Douluo Continent: Son of the God King, Chaotic Time and Space

"Achoo!" Ji Siyuan rubbed his nose. "Who's thinking about me?"

Wang Dong'er, who was standing next to him, said: "You don't have many enemies, so it's probably Dai Huabin who wants to kill you behind your back."

Ji Siyuan: "Why does it have to be an enemy? Can't it be a cute little girl thinking about me? Like a tsundere green-haired loli, or a white-haired girl. Hiss!"

Before he could finish speaking, Wang Dong'er's hand reached for his waist. It spun violently.

"Pervert, beast." Wang Dong'er's face flushed slightly. "How old are you to be thinking about things like this?"

Seeing that Ji Siyuan did not resist, she did not continue: "After your behavior at Jubao Pavilion that day, I thought you were a gentleman."

In front of the Treasure Pavilion, Ji Siyuan faced the girls in short skirts with an unchanging expression, which paled in comparison to the way he looked at the precious ingredients and fine wine.

"Um, can I say I'm the kind of person who's fickle and easily swayed by beauty?"

Wang Dong'er: "So in your eyes, am I considered lustful or righteous?"

A fatal question, difficult to answer.

"Uncle, uncle, I need your help. What should I say?"

Tang San looked at him with interest: "Siyuan, actually I've been waiting for your answer too."

Who could stand it when the person offering advice turned out to be another judge?

The problem is that we can't remain silent, because silence almost falls into the category of lust.

So he decided to take a roundabout approach, looking at Wang Dong'er with a hint of disdain: "I'd say I'm lustful. Hmm, I guess I should say I'm lustful."

The look in his eyes infuriated Wang Dong'er: "Hey, what do you mean?!"

They chased and played around in the direction of Tiandou City. But a runner can't outrun a flyer; Wang Dong'er, possessed by the Martial Soul of the Goddess of Light Butterfly, flapped her wings and quickly caught up with Ji Siyuan.

Aside from teenagers like Dai Huabin and Zhu Lu, who are naturally bound by marriage, the twelve-year-olds simply couldn't answer that question.

Wang Dong'er didn't ask any further questions.

In fact, even she didn't know how to respond or what kind of answer she wanted; it was just a question that came to her on a whim.

Even bringing Ji Siyuan home was a spur-of-the-moment decision; she had even planned not to bring him if her leave request wasn't approved. But Zhang Lexuan simply asked a few questions and then let them out. She didn't stop them at all, which led to the current situation. The two set off together.

"Take me flying with you," Ji Siyuan asked quite naturally.

"What? I'll take you flying? You wish!" Despite saying that, Wang Dong'er still grabbed Ji Siyuan and they flew up.

After their soul power was exhausted, Ji Siyuan carried Wang Dong'er on his back and ran. The two of them took turns moving forward, recovering their soul power.

Under the cover of night, they entered the tent and scattered animal-repelling medicine around it.

"Why not keep running?"

I'm tired.

As night falls, the light of the Morpho butterfly becomes the most conspicuous target. They wouldn't take any risks.

After entering the Heavenly Soul Empire, Wang Dong'er took charge of the direction of the journey and acted as a guide.

Although I sometimes get confused, I have a clear direction now.

Ji Siyuan picked up the map: "Wow, you live in Tiandou City?"

"No, my home is in Cloud Recesses, not Heavenly Dou City." Wang Dong'er waited for Ji Siyuan to cook.

"I thought your family and the Tang Clan were in the same city." The Tang Clan ruins are in Tian Dou City.

He refused Wang Dong'er's request to go to Tiandou City to check on the Tang Sect's post station, as that place had already been occupied, and with their combined strength, it would be difficult for them to deal with a Soul Emperor.

"Stop chatting, hurry up and cook, I'm starving."

"Isn't this already being prepared? If you want something good to eat, won't it take a little more time?"

At the treasure hunt, their purchase of a large quantity of ingredients was no joke. More than half of their spatial soul-guided device was filled with cooking supplies: ingredients, utensils, and seasonings. They could use them to cook anywhere, in any normal environment.

Wang Dong'er seized on this point and strongly urged him to cook properly.

"Delicious. This rice tastes much better than the rice at school, and much better than the rice at home."

He made a simple bibimbap, but due to the environmental conditions, he couldn't use various techniques and could only make something simple.

Do you have any drinks?

"no."

"Can't you just arrange it on the spot?"

"I'm lazy."

"Then I demand that you can't be lazy."

"Okay, okay."

Although he said it was out of necessity, he was actually prepared. What he took out wasn't alcohol, but a perfectly normal beverage.

"It doesn't taste as good as yours."

"Uh, I'll just have this for now."

After eating and drinking her fill, Wang Dong'er very conscientiously tidied up the props, being too conscientious in that she put everything into her own spatial soul tool.

Having learned from the experience of the first day, they followed the same plan for the rest of the days.

Such days would only last a few days; they would eventually reach their destination.

Tang San: "Siyuan, you're going to a girl's house like this, don't you even bring a gift?"

"Huh? You want a gift too? Uncle, I've never received a gift when I've visited your house. It's the same with Uncle Rong's side; I've already lost out if Aunt Xiaowu and Aunt Fengnu haven't given me anything."

Life in the realm of gods is just too wonderful.

Tang San: "This isn't my house, it's someone else's. You're a woman visiting someone else's home, so bringing a gift is normal."

"That's alright, the Tang family isn't important anymore."

Wang Dong'er didn't remind him, which means it's not important.

The two arrived at a mountain range.

The mountains stretch endlessly, towering into the clouds. Judging from the appearance, we're only halfway up the mountain.

Wang Dong'er's house was built here, which he thought was perfectly normal. Different secluded sects had different methods of seclusion; hiding in the mountains and forests or in the marketplace were both forms of reclusion.

"Let's go, you must be exhausted from climbing all that way."

"Weren't you the one who took me up there?"

Asking him to climb up in this situation would be a joke, wouldn't it? Ji Siyuan decisively grabbed Wang Dong'er: "Don't even think about running away."

Climbing the mountain is impossible; you need someone to guide you.

"Bastard!" Wang Dong'er cursed twice, and then actually carried him away.

The two flew and stopped frequently, and since they had already arrived here, there was no rush.

A vast sea of ​​clouds obscures the distance. Pale white blankets everything, with only a few scattered peaks visible in the distance.

He reached out his hand, and the swaying white clouds seemed very close to him.

Wang Dong'er looked at him, slightly stunned: "I thought you were about to have an epiphany."

Ji Siyuan smiled knowingly: "Natural scenery is indeed a good excuse for enlightenment, but unfortunately, the sea of ​​clouds here is not enough for me to have an enlightenment."

Wang Dong'er snorted coldly: "Hmph, you talk as if you've seen more than I have."

"You've certainly seen far more seas of clouds than I have, but you've certainly seen far more towering seas of fire that isolate everything than I have."

He had not only heard of the Crimson Lotus Sea of ​​Fire, which could separate two continents and was beyond the reach of countless powerful figures, but he had also witnessed its power firsthand.

The feeling he got from the sea of ​​clouds was far less than that from the flames.

"Continue flying?"

Wang Dong'er: "No need, someone's here."

The Goddess of Light's butterfly danced, shimmering with light, guiding the way. One after another, grey figures descended, their strength formidable.

Wang Dong'er: "Everyone, please lead the way. Guide us for a while." We're not strong enough, so we have to rely on others to guide us.

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