Douluo Continent: Little Huo Niang Taken Away by Di Tian

During the Soul Master Competition, many things happened to all parties.

Wan Shu (the Demon King) had a rather leisurely time at the Spirit Pagoda.

Aside from occasionally "listening" to Tang Ya's soliloquy about plants, he devoted a lot of his energy to painting.

Inside the tower, some decorative paintings have quietly appeared. They are not realistic landscapes, but rather use bold and expressive blocks of color and light and shadow to depict the breath of the forest, the tranquility of the moonlit night, and the rhythm of life flowing.

These paintings, hanging on the wall, are not ostentatious, yet they possess a serene and vibrant atmosphere.

As he was taking his leave, his gaze inadvertently swept over a small painting in the corridor, and he immediately stopped in his tracks.

The image lacks a clear form, showing only interplay of shades of green and blue, interspersed with warm, star-like points of light, as if moonlight were filtering through layers of leaves and falling onto the deep forest soil, or as if countless lives were quietly breathing and growing in the shadows.

Li Ren was stunned. He possessed the Tree of Life Martial Soul, making his perception of plants and the flow of life energy far more acute than that of ordinary people.

In his eyes, this painting was by no means a simple application of colors.

He seemed to "see" the most primal pulse deep in the forest, "hear" the subtle spiritual whispers of countless plants, and even touch the tranquility and vastness that had settled in the rings of the grass and trees over the long years.

Between the light and shadow, there flowed something he was extremely familiar with yet could not describe—the soul of the ancient forest.

"This painting..." Li Ren couldn't help but take two steps forward, his gaze fixed on the artwork, his voice trembling with barely concealed emotion, "Who painted this?"

Biji followed his gaze. "This was written casually by Wan Shu in his spare time. Is Pavilion Master Li interested?"

"More than just interested!" Li Ren turned around, a hint of urgency on his face.

"This painting has a profound artistic conception, pointing directly to the essence of life. The painter is no ordinary painter, but must be someone who has an ultimate understanding of the life of plants and trees."

"Young friend Biling, if only... you could introduce me to Mr. Wanshu? I would be willing to offer my treasured medicinal herbs or elixir formulas in exchange for this painting!"

Brigitte was slightly surprised, and immediately contacted Wan Shu.

Upon learning of the situation, Wan Shu remained silent for a moment before saying, "There's no need to buy the painting. A true friend is hard to find; let's give it to him."

When Biji handed Wan Shu's decision and the painting to Li Ren, the head of the Medicine Pavilion was somewhat flustered and excited.

He solemnly accepted the scroll and bowed respectfully towards the depths of the Spirit Pagoda: "Many thanks to Mr. Wan Shu for his generous gift! This painting is more precious to me than any elixir."

After that, Li Ren became a regular visitor to the Spirit Pagoda, often coming to Wan Shu to "drink tea and discuss philosophy".

Two elders, one a human and the other a spirit beast, who have both achieved great success in the way of plants, found a resonance that transcends species through a painting and a cup of tea.

They would talk about the habits of plants, the cycle of life, and the way of nature, often sitting for half a day at a time.

Li Ren felt that each time he talked with Wan Shu, his understanding of the Tree of Life martial spirit deepened, and he admired this unfathomable "master" even more.

As for supplies, with the undead demiplane around, they have prepared a large amount of supplies, which have all been moved out, enough for the supply trade during the competition.

Lin Qingqing and Wan Shu will handle the affairs within the tower.

In the Demon Forest, the Evil Emperor has already launched a fervent "Beast Mouth Inspection".

The powerful mental strength and unique mental network possessed by the Evil Eye Tyrant clan provided great convenience in this matter.

The Evil Emperor took advantage of the situation to subdue the Jingyang Mountain Range as well. He easily captured it by sending out only a 100,000-year-old Evil Eye Tyrant with a number of soul beasts. At this moment, the tyrant is conducting a "beast census" in the mountain range.

The Holy Spirit Cult has also taken action; their headquarters are located in the Demon Forest.

However, when the cult leader Zhongli Wu led his men to investigate, they stumbled upon a group of evil-eyed tyrants and demons celebrating the success of the "Beast Mouth Survey."

He and his men suffered a severe psychological shock and fled back dejectedly.

Even a demonic spirit master would probably go mad watching such a scene for an extended period of time.

In the far north, the bitter cold prevails.

Xie Ming felt that he should exercise to warm up in such a cold environment, so he insisted on dancing every morning.

One day, Xiaobai accidentally saw it dancing, and the shock caused his brain to shut down. The bear froze on the spot like a statue, and the swirling snow gradually covered him. It was a long time before he suddenly woke up.

Atai and Ajing only saw it once before designating the area where Xie Tong was located as a restricted zone, never approaching it normally, and only barely exchanging information during their weekly news exchange.

Xie Ying was having a very pleasant time in the Star Dou Great Forest; it would be even better if he could dance to his heart's content.

After he performed a dance in front of the Demon King, the Crimson King, and the Bear King, his right to dance was completely stripped away.

Di Tian and Di Qiu were prepared. When Xie Ying was about to dance, Di Tian took Di Qiu directly to her cave to tell her a story. Although she fell asleep as soon as she heard it, she listened for several minutes before falling asleep!

Di Tian felt this proved that his storytelling skills had improved.

The Demon King was so badly affected that his vines went out of control and twisted wildly, and the plant-type soul beasts that were connected to him spiritually were in no better shape.

But after calming down, he discovered that many plant-type soul beasts, who were still in a state of ignorance, had actually gained sentience because of this stimulation.

Perhaps... no, it hasn't come to that yet. The Demon King suppressed his thoughts.

For the first time, the Red King hated having three heads and three eyes so much, and the impact he felt was three times greater.

After watching, Xiong Jun had only one thought: if a few more Evil Eye Tyrants jumped at the same time, he would definitely surrender on the spot.

Xie Lin lived a very comfortable life in Xingdou. The concentration of soul power in the core area of ​​Xingdou Great Forest far exceeded that of the Demon Forest, and she also formed a friendship with Di Qiu.

That day, as they were having a "secret conversation," Xie Lin blinked, then suddenly lowered her voice and said to Di Qiu with a "sharing a secret" expression, "Let me tell you, sometimes my dad stares blankly at the starlight in the forest. I've secretly used my mental power to sense it, and his emotions are so complex. He seems a bit lonely, and it's like he's thinking about something very, very far away... Maybe Dad is also pondering the ultimate meaning of life! It's just that he's usually too embarrassed to say it and always has a stern face."

Di Qiu immediately nodded in agreement, lowering his voice as well: "I understand, I understand! My dad is the same! Don't be fooled by his 'I am the Beast God, I am the strongest, I am the most majestic' attitude all day long, he can be childish too!"

Last time I discovered that he had secretly hidden several storybooks about the human world, and they even had pictures!

It must have been Murasaki's mother who brought it to him! He must also like reading those heroic legends, he's just too embarrassed to admit it!

"And another thing," Xie Lin said, getting more and more excited, "I think Dad is too domineering. He wants to control everything directly with his mental power."

When he assigns tasks, his mental network is incredibly dense, which is efficient, but everyone's probably feeling tense inside.

"Yes, yes, yes!" Di Qiu nodded vigorously, feeling like she had found a kindred spirit. "My dad's the same! All he does is give orders, arrange this and that, wishing he could plan everything a hundred years into the future. Sometimes he needs to listen to everyone's ideas!"

Red King, standing to the side: I didn't hear anything.

Emperor Tian, ​​Evil Emperor: Achoo!