my body, it cannot change my fundamental nature. I am weakening day by day and need new power."

This is my sincerity, and my reward. Respected Holy Lord, your spells are renowned, and I dare not presume to ask for more, but I beg you to grant me similar power. This is my request.

Daolong gave a polite smile.

"sure."

The Holy Lord agreed without hesitation, since he was known for not keeping his promises anyway.