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Chapter 4: Inheritance Destroys Life, Successors of the Two God-Kings!
The goddess of life was slightly taken aback.
She turned her gaze back to Dai Tu, this time looking at him more closely.
really.
Within the boy's body, the forces of destruction and life do not simply coexist, but rather intertwine, counterbalance, and nourish each other in an extremely subtle way.
The brutality of destruction is tempered by the gentleness of life, and the fragility of life is sustained by the sharpness of destruction. The two are like yin and yang, mutually generating and restraining each other, yet seamlessly integrated.
"This...how is this possible?" the Goddess of Life exclaimed.
"Since the beginning of the universe, life and destruction have been two opposing rules. Even you and I can only understand and tolerate each other, but we can never truly merge. But this child..."
"He did it." The God of Destruction's eyes lit up with the excitement of seeing a perfect experimental subject. "No, he's doing it. Though still very immature, the seed of balance has been planted. Just give him time, give him guidance..."
"You want him to inherit our divine position?" The goddess of life immediately understood her husband's meaning.
"Why not?" The God of Destruction's tone was resolute.
"Those guys on the God Realm Committee, especially that new Tang San, ha, dual godhood of Asura God and Sea God, what a show of power. They treat Douluo Continent like their own backyard, even interfering in the affairs of the chosen ones in the lower realms. Who does he think he is? The emperor of the God Realm?"
When Tang San was mentioned, the God of Destruction's tone turned noticeably colder.
The Goddess of Life sighed softly and grasped her husband's hand: "Little Green, I know you don't like Tang San's way of doing things. But he is the chosen successor of the Asura God, and now he has inherited the Sea God's position, wielding considerable influence in the God Realm Committee. We..."
"That's why we need a successor even more!" The God of Destruction interrupted her, his eyes flashing with purple light.
"A successor who can bear both life and destruction, and who can break Tang San's ridiculous control over the lower realm!"
"Katie, look at that child. How old is he? Twelve! He's already awakened such a pure will to destroy through hatred, yet deep within his soul, an inextinguishable flame of life remains. He's the most suitable candidate we've found in billions of years!"
The goddess of life fell silent.
She looked at Dai Tu again. The boy was still standing there, head down, shoulders trembling slightly.
The goddess of life could sense that he was crying. There was no sound, no movement, but tears were falling drop by drop into the soil beneath his feet.
How much pain must that little child be in?
"But...that child has suffered so much." The goddess of life's voice choked with emotion.
"If we want him to bear our divine position, we must put him through divine trials, which will be a thousand times more painful than what he is experiencing now. He has already been wounded deeply enough, and we must..."
"Pain will make him grow." The God of Destruction's voice was cold, yet unusually gentle.
"You and I both know what kind of resilient character is needed to bear the divine position of a god-king like us. Flowers in a greenhouse cannot withstand the weight of destruction and life."
He paused, then looked at his wife: "If you can't bear to part with him, we can give him only one option and let him decide for himself."
The goddess of life looked at her husband, then at the lonely figure in the lower realm, and finally nodded gently.
"Okay. But we have to go together. That child... needs to be treated gently."
The God of Destruction, unusually, did not refute. He reached out and grasped his wife's hand, then made a light sweeping motion in the air with his other hand.
A deep purple crack silently opened, its edges swirling with fragments of space and an aura of destruction. The other end of the crack led to the outer edge of the Star Dou Great Forest on the Douluo Continent.
"Walk."
The two took a step forward, their figures disappearing into the crevice.
The next second, the crack closed, as if it had never existed.
……
Starry Sky Forest!
Dai Tu was still standing in the same spot.
His tears had dried up, and his eyes ached with dryness. He looked up at the rising sun in the east, the blinding sunlight making him squint.
Everything around suddenly "froze".
Falling leaves froze in mid-air, fluttering insects stopped in front of us, and even the wind stopped.
The whole world seemed to have been paused, leaving only him, still able to think and breathe.
Then, the air three steps in front of him began to distort and ripple, like pebbles thrown into water. Two figures slowly emerged from the ripples.
On the left is a man dressed in a dark purple robe, with a cold face and sharp eyes.
He was just standing there, and Dai Tu felt a suffocating sense of oppression. It wasn't the pressure of soul power, but something more fundamental and terrifying, as if looking at this person for even a second would shatter his own soul.
On the right is a woman in a long emerald green dress, with stunning beauty and a gentle demeanor.
"Who...are you?" Dai Tu heard his own voice asking, very calmly, so calmly that even he was surprised.
The God of Destruction and the Goddess of Life exchanged a glance, both somewhat surprised.
Ordinary mortals, even titled Douluo, would instinctively tremble, kneel, and dare not look directly at a god if they suddenly saw the true form of a god, even if it was just a projection.
But the child in front of me, besides a bottomless sadness in his eyes, showed little fear.
Should we say he's ignorant and fearless, or... that his heart is half dead, and he can't even feel fear anymore?
"You may call me the God of Destruction," the purple-robed man spoke first, his voice deep and resonant, echoing in the still world.
"She is the goddess of life, and we hold the reins of life and destruction in this universe."
God King?
Dai Tu blinked.
This time, it was the goddess of life who spoke. Her voice was gentle, like a spring breeze rustling through the treetops, caressing the wounded soul of Dai Tu.
"Child, we see something special about you... Destruction and life coexist within you, a miracle never seen in billions of years."
She took half a step forward, her emerald eyes looking at Dai Tu with undisguised tenderness: "Are you willing... to become our successor?"
Dai Tu was stunned.
Successor?
He recalled the novels he had read in his previous life, Tang San, Qian Renxue, and those lucky ones who inherited godhood and rose to the top in one step.
If it were before yesterday, he might have been overjoyed, might have knelt down and kowtowed, and might have been filled with gratitude.
But now, he simply gazed silently at the two deities before him for a long time, and then asked:
"If I become a god, can I resurrect the dead?"
The goddess of life paused slightly.
The God of Destruction frowned: "Gods cannot interfere with life and death in the mortal realm. This is the rule. Once someone dies, they are dead. Their souls return to the cycle of reincarnation, and their bodies turn to dust. Even a god-king cannot arbitrarily reverse life and death."
"Oh." Dai Tu nodded, his expression unchanged. "Then I don't need it."
After he finished speaking, he turned to leave.
"Wait!" the goddess of life called out to him.
"Child, listen to me. Although we cannot directly resurrect the dead, if you can truly grasp the rules of life and destruction and fuse these two forces to their extreme, then theoretically... it is possible to touch the boundary between life and death."
Dai Tu paused in his steps.
He slowly turned around, his large, round eyes now as empty as two deep wells. But deep within those wells, something seemed to flicker with light.
"Is it possible?" he asked softly.
"It's possible." The goddess of life nodded emphatically, her tone gentle yet firm.
"Life and destruction are two sides of the same coin. At the end of destruction lies new life, and at the end of life lies death. If you can reach that point, perhaps... you really can create a miracle."
Dai Tu fell silent.
He lowered his head, looking at his hands. In the palm of his left hand, the phantom of the Tree of Life appeared and disappeared, and deep in his eyes, the pattern of a kaleidoscope slowly rotated.
"I agree." Dai Tu raised his head, looking at the Goddess of Life and then at the God of Destruction. "I accept your legacy. But you must promise me one thing."
"Do not interfere with any of my choices before I become a god. Do not tell me what to do, and do not stop me from taking the path I am meant to take."
"I will avenge myself."
"I will walk my own path."