Douluo: I become stronger when I take in disciples!

Chapter 226 A Story Too Long to Tell
"Ha, she's not even worth a glance from someone who isn't a God-King! But if this God of Blue Flame were like me, willing to fight against the God-King for a goddess who could topple kingdoms, and ultimately die at the hands of the God-King, that would be a clean and tidy end!" He thought to himself as he clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white from the force.

Clearly, in his confrontation with Feng Yang, the God of Summoning had already shown signs of fear, and the arrogance he had accumulated in the God Realm in the past had faded.

When faced with the formidable strength and potential displayed by Feng Yang, it had already vanished without a trace.

At this moment, he only hoped that Feng Yang would be driven to despair by the goddess and meet a tragic end.

In this way, the anger in his heart might be able to subside a little, and he would no longer have to face the enormous pressure that Feng Yang brought him. He could simply hide in the shadows and watch him fall from grace.

"I reside in the Shadowless Divine Tree of the Sixth Heaven. If the God of Blue Flame has some free time, why not come and chat with me about the past, discuss the present, and dream about the future..."

The stunning goddess parted her lips slightly.

His words flowed like a gentle stream, carrying a tender touch; his voice seemed to have been kissed by an angel.

Crisp and melodious yet soft and sweet, it's so wonderful that it's hard to describe it precisely in words.

Every word seemed to carry an invisible magic, gently stirring the heartstrings of everyone.

On the surface, Feng Yang remained calm, like a still lake, but in his heart, the words of the stunning goddess had stirred up ripples, as if being scratched by an invisible hand, making his mind flutter.

However, this level of tension can still be controlled.

"If I have free time, I will definitely visit."

"Very well, then I will await the arrival of the God of Blue Flame at the Shadowless Divine Tree."

The goddess, whose lips were curved into a faint smile, smiled like the most beautiful flower in spring, bright and captivating.

"Ah."

Feng Yang gave a brief reply.

"My lords, I am feeling rather tired today, so I will take my leave now."

The goddess, whose beauty could topple kingdoms, gave a slight bow to the assembled gods.

Then, with a turn of her body, she slowly rose into the air like a light, colorful cloud.

Her figure was graceful, and every movement was extremely elegant, as if she were a fairy dancing in the clouds.

Those who had just been fawning over the goddess, showering her with flattery, were utterly bewildered when she left, as if they had lost their souls.

One of the quicker ones took a deep breath, trying to catch the faint fragrance left in the air after the goddess had left, as if that fragrance were some rare treasure.

Immediately, the other licking gods followed suit, stretching their necks and flaring their nostrils, sniffing greedily, as if they wanted to inhale every breath of air into their lungs. The scene was both comical and astonishing.

simply.
It’s hard to describe in one word!

After the goddess of unparalleled beauty left.

Many of the magical elements were also a form of flattery towards Feng Yang.

"Congratulations, God of Blue Flame! Not only have you been promoted to a first-level god, but you have also won the favor of a goddess of unparalleled beauty."

"Yes, yes, you know, the goddess of unparalleled beauty has never spoken to any god."

"Normally, she just stays in her Shadowless Divine Tree, and she doesn't leave even for a moment when invited to any event."

"Today, however, we are able to invite the God of Blue Flame to come."

"I remember the last time a goddess of unparalleled beauty invited a deity was hundreds of years ago, wasn't it?"

"What a coincidence."

"This deity happens to be the Blue Flame God's opponent today, the Summoning God."

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The gods spoke one after another, their words carrying complex and difficult-to-understand meanings.

Whether it was a genuine congratulation to Feng Yang, or a veiled sarcasm, a sour remark implying that Feng Yang would eventually become like the God of Summoning, a subject at the feet of a goddess, yet unable to obtain her, becoming a super-sycophant—no one can say for sure.

Of course, Feng Yang didn't care about that.

Instead, hundreds of years ago, she invited the god of summoning.

Originally, Feng Yang still wanted to visit her Shadowless Divine Tree.

Now?

forget it!
"Alright, now that you've eaten and drunk your fill, go back. Stop talking nonsense here," Feng Yang said.

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Most deities also seem to have lost their meaning.

Most of them left at once.
"Are you really planning to go find the goddess of unparalleled beauty?" The God of Flowing Clouds leaned closer to Feng Yang, his eyes filled with curiosity, and asked softly.

“I’m not going.” Feng Yang replied decisively, without the slightest hesitation.

"You're just lying to me." The God of Flowing Clouds pouted slightly, clearly not believing it.

Feng Yang shook his head slightly, a faint smile appearing on his lips, and explained, "I plan to go to the lower realm first to bring my two wives up."

"Huh?" The God of Flowing Clouds was as if struck by lightning. His eyes widened, and he froze on the spot, his face filled with disbelief.

"So rushed?" she finally came to her senses and stammered.

"Yes, I was extremely anxious." Feng Yang smiled as he looked at her beautiful, surprised eyes.

"Is it really necessary to be in such a hurry? Come to think of it, today is only your third day in the God Realm..." The God of Flowing Clouds muttered softly, his words revealing a hint of reluctance, as if he didn't really want him to bring his wife to the God Realm.

Ke Fengyang could tell that she didn't seem to understand the urgency in his words, so he had no choice but to be more direct, "There's nothing I can do, it's just my body's instinctive reaction. I feel terrible every morning when I wake up."

The God of Flowing Clouds was taken aback at first, then his gaze subconsciously swept across Feng Yang's face, and then, as if possessed, he glanced at the direction of Feng Yang's pants, and suddenly realized what was going on.

In an instant, a blush, like the sunset, quickly crept onto her cheeks. Like a shy young girl, she lowered her head in a fluster, her hands unconsciously clutching the hem of her clothes. The surrounding air seemed to become hot because of this subtle atmosphere.

"You're a lecher too! I'm ignoring you!"

The Goddess of Flowing Clouds let out a coquettish cry and suddenly stood up, her skirt billowing as she moved.

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Feng Yang almost laughed.
Under the peripheral vision
The Goddess Lingyue sat alone, forlornly curled up beside a table in the corner.

Her back was slightly hunched, a stark contrast to her usual elegant posture, and she exuded an aura of loneliness.

His eyes were filled with an overwhelming sorrow.

The wine jug in her hand tilted incessantly, and the wine poured into her mouth like a stream. She was already somewhat drunk, and her cheeks were flushed with an unnatural redness, but this did not diminish her natural beauty at all. Instead, it added a touch of pitifulness to her appearance.

Other deities passed by.
I wanted to persuade her to drink less from behind.

Or rather, drink with her.

She rejected them all with a single, ruthless, and decisive word.

The voice was sharp and cold, like the north wind of winter.
"roll!"

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Therefore.

She was the only one at her round table.

(End of this chapter)