Douluo: This time we will rewrite our destiny

"But... this is the core magic circle of the Death God Tower after all." Chi Qiu said hesitantly, "Although this is a rare learning opportunity, time is limited now. If we want to build a weapon that can deal with the rift, we can only build a second Death God Tower."

“Indeed, even I cannot absorb and digest this amazing knowledge in such a short time... However, I still have the ability to change only a small part of it.” Huo Yuhao nodded.

"What do you think?"

"Only the charging part is changed," he said. "The Death God Tower needs to collect vengeful spirits to charge. Looking at the structure of this core magic circle, the principle should be that each attack will consume the accumulated vengeful spirits, just like the blood-red beam she used when fighting with me and Senior Di Tian. To put it bluntly, she made a clever design, using the spiritual power generated by other people's lives and emotions to replace other charging needs, which also greatly increases the upper limit of the power that the Death God Tower can exert."

"However, judging from the situation in the Death Tower that day, I'm afraid she hasn't been able to maximize the use of this terrifying weapon. Maybe... no one killed her. We were right to evacuate the people in advance, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous."

“My idea is…” Huo Yuhao paused, “The original design uses life and emotions as fuel, and these two things happen to be what I am good at. As long as I slightly change the input pattern… I can adjust the nature of the charge and let it accept my power.”

"How can this be enough?" Chi Qiu shook his head in a rare expression of disapproval. "Even if I use the power of destiny to assist you, I'm afraid it's still far from the charging standard of the Death God Tower."

“Yeah…” Huo Yuhao touched his ear, “But there is always a way. Life attributes often need to seek resonance with the environment, and the power of emotions can only reach an unimaginable peak under specific circumstances. Sometimes I think that if emotions can be transformed into soul power, it is like an energy source that breaks through the laws of nature… If a person can have extreme emotions and transform them into power, the upper limit should be unpredictable. After all, it is difficult to say what human emotions are.”

"Do you have any ideas?"

“Yes, there is a little bit, but it’s quite extreme.” Huo Yuhao actually smiled mysteriously, as if to keep someone in suspense. “If I can find other methods, I will keep it to myself and not say it out loud. But when the time comes, I can do that.”

Chi Qiu was very alert: "Isn't this a way to hurt myself?"

“Keep it a secret, keep it a secret.” Huo Yuhao seemed to be sincere in trying to fool the whole thing, and immediately changed the subject. “But there should be a lot of ways. Senior Yin Shuang just mentioned during the communication that the citizens of Luoyue City have more tenacious souls than expected. Letting everyone recharge their energy with the emotion of saving the city is also a solution! In short, we shouldn’t end up in any extreme situation… We can’t stay here any longer, so let’s get ready to go and meet them.”

……

Wang Dong held her breath and looked at the figure wandering on the edge of the Mingdou Mountains in the distance. She had been waiting for a week and finally waited for the target to appear. She hid in the misty dew forest halfway up the Mingdou Mountains. A pair of butterfly wings wet by the mist obediently stuck to her. She wove a crown for herself and picked many pink flowers of the season to decorate it so that her dazzling hair color would not be too ostentatious.

The day she arrived at the border between Xingluo and Sun Moon, she was received by the border guards. They were deeply impressed by the enthusiastic, bright, tomboyish female spirit master who had shone so brightly in the competition, and treated her like a star from the beginning, but when Wang Dong showed the token representing Huo Yuhao's identity, they immediately changed their etiquette.

"Cancel all welcomes and pretend that I have never been here," she said to the tall general stationed at the border, "and from now on, lift the surveillance on that woman who looks like Orange."

"This……"

The general hesitated for a moment. Although he had the Imperial Master's token in his hand, Wang Dong looked like a girl of only 17 or 18 years old at most. Moreover, she was only a six-ringed Soul Emperor when the competition was held. Ju Zi's current cultivation level was more than six rings, which made him doubt the ability of the girl in front of him.

The reason was that he had been away from Mingdu for too long and knew very little about what had happened recently. He had not yet fully understood the power of the equal contract and was not accustomed to being directly commanded by a distant national master.

Wang Dong seemed to see his hesitation. She tapped her chest with the token:

"Leave everything to me. Don't worry, if the target loses control or loses sight of you, you won't be held responsible. I will take full responsibility."

After hearing this disclaimer, the general had no reason to hesitate. He immediately followed Wang Dong's instructions and issued an order to evacuate all the soldiers who were monitoring the woman.

That night, Wang Dong quietly sneaked to the last location of the surveillance team and observed the suspected woman. However, she looked like an ordinary farm woman living on the border, picking wild fruits and mushrooms during the day and washing and cooking at night. Her face was covered with coal dust, and her hair was scattered like dead grass, which looked like it had been bleached and dyed many times, and the original color could no longer be seen. She was wearing a cloth dress, carrying a bamboo basket, and wearing a pair of cloth shoes, but her height was exactly the same as the orange in Wang Dong's memory.

"Since you have decided to develop in this area," her one-on-one teacher Lu Xi, who was still in school, sat opposite her and asked her with a smile, "Let me ask you, as a professional who is qualified to carry out infiltration and assassination missions with clear goals, what are the necessary professional qualities?"

"Well, I think... a fast enough speed of action? Imperceptible stealth ability?" Wang Dong touched his chin, "Good enough self-disguise, and..."

"You've overlooked a crucial point, haven't you?"

"What is it?" Wang Dong asked in confusion, "Teacher, I don't want to guess anymore, just give me the answer."

At that time, Lu Xi smiled helplessly. Sometimes Wang Dong would suddenly lose her mind and not want to think, but overall she still liked this student very much. She said:

"That is to remember every subtle feature of the target, to ensure that you can always accurately find the opponent among the substitutes and disguises."

Before setting off, Wang Dong looked at many portraits and photos of Ju Zi. In addition to memorizing her features, he also conducted several field visits based on the locations in the images to confirm her relative height to the buildings in the images. Even Xu Tianran had not measured the data himself, but Wang Dong basically guessed it from these images.

Wang Dong had a pre-calculated height in her mind for cloth shoes, high heels or barefoot, so Juzi didn't deceive her on this point. Maybe Juzi didn't think that someone would indirectly measure her height after she escaped. In her eyes, even if Xu Tianran confessed everything in prison, he couldn't give out this information.

She could disguise everything else. For this, she gave up her smooth hair and repeatedly washed her hair with strong dyes. She gave up her smooth and moist skin and covered it with mud and coal dust. During her life in Mingdu, Xu Tianran gave her all the wealth and glory, but she still didn't forget why she came to him in the first place.

Now that her greatest support has fallen, Xu Tianling does not seem to be as radical a war advocate as his brother. All she has left is a hopeless and lonely road of revenge.

However, in the beginning, she was unable to immediately withdraw and prepare for revenge. Although Huo Yuhao and Xu Tianling did not have the intention to threaten her life, if she wanted, Xu Tianling still planned to let her stay in the Fire Phoenix Soul Mentor Group - after all, the soldiers were still happy to follow their original leaders.

However, this wish was also imposed on her. Obviously, Xu Tianling had to stabilize the domestic situation when he came to power, but she had no such wish at all. Apart from revenge on the White Tiger Duke, she had no interest in rebuilding the country.

However, just as she prepared many soul guides and prepared to secretly cross the Mingdou Mountains to fight Dai Hao to the death, the battle between the royal family and the Holy Spirit Church broke out again in Mingdu.

Such a drastic situation made the army at the border of Xingluo extremely alert and ready to enter combat at any time, making her attack hopeless again. After all, she was just a weak soul guide who relied on pills to reach the Soul Saint realm. Without soul guides, her combat ability could not be compared with that of a Soul Saint of the same realm, and she might not even be able to defeat a Soul Emperor who specialized in martial arts.

Therefore, she had to continue to swallow her anger and settle down in a border village, pretending to be a village girl, and went to Mingdou Mountain every day to pick flowers and plants, while quietly observing the border defense situation. She could only judge how to act based on this.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

After leaving Mingdu, she realized that the news in this world was so unsmooth. She had just heard about Huo Yuhao and the Equality Contract a few days ago, and she didn't understand it at all. She was not the most imaginative genius in Xuan Ziwen's laboratory in the past, but she worked hard and steadily, so Xuan Ziwen appreciated her very much, but he also expressed concern about her ability limit in soul mentoring. Xuan Ziwen had seen that she might not have the talent to be promoted to Soul Douluo even if she took medicine.

This time, after she left Mingdu, the current frontier of soul masters, she found that she didn't understand many things, and even felt left behind by the times. She overheard the army saying that Mingde Hall was considering popularizing communication soul guides in the army first; she heard that there was a new set of standards for evil soul masters based on the measurement of frontier soul guides, which could avoid many misjudgments and tragedies; she heard that Mingdu hung soul guide lights that provided unified energy throughout the city on the day of the Autumn Fire Festival, making this city, which had since escaped the shadow of the Holy Spirit Church, brightly lit that night.

She felt incomprehensible, and from this she developed a deep sense of loneliness that she had been left behind, as if her life had no purpose other than revenge. This made her anxious and she made mistakes, alerting the garrison to some dangerous soul guides she had hidden in her home. Soon, she began to feel that someone was watching her actions.

I can wait, she said, I can wait until they forget me. Anyway, it is unknown when Xu Tianling will attack Xingluo.

Therefore, Wang Dong observed that she always maintained her acting-like calmness. Although she felt that the surveillance disappeared after about a week, she guessed that her acting skills deceived their eyes, but she also felt that it might be a trick of the other party to play hard to get. She was surprisingly sensitive to these things, maybe she was born to lead troops to fight.

Another week passed, and her anxiety gradually overcame her calmness. When newspapers from the distant capital of Mingdu reached the village, newspaper vendors riding three-wheeled iron carts would pedal to the village entrance and shout, and villagers would go in groups of three or two, holding a few copper coins to exchange for newspapers. The living standard in this village was not bad, and everyone had such a need to read.

She took over a newspaper, which said that a conference was being promoted through the Equal Contract. Xu Tianling then announced that Lingqi Sect was the guardian sect of the Sun and Moon Empire. The friendly exchanges between Lingqi Sect and the delegations of the Three Douluo Kingdoms also represented the current trend of peace in the entire continent... Seeing this news, she only felt more irritated.

She thought Xu Tianling would at least think about attacking. Now that the Holy Spirit Church has been resolved and the country's fortunes are improving, it's time to prepare for war, right? She almost forgot that there is a small border town called Luoyue City in the country that is still facing the severe threat of earthquakes.

No, she thought, if this continues, if the Douluo Kingdoms really make peace with the Sun Moon Empire, she will have nowhere to avenge her hatred. Although there are some risks, maybe the army really thinks she is okay, so she decided to take this gamble, so she came to the Mingdou Mountains, next to the Dew Forest, with her fully prepared storage ring.

She was a Soul Saint and could fly, which most soldiers did not have. She planned to rush over directly, find the White Tiger Duke's camp that she had been thinking about for a long time, and then dive into the tent and detonate all the fixed soul guides on her body, so that the White Tiger Duke and his guards would go to heaven with her.

She was ready. She approached the dark border in the night step by step, where several soldiers of the White Tiger Duke were wandering. She watched their movements intently until another cold dagger was pressed against her throat, and she suddenly reacted.

"You'd better not struggle." Wang Dong's voice sounded coldly in her ears. The distance was so close that the girl's breath was hitting her ears, but she could not feel any warmth.

"You are..." Orange asked in disbelief.

"Yuhao wants me to bring back a living person," Wang Dong gently tilted the dagger blade to make it closer to Juzi's trembling throat, "but if the resistance is really fierce, it's not impossible to bring back a dead person. What do you think? You don't want your dream of revenge on Duke Baihu to be buried here, right? Isn't it too aggrieved?"