Douluo Continent: We agreed on a simulation, but they've come to life?

"I always said that you Shrek students are all short-sighted fools, frogs in a well, Young Master, just look at you..."

Many powerful figures from the Body Sect also laughed heartily, their eyes filled with mockery.

"Put aside past grievances" and "return it".

Indeed, only those thick-skinned, wall-like old fogies from Shrek Academy could say such a thing.

"I have only one purpose for this trip: to move this garden of immortal herbs," Lu Cheng said with a smile and a shake of his head.

"Impossible!" Xian Lin'er glared angrily.

“This is territory shared by Shrek Academy and Haotian Sect. It was left by our ancestor Tang San. Who do you think you are, daring to covet it?”

"Oh?" Lu Cheng raised an eyebrow with interest and smiled, "Is Tang San's name written here?"

"Don't try to be unreasonable. Tang San is the ancestor of Shrek Academy. Everyone on the continent knows that. There are statues of the Seven Devils in front of my academy. You came from Shrek Academy, so don't play dumb!" Xian Lin'er was furious.

"faint."

Lu Cheng ignored her and instead looked at the lake.

As a ripple appeared, a large crimson flower slowly rose from the water, gazing at Lu Cheng with a resentful look, "What are you doing?"

Who owns this place?

"I don't know!" Youyou said through gritted teeth.

"So it's unclaimed land." Lu Cheng smiled and shook his head.

"In that case, are you willing to come with me?"

"Where to?" Youyou was taken aback.

"Go to my sect, because the Yin-Yang Well of Ice and Fire is about to disappear, and you will be left unguarded here. Now everyone knows the secret of the poisonous fog, and the Seven Absolute Flowers of Azure Phosphorus cannot protect you. When I ascend to godhood, I will take you into the God Realm, how about that?"

Lu Cheng smiled. Although it was just empty promises, Youyou was instantly tempted. This guy was more than a hundred times stronger than the one who had become a god!

He said he would become a god, and she actually believed him.

The Fragrance of Eternal Life, a true symbol of carefree bliss, possesses an eternal lifespan and is fatally alluring to all the immortal herbs of this place.

"No! You can't go with him!" Tang Wutong couldn't hold back any longer and stood up angrily.

“You were all planted by my father himself. If my father hadn’t arranged this place, how could you have advanced to the level of 100,000 years of cultivation?”

“Hehe, the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well was a naturally formed object back then, and our earliest master was not Tang San…” Bajiao emerged from the water and spoke coldly.

Its temper is just as irritable as Jiao Jiao's, and its combat power is among the top of all immortal herbs, so it also has a high degree of influence.

"You, you all..." Tang Wutong bit her lip, glaring fiercely at the many immortal herbs.

They've all turned against us!

I should have known better than my father to have raised these ungrateful wretches.

Now he's actually speaking on behalf of an outsider.

She clenched her fists and coldly looked at Wang Dong'er, who was also sizing her up in the crowd opposite her. The two should be the same person, but now they were on opposing sides and were locked in a life-or-death struggle.

"Do you dare to fight me, you imposter?" Tang Wutong sneered, looking at Wang Dong'er with arrogance. Why could this guy win the favor of the Chosen One, while she couldn't even get a single immortal herb?

"..."

The scene suddenly fell silent.

Many powerful figures turned their attention to the two of them.

They were astonished to discover that the two looked exactly alike.

They look like twin sisters.

Both had long, light blue hair, but one's eyes were filled with ferocity, while the other's were filled with stubbornness.

"This is...your sister?" Xianlin'er was also stunned for a moment before she realized what was happening.

If they were the God King's siblings, then it wouldn't be their place to interfere in this matter.

It's a contest between the legitimate sons of the God King.

"No, just an imposter." Tang Wutong sneered, "I am my father's daughter. She... will be refined after she has been squeezed dry, and will be used as a stepping stone on my path to godhood, nothing more."

"Phew..." Xian Lin'er nodded, still somewhat doubtful.

In any case, this divine child contacted them directly through the Golden Ancient Tree, an authoritative and unquestionable connection, although... it was a bit unreliable.

"I don't care to be the daughter of a god-king." Wang Dong'er snorted lightly, her pretty face calm: "A fight is fine, but I don't fight without stakes. If I win, you can get lost, and we'll move the Immortal Herb Garden. If I lose..."

The beauty glanced hesitantly at Lu Cheng, who took her slender hand and gently massaged it.

Wang Dong'er instantly calmed down and looked proudly at Tang Wutong opposite her.

"Then do as you please!"

"it is good!"

Before Xuanzi and the others could agree, Tang Wutong, overwhelmed with anger, agreed first.

How dare a mere replica be compared to the real me?

“This…” Xuanzi hesitated, his brows furrowed.

But he couldn't think of a better solution.

After all, in terms of sheer combat strength, our side is clearly at a disadvantage. It's impossible to suppress the other side by relying on Shrek Academy's past brute force.

Since that's the case, we have no choice but to take a shortcut.

Moreover, despite all that, this person is, after all, the son of a god-king, possessing divine blood within him, and with an endless stream of trump cards. Defeating a mere continental "native" should not be a problem for him.

"Be careful..." Xian Lin'er whispered a few words of advice.

The two girls, seemingly cut from the same mold, stood facing each other in a small circle cleared by the crowd, their eyes sparking with tension.

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Chapter 208 Crushing Victory, Ice and Fire Dragon Pill

"Imitation, it's not too late to admit defeat now."

Tang Wutong spoke with sharp sarcasm, still carrying the arrogance and confidence of the divine realm. How dare a "copy" of her negotiate with her?

"..."

Wang Dong'er's pretty face remained calm. With a gentle clench of her delicate hand, a dark and ancient Haotian Hammer materialized in her palm. She lightly touched the ground with her toes, and as the pale blue butterfly wings on her back fluttered, her figure left an afterimage in mid-air. In the next instant, she was already in front of Tang Wutong.

With his back slightly arched, he mobilized all the muscles in his body and swung the weapon downwards without holding back.

A strong wind swept behind Tang Wutong, and at the same time, a huge black shadow completely enveloped Tang Wutong and the frozen arrogance on her face.

"Boom!!"

A loud roar followed.

A figure flew backwards. Tang Wutong, who had also summoned pale blue butterfly wings, still had a look of shock on her face as she looked at Wang Dong'er, who was slowly emerging from the dust and mist, with some fear.

The latter, carrying a massive Haotian Hammer, stared coldly at her.

"Impossible, how could this be..."

Tang Wutong's throat bobbed. She couldn't believe it. Why was it that even she couldn't see through Wang Dong'er's fighting strength when they were the same age?

Even if I've lost the magic herb, I shouldn't be in such a sorry state!

Wait, she swallowed the magic herb!

Tang Wutong's pupils suddenly contracted as she looked at Lu Cheng, who was standing with his hands behind his back in the distance. That little beast had actually shared a portion of the immortal herb with her!

"This is not fair!" Tang Wutong roared, breaking down in anger.

"She consumed the immortal herb; this battle is completely unfair! If you're so capable, let me, the princess, also consume the immortal herb and then we'll settle this once and for all!"

"There's no such thing as fairness or unfairness."

Wang Dong'er stared at her other "self" with a playful tone and a calm expression, "Even if I don't consume the immortal herb, you won't be my match."

As soon as she finished speaking, a Soul Saint aura suddenly surged up, causing Tang Wutong's expression to change drastically, and leaving many Shrek Academy executives in disbelief.

They knew Wang Dong'er very well. When she entered the academy, her talent was worrisome. At the age of eleven, she had only just entered the Great Soul Master realm, around level twenty-one. That's why they dared to let Tang Wutong go on stage.

But who would have thought that only a few years would pass.

Wang Dong'er has now reached the Soul Saint realm! A world apart from what she once was.

"Impossible, you..."

"Tang Wutong, I have never slacked off for a moment over the years. I have devoted all my efforts to cultivation, solidifying my foundation, stabilizing my base, consuming immortal herbs, and constantly honing myself."

"This is what I deserve."

"but you……"

Wang Dong'er looked down at Tang Wutong indifferently, a mocking smile playing on her red lips: "Is she still dreaming of devouring me and inheriting everything I have while she's in her gentle embrace?"

"You say I'm a copy, then I'd like to ask, are the experiences mine, the friendships mine, even the love... all mine?"

"You want to take everything from me so easily, to inherit everything from me? What are you then? A parasite?"

"..."

The scene suddenly fell silent.

Tang Wutong was panting heavily, her face pale and her expression unpredictable.

Lu Cheng smiled faintly.

As the daughter of a god-king, her talent is indeed not weak. She was indeed lazy before, otherwise she should not have only been at level 21 when she entered school at the age of eleven. She should at least be on par with Ning Tian.

Without the halo of being the daughter of a god-king, Wang Dong'er developed a sense of crisis and began to cultivate desperately to hone herself. In recent years, every time she returned, she was either in seclusion or cultivating, and they rarely met.

This time, it insisted on coming out, so it seems it's confident.

In other words, Wang Dong'er's talent is not necessarily weaker than his own; according to the simulator's talent calculation, it is at least 9.5 or higher.

Tang Wutong, on the other hand, was clearly completely bewildered.

He inherited Wang Dong'er's "laziness" and always slacked off during cultivation, taking the time to be lazy. His current status as a Soul King is the best proof of that.