“Man-Goat, you’re such a loser!” This was the last sentence Huo Yuhao left in the Man-Goat game room.
An orphan since childhood, the moment he opened his eyes and saw the familiar surroundings, he instantly understood that he had died from staying up late and transmigrated into the World of the Land of the End.
But just as he figured out what was going on and was about to listen to the Man-Goat’s game introduction—planning to honestly follow Brother as a lackey—his head was suddenly blown off by that bastard wearing a Man-Goat mask.
Now, he didn’t know what was happening, but he could feel his Soul being swept away by a giant blood-red bell, appearing to have arrived in a completely different World.
Meanwhile, a frail youth lying unconscious outside the Star Dou Great Forest was losing his life force; in his subconscious, only deep resentment and infinite malice toward fate remained.
[I hear the Echo of Destiny/Fate!!] The massive tolling of a bell resonated throughout the Star Dou Great Forest.
The voice, filled with an overwhelming sense of pressure and destiny, caused countless Spirit Beasts to tremble uncontrollably and prostrate themselves on the ground.
Beneath the Life Lake, the Silver—World-Shaking Wisdom—Dragon King suddenly jolted awake from her slumber.
On her body, nine-colored dragon scales shimmered with a mesmerizing and dangerous light.
Aside from the time Ten Thousand Years ago when the World changed and the gods ascended, this was the first time she had felt the emergence of an uncontrollable power of fate.
Her massive body, thousands of meters long, trembled as the pressure of the Soul Beast Co-Lord enveloped the entire Life Lake.
“Di Tian, investigate this for me!” “Yes, My Lord.” Elsewhere, a large white worm was doing its best to hide underground, fleeing toward the outskirts of the Star Dou Great Forest.
The Divine Realm.
A tall figure with aqua-blue hair was quietly monitoring the entire Douluo Star from the God Realm Central Hub.
Indeed, this person was [Pure and Noble—Sea God and Pseudo-Asura God—Temporary Administrator of the God Realm Central Hub—Selfless—Tang San].
Suddenly, a deafening bell toll echoed in his ears.
The power of fate instantly became chaotic.
That rising new star of Douluo was suddenly obscured by a mysterious force, preventing him from spying on it any longer.
“Who is it?
Who dares to ruin my great plan?
You have already found your way to death!” God King Tang, who claimed to never interfere with the Lower Realm yet was using the authority of the God Realm Central Hub to monitor Douluo Star, instantly flew into a rage.
A few days ago, he had noticed a new star rising on Douluo Star.
All his arrangements were in place, and he was just about to interfere.
But now fate had suddenly become blurred and shrouded in mist.
How was he to guide the Child of Fate of Douluo Star onto the ‘right path’ and successfully carry out his ten-thousand-year plan?
This concerned the revival of the Tang Sect and his ten-thousand-year plan.
His own daughter had already secretly split her Soul and been arranged to go to the Lower Realm, and he had even set up backhand measures with his parents.
How could he possibly accept this?
But before God King Tang could stabilize the chaotic power of fate in the God Realm Central Hub, the situation had already caught the attention of the God of Destruction, who was watching closely.
“Sea God, you actually dare to personally interfere with the development of the Lower Realm?” Tang San thought to himself that things were looking bad.
The God of Destruction was actually watching him.
At this moment, most of the gods in the Divine Realm also noticed the situation and hurried over from their respective residences.
Asura Sword Sheath—Not Yet Resurrected Lover—Xiao Wu also arrived at Tang San’s side with a look of worry.
The gods who had rushed over divided into two groups, standing beside the God of Destruction and Sea God Tang San respectively.
The God of Destruction was currently fuming with rage.
The God Realm Central Hub had always been managed in rotation by the Five Great God-Kings, but since Kindness and Evil didn’t care for such matters, they had temporarily handed over the management rights to Tang San.
But when he casually sensed this direction, he just happened to see the riot of fate’s power on Douluo Star under the God Realm Central Hub’s management, and he also just happened to see Tang San monitoring Douluo Star.
How could this be tolerated?
Tang San hurriedly explained: “Destruction, I am also investigating this matter.
It’s not what you think.” But the God of Destruction didn’t believe him at all and gave a cold snort.
“The evidence is conclusive, yet you’re still making excuses.
If everyone in the Divine Realm were like you, wouldn’t there be total chaos?” Asura Sword Sheath Xiao Wu wanted to explain for her Third Brother, but she was immediately silenced by the God of Destruction’s gaze.
The meaning was clear: What are you?
A plush toy has no right to speak here.
“Sea God, your selfishness is too great.
You are no longer fit to manage the God Realm Central Hub.
Today, with all the gods present, you have no defense.
Hand over the management rights of the God Realm Central Hub!” How could Tang San be willing to become meat on a chopping block?
With a quick turn of his mind, he thought of a countermeasure.
“Destruction, the God Realm Central Hub has always been managed in rotation by the Five Great God-Kings.
Now that Kindness and Evil are absent, you are targeting me so aggressively—could it be that you covet the authority of the God Realm Central Hub?” “Bullshit!” Destruction couldn’t believe this fellow was so shameless.
Just as the atmosphere became tense, the Goddess of Life stepped forward.
With a sigh, she walked to the God of Destruction’s side and gave Tang San a meaningful look.
“Enough.
The riot of fate’s power on Douluo Star under the Divine Realm’s management is not the fault of the Sea God alone.
The priority now is to sort out the power of fate and stabilize the God Realm Central Hub.” Destruction huffed and spat, also feeling a bit resentful toward Little Green.
Whose side are you on?
Why do you always speak up for this hypocritical Sea God?
Soon, the God Realm Central Hub stabilized under the sorting of the gods, but the fault of the ‘selfless’ Sea God privately monitoring the Lower Realm could not be denied.
Finally, through the Goddess of Life’s mediation and Tang San’s compromise, it was decided that Destruction and the Sea God would each appoint a representative to jointly manage the God Realm Central Hub.
Tang San chose his Mubai, the Second-Class God War God, while Destruction chose the First-Class God God of Ruin, Zhou Weiqing.
From this, one could see that although Tang San possessed the First-Class God position of Sea God and the God King position of Asura God, his foundation in the Divine Realm was far inferior to Destruction’s.
Before leaving, Destruction looked at Tang San with disdain.
“Sea God, you’d better not do anything stupid again.
I’ll be watching you!” Ning Rongrong, Ma Hongjun, and the other friends who had arrived also gave the gloomy-faced Tang San a deep look before turning to leave.
This time, the God of Destruction got the MVP, and Douluo Star was just a lucky winner!
Dai Mubai patted Tang San’s shoulder without saying a word, then entered the God Realm Central Hub with the God of Ruin, Zhou Weiqing.
Tang San let out a muffled groan, his pent-up frustration having no outlet.
He wanted to send one last notification to his parents on Douluo Star, but remembering the harsh words Destruction had left, he forced himself to endure.
Tang San’s hands, clasped behind his back, clenched until they creaked, his eyes turning blood-red.
He was very angry right now!
“San…Brother San” “Ah~” Star Dou Great Forest, Outskirts.
Huo Yuhao slowly opened his eyes.
Having absorbed the memories that flooded his mind like a tide, there was no confusion on his face, only relief and joy.
Coming from the Land of the End, a place of despair where even dogs wouldn’t stay, to the ‘simple and honest’ World of the Douluo Continent, and even replacing the ‘Child of Fate’ Huo Yuhao of the Douluo World who shared his name—what else could he say?
What can I say?
Standing up somewhat tiredly and feeling his aching body, Huo Yuhao smiled again.
“The end clock actually became my second Spirit?” Although he didn’t understand the reason behind it, he had heard that oppressive and fateful bell toll in his subconscious not long ago.
“I hear the Echo of Fate.” Huo Yuhao extended his right hand, and the blood-red bell that had become his second Spirit emerged.
It had no display screen or high-tech feel; its surface only bore strange runes, the images of the twelve zodiac animals, and the totems of the Four Sacred Beasts.
The body of the bell in Huo Yuhao’s hand shimmered with the cold beauty unique to metal.
The Echo belonging specifically to [Fate] was now inscribed upon the Spirit, the end clock.
Huo Yuhao had some vague suspicions.
But now was not the time for dazing; there would be plenty of time to verify things later.
That massive bell toll just now would inevitably be heard by the beings within the Star Dou Great Forest.
He needed to leave this place first and then make other plans.
Glancing at the dead Wind Baboon nearby and the ‘White Tiger Dagger’ on the ground, Huo Yuhao picked up the dagger, suppressed the urge to complain about its name, and dragged his tired body toward the depths.
His voice drifted back, small but exceptionally solemn.
“Huo Yuhao, don’t worry.
I will avenge you, whether it’s the White Tiger Dukes Mansion or your mother’s Soul.” As a web novel enthusiast, Huo Yuhao was very familiar with the Worlds of various web novels.
‘Tang Clan’s Back Garden’ pentalogy—or rather, the trilogy—was among the earliest works he had encountered.
He might not be able to recite the plot backward, but his memory of it was extremely deep.
Of course, it was limited to the first three parts.
As for the later Lan Xuanyu, or ‘Resurrect, My Love,’ and the inexplicable clashing with Bajie, he only treated them as a joke.
Now that he had replaced the Child of Fate who had the most opportunities and was most loved by Douluo Star, but who was also the most miserable in the Late Stage—a Puppet of fate manipulated for a lifetime by a certain ‘selfless’ and noble God King—he naturally knew exactly what he would have to face in the future.
Therefore, there was no reason for him to miss out on the two opportunities ahead that were crucial to his future rise.
He might have been a sidekick to Brother Xia because he had self-awareness and knew his ‘hardware’ couldn’t compare.
But now that he had come to the Douluo Continent, which was comparable to the ‘Industrial Revolution’ era, he naturally had to have some fun.
Now he was Huo Yuhao.
Manipulate his fate?
That biggest tumor restricting the development of the Douluo Continent didn’t have the right.
As for future developments, Huo Yuhao could only say he felt nothing for Shrek Academy.
After all, thinking about the ‘running laps on the playground,’ ‘fighting for food in the cafeteria,’ ‘hundred people sharing a toilet,’ and ‘Universe Inquiry of Love’—those terms and outrageous operations really made him shiver.
Compared to that academy that only made empty promises, claimed to be the Incarnation of justice, and had neutrality standards like a certain ‘permanently neutral country,’ he had far too many choices.
Was the Body Sect’s foundation in researching Body Souls not deep enough or they weren’t protective enough?
Or was the Sun Moon Empire’s Soul Tool Technology not appealing enough, or its financial power not staggering enough?
Only fools make choices; the current Huo Yuhao naturally wanted it all.
He wouldn’t consider which power to join for now.
The Body Sect had always been mysterious and hard to find, while the Sun Moon Empire required further planning.
After Huo Yuhao left, two young people appearing to be fifteen or sixteen years old appeared beside the corpse of the near-God-slayer—the most powerful ten-year Spirit Beast—the Wind Baboon.
The boy wore purple martial attire and had short blue hair, while the girl wore a pink dress with her hair in a ponytail, looking lively and cute.
They were the teacher-student romance ‘cosplayers,’ the only remaining descendants of the Tang Sect, Tang Ya and Bei Bei, who possessed extraordinary talent yet were obsessed with pursuing true love.