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Douluo Dalu: Stealing Through The Heavens

Alternate Title: 'Douluo: Stealing Treasures from Myriad Worlds System'" Tang San: "Thief, return my Eight Spider Lances! Return my immortal herb! Why can't my Blue Silver Grass awaken into the Blue Silver Emperor anymore?" Xiao Yan: "Who is the thief that stole my Heavenly Flame?" Yan Dan: "Who on earth stole Feiyan's heart? I've tried every way to please her, but she remains unmoved!" Tian Yan: "Father, when will you come back to see me and mother?" Li Xingyun: "Isn't the Empress supposed to like me?" Sasuke: "Give back my brother's Sharingan!" ... A certain salaryman from the Earth, through a stroke of luck, transmigrates to the Douluo Continent and binds with the Steal System! From then on, treasures, techniques... everything from the myriad worlds is his to steal! He can also traverse the heavens. Note: This is a translation and I own nothing Raw title: 斗罗之偷取万界系统 Check out my Patreon at patreon.com/Medinator to read advanced chapters.

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The Changed Ending

Zuzong frowned and asked coldly, "I ask you, after you obtain immortality, what do you plan to do?"

Qin Shi Huang was taken aback. In the past, if he had obtained the elixir of immortality, he would likely continue his debauchery, impose tyranny, increase forced labor, harsh taxes, and build more extravagant palaces.

Before Qin Shi Huang could respond, Zong continued, "Let me answer for you. You will continue your excessive constructions and indulgence, plunging the people of the empire into deeper suffering."

Qin Shi Huang was left speechless, trying to respond, "I..."

Zong interrupted again, "Haven't you realized yet? Emperor Qin, you are no longer the great ruler who once conquered the six states and unified the world. You fear death. In your pursuit of that illusory immortality, you've lost your drive. Where leaves dance, fire will burn. That fire will continue to illuminate Qin and allow new leaves to sprout. What you cannot achieve, leave to future generations."

Zong (feeling satisfied): I just stole a line from Naruto and it felt great.

Zong's words left Qin Shi Huang in silence. Reflecting on his past glory, had he truly aged?

Zong then turned to Gao Yao, "Are you Zhao Gao?"

Gao Yao, trembling with fear, replied, "Yes, Immortal, I am Zhao Gao." He was truly terrified. Traveling through space, moving objects with just thoughts, summoning mysterious blue plants to heal the emperor—such feats shocked him deeply.

Gao Yao (crying): The Qin Dynasty is too dangerous. I want to go back to the modern world.

Zong questioned, "Should I call you Zhao Gao or Gao Yao?"

Upon hearing this, Gao Yao began to sweat profusely. Even this immortal knew he was from the modern world! Could this mean he could return home?

Gao Yao bowed respectfully and asked, "Immortal, you truly have great powers. May I ask, can I return home?"

Zong rolled his eyes. "You really think I'm an immortal? Without you causing trouble, Fusu will inherit the throne, and the Qin Dynasty will likely see a revival. The future has already been changed beyond recognition. Even if I let you go back to the modern world, could you even find your way home?"

Zong shook his head and, with a deep tone, said, "Whether you return home or not, we'll discuss it after everyone arrives."

Zong could only stay in the "Myth" world for one hour, and a third of that time had already passed. He didn't want to waste his points in this world, which offered no benefit to his cultivation. After making peace with his regrets, he planned to leave.

His long-unused Sharingan activated. His eyes closed slightly, and when he opened them again, they had turned blood-red, with three tomoe spinning counterclockwise in his pupils.

Qin Shi Huang and Gao Yao both made eye contact with him and quickly fell under his illusion. Following Zong's commands, Gao Yao sent an order from the emperor to summon Yu Shu and the unconscious Yi Xiaochuan.

Once Yu Shu arrived, she was also swiftly controlled by Zong. He then lifted Yi Xiaochuan onto his shoulder, grabbing Yu Shu with one hand and Gao Yao with the other.

"System, transport the three of us to Cui Wenzi's secluded place." Zong had asked earlier and knew he could transport people with him, but only within the local world, and the cost of hatred points would be multiplied.

[Ding. Since the "Myth" world is a low-level world, 1,000 hatred points are required for the transfer. A total of 4,000 hatred points will be consumed for four people. Initiating transfer.]

The space around them warped, and the four of them disappeared from the palace.

When they reappeared, they were in a remote forest, in front of a small straw hut. An old man and a young boy were drinking tea—Cui Wenzi and his attendant, who lived in seclusion here.

Cui Wenzi didn't seem alarmed by the sudden appearance of the four. He walked out of the courtyard, glanced at the dazed Gao Yao, Yu Shu, and the unconscious Yi Xiaochuan, and politely asked, "Are you also, like Gao Yao and Xiaochuan, from the future?"

Zong gently set Yi Xiaochuan down and shook his head. "Yes and no. You must be Mr. Cui."

"Indeed, I am Cui Wenzi. It seems the destinies of Yi Xiaochuan, Gao Yao, and Yu Shu have all been changed, and the future of this world as well. You've avoided countless wars and saved many lives with just your actions. I am in awe."

Zong twitched at the corner of his mouth. This old man was incredible! Not only could he make the elixir of immortality, but he could also guess nearly everything Zong had done. If Zong didn't know the old man later died of old age, he might have thought he was the real immortal here.

"You're too kind, sir. I don't have much time left here. With your medical skills, I believe you can save Yi Xiaochuan's life, but he may remain unconscious for ten years as punishment. As for Gao Yao, I've erased his unpleasant memories of the Qin Dynasty. Let him stay here with you and Yi Xiaochuan in seclusion. As for Yu Shu, the illusion will wear off after I leave. She can decide her own fate."

Cui Wenzi was slightly surprised but nodded. "I have never met anyone quite like you, sir. I will accept this responsibility. May I ask your name?"

[Ding. Time's up. Preparing to send the host back to Douluo Continent. 10, 9...]

Zong rolled his eyes. Should he really tell them his name was Zu Zong? With their accent, it'd probably spread as "Ancestor." Forget it; time's almost up anyway. "Names don't matter. Just call me the Blue Silver Emperor."

As soon as he finished speaking, the space around him twisted, and he disappeared. But before disappearing, he didn't forget to leave a small sprout of his blue silver emperor.

Watching Zong vanish, Cui Wenzi stroked his beard, lost in thought.

"The Myth" world, more than 2,000 years later.

Humanity had long entered modern civilization, and the world's most powerful nation—China—was the first to modernize. The Qin Dynasty, after several hundred years of rule, had faded into history. However, the Blue Silver Emperor, enshrined in the imperial temple of Xianyang, was still revered as a guardian spirit of China, worshiped by every generation of emperors. 

The massive Blue Silver Emperor tree had grown over 100 meters tall, surrounded by vast fields of blue silver grass. Across China, blue silver grass had been planted everywhere, ensuring good weather, no disasters, and peace for the people.

People believed the blue silver grass was a gift from the immortal, and they affectionately called both the immortal and the tree "Blue Silver Emperor."

But that's a story for another time.

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Douluo Continent, Suotuo City.

In a messy room at the Rose Hotel, space twisted once more, and Zong reappeared.

The room was still in disarray, but now the door was open.

Downstairs, in the hotel's main hall, Qin Ming and the other members of the Emperor Team were gathered, their faces solemn.

An hour earlier, as soon as Zong had been transported away, Xiao Wu had come knocking. She had followed Dugu Yan's suggestion and planned to win Zong back from that "wild woman."

But after knocking for a long time with no response, Xiao Wu grew anxious, as this had never happened before. Forcing the door open, she found the room in ruins, as if a great battle had taken place. The most important clue was Zong's torn clothes, including one she had given him, which he always wore except when washing.

Seeing this, Xiao Wu panicked and cried. Hearing her cries, Ye Lingling, who had just left the room, came back in. With Xiao Wu's wild imagination, she also thought something terrible had happened to Zong and immediately contacted the rest of the Emperor Battle Team.

After investigating the scene and hearing Xiao Wu's account, they too believed something bad had happened.

Qin Ming tried to reassure her, "Xiao Wu, although Zong's clothes are torn, there's no blood. He must still be alive."

There was one thing he didn't say aloud: based on the scene, the attacker likely had a spider-type spirit, and spider spirits often have devouring abilities. Zong might have been swallowed alive by an evil spirit master, leaving only the torn clothes behind.

Zong (rolling his eyes): Wow, this guy's imagination is even wilder than Xiao Wu's.

Qin Ming's words didn't comfort Xiao Wu. She started crying even harder.

"—Waaaa—, Little Zong, I'll never argue with you again! Please come back soon. I won't care if you're with any 'wild women' anymore. I just want you back. Don't leave me. My mother is gone, and you're the only family I have left—waaaa—"

"I can be with Zhu Zhuqing too, and you won't mind?"

"Yes, I won't mind."

"If I like several girls at the same time, you won't mind?"

"I won't mind, I won't mind. Just come back."

"Hm?" Xiao Wu looked up and realized Zong was standing right behind her. In an instant, her expression froze.

Qin Ming, Dugu Yan, and Ye Lingling all looked over in shock.

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