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Chapter 5 - Chapter 5 The Selection of the Celestial Curtain: Zhao Wuji and Yue Guan

Chapter 5 The Selection of the Celestial Curtain: Zhao Wuji and Yue Guan

Su Ling withdrew her divine sense and stopped paying attention.

The "paramecium's" actions didn't even give him the right to feel offended.

Just like humans don't care about the ants "charging" at the soles of their shoes.

but...

"Live broadcast across the entire continent? Selecting people to come and plunder for survival?"

Su Ling's mind stirred slightly, and she roughly understood the operating mode of that small world's will.

It is too weak to truly seize anything, so it uses a method similar to "poison" to select some carriers to try to parasitize and steal.

...

Meanwhile, in the Douluo Continent.

After a whole night of fermentation, panic, speculation, and ecstasy... the emotions across the entire continent were like a fully drawn bowstring, stretched to the limit.

Finally, in the darkest hour before dawn, the golden words on the sky began to flow and recombine once more.

[Three slots available for time travel!]

[The first batch of transmigrators is being randomly selected...]

Across the continent, hundreds of millions of people held their breath!

Soto City, Shrek Academy's headquarters.

Everyone gathered in the courtyard, looking up at the sky.

Flander and Yu Xiaogang stood in front, while the Shrek Seven Devils stood behind.

Yu Xiaogang's heart was pounding, and his palms were sweaty.

He didn't sleep a wink last night, repeatedly organizing and memorizing his manuscript of the "Ten Core Competencies of Martial Soul," the culmination of his life's research.

They also prepared countless "introductory textbooks" on the basic training of Soul Masters, the classification of Martial Souls, and the matching of Soul Rings.

"Is it finally... going to begin?" he murmured to himself, his voice trembling slightly with excitement.

"The moment to prove my theory has arrived! In an uncivilized, primitive world, the natives probably don't even understand the most basic use of energy!"

"If you choose me, I, Yu Xiaogang, will use all my wisdom to educate the barbarians and spread the advanced Soul Master civilization!"

"Prove the correctness and greatness of my theory in front of all the people of the mainland!"

"Make all those who once looked down on me and mocked me grovel at my feet!"

Thinking of this, he seemed to see himself standing on the mountaintop in another world, revered by all people and worshipped by hundreds of millions of viewers of Douluo Continent.

His lips involuntarily parted into a grin, revealing his front teeth, which were somewhat yellowed from years of staying up late researching and neglecting their care, and he chuckled softly.

A smell, a mixture of old paper and some indescribable odor, wafted through the air with his breath.

Flander, standing next to him, frowned and subconsciously took a half step back.

Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun covered their mouths and noses, looking disgusted.

Tang San stood beside Xiao Wu, staring intently at the sky.

His heart was also unsettled.

If he is chosen and goes to that world, with his Tang Clan's unique skills, hidden weapon techniques, and Mysterious Heaven Art, he will surely rise to prominence quickly.

Xiao Wu nervously tugged at Tang San's arm.

Zhu Zhuqing stood with her arms crossed, a hint of longing deep within her cold eyes.

Become stronger, become stronger at all costs!

That world might offer a chance to break free from the shackles of fate.

Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun were discussing in hushed tones how they would become kings and lords over there, and how many treasures and beauties they would seize...

Just then, the images on the sky began to change rapidly!

Countless figures from the past and future of Douluo Continent flashed by like a revolving lantern!

There are scenes of farmers working in the fields, scenes of soul masters fighting, scenes of luxurious banquets for nobles, and scenes of struggle in the slums...

Everyone's hearts were in their throats!

[Ding! The first chosen one: Zhao Wuji (Level 76 Soul Saint), Vice Dean and Teacher of Shrek Academy]

The magnificent sound resounded throughout the heavens and earth.

"Teacher Zhao?!" The Shrek students exclaimed in unison, instinctively looking around.

In the courtyard, Flander, Yu Xiaogang, Liu Erlong, Dai Mubai, Tang San, Xiao Wu, Oscar, Ma Hongjun, Ning Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing... were all there.

The only missing character was Zhao Wuji, who was tall and had a loud voice.

"Where is Teacher Zhao?" Tang San frowned.

Flander looked slightly embarrassed, pushed up his crystal glasses, and coughed lightly.

"Ahem... well... Old Zhao... um, he said last night he was going to the city... to relax, but he hasn't come back yet."

"Relax?" Xiao Wu blinked, not understanding.

Ma Hongjun immediately understood, his small eyes lit up, and he chuckled in a low voice.

"Teacher Zhao must have gone to the biggest 'Rose Garden' in Soto City!"

"Dean, did you set up the connection? Was there a discount?"

"Shut up, you fatso!" Flander blushed and glared at Ma Hongjun.

To keep Shrek Academy running, he did occasionally work as a pimp, introducing "cost-effective" venues to old bachelors like Zhao Wuji and Li Yusong, taking a cut of the commission to subsidize the academy's expenses.

It's never honorable for students to know about something like this.

Everyone instantly understood, and their expressions became somewhat strange.

At this moment, the entire Douluo Continent was stirred up by this name.

"Immovable King Zhao Wuji? Is that the guy who caused trouble all over the Soul Master world decades ago and was hunted down by the Spirit Hall?"

"A level 76 Soul Saint? His strength is not weak."

"Hmph, this kind of immoral brute was actually the first one chosen by the gods? Really..."

Shh! Watch your words! This is a selection by the gods!

Envy, jealousy, disdain, and感慨... all sorts of emotions surged in the hearts of countless Soul Masters and ordinary people.

Wuhun City, the square in front of the Papal Palace.

Upon hearing the name "Zhao Wuji," Bibi Dong's brows furrowed almost imperceptibly.

She had no liking for this rogue Soul Saint who had offended the Spirit Hall's authority.

Qian Daoliu remained calm. In his eyes, a Soul Saint was no different from an ant. What mattered was the "spot" itself.

Standing among the Priests and elders, Yue Guan felt a mixture of relief and regret.

Fortunately, I wasn't chosen; going to that unknown world is risky after all.

Unfortunately, they missed an opportunity to potentially achieve great merit and gain divine favor.

However, his relief lasted for less than three seconds.

On the sky, the golden words coalesced once more.

[Ding! The second chosen one: Elder of the Spirit Hall, Level 95 Title Douluo, Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan!]

boom!

Like a thunderclap from a clear sky, the entire Wuhun City square exploded instantly!

Countless gazes, filled with a variety of complex emotions, focused on the figure clad in a brilliant golden chrysanthemum armor, with a face that was both delicate and alluring!

Yue Guan was struck dumb, frozen in place, his face turning deathly pale in an instant.

It's selected...it really is selected?!

Go to that barbaric world... and stay for three years? Plunder its resources? And you might even be wiped out?!

Yue Guan felt a chill run from the soles of her feet straight to the top of her head, and her legs felt weak.

"Elder Yue Guan." Qian Daoliu's authoritative voice rang out, startling Yue Guan out of his daze.

Qian Daoliu stepped out from the crowd and arrived in front of Yueguan.

[end of the chapter]

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