socalfunplaces Chapter 8 My stats are ridiculously strong.
Chapter 8 My stats are ridiculously strong.
When Ouyang returned to Wuhun City with a look of utter despair, he was startled by the scene before him.
The area in front of the Papal Palace was packed with people, from the square to the steps.
Leading the group was Pope Bibidon.
Behind her were two Douluo, Chrysanthemum and Ghost.
Further behind were the Platinum Bishops and Cardinals of the Spirit Hall, as well as thousands of Templar Knights.
Everyone was dressed in their most formal attire, their expressions solemn, their eyes filled with fervor.
When they saw Ouyang's small figure appear at the end of the square, the whole scene instantly erupted in cheers.
"Welcome back, Your Highness!"
Bibi Dong actually stepped down from the platform herself and bowed slightly to Ouyang.
Behind her, thousands of people knelt down in unison, their shouts as loud as a tsunami that echoed through the sky.
"Welcome, Your Highness!"
"Welcome, Your Highness!"
Ouyang was so frightened by the scene that he retreated repeatedly.
"Wait... what are you all doing? Why all this fuss? I just went for a stroll!"
He felt a chill run down his spine.
It's over, it's over.
Judging from this situation, my terrible guess has come true one hundred percent.
Even the Holy Son has become the Son of God.
Those two traitors are definitely going back to spout nonsense!
"Your Highness, you've worked hard."
Bibi Dong walked up to Ouyang, her voice so gentle it seemed to melt your heart, and the reverence and fervor in her eyes almost overflowed.
She no longer looks at Ouyang as a child, but as a walking deity, a living totem of faith.
"I'm not tired... I..."
Ouyang opened his mouth, wanting to explain, but found himself at a loss for words.
Could it be that you've all gotten it wrong, and that I'm actually a soul beast, and those two emperors are my underlings, and I had them put on an act to fool you?
If I said that out loud, they would probably imagine even more extreme scenarios.
"The gods' test is indeed extraordinary; His Highness is testing our piety!"
"That's right! The more His Highness denies it, the more it proves his greatness!"
Ouyang could already imagine what they were thinking.
He gave up struggling and let Bibi Dong lead him by the hand, and under the watchful eyes of the crowd, they walked into the Papal Palace.
In the days that followed, Ouyang truly understood what it meant to be "above the Pope in status".
His palace was expanded three times its original size, and everything inside was replaced with the finest natural treasures.
The water cups used to be crystal, but now they've been replaced with ancient warm chalcedony that can soothe the soul.
The bed I used to sleep on was made of ancient jade, but now it has been replaced with a single piece of core wood from an ancient tree of life. Lying on it will automatically increase my soul power.
Bibi Dong would come to "pay her respects" to him almost every day, a gesture ostensibly to greet him.
In reality, they came to subtly inquire about the "secret to becoming a god."
Ouyang was so annoyed that he could only pretend to be profound every day and say things like:
They were trying to fool her with pretentious and mysterious sayings like "The Tao that can be told is not the eternal Tao" and "One begets two, two begets three, three begets all things," which they had heard from a previous life.
As a result, Bibi Dong treasured each of these teachings and would go back to meditate and comprehend them.
He also said that he had benefited greatly and that his understanding of the Great Dao had deepened.
Ouyang was completely numb.
He felt as if he had not transmigrated to the Douluo Continent, but rather to a large cult.
And he himself was the unfortunate cult leader who was being roasted over a fire.
"No, this can't go on!"
That night, Ouyang lay on the ancient tree bed, a bed that even titled Douluo would envy, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.
"I have to come up with a new approach! Explanations are useless; these people's minds are already set. I need to change my target, change my strategy!"
He decided to start by understanding himself.
Although he is very strong now, he doesn't actually have a clear idea of just how strong he is.
"System, open my personal panel!"
He meditated in his heart.
[Ding! Host's personal panel has been expanded.]
A blue light screen, visible only to him, appeared before his eyes.
Name: Ouyang
[Race: Wandering Beast (100,000 Years - Human Transformation)]
[Martial Soul: Divine Wandering Beast (Original Martial Soul)]
[Soul Power Level: 45]
[Spirit Ring Configuration: First Spirit Ring: Million-Year God-Level (Crimson Gold), Second Spirit Ring: 100,000-Year (Red), Third Spirit Ring: 100,000-Year (Red), Fourth Spirit Ring: 100,000-Year (Red)]
[Soul Skill:]
[First Soul Skill - Divine Roaming the Void: Enters an absolute invincible state, immune to all physical, energy, and mental attacks for ten seconds. During this time, free movement is possible, but attacks cannot be launched.]
[Second Soul Skill - Dream Entry: Forces a designated target (whose strength is no more than thirty levels higher than the host's) into a deep sleep. The duration depends on the target's mental strength.]
[Third Soul Skill - Nightmare Descent: Creates a large-scale illusion that amplifies the enemy's fear to the extreme, causing them to mentally collapse.]
[Fourth Soul Skill - Zhuangzi's Dream of a Butterfly: Automatically triggered upon receiving fatal damage, the body scatters into thousands of dream butterflies, reforming into the true form at any location within 100 meters. After reformation, all negative status effects are cleared, and the user gains a 2-second "Phantom" state, making them untargetable.]
[Soul Bone: Complete set of 100,000-year-old Divine Beast Soul Bone Set (Head, Torso, Left Arm, Right Arm, Left Leg, Right Leg)]
[Soul Bone Skill: ??? The host has not yet fully refined it and it is not yet activated.]
Ouyang stared at his incredibly long and monstrous panel and fell into a long silence.
"Holy crap..."
Even he himself was stunned by the absurdly luxurious configuration.
He has a soul power level of 45, yet he possesses a million-year soul ring and three hundred-thousand-year soul rings!
If this gets out, the entire Soul Master community in the Douluo Continent will have their worldview shattered!
It should be noted that the limit for a normal Soul Master's first Soul Ring is only about four hundred years.
Even with Tang San's cheat codes, his first spirit ring was only a hundred years old.
As for myself, my starting point is millions of years!
This isn't just cheating; this is hacking the game server!
Let's look at the soul skills next.
The first soul skill, "Divine Wandering in the Void," grants absolute invincibility for ten seconds! It's practically the ultimate life-saving technique!
The second soul skill, "Enter the Dream," forces a hypnotic state and provides strong single-target crowd control.
The third soul skill, "Nightmare Descends," combines crowd control with mental attacks.
Not to mention, there's also a complete 100,000-year-old soul bone set!
Although the Soul Bone skill hasn't been activated yet, it's obvious even to a fool.
The set skill of six 100,000-year-old soul bones is absolutely world-destroying!
"No wonder they misunderstood..."
Ouyang muttered to himself.
With this configuration, let alone Bibi Dong, even he himself would be envious if he saw someone else with this setup.
The first reaction would definitely not be, "Oh, this is a 100,000-year-old soul beast."
Instead, they'd think, "Who the hell is this?!"
"This is troublesome..."
Ouyang scratched his head, feeling that his future was bleak.
The stronger your trump card is, the harder it is to prove that you are a soul beast.
This creates a vicious cycle.
"It seems that relying on Bibi Dong, Chrysanthemum Douluo and those old guys won't work. Their thinking has become rigid, and they've decided that I'm a god, so nothing I say will make a difference."
"I need to find some 'fresh blood'!"
Ouyang's gaze turned towards the outside of the palace.
He remembered that besides these old guys, the Spirit Hall also had the so-called "Golden Generation".
Hu Liena, Xie Yue, Yan.
These three individuals are the cream of the crop among the younger generation of the Spirit Hall, and are Bibi Dong's personal disciples. They are exceptionally talented and proud.
Unlike the older generation, they did not have an absolutely blind worship of the Pope.
They have their own thoughts and their own pride.
If I reveal my identity as a soul beast in front of them, how will they react?
They'll probably think I'm humiliating them or provoking them, right?
Young people are hot-tempered; they might start a fight over a mere disagreement!
Even if they don't take action, they'll definitely make this big news and spread it around.
"The Divine Child is a Soul Beast!"
Once this news spreads among the younger generation, it will be far more effective than telling Bibi Dong alone!
Yes! Let's do it!
Instead of wasting time with these old fogies, we should try to find a breakthrough with the younger generation!
Thinking of this, Ouyang jumped out of bed, full of energy.
He made up his mind to go to Bibi Dong tomorrow and ask her to call Hu Liena and the others over so that he could give them some "guidance" in person.
At that time, during the process of "giving guidance," they might inadvertently reveal their true colors!
I refuse to believe that these arrogant geniuses can imagine me as a god, just like Bibi Dong!