Douluo: I am the Heavenly Azure Dragon, the God of the World

Chapter 9: Speculations about the gods, return to the village!
"What's going on? Yu Tianheng actually lost? Lost to a six-year-old kid? No, this is an inside story, right?"

"I feel the same way. Otherwise, how could Yu Tianheng lose so badly?"

"I feel like something's wrong. That child is so strange..."

"..."

Everyone was talking about it.

A pair of eyes looked at Yu Mengzhang.

They couldn't figure out Yu Mengzhang.

On the stage, Yu Luomian raised her eyebrows slightly, a look of surprise on her face.

Even he didn't notice how Yu Tianheng was defeated.

It was too fast and too bizarre.

"That child's clothes don't look like those of an aristocrat..." Xue Qinghe said softly.

Just now, Yu Luomian expressed such an arrogant opinion.

Speaking of children from common families, a million are not as good as one Yu Tianheng.

But now, the results are far beyond expectations.

Yu Mengzhang defeated Yu Tianheng cleanly and neatly.

Yu Luomian's expression changed slightly, and he said in a deep voice: "That child should have been a useless martial spirit. He was able to win now because of the power of his original body... Or perhaps, Yu Tianheng did it on purpose!"

Yu Luomian was unwilling to acknowledge Yu Mengzhang's victory.

No matter how much he disliked Yu Tianheng, he was still a junior of the same "class" as him, while Yu Mengzhang was the commoner whom he despised the most.

Naturally, he was unwilling to accept this fact.

Xue Qinghe looked at Yu Mengzhang who was receiving the award. From afar, she saw a profile with a calm expression.

Faintly, he resembled the young man she had briefly caught a glimpse of.

At this moment, Yu Mengzhang seemed to feel her gaze.

Glanced over here.

The golden eyes, like two rays of divine light, fiercely slammed into her spiritual world.

Xue Qinghe suddenly remembered what these eyes looked like.

Before she left Pope Hill, she looked up at the most sacred angel statue and seemed to have seen similar eyes.

At this moment, she really wanted to find out what was going on with Yu Mengzhang.

Why does that child have such a temperament?
Seeing Yu Mengzhang take the prize and leave, Qian Renxue wanted to get off the stage and chase after him.

"Your Highness, don't leave in such a hurry."

Yu Luomian suddenly said.

Xue Qinghe looked back at him and was slightly stunned.

"what happened?"

"Our boss and several other Your Excellencies are coming soon." Yu Luomian said.

"This……"

Xue Qinghe hesitated for a moment, but had no choice but to sit down.

Those were all important people, and it would be rude of her to leave now.

But all she could think about now was... that inexplicably divine young man!

……

Not long after.

Yu Yuanzhen and others rushed to the auditorium.

Yu Luomian and Xue Qinghe both stepped forward to greet them.

"Huh? Is the spirit fighting within the clan over?" Yu Yuanzhen asked in confusion.

"Yes, brother, it just ended not long ago."

"Oh? Who's number one this year?"

Yu Yuanzhen asked with a smile, inviting Jian Douluo and the other two to take a seat.

"He was... a kid from outside. I guess Tianheng saw his pitiful life and wanted to give the prize money away, so he lost." Yu Luomian explained.

Yu Yuanzhen frowned, snorted coldly, and said, "In the world of soul masters, the strong prey on the weak. Does he really need to give in? He's indecisive like a woman. I'll punish him by confining himself to his room for three days!"

"it is good……"

Yu Luomian nodded, not knowing how much injustice his self-righteous explanation had brought to Yu Tianheng.

"Brother, what's that sound we heard?"

Yu Luomian couldn't help but ask curiously again.

Originally, Yu Yuanzhen was staying here, but after vaguely hearing the roar of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex, he left to find out what was going on.

Yu Yuanzhen pondered for a moment and told what he had seen and heard.

"...It might be a god. At least the celestial phenomena it created are beyond the reach of us."

"We speculate that perhaps some treasure will appear nearby, or a war is about to break out!"

Yu Yuanzhen's face was gloomy as he expressed his speculation.

Jian Douluo and the others nodded slightly, with similar inferences.

Yu Luomian opened his mouth slightly, in disbelief. The dragon's body was flowing in the clouds, turning the world upside down, and the dragon was invisible from head to tail?

Is it really possible for a mortal spirit to appear?

Xue Qinghe thought of that figure and asked, as if possessed by a ghost: "Why can't it be that he can't stand the suffering of the world and perform miracles?"

Yu Yuanzhen and the others looked at each other, and a faint smile appeared on their faces.

The "innocent" Xue Qinghe made them see their former selves.

Poison Douluo sneered, "In the past hundred years of the Heaven Dou Empire, disasters far more severe than this have occurred in many places. Why is it happening now? There has been no record of such a disaster in the tens of thousands of years before."

Jian Douluo said calmly, "When a person reaches a certain level of strength, their emotions become indifferent. And when they become gods, with infinite lifespans, we're probably no different from a nest of ants in the eyes of the gods. Would you care about the lives of the ants under your feet?"

Tang Xiao nodded and said, "With such a big scene, there must be some big battle going on! It would be best if it were against the Spirit Hall!"

"..."

The corners of Xue Qinghe's mouth twitched slightly.

Are you really that sure?
Gods don’t care about mortal life?
If this is true, why did the little girl receive the favor of the gods?
She didn't want to believe that gods were really like what these people said.

Listening to Yu Yuanzhen and others talking, her heart flew to Yu Mengzhang.

We must find out what the connection is between the other party and that existence!
……

In the village.

When Yu Mengzhang came back, the rain had stopped and the sun came out again, and the thin clouds could hardly block the brightness.

After all, it was a year of severe drought, and the heavy rain just now was brought by him from somewhere else.

He looked at the crops in the fields along the way. They were a little greener, but some of them had not regained their vitality.

As soon as he arrived at the village, the villagers saw him and surrounded him in surprise.

"Meng Zhang is back!"

With a loud voice, everyone in the village was called out in an instant.

They did not become alienated because of Yu Mengzhang's divinity.

The village chief and others surrounded him and took him back home as if he were a hero, with uncontrollable joy on their faces.

"Good boy, did you see that? It's raining! The gods have blessed us! Our crops are saved! You'll be in the family from now on, and we can still support you. Don't worry, we have plenty of money!"

The village chief wiped his tears and cried with joy.

The corners of Yu Mengzhang's mouth curled up slightly. Perhaps the reason he couldn't be completely assimilated by Qinglong's divinity was because of his current favors.

He shook his head and said, "I didn't enter the tribe. I just stayed there for one night."

"What?!" The village chief and others were all stunned.

Yu Mengzhang put the bag he was carrying on the table again and opened it. Under the sunlight, the five hundred gold soul coins were shining brightly.

In an instant, everyone present's eyes widened.

They have never seen so much money in their lives!
The village chief opened his mouth so wide that his jaw almost dislocated.

He has plenty of money... This sentence echoed in his mind, making him blush with embarrassment.

(End of this chapter)