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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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Twins

In the Grand Hotel of Suotuo City, Room 7 of the VIP suites, there was a standard single-person suite.

After Oscar fed Yu Xiaogang a sip of the "Zimu River Water," the illusion naturally dispelled. Oscar didn't notice anything unusual; he only remembered taking care of the master and then promptly leaving the suite.

Meanwhile, without realizing it, Yu Xiaogang had already begun to develop a small embryo inside his body.

Oscar was very excited now because Ning Rongrong had finally started "showing concern" for him. Worried that the drunken Ma Hongjun, known as the Phoenix of the Brothel, would snore loudly at night, Ning Rongrong specially gave him her room key.

In fact, Ning Rongrong made up that excuse. She was just bored and wanted to follow Zhu Zhuqing.

In VIP Room 7, Yu Xiaogang was sound asleep.

In his dreams—

[Yu Xiaogang sat proudly at the head of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, while those from the Spirit Hall and the top three sects down to the numerous civilian disciples all bowed to him, seeking to be his disciple. This was because Yu Xiaogang had trained the youngest-ever Titled Douluo in history—Tang San.

Even Zuzong, who had once been more talented than Tang San, was among them. Now, his disciple, Tang San, was the youngest and most powerful Titled Douluo, while Zuzong was only a mere Soul Sage. He knelt at Yu Xiaogang's feet, weeping bitterly, regretting not becoming his disciple earlier.

Yu Xiaogang laughed, "Haha, Zuzong, you finally regret not taking me as your master, don't you?"

Zuzong bowed respectfully, "Master, please accept me as your disciple."

"Haha, too late! I only accept one disciple in my life, and that's Tang San," Yu Xiaogang laughed heartily.

Suddenly, Zuzong's face turned from respectful to vicious as he roared, "If that's the case, don't blame me for being heartless."

"Second Soul Skill—Blue Silver Blade."

In the next moment, countless blades shot up from the ground, attacking Yu Xiaogang.

Yu Xiaogang was shocked. As a mere level 29 Soul Master, how could he withstand a full-force attack from a Soul Sage like Zuzong? He immediately called for help, "Somebody help! Stop this beast!"

But his cries for help were met with indifferent gazes from the crowd.

"You heard him earlier! The master said he'd only accept Tang San as his disciple."

"Yeah! So why should we save him?"

"Zuzong, kill him! We support you!"

"Destroy him!"

"You. You've all turned against me!" Cold sweat appeared on Yu Xiaogang's forehead, and he shouted, "Where is my disciple, Tang San?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a blue light flew across the sky. When the blue light disappeared, Tang San's burly figure appeared. "Tang San is here."

Yu Xiaogang seemed to see hope as his eyes lit up, shouting, "Tang San, save me!"

However, Tang San no longer had his previous respect for him. His face twisted into a sneer, "You destroyed my Blue Silver Grass's first spirit ring. I'll never forgive you!"

"Clear Sky Hammer—Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer."

Seeing the enormous hammer shadow descending upon him, Yu Xiaogang's face was filled with despair.

At the same time, Zuzong's Blue Silver Blade had already reached his feet.

A thick blade as wide as a bowl was aimed directly at his weakest point.

Yu Xiaogang's stiff face first turned green, then showed a look of ecstasy. His whole body felt numb and soft, overwhelmed by an indescribable pleasure. Then, a sharp pain followed, and Yu Xiaogang couldn't hold back a scream.

"Ahhh!"

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—Yu Xiaogang suddenly woke up.

Opening his eyes, Yu Xiaogang saw that he was in an unfamiliar hotel room and let out a sigh of relief. He then remembered that he had drunk too much and that Oscar had brought him back to the room.

"Whew, scared me to death. It was just a dream," Yu Xiaogang muttered.

At this point, Yu Xiaogang was drenched in sweat, with large beads of sweat rolling down his forehead. Feeling thirsty, he glanced at the half-cup of "clear water" on the bedside table and smiled.

"That little Oscar is quite considerate," Yu Xiaogang said, as he gulped down the remaining half cup of "Zimu River Water."

Meanwhile, another embryo started forming inside Yu Xiaogang's body. 

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On one side, Yu Xiaogang remained blissfully unaware.

On the other side, Zuzong was in a much better situation.

After they returned to the Rose Hotel, Zuzong first opened a room for Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong, and then escorted Xiao Wu back to her and Ye Lingling's room.

Half an hour ago, when Zuzong had given up hope, Zhu Zhuqing arrived.

Zuzong was about to leave Suotuo City and couldn't bear to part with her, so he wanted to spend the night reminiscing with her (don't get the wrong idea, the little kitten isn't even 14 years old, and our Zuzong wouldn't do anything indecent).

Zuzong was like this, and Zhu Zhuqing felt the same. After Ning Rongrong fell asleep, Zhu Zhuqing sneaked out of her room and came to see Zuzong.

"Achoo," Zuzong wiped his nose, even though there was no mucus.

"What's wrong?" Zhu Zhuqing, lying in his arms, asked.

Zuzong gently stroked her soft hair and smiled, "Nothing, maybe I caught a bit of a cold."

Zhu Zhuqing rolled her eyes. "Yeah, right. Your lung capacity could match that of a thousand-year-old soul beast. You didn't even get out of breath after kissing me for ten minutes straight."

But she didn't press further. Since Zuzong didn't want to say more, she wouldn't ask. As long as she knew he truly liked her, that was enough.

Zuzong caressed Zhu Zhuqing's small face, muttering to himself, "I wonder if the master will like this 'gift' I gave him. I can't wait to see Yu Xiaogang's face when he discovers he's pregnant."

That scene—would surely be...amusing.

With that thought, Zuzong had already thought of a name for the child. Since both the father and mother were Yu Xiaogang, the baby would be called Yu'er. 

Hmm, great names! Surely, they would inherit the Golden Holy Dragon's martial spirit.

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T/N- Zimu River Water is the magical pregnancy water MC got in the earlier chapters. And don't worry, I won't drag this pregnancy thing for long with Yu Xiaogang. The original author wrote about it in detail. But I will change it a little to make the story readable