Douluo: I become stronger when I take in disciples!

Chapter 227 The Goddess Takes on Disciples
This time, a first-level god position was replaced.

Feng Yang hadn't anticipated the evil god king's move.

That look in his eyes was full of hostility and fear.

This forced Feng Yang to prepare for battle at any time.

so.
Improving one's own strength immediately is absolutely necessary.

In particular, you'll need help.

Whether it's a first-level god or a second-level god.

Feng Yang walked steadily toward the Goddess Lingyue.

Across from her, Feng Yang sat down without hesitation, his posture upright, as if he possessed an invisible aura.

Hearing the noise beside her, the already annoyed Goddess Lingyue reflexively blurted out the word "get lost".

But when she looked up and saw that the person who came was Feng Yang, her voice was instantly silenced as if it had been choked by an invisible hand.

Regardless, Feng Yang is now a Level One God, even though he has only recently been promoted, the title of Level One God still stands.

As one of the many gods in the divine realm, she ultimately had to be given some face.

"God of Blue Flames, is there something you need?" The Goddess of the Moon put away her previous agitation, her tone still cold but with a hint of restraint.

"I'll have a couple of drinks with you." Feng Yang said with a slight upturn of his lips and a warm smile on his face.

"Heh." Goddess Lingyue couldn't help but sneer, a hint of disdain flashing in her eyes. "Can I say no?" She really didn't understand why this newly promoted first-level god would suddenly come to join in the fun.

"No!" Feng Yang answered decisively, leaving no room for negotiation.

"..." Goddess Lingyue was speechless for a moment, her heart filled with helplessness, yet she had no way to deal with Feng Yang.

After a moment of silence.

She compromised, saying, "Alright, then let's have two drinks. After you're done, please leave and don't bother me anymore."

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Feng Yang seemed not to have heard the second half of her sentence. He picked up the wine glass on the table and examined the intricate patterns on it with great interest. He looked nonchalant and did not take her words seriously.

"It seems you don't want your daughter to ascend to the God Realm?" Feng Yang suddenly blurted out, his gaze still fixed on the wine glass, but his voice was like a thunderclap, exploding in the ears of the Goddess Lingyue.

Upon hearing this, the Goddess Lingyue froze, and her previously dull eyes instantly lit up.

He felt as if he had been given a shot of adrenaline, and his spirits were high.

"Could it be that the God of Blue Flames is going to help me?"

Her voice trembled slightly, her words filled with unbelievable surprise.

"of course."

As Feng Yang spoke, he slowly raised his eyes, his gaze falling directly on the Goddess Lingyue, his eyes revealing an unwavering determination.

The Goddess Lingyue felt her heart suddenly race, overwhelmed with excitement.

She took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down, and tentatively asked, "God of Blue Flames, are you perhaps going to give me one of the two spots you have for bringing your family members up?"

In her view, this was perhaps the most likely way to help.

"Of course not." Feng Yang decisively rejected her guess, his tone crisp and clear.

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In an instant.

The Goddess Lingyue felt as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over her from head to toe. All her expectations vanished in an instant, and she felt as if she had been thoroughly played for a fool.

She couldn't think of any other way Feng Yang could help her besides this method.

Thinking of this, her expression instantly dimmed, and the light in her eyes gradually went out.

Feng Yang observed her reaction, a faint smile still playing on his lips, and said unhurriedly, "I can take you as my disciple. As long as you cultivate according to the methods I give you, I believe I will definitely be able to defeat a first-level god and replace him." His voice was steady and powerful, as if stating an established fact.

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Upon hearing this, the Goddess Lingyue couldn't help but smile helplessly.

Clearly, she didn't believe Feng Yang's words at all.

In her mind, the idea of ​​taking on disciples was simply a fantasy. This was the realm of gods, not the mortal world; there was no such thing as a simple matter here.

"God of Blue Flames, please stop teasing me." Her tone carried a hint of reproach, feeling that Feng Yang was simply making fun of her.

“I’m not joking with you. If you’re willing to let your daughter grow old and die in the mortal realm, you can disbelieve me, but I must remind you that one day in the divine realm is equivalent to one year in the mortal realm. You don’t have much time left.”

Feng Yang's smile vanished, his expression turning serious, his words carrying a chilling edge. With that, he stood up abruptly, turned and walked away without hesitation, his steps firm, his back conveying a resolute air.

Watching Feng Yang's receding figure, the Goddess Lingyue felt the deepest string in her heart, the fear of losing her daughter, being plucked hard.

The thought of her daughter growing old in the mortal world while she was powerless to stop it felt like a thousand needles were pricking her heart.

At this moment, no matter how absurd Feng Yang's suggestion was, it became her only lifeline.

She had no time to hesitate any longer; she had to seize even the slightest hope.

"The God of Blue Flames!"

The Goddess Lingyue suddenly stood up and shouted with all her might, her voice echoing in the open space.

"I'm willing to become your disciple!" As she uttered these words, a flame of hope rekindled in her eyes. Although the future was uncertain, she was willing to take a gamble for her daughter.

All the surrounding deities focused their gazes on this scene, their faces filled with astonishment and their eyes brimming with disbelief.
They've all become gods!

They're still seeking a master?

What the hell is this?

This includes the sea god.

However, his expression was completely different from that of the other deities.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze deep and complex.
Watching Feng Yang and the Goddess Lingyue's interaction, his thoughts were instantly drawn back to that time on the mortal continent.

At that time, Bibi Dong and Poseidon had just become Feng Yang's disciples when Feng Yang directly became a god.

The shocking scene is still vivid in my mind.

Now, Feng Yang is taking on disciples again in the God Realm, and this similar situation makes him feel a strong sense of unease.

"Could there really be some mysterious connection between them?"

Poseidon pondered to himself, his brow furrowed, and the wrinkles on his forehead became even more pronounced due to his inner anxiety.

Every time Feng Yang takes on a disciple, it's like adding bricks to his path to power.

Given their somewhat strained relationship, it's hard to guarantee they'll emerge unscathed.
Seeing so many gods watching this scene.

Feng Yang did not try to hide it at all.

On the contrary, he wanted to tell all the gods.

After he took the Goddess Lingyue in, her divine power increased greatly!

In this way, more deities will naturally come to him to become his disciples.

Even if the sea god could guess the connection, it wouldn't matter anymore.
They have already reached the level of a first-level deity.

What I want is just one type.
They don't like me, but I can't get rid of them.

You know I'm becoming stronger by taking on apprentices, and you can't stop me.

(End of this chapter)