Su Chen’s home was very ordinary, not much different from the houses of other villagers in the village.
After returning home, Su Chen lay under the eaves to cool off, while the other children got busy.
Some were lighting fires, others were chopping vegetables.
Children of poor families grow up early and can all do some work; that very ambitious girl hadn’t been boasting either.
From how deftly she cleaned that fish, one could tell her skills wouldn’t be too bad.
Su Chen narrowed his eyes comfortably, his right hand stroking the small, teardrop-shaped pendant on his chest.
This pendant was left behind by his late parents; he didn’t know if it was an heirloom or bought in the city.
Su Chen thought the design was nice, and it felt as warm and smooth as jade to the touch, so he had always worn it.
Suddenly, the pendant on his chest glowed faintly.
“Child, you are the hope that will change everything.”
A majestic voice suddenly echoed in Su Chen’s mind, making him bolt upright.
Goodness, was there a ghost in broad daylight?
Fortunately, Su Chen’s understanding wasn’t really that of a six-year-old child, and he quickly looked down at the pendant on his chest.
“Sen…
Senior, are you inside the pendant?”
Whether it was human or ghost, calling it Senior wouldn’t be wrong, right?
That majestic voice sounded again:
“You can think of it that way.”
Su Chen took off the pendant and looked at it carefully.
It had been several years, and he hadn’t discovered anything special about this pendant, had he?
Besides, this was the Douluo Continent, not Battle Through the Heavens; how did an old man spawn in his pendant?
However, Su Chen was not happy about this.
Who knew if this guy speaking was a master like Yao Lao, or some old monster seeking Possession?
“Um, Senior, do you need something from me?”
“Your talent is very high and should not be wasted.
I can give you the best guidance and allow you to grow to a level you cannot imagine.”
“My talent?”
“That’s right.
Although twin spirits are rare, they cannot hide from my eyes.
A spear and a shield, and both are of high quality; your twin spirits are quite interesting.”
Su Chen fell silent for a moment.
He had never told anyone else about possessing twin spirits.
However, being identified as having twin spirits at a glance gave Su Chen a strange sense of déjà vu.
Could this unknown Senior be neither a master like Yao Lao nor an old monster seeking Possession, but just a “Master” like Yu Xiaogang?
In the Divine Realm, the God of Destruction’s eyes grew brighter and brighter.
“The nature of your two Spirits conflicts, which is why your Innate Soul Power hasn’t even reached level ten.
However, the conflict between the two is not absolute; they are in a state of mutual generation and restriction.”
“Otherwise, you wouldn’t even have level five Innate Soul Power; your Innate Soul Power would either be zero, or you wouldn’t have even had an Awakening.”
The God of Destruction was very puzzled.
A Spirit Master with this kind of talent should have had a significant chance of becoming a god; why was he not among those who became gods in the previous life of the Douluo Continent?
But thinking about how Tang San was on the Douluo Continent, nothing was surprising anymore.
It must be that Tang San had taken all the Opportunity and also brought along a bunch of cronies to become gods.
Perhaps this Su Chen had his Luck stolen, and either faded into obscurity or died prematurely.
“Damn Tang San.”
While the God of Destruction was “highly praising” Tang San, Su Chen asked the pendant:
“Senior, may I ask who you are?”
Since the “Senior” had instantly identified the characteristics of his twin spirits, Su Chen felt that this Senior would at least be better than Yu Xiaogang.
“My name is Destruction!
I am one of the five God Kings of the Divine Realm.”
The God of Destruction had no intention of hiding his identity at all and stated it directly.
Su Chen: …
Honestly, he suspected he had encountered a scam.
“I!
Qin Shi Huang!
Send money!”
Did the Douluo Continent have this kind of operation too?
But surely no one on the Douluo Continent would impersonate the God of Destruction, right?
After all, there weren’t many people on the Douluo Continent who knew that gods truly existed, let alone the God of Destruction.
If he had said he was the Angel God, more people might have heard of him.
“Um, Senior Destruction, since you are a god, why aren’t you staying in the Divine Realm instead of looking for a child like me who just finished his Awakening?”
Su Chen was skeptical about the God of Destruction’s identity.
He really couldn’t think of a reason why the God of Destruction would approach him—just because his talent was high?
“There will be a huge crisis in the Divine Realm in the future, and I need to borrow your strength.”
If nothing else, the God of Destruction’s habit of answering every question surprised Su Chen.
After all, regardless of whether what he said was true, at least he was willing to answer, rather than playing coy or simply not saying anything.
As for the Divine Realm crisis the God of Destruction mentioned, all Su Chen could think of was the spatial turbulence tens of thousands of years later.
But if this person was really the God of Destruction, how could he have foreseen a crisis tens of thousands of years in the future?
It was a bit unreasonable.
“Senior Destruction, you said it’s a crisis for the Divine Realm, but I’m not even a Spirit Master yet; how can I help you?”
“Therefore, I will train you to become strong quickly.”
The God of Destruction felt that time was running out.
For a god like him, several decades were equivalent to an instant.
If he did nothing, Tang San would become a god in the blink of an eye.
This time, before Su Chen could ask other questions, the God of Destruction said:
“I will now impart a meditation technique to you; contemplate it well to accelerate your Cultivate speed.”
As he spoke, a profound and mysterious fluctuation emanated from the pendant.
Su Chen felt his brain buzz, and he almost lost consciousness.
He didn’t know how long had passed—perhaps an instant, perhaps an eternity—but Su Chen “saw” a strange scene.
Two magnificent energies were intertwined, evolving into two completely different Laws.
Su Chen’s Realm was far from enough to comprehend this strange sight, but he had a vague feeling that these two energies represented Life and Destruction.
He didn’t know how much more time passed, but these two incessantly intertwined energies finally stabilized.
These two energies transformed into a towering giant tree and a mass of purple spherical liquid, respectively.
Afterward, Su Chen’s vision blurred, and when he opened his eyes, he was still in front of his own door.
“Su Chen, the meal is ready.”
The children’s calls came from inside the house.
“Su Chen…”
“Coming.”
Su Chen shook his head in a daze; everything that had just happened felt like a dream.
When he slowly stood up, he was astonished to find that his Soul Power had increased by one level.
“Senior Destruction, are you still there?”
Su Chen asked the pendant.
“First, use the meditation technique I imparted to you to Cultivate.
I am going to find you a suitable spear technique; besides Soul Power, your offensive means must also keep up.”
After saying this, the God of Destruction went offline.
There were quite a few gods in the Divine Realm who used spears.
During the Great Divine Realm War, a god with very unique spear techniques had fallen, and their Legacy seemed to still exist; he had to go find it.
Su Chen: …
Was it really not a hallucination?
Otherwise, how could a god who spoke so nicely, answered every question, took the initiative to impart skills, and planned for his future in advance, have come to him on their own?
If it were a trap, this bait was too tempting, right?
Besides, he didn’t have anything worth anyone coveting, did he?
“Big Brother Su Chen.”
“Coming, coming.”
Since things had come to this, he should eat first.