We all time-traveled at the same time, but why isn't anyone human?

Chapter 76 Seven Monsters? Seven Demon Kings!

No soul beast knew exactly what Gu Zhu Lu Ping and Di Tian discussed that day.

All that is known is that after much discussion, the Soul Beast King, who was loyal to the Dragon God and devoted his entire life to the Dragon Clan and Soul Beasts, made an important decision.

"All soul beasts over 100,000 years old from the Star Dou Great Forest have collectively moved into the Dragon Realm, the Forest Realm, and the Grass Realm."

Di Tian took a deep breath and looked at the group of 100,000-year-old soul beasts that had accompanied him for many years in the core circle, a complex expression on his face.

in case.

If Lu Ping's theory really comes true.

Therefore, not only dragons, but all soul beasts and even all humans will enter a brand new era.

The "Divine Star" realm that the Dragon God touched countless years ago might actually be achieved in its hands.

Since then.

Four of the nine new worlds that Lupin is about to create have been completed.

The fragments of its soul that split off continued to fly towards the sea beyond Douluo Continent, heading towards the "Sun and Moon Continent".

In Lu Ping's plan, the Evil Eye Overlord of the Demon Forest was naturally included. Based on the Evil Eye Overlord and the 100,000-year-old soul beasts of the Sun and Moon Continent, the fifth realm, "The Realm of Evil," was to be created.

Furthermore, the immortal herbs of the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well will join a group of 100,000-year-old support-type soul beasts to reside in a dedicated "Grass Realm".

As for the remaining three worlds?

I'm sorry, but Lu Ping's ambitions have never been limited to such a small place as Douluo Continent.

He wants to establish connections with the Abyss Plane, the Dragon Horse Galaxy, and even other planes and universes that will eventually be integrated into the Great God Circle, laying the foundation for creating a six-dimensional space at the level of a god star.

after all.

According to the rules of the Douluo Continent, only by ascending to the God Star Continent above the sixth dimension can one break the laws of the universe and achieve eternal transcendence.

He aspires to become the true World Tree, using his own power to lead all beings in every plane of the Douluo Universe to transcend and ascend to godhood!

Of course, we are still quite far from this goal at this stage, but as long as the wheels of the evolutionary system start turning, his progress in ascending to godhood will increase exponentially.

Heaven Dou Empire, Shrek Academy.

Oscar, dressed in a simple gray outfit, with neat short hair, was fast asleep under a big tree, a twig dangling from his mouth.

At eleven years old, he was born with full soul power, so even without much serious training, he had already cultivated his soul power to the level of a Great Soul Master.

Such talent would make them a golden generation even within the Spirit Hall, not to mention that Oscar is a rare food-type spirit master, making his strategic significance even greater.

Unfortunately, he was lazy by nature and didn't care much about the things around him. Apart from thinking about taking care of Dean Flander, who had adopted him, in his old age, he had no other ambitions.

"Phew, the dean took Ma Hongjun out to get his second spirit ring. I can take a break for a bit, hehe."

"With that guy backing me up, it won't matter if I don't train hard. Anyway, I'm just a food-type Soul Master, so I can just play a support role."

Oscar rolled over, finding a more comfortable position to lie down in. Sunlight filtered through the dappled leaves, illuminating his face, warm and comforting.

His life motto was this: to be content with whatever comes his way and drift with the tide.

Perhaps one day in the future he will work hard for someone or something, but for now, let him live a lazy life.

Splash!

Just as Oscar was feeling incredibly lazy under the warm summer sun, his eyelids were drooping and he was about to fall asleep.

A beam of light suddenly magnified before his eyes.

Oscar's pupils constricted sharply. He was about to stand up and run away when he was gradually swallowed up by the light. In the end, he fell into a peaceful sleep on the ground.

His soul and consciousness were transported to the [Ice Realm].

Meanwhile, on the back of his physical body in the real world, a shimmering mark quietly appeared. The mark's patterns were ancient and mysterious, and only Lu Ping knew its meaning—

That is the power of emotion and soul that Oscar represents: [sloth].

In a nameless little town within the Star Luo Empire.

Dai Mubai, who just turned twelve this year, is already about 1.7 meters tall. He is handsome, but his deep blue, evil eyes unconsciously dart around, and his muscles are always tense, ready to make a move at any time.

"call."

After confirming that there was no unusual activity around him, he let out a weary sigh, booked a room with the hotel owner, and dragged his heavy body upstairs.

Under the cruel rules of the Star Luo royal family, as the third prince, if his strength is weaker than his brothers, he will face the fate of being kept in captivity, imprisoned, or even killed.

To survive, Dai Mubai has been living a life of hiding ever since he awakened his martial soul. He even had to change the location of his primary school to attend, for fear of being killed by his brothers.

"hateful!"

"Damn it!"

"Why couldn't I have been born a few years earlier?"

Once inside the hotel room, Dai Mubai angrily pounded his fists against the wall repeatedly, a look of resentment on his face.

He was resentful. Why was he born a few years later? Despite his remarkable talent, perseverance, and temperament, he was always overshadowed by his older brother Davis and lived a life of constant hiding and fleeing.

He didn't even dare to run away with his fiancée, with whom he was engaged, and lived the rest of his days like a stray dog, just getting by.

The anger in his chest almost consumed Dai Mubai's reason.

But in the end, he held back, took a few deep breaths, and forced himself to fall asleep.

Hold on, Dai Mubai.

There is hope as long as we live. Only by enduring this period can we have a chance to return to the Star Luo Royal Family and rescue Zhu Zhuqing.

Just as Dai Mubai was struggling to suppress his inner anxiety and pain, tossing and turning in bed, unable to sleep.

A beam of light slowly enveloped and devoured him.

His soul and consciousness were transported to the [Forest Realm], while his physical body in reality fell into a deep sleep, imprinted with his [Anger] mark.

On a country road in the Kingdom of Barak, in the Heavenly Dou Empire.

Flanders drove the carriage, watching the boy behind him stuffing buns into his mouth, a helpless expression on his face.

"Little Fatty, although I know that you need to keep eating to suppress yourself because of your martial soul (this is based on the comic book character setting), this has gone beyond the extent that you need to suppress your martial soul. You're just a glutton."

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Just after helping Ma Hongjun acquire his second spirit ring, the kid said his spirit was about to go berserk and begged Flander to buy him steamed buns to suppress it.

Flander thought that three catties of steamed buns would be enough for a ten-year-old boy, but who would have thought that Ma Hongjun would eat all three catties of steamed buns, two catties of sesame cakes, and a large bowl of wontons, and even complain that he was not full and needed more food to suppress his martial soul.

Looking at his round belly, Ma Hongjun chuckled and scratched the back of his head.

"Dean, as you know, I just finished absorbing my second spirit ring and I need to replenish my nutrients. This little bit of food is really not enough to fill my stomach. It's not that I'm greedy, it's purely for cultivation."

After he finished speaking, the Evil Fire Phoenix Martial Soul and two Soul Rings appeared behind him, radiating a blazing heat of soul power.

"Alright, alright, you've got a good appetite, kid. Bear with it for now, I'll buy you a few more pounds of steamed buns when we get to the city."

Flander ultimately loved Ma Hongjun, and with a helpless sigh, he cracked his whip.

"Hehe, I knew the dean was the best, haha—I'm a little sleepy though I haven't eaten enough. Dean, wake me up when it's time to eat."

Having eaten half a full meal, Ma Hongjun felt a wave of drowsiness wash over him. His eyelids drooped, and he leaned against the back seat of the bumpy carriage, about to fall asleep.

What he didn't notice was...

A beam of light, appearing from nowhere, quietly enveloped his body, transferring his soul and consciousness to another place, the [Dragon Realm].

On the back of Ma Hongjun's hand, a mark of "Gluttony" quietly appeared.

Heavenly Dou Empire, Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

"Little princess, little witch, today is your tenth birthday, make a wish."

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"If it's something you want, even the stars in the sky, your father, your grandpa Bone, and your grandpa Sword would be willing to pluck them down for you."

In a magnificent mansion, Ning Fengzhi, Bone Douluo, Sword Douluo, and a group of other powerful figures surrounded the ten-year-old princess Ning Rongrong, looking at the huge cake several stories high in front of them, and said with smiles on their faces.

As the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, Ning Rongrong is usually a bit quirky and mischievous, but she is also very good at being affectionate, allowing these old men, whose combined age is several hundred years, to experience the long-lost joy of family life.

"I wish that in the future I could find a husband who is as handsome and rich as my father, as gentle and doting as Grandpa Bone, and as powerful and dashing as Grandpa Sword!"

Looking at the huge cake in front of her, Ning Rongrong clasped her hands together and made a wish very seriously.

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however.

The three people beside Ning Rongrong exchanged glances and gave each other wry smiles after hearing Ning Rongrong's wish.

Looking for a man with Ning Fengzhi's wealth, Bone Douluo's personality, and Sword Douluo's strength?

Becoming the Pope of the Spirit Hall would be much easier than this requirement.

As the wealthiest person on the entire continent, Ning Fengzhi's wealth even surpasses that of the national treasuries of Heaven Dou and Star Luo. Even the Pope of the Spirit Hall cannot compare to Ning Fengzhi in terms of wealth.

Sword Douluo Chen Xin's strength goes without saying. He is a level 97 peak Attack-type Douluo. Even in the Spirit Hall, where there are many powerful people, he can be considered one of the top combat forces. The Pope treats him with respect.

As for Bone Douluo's personality, that's actually the easiest thing to achieve. But to make a man who meets the first two conditions completely obedient to Ning Rongrong is harder than becoming a god.

It's fair to say that Ning Rongrong's wish was even more difficult than plucking the moon from the sky. At least after becoming a god, she might still have the power to pluck the moon, but getting a level 97 titled tycoon to be Ning Rongrong's lapdog is simply impossible.

"Tch, I knew it wouldn't work, I was just kidding."

"You guys eat first, I'll go to my room and rest for a bit."

Seeing the expressions on the faces of the elders around her, Ning Rongrong immediately made a face and ran towards her room.

Back in her room, looking at her pure and lovely face in the mirror, Ning Rongrong said with a resentful expression.

"Hmph, one day I'll find a husband who meets all my criteria and surprise you all."

Splash!

Unbeknownst to her, an invisible light enveloped Ning Rongrong, enveloping her completely.

Its soul and consciousness were transferred to a very beautiful new world, the [World of Grass].

And a new mark, "Greed," appeared on the back of her hand.

The Star Luo Empire, the Zhu Family Mansion.

Zhu Zhuqing's figure flashed and moved around the training field. After hitting more than ten targets in a row and achieving a perfect score, she slowly stopped and wiped the sweat from her forehead.

however.

Seeing that her performance lagged behind her older sister and her incredibly talented fiancé—

Zhu Zhuqing clenched her fists tightly, her nails digging into her flesh.

not enough.

not enough.

Zhu Zhuqing bit her lower lip tightly, looking at her arms that had begun to tremble and weaken due to overtraining, and a deep sense of despair arose in her heart.

Born into the Zhu family, which had been linked to the royal family through generations of marriage, she was instilled with the idea of ​​"survival of the fittest" from a young age. From the day she was born, she was working hard to become a person worthy of the status of a concubine of the Dai family.

But the result?

Her martial soul was merely the Netherworld Cat, a family heirloom, and had not undergone any special mutation. Compared to her fiancé Dai Mubai's top-tier beast martial soul, the Evil-Eyed White Tiger, it was a level weaker.

Her innate soul power was also average. Although she would be considered a genius in other small places, she was only considered average in the Star Luo noble circle. She had to put in twice the effort to catch up with her sister.

In the original work, Zhu Zhuqing's talent was indeed the lowest among the Seven Devils. Even the Sea God only gave her "Black Level Five Trials", making her the worst among the Seven Devils.

"Why was I born so weak? Why does my fiancé, who clearly has such great talent, squander it so recklessly?"

This thought had crossed Zhu Zhuqing's mind more than once.

If Dai Mubai's anger stems from his resentment at being suppressed by his elder brother and unable to rise to prominence simply because he lacked sufficient training time, then...

Zhu Zhuqing's pain lies in the fact that no matter how hard she tries, she cannot catch up with her older sister, her fiancé, or the monstrous geniuses around her. She is stuck in a limbo, powerless to change her own destiny.

In an instant.

A beam of light enveloped Zhu Zhuqing's body, sending her soul and consciousness to the "Realm of Evil".

On the back of her hand, there was also a soul mark called "Jealousy".

Nottingham City, Nottingham College.

Tang San stared blankly at Xiao Wu, who was fast asleep in his arms.

He never imagined that, having lived two lives and never really experienced family affection, he would recognize a ten-year-old girl as his "little sister" after just a few months of getting to know her.

He was probably just too lonely.

Tang San gave a self-deprecating laugh, gazing at the bright moon outside the window, his thoughts racing.

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Perhaps because he was an orphan in his previous life, or perhaps because his father Tang Hao was too irresponsible towards him in this life, Tang San has had a strong sense of insecurity ever since he transmigrated to this world.

This insecurity drives him to want to control himself, the people around him, and everything he can control.

That's why he agreed with the path of a "control-type" Soul Master that Master Yu Xiaogang had arranged for him.

Because deep down, he himself also harbored a strong desire to control everything.

"elder brother."

Hearing Xiao Wu unconsciously call out his name in her sleep, a hint of tenderness flashed in Tang San's eyes. He stroked her soft hair with his right hand and gazed into the distance.

To protect him and Xiao Wu, he must "control" everything and nip any potential threats in the bud.

"call."

"So, it turns out that Tang Buddha's twisted, controlling personality started to develop from this time."

An invisible, mysterious voice echoed through the air, causing Tang San's pupils to shrink sharply, and his sleeve arrow flew out instinctively.

"Who?"

He looked in the direction from which the voice came, his eyes alert, his right hand wrapped with blue silver grass, ready to attack at any moment.

however.

That figure slowly transformed into a glowing form and appeared before Tang San, saying...

"Don't be hostile towards me. I know everything about you."

Lu Ping's clone appeared in front of Tang San, his expression calm. He didn't move his mouth, but used soul transmission to let Tang San hear his voice directly.

In an instant, a look of fear appeared on Tang San's face.

Soul communication—what a profound level that is!

Even the top masters of the Tang Clan in their previous life, who had mastered the Three Flowers Gathering at the Top, would find it difficult to achieve this level.

Just what level of existence is this man before us?!

"To be honest, I didn't originally plan to include you in the plan. I thought that with your two lifetimes, your soul was already mature and had no room for further development. But now it seems that you only appear mature and calm; in essence, you are still an infant."

Lu Ping spoke calmly to Tang San, his words devoid of joy or sorrow, revealing no emotion he felt towards him.

that's the truth.

Originally, Lu Ping only intended to bring children and teenagers under the age of eighteen from the original work into the "new world" because this age group has the strongest plasticity and the potential to unleash powerful emotional forces.

Tang San, who was already a young man in his previous life, was obviously not within Lu Ping's considerations. It had nothing to do with whether he liked Tang San or not; it was simply because they were not suitable for each other.

However, after reading Tang San's memories and soul, Lu Ping realized that he was different.

Tang San's memories from his past life were almost entirely about cultivation and crafting hidden weapons; he had virtually no social interactions and didn't know a single person in either the outer or inner sect.

In this life, Tang San also behaves like a child who lacks love. Before his body has fully developed, he cooks for Tang Hao every day without complaint. When he gets a little bit of affection, he acts like a drowning person, desperately trying to please him.

This appearance stands in stark contrast to the later Tang Buddha, who was extremely controlling and prone to threatening suicide.

It turns out that Tang San's mentality was never truly mature from beginning to end. His combined psychological age across both lifetimes was no more than eighteen years old. That's why he was willing to die for a girl who was not related to him (who was actually 100,000 years old). He was so starved for love.

"What exactly do you mean?"

Hearing Lu Ping's words, which were neither a compliment nor an insult, Tang San frowned and asked in a deep voice.

"To put it simply, I want to make a deal with you. Of course, it's fine if you refuse."

Lu Ping shrugged and said casually.

Because of his two lifetimes and his cultivation of the Purple Demon Eye, Tang San's mental strength was much higher than that of ordinary children. He couldn't just pull the other party directly into the new world; he had to get him to voluntarily separate a fragment of his soul first.

From a training perspective, Tang San is indeed quite suitable. He possesses both "arrogance" and "desire" within him, and has good potential for growth.

On the one hand, he was extremely starved for love and longed to receive love from others, as well as to make others feel his love. This desire for love was so strong that it was exactly what he was called to.

On the other hand, he also has a strong sense of insecurity, a desire to control everything, and an arrogance that is above all else. This arrogance is strong enough to carry out his plans.

but.

The Douluo Continent is so vast, it doesn't really need another seed like Tang San. Others, such as Feng Xiaotian and Ye Lengling, may also possess powerful emotional forces, and these might not be negative emotions like those of the Seven Devils, but rather positive emotional forces.

Therefore, he gave the choice to Tang San, and let Tang San decide his fate.

"How do we trade?"

After hesitating and thinking for several minutes, Tang San gritted his teeth and couldn't refuse Lu Ping's invitation.

There was nothing he could do; the level he displayed was so high. "Soul Transmission" was a technique far superior to "Secret Transmission," allowing one's spiritual power to materialize and directly penetrate the depths of the other's consciousness. This level far surpassed that of some so-called Master Yu Xiaogang.

"Your soul, enter my new world, struggle and fight."

"And I will grant you the ability to continuously grow stronger, giving you the possibility of controlling everything."

"Shall we go with this deal?"

"I'll do it."

At this point, Tang San's expression calmed down. He gently picked up Xiao Wu and asked.

"However, my only request is that you bring her along, is that alright?"

"random."

Lu Ping shrugged. Xiao Wu's true form was a soul beast, and she was originally part of the plan to be sent to the new world.

Now, we've simply done what needed to be done ahead of schedule, and there's been no loss whatsoever.

"Fine, I'm willing to become your pawn, to struggle and fight, as long as I can—become stronger—"

Tang San clenched his fist, his gaze towards Lu Ping flashing with a complex light.

Lu Ping smiled and looked at him, his mind working automatically, reading all of his thoughts in a second.

Yo.

Tang Buddha's thoughts were quite complex.

One moment he's thinking about repaying a debt of gratitude, the next he's contemplating suicide, then he's thinking about how to secretly accumulate power, and then he's thinking about how to protect Xiao Wu and grow stronger together.

This complex and multifaceted personality is consistent with his character design. In fact, Tang San in the first installment of the Douluo Continent series was not as dark and twisted as he was in the later installments; his personality was still in a stage where it could be molded.

Whether you become a grateful Tang San or a Tang San who seeks death depends on your own destiny.

A subtle sense of anticipation arose in Lu Ping's heart.

Just in case, I mean just in case.

Wouldn't it be very fulfilling if I could cultivate a truly "upright and honorable Tang God King"?

As the World Tree, possessing the power of effortless transformation, and a righteous Holy Spirit, what could be more interesting than turning the "ghosts" of the old world into "humans"?

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