At the same moment, in Zhao Ling's mansion courtyard, after a burst of spatial fluctuation, Zhao Ling appeared.
A playful smile played on his lips as he summoned his diary panel and began to grumble.
[The main storyline is finally about to begin. Goodness, I transmigrated far too early. I've waited for decades; my flowers have withered!]
[Tang San has already awakened his Spirit. Soon, he should be heading to Nuoding Academy, right?]
[However, with my help, Xiao Wu won't be going to Nuoding Academy to study anymore. If Tang San knew that, he'd surely be disappointed, wouldn't he?]
[And with Xiao Wu's current strength, she's already a Rank 99 Limit Doulou. Why would she need to go to some lousy Nuoding Academy anyway?]
[If only I hadn't prevented them from seeking suitable divine inheritances, Xiao Wu, Wu Tong, and the others would probably already be gods by now.]
[But it doesn't matter. Each of the eighteen layers of void space within me has expanded to tens of thousands of kilometers. ]
[I can feel that if I wanted to open up my own God Realm now, it wouldn't be a problem at all.]
[If I wished, I could now open up a God Realm much vaster and more stable than the Douluo God Realm, and bring all my wives into this new God Realm.]
[As the first batch of gods in the God Realm I opened myself, they would surely receive immense benefits. However, now is not the time...]
After a brief grumble, Zhao Ling clicked to upload the diary entry.
He then received a B+ rating and obtained a herb called Heavenly Origin Grass and two high-grade Spirit Stones.
Heavenly Origin Grass was one of the herbs required for the Super Grand Rejuvenation Pill recipe.
Now, only one more ingredient, a herb called Devil's Bane Grass, was needed to refine the Super Grand Rejuvenation Pill.
It had been over twenty years since he obtained this Super Grand Rejuvenation Pill recipe.
He had been collecting these ingredients for so long, and now, with only one more ingredient left, he could refine the Super Grand Rejuvenation Pill and rescue the Silver Dragon King.
It wasn't easy, truly not easy. Just thinking about the feeling of holding that beauty in his arms after rescuing the Silver Dragon King made him incredibly excited.
Moreover, ever since Zhao Ling's two Spirits merged to form the eighteen layers of empty space, Zhao Ling had no longer received benefits like increased spirit ring age or spirit bone age.
Instead, the system provided him with various grades of Spirit Stones, which were extremely useful for the growth of Zhao Ling's eighteen layers of empty space.
Because these Spirit Stones contained a lot of elemental energy of heaven and earth, absorbing them into the eighteen layers of empty space could expand their range, thereby making Zhao Ling even stronger.
Zhao Ling was now unsure of his exact strength, and the system couldn't detect it either.
It only told him that he was invincible in this world, and that even if all the gods of the Douluo God Realm combined, they couldn't defeat him.
Zhao Ling was speechless about this; he already knew that!
Ever since his two Spirits merged and he entered this profound realm, he had been invincible in the Douluo world.
But he wasn't exactly sure where his strength lay. Right now, Zhao Ling felt quite lonely.
Sometimes he would even lament, "Being too invincible and unable to find an opponent is also a subtle sadness..."
However, Zhao Ling also clearly understood that the Douluo world was just a relatively low-level existence among countless fantasy worlds.
If he were to go to worlds like Battle Through the Heavens or Martial Universe, he would definitely be trash.
Therefore, he couldn't be arrogant or complacent; he had to work harder, otherwise, there was a risk of being thoroughly beaten later.
While Zhao Ling was lamenting these matters, his companions, who were busy at Blue Tyrant Academy, all stopped their work and began reading the Zhao Ling Diary Copy.
Xiao Wu tossed her chalk aside and said to the dozens of beautiful eyes below,
"Alright class, you may study independently. Your teacher has something to attend to."
With that, Xiao Wu turned and left her classroom, then opened the Zhao Ling Diary Copy.
Looking at the contents of the Diary Copy, Xiao Wu rolled her eyes. So her husband knew she was already a Limit Doulou.
Why did her husband keep making her teach these students all day?
What was a dignified Limit Doulou doing running around teaching these students?
However, thinking that as long as she came to Blue Tyrant Academy to teach, her husband wouldn't be able to pester her all day to do naughty things, she felt quite fortunate.
Just then, Xiao Wu felt a rumbling in her stomach, and a wave of nausea surged within her, making her freeze in surprise.
Huh... what was going on? Could she finally be pregnant?
This feeling was exactly the same as when she was pregnant with Wu Tong in her dreams.
This filled her with delightful surprise. It wasn't easy, so incredibly difficult; she had waited so long and finally conceived her husband's child.
However, based on the situations of Mom, Aunt Ah Yin, and Aunt Erlong, they had all been pregnant for nearly ten years with their children.
Their bellies grew quite large, but there were still no signs of childbirth.
She heard her husband say that Aunt Xi'er was pregnant for fifteen years before giving birth to a daughter.
Bibi Dong, the Pope of the Pope's Hall, was even more unfortunate, carrying her son for a full sixteen years before giving birth to a son named Zhao Ping'an, hoping he would live a safe and peaceful life.
Therefore, if she became pregnant with her husband's child, this child would likely take at least ten to twenty years to be born. Alas, it was going to be tough.
But then she thought about her own daughter, who got pregnant even earlier than her.
If she didn't get pregnant soon, it would be embarrassing. Once she returned home, she definitely had to tell her husband about this.
As for her husband talking about becoming a god, Xiao Wu felt there was no need to rush at all.
She understood her husband's strength less and less now. Even if she had seen the gods of the Douluo God Realm in her dreams, those gods were like ants compared to her husband.
Even Tang San, who was simultaneously the inheritor of the Sea God and God of Slaughter divine positions, was just a slightly larger ant in front of her husband.
What her husband wanted to do now was to open up a new God Realm, a God Realm that was vaster and more stable than the Douluo God Realm.
Just for that ambition, Xiao Wu felt she should support him unconditionally.
Similarly, Tang Wutong, who was also teaching, seeing this, also told her students to study independently and then began to read the diary content.
Looking at the content in the diary, her brows furrowed slightly.
Tang San? It seemed, according to the diary, he was her father?
But this father seemed far too pathetic. She, as his daughter, was already a Rank 99 Limit Doulou.
If not for her husband not letting her seek divine inheritance, she would definitely be a god by now.
But this so-called father had only just awakened his Spirit. Garbage. How could someone like that be her father?
Tang Wutong completely forgot that she had transmigrated to ten thousand years ago with her physical body.
Her father was currently just a six-year-old brat. It would be a miracle if his strength could compare to hers.