Star Dou Forest Core Region, within the cavern beneath the lake.
Yang Yunhai sat cross-legged upon a stone bed, both palms pressed against the Silver Dragon King's back. Purple radiance swirled around her body, forcing out threads of black, crimson, and various twisted auras. Her flawless face was contorted with pain, cold sweat beading densely before trickling down her chin.
So many foreign divine powers had remained hidden within her, eroding her body for countless years. The fact that the Silver Dragon King had managed to endure this long was nothing short of remarkable. Still, Yang Yunhai couldn't help but sigh inwardly: 'For someone with such indomitable will, how did she become nothing more than a love-struck fool in the sequel…'
With his inner vision, her graceful figure was fully revealed—though in truth, she was still a massive silver dragon.
Creation Power flowed through the Silver Dragon King's body, driving out the foreign divine powers one by one. Surging waves of life energy followed, repairing the corroded parts of her flesh.
Time slipped by. Hours later, Yang Yunhai finally opened his eyes, wiping his brow. Treating her wounds had proven exhausting; no matter how beautiful she appeared in human form, in reality, she was a giant dragon, and the number of places he had to mend was beyond counting.
"Thank you," the Silver Dragon King said softly, turning around with rare politeness.
"This is only right," Yang Yunhai smiled, rising to his feet before asking,
"Silver Dragon King, since you can control multiple elements, perhaps you too could attempt cultivating Creation Power as I have."
"It offers some reference, but cultivating it is nearly impossible," the Silver Dragon King shook her head.
"The Child of Nature is supported by the plane itself, capable of absorbing all elemental forces equally and maintaining them in perfect balance. That is something ordinary beings like us cannot achieve."
"To walk your path, fusing Creation Power through incremental steps, is beyond reach. For us, the only way is to master each element one by one, then forcibly draw upon heaven and earth, ensuring all elements are absorbed in equal measure at the same instant—and then fuse them. That requires both immense cultivation and flawless control of divine sense. My comprehension of the elements and my current cultivation fall far short of that."
"But your success proves the path exists. At the very least, it gives me hope."
'Sounds a lot like the difference between Heaven's Mandated Saints and those who prove the Dao through sheer force in those old cultivation tales. And that wisp of Primal Chaos Qi… its role is practically the same as the fabled Hongmeng Purple Qi,' Yang Yunhai mused inwardly.
Without that Primal Chaos Qi, he was certain his own fusion of the elements would have been far more difficult—perhaps even impossible.
In the original story, Tang San encountered Primal Chaos Qi within a space-time storm. 'Looks like I'll have to wander through one in the future too—maybe I can harvest some and share the benefits with everyone.'
With that thought, he nodded. "If I find the opportunity, I will seek more Primal Chaos Qi for you—to repay the grace of the past."
For once, the Silver Dragon King smiled. "Then I shall await that day."
Of course, she knew Primal Chaos Qi was unimaginably rare. But if Yang Yunhai truly managed it, she would not refuse.
Yang Yunhai nodded again, continuing, "Silver Dragon King, once the link between the Douluo Plane and the God Realm is severed, aside from awakening the dragon souls of the Water Dragon King and Fire Dragon King, I hope you can also search for traces of other fallen Beast Gods."
"As a dragon, your sensitivity to draconic auras far surpasses ours. You're the best candidate for this."
He knew well that Dragon Valley was a small world once connected to the Douluo Plane in the sequels. If he could find its entrance, then, once he reached God King, reviving the dragons within would add formidable reinforcements.
"Very well," the Silver Dragon King agreed without hesitation. To her, reviving her kin was also a great boon.
"Come, let's head out," Yang Yunhai said, standing and leaving the cavern with her.
Outside, Ye Lingling and Ning Rongrong were there as well, both taken in later to share in the cultivation benefits. As for those outside the lake, they were only his clones.
Without much conversation, everyone returned to their respective training.
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At Yunhai Academy.
"Dad," Yang Qingchuan said solemnly, "Aunt Ling and Aunt Rong have stayed true all these years, devoted only to you. I can't bear to see them so alone. I think you should marry them both. Sister and I definitely approve. They're beautiful, kind, and good to us. Don't tell me you've never been moved."
'Brat, don't stir up trouble. I'm only a clone!' The clone's face darkened, his tone stern: "You rascal, don't go matchmaking for me. If you've got time for this nonsense, you'd better hurry up and settle down yourself. I want to hold my grandchildren sooner rather than later!"
"Soon! Soon, I promise!" Yang Qingchuan said quickly before darting off. He soon found his sister, face full of solemnity. "Sis, Dad's nagging us about marriage again."
"I think we should divert his attention," Yang Xiyue replied calmly. "Make him too busy to think about us. For example…"
"For example… let Mom and Dad have another child?" Yang Xiyue cut in.
"Sis, you're a genius," Yang Qingchuan nodded seriously. "Aunt Ling and Aunt Rong took such good care of us when we were little. Now they're all alone. It really is pitiful."
"I agree," Yang Xiyue's eyes lit up.
——
Days later, the rumors spread like wildfire.
And during the New Year, when Yang Yunhai returned home—
"Aaah! Dad, spare me!"
Yang Qingchuan was strung up and given a beating.
"..."
——
The continent remained peaceful. The Soul Master world continued to produce the occasional amusing tale. Time slipped by swiftly once again.
Beneath the lake, within the sealed domain, four saplings three meters tall quietly grew. Three shone with blue-gold light, one with dark-gold.
Yang Yunhai had split seeds from the Golden Ancient Tree, infused them with a trace of his Ancient Life Tree bloodline, and nurtured them with Creation Power. These trees were meant to form new bodies for Yiner, Yin Hua, Lan Hao, and the Myriad Demon King, each perfectly attuned to their soul's nature.
"Enter," Yang Yunhai said softly.
"Mm." The four spirits nodded and stepped into the saplings.
Yang Yunhai raised his hand, infusing them with divine power, accelerating their growth and fusion.
Time passed. Light flared, and four new figures stepped forth.
"Thank you, Master," Yin Hua, Lan Hao, and the Myriad Demon King bowed in unison.
"This was only right," Yang Yunhai replied with a smile. His gaze swept the chamber—Tianmeng, the Deep Sea Demon Whale King, and the others had all regained flesh as well.
These four had been the last, as their circumstances were more unique. Yang Yunhai had molded them into pseudo–Children of Nature, similar to the Golden Ancient Tree itself. After years of growth, his Creation Divine Core had advanced greatly, and with the faith accumulated secretly from the Star Dou Forest—especially from plant-type soul beasts—his cultivation had risen to the peak of a 1st Class God.
Even so, his divine sense still could not cover the entire plane.
Thus, he needed these trees as anchor points, spreading like spiritual relay stations across the world. They would link with plants everywhere, connect back to him, and in the future, help him absorb heaven-and-earth elements and cosmic energy to accelerate his growth.
With the hundred-year deadline fast approaching, he needed every possible method to hasten his advance.
"Consolidate your new forms well," Yang Yunhai commanded. "When the time comes, you must move to your designated areas without delay."
"Yes," Yin Hua, Lan Hao, and the Myriad Demon King bowed deeply.
"Mm." Yiner nodded as well. Her station was the Sunset Forest, close by, while the others would be positioned in distant lands.
'The gap between a 1st Class God and a God King is like an abyss… Hopefully, this time I can succeed in one stroke,' Yang Yunhai thought solemnly.
Only by experiencing it himself did he truly grasp the chasm between the two realms. Without mobilizing the entire plane, breaking through within a short time was nearly impossible. No wonder the God Realm, despite its countless ages, held only five God Kings. No wonder Tang San in the original story could crush Qian Renxue and Bibi Dong so easily once he became a God King. The power of a God King and a 1st Class God simply weren't on the same level.
Everything was ready. Now, only cultivation remained—and waiting.
Without another word, Yang Yunhai turned and merged once more into the Golden Ancient Tree.
(End of Chapter)
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