Douluo: I am the True Master

"Ever since I became the sole emperor of the Douluo Continent, I have been pondering this question: 

If such a beautiful nation were to fall back into division after my passing, what should be done? 

In truth, the Douluo Continent has already given me the answer. 

Reaching Level 100 grants godhood—eternal immortality." 

When Ye Wen finished uttering the words "Level 100 grants godhood," Ju Zi's pupils dilated in shock as she stared at the young man before her in disbelief. 

Her tempting lips parted slightly, but she was too stunned to speak. 

At that moment, Ye Wen formed a hand seal. 

"Domain Activation—Boundless World!" 

An unreal white light flooded her vision. When Ju Zi regained her senses, she found herself in an empty, pristine white space. 

"This... this..." 

Ju Zi stared blankly at the immaculate expanse. She knew about domains from her studies, though she had never truly witnessed one. On the Douluo Continent, domains typically created energy fields that amplified the user's power or weakened their enemies. But a domain that directly transported someone into another space was unheard of. 

However, Ju Zi was a suspicious person. Believing she had fallen victim to an illusion cast by a spirit-type soul master, she furiously pinched her skin and kicked around, trying to sense nearby objects or pain to break free. 

"Calm down, Ju Zi. Everything you see and feel here is real. This is a spatial domain I developed myself—it is also my divine domain." 

Ye Wen's voice came from beside her. Ju Zi finally ceased her struggles, her expression blank as she struggled to accept the reality before her. 

At this moment, Ju Zi murmured, "So there really are gods in this world." 

Two clear streams of tears traced down Ju Zi's cheeks, her gaze complex and unreadable even for someone as experienced as Ye Wen. 

In anguish, Ju Zi collapsed to her knees. Her elegant hands, once graceful, now clutched at her hair in despair. 

"Why? Why?! 

How can there really be gods in this world? If there are gods, why didn't they save this world? Why didn't they save my parents?! 

Why must I live in this endless torment?!" 

Ju Zi screamed and cursed hysterically, losing all semblance of her previous poised and intellectual demeanor. Yet, her anguish only made Ye Wen's heart ache. 

Yes, this was a world ruled by absolute authority, so why was it filled with wars that brought despair? 

The reason lay in the deformity of the Douluo Continent's godly realm. The so-called gods were merely beings more powerful than mortals. 

Unbound by morality or order, they lived selfishly, leeching off the faith provided by the vast life-bearing planets without contributing anything beneficial in return. 

Though Ye Wen's divine realm also relied on harvesting faith from various life-bearing planets, he operated under principles of sustainable development and nurturing talent, unlike the Douluo godly realm, which simply took without giving. 

After venting her emotions, Ju Zi gradually calmed down somewhat. She slumped onto the ground, gazing at Ye Wen with a mix of laughter and tears. 

"So, great divine lord, what do you want with me?" 

Her tone carried a hint of mockery, as if she blamed her suffering entirely on herself. This pained Ye Wen deeply. 

Slowly squatting down in front of Ju Zi, Ye Wen gently wiped away her tears. 

"Don't you understand yet, foolish child? I am not a god of this Douluo Continent—I am a god who accidentally crossed over from another parallel universe. 

I have no other purpose. I simply wish to bring peace to this world, just as I have done in mine."

Ye Wen's sincere words left Ju Zi stunned. She stared at him for a long time, her mind blank. 

At this moment, Ju Zi seemed fragile, like water, as tears flowed uncontrollably once again. 

Now, she appeared utterly helpless, drawing her legs close and burying her face between them, refusing to look at the world as if trying to escape something. 

Ye Wen did not rush her. After all, this world had caused her immense pain. 

Perhaps realizing that escaping wouldn't change reality, Ju Zi slowly raised her head from her self-imposed prison. Her vacant gaze wandered as she murmured, 

"Why couldn't you have come sooner?" 

Ye Wen had no answer to that. Such was the nature of the world—things rarely went as people wished, even for gods. 

Perhaps sensing something in Ye Wen's expression, Ju Zi's lips curved slightly into a faint smile. 

"Can you tell me what you truly want from me?" 

Ye Wen's previously melancholic expression turned serious as he looked down at Ju Zi and spoke slowly: 

"Just as I told you in my story, a society dominated by nobility is destined to breed endless tragedy. Therefore, I intend to overthrow the four existing empires and create a new nation—a place where people no longer have to lose their lives over meaningless disputes of honor." 

Ye Wen made no grand promises of luxury or wealth, but Ju Zi's eyes began to shine with hope. 

To her, riches and status meant far less than the memory of her father's roasted fish during her childhood. 

If the future truly could be as peaceful as Ye Wen described, Ju Zi couldn't help but become entranced. 

Finally, Ju Zi stood up, her gaze resolute. "What can I do for you?" 

A faint smile played on Ye Wen's lips. He knew the matter was settled. 

At this moment, Ye Wen extended his hand, offering an invitation. 

"Will you become my disciple, Ju Zi? I will grant you the same power to change your fate as my other disciples. 

Then, in the future, you and your senior sisters can work together to build a peaceful nation." 

Without hesitation, Ju Zi knelt down and bowed respectfully. "Master." 

With this, Ye Wen gained his seventh disciple—and his first food-type soul master. 

What followed naturally was Ye Wen's tried-and-true method of spiritual refinement through herbal essence. 

Ju Zi's cultivation talent was unremarkable. In the original storyline, she barely reached the rank of Soul Sage by the end. However, after being cleansed by Ye Wen's immortal herb essence, he had no doubt that his disciple would one day achieve the rank of Title Douluo. With some additional materials, Ye Wen was confident he could ensure all his disciples ascended to godhood in this world. 

Ju Zi's skin had always been delicate, but after being bathed in Ye Wen's immortal herbs, her entire aura radiated vitality. Though Ju Zi usually paid little attention to her appearance, she was still astonished by her current beauty, further solidifying her resolve to follow Ye Wen. 

As for the Sun Moon Empire? That vile old imperialist power—one of the culprits behind the continent's wars—Ju Zi now harbored equal hatred for all nations after being influenced by Ye Wen's story. 

In the future, there would only need to be one nation on this continent!!!

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