I, who was stabbed to death by Alloy Lu Bu, transmigrated into the Star Soul General

Southern Wilderness, Great Rift Valley Alliance.

On the back mountain of the White Fox tribe's territory, many buildings were bustling with activity. Blue Carp stood on a high platform, directing everyone, and everything was proceeding in an orderly manner.

"Don't slack off!" Lan Li shouted as she rode her Supervisor-type An Yuan-style vehicle, "Lord Wen will reward you handsomely after this is done, so give it your all and make sure it's completed as soon as possible!"

"Yes!"

When the workers thought of Lü Fengxian, who was known for her extravagance, their enthusiasm for work soared to an unprecedented level.

Bai Moxuan leaned against an ancient tree, his eyes gleaming. "I hope it can be completed soon. I can't wait to turn the blueprint in my mind into reality..."

As he spoke, he casually plucked a blade of grass, put it in his mouth, leaned against the tree trunk, slowly closed his eyes, and let his thoughts drift further and further away…

In my imagination…

"Hehehe..."

Piloting his self-designed mech, he charged in and out of the beast tide seven times, earning a formidable reputation among both humans and demons, and couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Hey, why is this kid daydreaming?"

Just then, Bai's father passed by, squatted down, looked at his son's smiling face, and said, "The child has grown up. It seems he had a wet dream. It's time to find a good man to marry..."

After muttering to himself, he draped his coat over his son.

It's no wonder people misunderstood him; Bai Moxuan's smile was just too "lewd"...

call--

A gentle breeze swept by, and the cold startled Bai Moxuan, instantly waking him up.

"Dad?" Bai Muxuan's expression turned equally complicated when he saw his father's subtle look. "Why are you looking at me like that? Do I have bird poop on my face?"

Bai's father chuckled. "Having a wet dream, huh?"

"no!"

In an instant, Bai Muxuan jumped up, somewhat exasperated, "I didn't have a wet dream! Really! Dad, don't just label people like that!"

"Dad understands, Dad understands everything..." Father Bai stood up, patted his son's shoulder, "Every man has to go through this day, don't be shy, you're all grown up now, it's time to get married..."

"I really didn't have a wet dream!"

With that, Bai Moxuan turned away in a huff, as if he didn't want to pay any attention to his unserious father.

“Tsk tsk tsk,” Bai’s father curled his lip, crossing his arms, “Didn’t have a wet dream? Then how do you explain that you were laughing so lewdly? That doesn’t sound like a proper dream.”

He handed her a handkerchief, saying, "Wipe your face, it's covered in drool."

"Uh...hehe..."

At this moment, Bai Moxuan felt a little embarrassed and quickly took the handkerchief to wipe himself clean haphazardly.

“Even if there was saliva, that doesn’t mean I had a wet dream, does it?” he said. “Dad, don’t overthink it. I just had a normal dream.”

She paused for a moment, then added, "It's just that the dream was so wonderful that I was drooling."

"So tell me, what exactly did you dream about?" Bai's father asked curiously.

"Hehehe..." Bai Moxuan chuckled for a while, "I dreamt about it. I was piloting a mecha I designed, dominating the battlefield, and becoming famous far and wide. It was wonderful..."

White Daddy: ? ? ? ? ?

"Dreaming about this..." Bai's expression changed, becoming somewhat serious. "How can it be like dreaming about a stunningly beautiful woman? You're not normal. Are you one of those legendary [cybersexuals]?"

……

On the other side, in the east courtyard of the Song family.

Main building.

As always, Song Yunxiang was refining elixirs to improve the overall strength of his family, and as always, he felt that he had lost something important.

"strangeness…

These past few days, I've been feeling uneasy, as if someone has stolen my opportunity..."

"Never mind, it must be my imagination..." Song Yunxiang shook his head, trying to calm himself down. "Sigh, I don't know what Lao Lü is busy with all day. I can't find him to discuss anything with..."

call--

Once you start focusing on alchemy again, your success rate is very high.

Two and a half hours later…

dong dong!

"Young master, this servant is Qingdai," Qingdai gently knocked on the door, "Steward Da Mu said that he has already selected team members for you, and they are waiting for you in the courtyard."

"I understand, I'll wait five more minutes."

"Yes, the slaves retire."

five minutes later…

With a creak, Song Yunxiang pushed open the door and saw Qingdai and Lianyi bowing to greet him. He nodded and went into the courtyard, where he saw the shadow guards led by Gao Gaiga.

"Young Master Yunxiang." The shadow guards were very respectful.

"Good morning, everyone." Song Yunxiang shielded his eyes from the midday sun. "Not bad, everyone's full of energy, ha~ yawn~"

Refining elixirs was too mentally and physically exhausting, and he was already drowsy.

"Um……"

Song Yunxiang looked at the four "new" shadow guards and felt that the fluctuations of their soul power were very familiar. He couldn't help but touch his chin, as if he was trying to remember.

……

Meanwhile, at the large drill ground of the Lü family's outer courtyard.

Keng!

The fire-tipped spear and the dragon-tooth fork clashed fiercely, emitting intense sparks. The surging aftershocks stirred up dust, creating a spectacular sandstorm.

“You are indeed an immortal, with great supernatural powers,” Ao Bing said, increasing his soul power output. “You can actually summon the Nezha of the Huyan family. This is truly an eye-opener for me.”

"It does not matter."

Nezha flicked his wrist, and the shaft of the Fire-Tipped Spear softened. The spearhead, like a long snake, slashed at Ao Bing without any mercy. "Focus on your training and don't worry about these trivial matters."

"Yes!"

Keng! Keng! Keng!

After several rounds, Ao Bing gradually fell into a disadvantageous position.

"Immortal, this is unfair!" Ao Bing retreated rapidly, creating distance, and activated his Dragon Mouth Cannon. "Nezha has many hands, while Ao Bing only has two. He can't possibly defend against them all!"

Where is 'fairness' in real combat?

As he spoke, Nezha sat high on the lotus platform, raised his face, and looked down. “Kunzi, you need to know one thing: Ao Bing and Nezha are counterparts, so you can also construct extra arms.”

"Huh?" Ao Bing was taken aback, and the progress of constructing the dragon mouth cannon came to an abrupt halt.

"What are you 'ah' about?" Nezha's form suddenly transformed into [Dragon Fang]. "Alright, I'll demonstrate for you, watch carefully..."

As soon as he finished speaking, four dragon bone chains extended from behind Longya. Instead of the [Dragon Tooth Fork] or [Cannon Muzzle] that should have appeared at the front, there were hands, like Nezha's four [secondary hands].

Six-Armed Dragon Fang, here we come!

There are four hands behind his back, each wielding a different weapon.

One hand holds a dragon tooth cleaver, the other a dragon tooth longsword, a dragon tooth fork, and a dragon-slaying sword.

Originally, he held the Dragon Fang Longsword in his right hand and his left hand was connected to the head of the Frost-Slaying Dragon.

They were armed to the teeth.

"This..." Ao Bing froze, and Lan Kun was dumbfounded. "Immortal, what's the principle behind this? Why isn't it in my inherited memories?"

Do you know the characteristics of the Primordial Star Soul General?

Lan Kun asked, "What trait?"

"The configuration of the machine can be changed according to the situation of the host. With continuous development, the Origin Star Soul will continue to unlock unknown functions. Don't always follow the inheritance of the predecessors."