Douluo: I become stronger when I take in disciples!

Chapter 228 The Power of the God-King
"Let's perform the apprenticeship ceremony!" Feng Yang said calmly, his voice not loud.

Without hesitation, the Goddess Lingyue lifted her skirt and knelt heavily on both knees, her posture dignified and devout.

"Lingyue greets Venerable Master Lanyan!"

Her voice was clear and firm.

He bowed deeply, his head hitting the ground with his forehead, displaying utmost respect.

A crisp system notification sounded in Feng Yang's mind.

【Ding--! 】

[Passive task completed]

[Disciple Accepted: Goddess Lingyue]

[Apprentice Requirements: Goddess!]

[Giving away the ultimate reward!]

[The flames emerge and manifest, containing the power of the Heavenly Dao!]

[Strength Assessment: God King]

Feng Yang was startled, feeling a powerful and mysterious force surge into his body.

God King's Power
They have already broken free from the shackles of the Heavenly Dao and possess boundless freedom and majesty.

The wonderful feeling brought by this power is indescribable, and it filled him with a strong sense of confidence and pride.

can only say.
Absolutely captivating!

【Ding--! 】

The most suitable inscription skill has been found for the Goddess of the Moon!

【Turn into the moon! 】

"Get up!" Feng Yang suppressed his excitement and tried his best to keep his voice calm.

"Thank you, Master!" Goddess Lingyue rose respectfully, her eyes sparkling with gratitude and excitement.

At this moment, all the gods around them were focused on them, their eyes filled with astonishment and confusion.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the Goddess Lingyue actually became Feng Yang's disciple, a scene that was truly unbelievable.

You should know that the Goddess Lingyue is usually aloof and cold, and she always ignores other gods, appearing to keep people at arm's length.

But now, she knelt down and became Feng Yang's disciple without hesitation, a stark contrast that left the other gods completely baffled.

After all, they are now gods, with their own status and dignity in the divine realm. To them, this act of becoming a disciple is quite illogical.

"What on earth is going on? Why would the Goddess of the Moon suddenly make such a decision?"

"Yes, what is it about Feng Yang that makes the Goddess Lingyue so captivated?"

"Could it be that Feng Yang has mastered some incredible secret? Otherwise, why would the Goddess Lingyue be willing to become his disciple?"

"The key question is, is it really necessary for a deity?"

"Let's go!"

Flames emerge and follow.

It was just a thought.

Feng Yang moved with agile steps, exuding a calm aura, and led the Goddess Lingyue all the way towards the Seventh Heaven.

The two figures streaked across the sky like shooting stars, drawing the attention of the other deities.

Soon, they arrived at the Blue Flame Temple.

The temple radiated a deep blue light, which flowed like a tangible substance, giving people a mysterious and powerful sense of oppression.

The goddess Lingyue was somewhat alarmed.
The temple created by a first-level deity using divine power is indeed incomparable to that of a second-level deity.

With a gentle flick of his sleeve, Feng Yang caused the temple doors to slowly open.

After entering.

Feng Yang stretched out his hand, and a flash of light appeared in his palm, revealing an ancient inscription with intricate patterns.

"This is my gift to you as we meet." Feng Yang handed the inscription to the Goddess Lingyue, his voice calm yet powerful.

The Goddess Lingyue received the inscription with trembling hands, her eyes filled with awe and anticipation.

She eagerly placed the inscription before her eyes and began to examine it closely. As she delved deeper into her study, a look of shock gradually appeared on her previously calm face.

Her eyes widened, her mouth slightly agape, as if she were witnessing the most incredible thing in the world.

"By cultivating divine power through daily transformations of the moon, one can dramatically increase their divine power, much like absorbing the power of a planet! Reaching the peak strength of a first-level god can be achieved in just three days!"

The Goddess of the Moon murmured to herself, her voice filled with disbelief.

She knew all too well how difficult it was to improve one's strength in the realm of gods; many deities had spent hundreds or even thousands of years trying to break through their bottlenecks.

And this "Transformation into the Moon" divine skill actually allowed her to reach the peak of a first-level god in just three days, which is simply a fantasy!

At this moment, the Goddess Lingyue felt an indescribable sense of gratitude welling up in her heart.

She could no longer control herself, and with a "plop," she knelt down and kowtowed heavily to Feng Yang.

"Master's kindness is beyond repayment! Lingyue has no way to repay it!"

Her voice was choked with sobs, and tears welled in her eyes.

Feng Yang slightly raised his hand, and a gentle force lifted the Goddess Lingyue.

“There’s no need for that. Since we are already master and disciple, I will naturally help you.” Feng Yang’s eyes were gentle and encouraging, and his words were like a spring breeze, warming the heart of the Goddess Lingyue.

"Master!!"

She was so moved that she didn't know what to say.

"Alright, you should hurry up and go," Feng Yang said.

this moment.

Lingyue was already eager to cultivate divine power, so she went into seclusion for three days.

After Lingyue left, Feng Yang headed towards the mortal realm.

Time flies, and what was three days in the God Realm has been three whole years in the Douluo Continent.

Those girls, I don't know how they are doing now, my heart is full of worry and longing.

After determining the location, Feng Yang flashed like a blue lightning bolt, heading straight for the Chinese Imperial Palace.

In the blink of an eye, he landed steadily on the magnificent roof of the Chinese Imperial Palace.

Feng Yang's sudden arrival instantly alerted the Imperial Guards.

Sensing that powerful and unfamiliar aura, the Imperial Guards were on high alert, and they all suddenly sprang up.

"There are assassins!!"

A sharp cry shattered the tranquility of the palace.

In an instant, hundreds or even thousands of imperial guards raised their spears, their wings suddenly unfurling behind them like a flock of fierce eagles, rushing straight towards Feng Yang. The spears gleamed with a cold light, carrying a sharp aura, as if they wanted to pierce through Feng Yang in one fell swoop.

Feng Yang had no intention of harming them.

Flames emerge and follow.

boom----! !

A mere thought was like an invisible storm, sweeping out in an instant.

The Imperial Guards felt an immense force rushing towards them, and before they could react, they were all knocked to the ground, dazed and confused.

This terrifying divine power, like a heavy dark cloud, pressed down on everyone in the Huaxia Palace, making it hard for them to breathe. Their hearts were filled with fear and shock.

Just then, Qian Renxue, Xiao Wu, Ning Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing, Huo Wu, Dugu Yan, Ye Lingling, Meng Yiran, and more than a dozen other girls heard the commotion and rushed out of the palace. Armed with weapons and with alert eyes, they prepared for a fierce battle with the approaching enemy.

However, when they recognized Feng Yang, their tense expressions vanished instantly, replaced by surprise and excitement. Longing surged through them like a burst dam.

"Feng Yang!"

"It's Feng Yang!!"

"Husband!"

"It's your husband!"

The girls called out his name, their voices trembling with joy.

Without hesitation, they ran towards Feng Yang, tears welling in their eyes, as if they wanted to pour out all the longing they had felt over the past three years in this one moment.

(End of this chapter)