I've heard that the gods from 100,000 years ago had incredibly powerful souls, so powerful that they could even form their own world!
So now, the fact that this space is gradually taking on the form of a world means that your divine power is definitely slowly recovering!
His words also cheered Yu Tang up.
He raised his hand and saw that there was indeed another line on his left hand, which gave him even more confidence.
"It seems that these ten worlds are obstacles set up for me by the Heavenly Dao, but they are also the path to godhood left to me by Wei Yuan."
Yu Tang pursed his lips: "After the seven souls are completed, there will be three spirits. As long as we pass through these three worlds, we will be able to see that brat."
"I'll definitely ask him why he insisted on setting up this ending, and then... I'll teach him a lesson!"
"Yes, yes, yes! I can't stand watching the Supreme God torture himself like this!"
Xiao Jin said: "Every time I see you guys being driven to a dead end, I feel incredibly sad. If this continues, I'll cry until I run out of tears!"
Yu Tang was amused by his clenched tiger claws and angry expression.
She reached out and ruffled Xiao Jin's big head, then hugged him before saying, "Alright, don't be angry anymore. Let's hurry up and go to the next world. Wei Yuan is waiting for us."
Okay! Let's go find him right now!
Because within the soul space, Yu Tang's power is extremely strong and unrestricted.
Therefore, Heaven's attempt to erase his memory here naturally ended in failure.
After completing the dimensional jump, Yu Tang opened his eyes to find himself in complete darkness.
Blinking, adjusting to the darkness, I could finally see that the roof above my head was made of plastic sheeting.
In the late autumn, he was only covered with a thin blanket. When he kicked it off, he found that the cotton inside the blanket had clumped together, leaving only a pitiful layer of skin, which was not warm at all.
Beneath him was an earthen kang (heated brick bed), and the windows were made of wood with wrinkled green paint, the grooves of which bore the marks of time. The whole room exuded an air of poverty and shabbyness.
Just as he was about to ask about the situation in Little Gold World, he heard rustling sounds coming from the outer room.
A chill ran through him. He rolled out of bed, picked up the fire poker leaning against the corner of the wall, and tiptoed to the curtain connecting the outer and inner rooms, quietly prying it open a crack.
By the moonlight that smuggled in through the half-open door, I saw a disheveled man in front of his big pot, grabbing a cold white steamed bun and stuffing it into his mouth, chewing it in big mouthfuls.
A question mark slowly appeared above his head.
Yu Tang asked Xiao Jin: Xiao Jin, what's the situation now? Don't tell me this dirt poor place is my home.
And the person squatting there like a beggar eating dry steamed buns was Wei Yuan.
[Huh? Host, how are you so smart? You guessed it all!]
Hearing this, Yu Tang sighed and helplessly put the iron fire-stirring stick back in the corner: "Send me the information, I'll see what's going on."
【OK!】
Separated by a curtain, the villain was frantically swallowing outside, while Yu Tang was slowly digesting the information of this world inside the room.
This world is a historical novel.
It tells the story of the protagonist's hard work in starting a business.
The villain is named Mu Nancheng, a business tycoon who believes in prioritizing profit. He never leaves anyone a way out in business, and he is ruthless and decisive. Later, he harmed many people by doing pharmaceutical business.
The protagonist had to go to great lengths to defeat him.
Yu Tang's identity this time is that of an ordinary farmer in a remote village.
She helped Mu Nancheng when he was young and was his ideal woman.
Later, he was kidnapped and murdered after being caught up in the internal strife within Mu Nancheng's family.
His death turned Mu Nancheng into a ruthless villain.
The current timeline is that Mu Nancheng was framed by his family, fell and became mentally disabled, and wandered all the way to this small village.
They must have been starving to run to Yutang's house to steal food.
Having sorted out the plot, Yu Tang asked Xiao Jin: So, Wei Yuan in this life is a fool?
【Yes……】
Yu Tang: How stupid are you?
[Extremely silly.]
Yu Tang: Isn't that obvious?
While saying this, Yu Tang was actually feeling both sorry for him and amused.
He knew that the three souls resided in the spirit, and were divided into the Heavenly Soul, the Earthly Soul, and the Human Soul.
I just don't know which soul Mu Nancheng is in now.
And why did Wei Yuan portray himself as a true fool in this world?
Quietly lifting the thin cloth curtain, Yu Tang approached Mu Nancheng with light steps.
Knowing that the other person has become mentally unstable, one must be extremely fragile and sensitive.
So Yu Tang crouched down, also squatting, and leaned close to Mu Nancheng, whispering, "Eat slowly, no one will take it from you."
Chapter 2
Died for the villain for the eighth time (02)
But no sooner had he finished speaking than Mu Nancheng was so frightened that he fell to the ground with a thud, his legs frantically backing away while screaming "Ahhhhh!"
It was as if they had seen a ghost.
The unsuspecting Yu Tang was so frightened that he almost had a heart attack.
Patting his chest, Yu Tang tried to communicate: "Well, I'm not a bad person, I'm the owner of this house."
"Ahhhh—"
However, Mu Nancheng was still shouting, and even the crumbs of steamed bun in his mouth were spraying out.
It spilled all over the ground.
Yu Tang asked Xiao Jin: Did I step on his tail? Why did he yell like that?
Xiao Jin was also confused.
After all, judging from the villainous characters he played before, Wei Yuan is just a sweet dumpling with sesame filling.
Moreover, his outward appearance is often oily, tacky, rustic, and slutty. He has never acted like this before, constantly yelling and screaming like an idiot.
He felt ashamed for the Lord God...
"Maybe he was just too scared?" But despite this thought, Xiao Jin felt she still had to explain for Wei Yuan: [After all, he'd been a wanderer all his way here, he must have been beaten a lot, so this reaction is understandable.]
"Stop shouting, I won't hit you." Yu Tang tried to communicate again, taking another small step forward.
As a result, Mu Nancheng screamed even more horribly, his voice practically ear-piercingly loud.
Yu Tang twitched his lips, finally unable to bear it any longer.
He adopted a scolding tone, like he was disciplining a child, and said fiercely, "Stop yelling!"
He quickened his pace, hunched his back, and bared his teeth at Mu Nancheng with his hands in a claw-like shape: "If you call me again, I'll send a ghost to grab you!"
Surprisingly, Mu Nancheng was genuinely frightened.
She quickly covered her mouth with both hands, her eyes still glistening with tears. Crusts of steamed bun were still stuck to her hands, smeared with dirt and turned grayish-white. Her eyes, hidden beneath her disheveled hair, stared at Yu Tang in terror.
Finally, with peace and quiet, Yu Tang breathed a sigh of relief, but also felt a little guilty. So she walked over to Mu Nancheng, squatted down, and explained, "Actually, I didn't mean to scare you..."
"Well!"
Yu Tang was interrupted by a hiccup before he could finish speaking.
"you……"
"Well!"
Several burps completely shut Yu Tang up from saying anything.
The thin boy covered his mouth, but the hiccups still stubbornly escaped from his throat.
The shock made him tremble slightly.
A pair of watery, peach-blossom eyes looked at Yu Tang innocently yet with a sense of panic.
The vein on Yu Tang's forehead throbbed. He pounded his chest a few times, resignedly got up, poured Mu Nancheng a glass of water, and, fearing that cold water wouldn't be good, mixed some hot water from a thermos before handing it to Mu Nancheng.
But the latter dared not accept.
His eyes were filled with fear.
Yu Tang had no choice but to use force. He removed Mu Nancheng's hand from his mouth, held the enamel mug with the words "Serve the People" printed on it to his lips, and threatened, "Drink up! Otherwise, I'll send a ghost to get you!"
"Hahaha, host, you're so fierce!"
In Yu Tang's mind, Xiao Jin was laughing so hard she was rolling on the floor: [Why is this like scaring a child?]
Yu Tang sighed helplessly: "With his intelligence, he's only at the level of a child! Wei Yuan is setting himself up as an idiot; he's not torturing himself, I think he's torturing me!"
"Hahaha!" Xiao Jin laughed hysterically.
Warm water came into contact with the dry, chapped lips.
It wasn't the kind of muddy water with an unpleasant smell, but clean, delicious boiled water.
Mu Nancheng's eyes lit up instantly, and he quickly grabbed the water glass and gulped it down.
After drinking a large glass, his burping stopped, his thirst disappeared, and he even felt a little drowsy.
"You brat, don't sleep." Yu Tang pinched the boy's cheeks with both hands and rubbed them.
It doesn't feel meaty; it only has sharp, angular curves and is very thin.
His brow furrowed, he asked Mu Nancheng, "Do you remember your name?"
He thought the other party didn't remember, but surprisingly, Mu Nancheng nodded and said, "I...I remember!"
"Nancheng! My name is Nancheng!" As if realizing that Yu Tang wouldn't hurt him, the boy, with tears still in his eyes, began to sing, swaying his head: "In Nancheng there was a family, their daughter was beautiful and clever, but she married a man from out of town, ruining her life..."
Hearing him sing, Yu Tang couldn't help but think of Yu Xiao, and her eyes welled up with tears.