Douluo: Unbeatable from Capturing a Goddess

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The young man's body shook, and a tall and straight figure appeared behind him, radiating fiery red light that glowed like flames. Even with the temperature restrained, the solid ground nearby showed signs of melting. The figure entwined with flames had a valiant face and the bearing of a hero.

"You've broken through again?"

Cao Xiong was somewhat shocked, secretly thinking of him as a freak.

Hanging out with a bunch of young wives every day, and yet his cultivation level keeps climbing, it's absurd!

The young man reined in his aura and laughed heartily, "Grandpa, didn't you name me 'Cao Potian'? If I can pierce the heavens, how could I let a few women hold me back? Life is a journey, every place is a chance for cultivation. Passing through a sea of flowers without a single leaf sticking to my clothes."

"I think you're more the type to mistakenly kill a thousand rather than let a single young wife escape," Cao Xiong said bitterly.

Cao Potian shook his head.

"Grandpa, you're talking nonsense, I didn't," he said.

He flashed a wicked smile, leaned in close, and whispered, "Grandpa, you're not getting angry because you're jealous of me, right? Jealous that I've taken all the resources from within ten miles around did you."

"Scram!" Cao Xiong blew his beard and stared with wide eyes.

"Heh, got you riled up, totally riled up!!!" Cao Potian chuckled mischievously, "Grandpa, your practice of cultivating your mind is still not up to par."

"Enough, I don't have time to mess around with you," Cao Xiong said. "What you do is your business, but I trust you to know your limits. I just have one request, don't lose to Luo Tiance's grandson!!"

"That's challenging," Cao Potian frowned. "That guy has been appointed as God's Child, and I've always been unconvinced. But after watching his awakening video today, I feel it's a bit too much."

Cao Xiong raised an eyebrow, "You spend all day messing with women in your room, and you still care about that?"

"They do their thing, and I enjoy myself. Can't I also check my phone?" Cao Potian replied with contempt.

"That kid's awakening footage is fake, his true talent can't possibly be that terrifying. I won't get into details, as long as you don't spread the word," Cao Xiong said. "Your current strength should allow you to easily crush that Luo Yu. Your real rivals are the Xiang Family Overlord, the Young Martial God of the Zhao Family, and that little rogue from the Zhu Family..."

"The awakening footage is fake?" Cao Potian's eyebrows knitted together. "I think that scene looked pretty real, it really couldn't get any realer."

"See, you don't understand," Cao Xiong chuckled. "There's a secret in there, and your grandpa is a participant. I can assure you that kid's talent is nowhere near as strong as it appears, but don't tell anyone else, okay?"

"So that's how it is," Cao Potian realized, clenching his fist. "Dammit, you scared the hell out of me. So it's fake, then I'm confident I can thrash him."

"If there's nothing else, I'm going back to my training," he said.

Cao Xiong watched his grandson leave, thinking the lad had come to his senses after a day of frolic and would now get serious about training. Little did he expect that soon after, the sound of women's laughter would again spill from the room, with complete disregard for the old man standing outside.

In the gardens of the Zhao Residence in Da Chuan Province.

"Boom—"

A sonic boom resounded.

The shiny silver long spear under the sunlight was dazzlingly bright, stabbing forward like a mirage, resembling a silver dragon coiling and swirling, accompanied by the phantom of a hundred birds, an extraordinary sight.

Wielding the long spear was a handsome and valiant young man, clad in silver armor, with a focused gaze on each move and stance.

"Roar—"

A spear's cry that resembled the roar of a dragon reverberated as the valiant young man retrieved his spear and stood upright.

"Clap clap clap—"

Applause came from the side as the head of the Zhao Family, Zhao Yingtian, stepped forward, his eyes filled with satisfaction and admiration.

"Yunliu, your Hundred Birds Toward the Phoenix Spear Technique seems to have reached a state of perfection, conjuring a flock of phantom birds with just your physical body," he said.

"Paired with the White Dragon Roaring Spear, unearthed from ancient ruins, it's a perfect match," Zhao Yingtian added.

Zhao Yunliu, a third-generation descendent of the Zhao Family.

At his young age, he awakened the Zhao Family's legendary Ancient Spirit, dominating the younger generation across Da Chuan Province and hailed as the Young Martial God of the Zhao Family.

The valiant young man laughed heartily,

"Grandpa, what wind has brought you, such a busy man, over here?" he asked.

"What, can't I, your grandfather, come to see you?" Zhao Yingtian said with a feigned sternness, although his eyes were filled with nothing but admiration. "With a scion of heaven like you in this generation of the Zhao Family, I could die and rest peacefully."

"Today you watch over Yunliu, tomorrow Yunliu will watch over you; no need to talk about resting in peace," replied the valiant young man as he vibrated his wrist, making the spear shaft tremble as if a white dragon was ready to ascend.

"Good, very good. With your words, I'm content," Zhao Yingtian said. "I'm here to tell you, don't be discouraged by the awakening spectacle of that Luo Family boy; it's fake. He'll never be a match for you. The only one who could prevent you from becoming the top in the world is that Little Cao Zei..."

Zhao Yunliu shook his head.

"Grandpa!"

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"There's no need to tell me this, grandfather. I don't care about being the first in the world, nor do I care about such empty fame. In this life, I am only devoted to the Way of the Spear. All opponents are but pebbles for sharpening my Spear Technique,"

Zhao Yingtian shook his head.

The Young Martial God misspoke, he should be called Martial Fool!

Meanwhile, within the Xiang Family estate, a burly youth with bulging muscles lifted a giant bronze cauldron with one arm, and on top of that, stacked two other cauldrons of equal size. Astonishingly, beneath the youth's brows were a pair of heavy pupils, flickering with a fierce light.

"Born with heavy pupils and Divine Power in his body, my grandson's bravery is unmatched in history," the Patriarch of the Xiang Family sighed with emotion.

"No, it's still not enough, too light!" The youth was still unsatisfied, "Add three more cauldrons."

Immediately, the Patriarch of the Xiang Family activated his Spiritual Power, lifting three Great Cauldrons from the ground and stacking them on top.

"Boom—"

The ground collapsed, and the youth with heavy pupils sunk slightly, a look of impatience on his face.

"Forget it, it's boring."

All six Great Cauldrons were casually tossed aside, and the vast Xiang Family estate shook as if thunder had struck, the ground quivering incessantly.

All the servants were not frightened, taking it as routine by now, knowing that their Young Master must be practicing again.

"Kunlun, in another year, the national competition will take place. Do you have the confidence to take the top spot?" inquired the Xiang Family Head in a soft voice.

Xiang Kunlun shook his head.

"There's no need for you to ask me that, grandfather."

"I am invincible, the rest is trivial."

"Did you watch that Luo kid's awakening?" asked the Head of the Xiang Family.

"Such an opponent is somewhat interesting," Xiang Kunlun's fighting spirit surged, "What fun is there in battling mortals? To fight, one must shatter the gods."

"Are you not apprehensive?"

"Apprehensive?" Xiang Kunlun laughed arrogantly, his face then took on a solemn expression, "Grandfather, you must understand, I am the heir to the Ba Wang."

"No matter who he is, anyone who cannot kill me will eventually be conquered, surpassed, and ultimately kneel at my feet."

In the Qin Family, at this time, a young man with silver hair and an aura of murderous intent held a blood-dripping longsword, like a bloodthirsty madman.

In the Liu Family, the legendary Holy Son of the Liu Family, Liu Sheng Tan.

Born with a celestial countenance, behind him now stood a shadow of a man with long arms, large round ears, and an honest temperament, which somehow also subtly radiated imperial majesty.

But the horror did not stop there.

Behind this large-eared man's shadow, seven other mysterious shadows successively emerged.

This meant that the Holy Son of the Liu Family, in truth, had a total of eight Ancient Spirits, far beyond what the public knew.

Liu Shengji gazed into the sky and murmured softly,

"Elder Luo, your grandson's awakening is a fake, but mine is the real deal."

"When my grandson reveals his true talent, the world will be silenced by it."

"This era belongs to my grandson, Liu Sheng Tan."

At the same time, in the Zhu Family, a young man dressed in ragged beggar's clothes and holding a broken bowl, sat on the dome of a building, gazing blankly at the sky, while Zhu Wushi patiently squatted beside him, silent.

Outside the realm, in a dark council hall.

"Shua shua shua!"

One after another, virtual images appeared, each one's features blurred but exuding the presence of a higher authority.

They were the leaders of various foreign forces.

Gathered together due to one matter, they convened a meeting.

Various foreign languages completely different from one another were translated into understandable languages by an intelligent system.

"Yabba, that kid from Great Xia, we must join hands to take him down, otherwise the consequences are unimaginable," a voice with a strange tone spoke up first.

"Yes, this child must not be left alive..."