Douluo: I become stronger when I take in disciples!

Chapter 234 Dark Lolita
The next day.

Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong lay languidly on the bed, their bodies limp and unable to move.

Although the blue flame waterbed was filled with Feng Yang's powerful divine energy, which could continuously nourish their bodies.

But what they faced last night was, after all, an incomparably powerful deity.

Even with their special physical condition, they couldn't withstand such intense "torture".

hum~
Feng Yang waved his hand lightly, and divine power surged around him, as if he had changed his clothes with a single click.

The robe that had been lying casually on the ground now clung smoothly to his slender body, the hem fluttering gently without wind, outlining an elegant curve.

The exquisite texture at the collar and the delicate trim at the cuffs shimmered slightly under the divine light, further accentuating his imposing presence.

Followed.

With a gentle smile, he leaned down slightly, looking down at Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong, and spoke softly.

"I almost forgot, it's just the two of you now. Do you still want to continue?"

The tone was both teasing and full of affection.

Ning Rongrong's cheeks flushed, and she buried her head under her arms in a coquettish tone, her voice soft and sweet but with a hint of cunning.

"Let Little Rabbit do it, she'll definitely still want more."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Wu quickly poked her head out from under the covers, waving her hands repeatedly. Her hair was messy, but it couldn't hide her cuteness.

"I've had enough, I feel like I've gained a pound..." Her eyes crinkled, and her charmingly naive appearance made people smile.

One pound of weight.
What exactly does "high quality" mean? Does anyone understand?

"Hahaha."

Seeing the two girls so lively and adorable, Feng Yang couldn't hold back any longer, and his hearty laughter echoed throughout the room.

With these two girls, the Blue Flame Temple gained a warmer atmosphere.

Feng Yang was also busy.

He went straight to get down to business.

The sea god, the Rakshasa god, and the angel god are the three first-level deities.

Even a first-level deity requires a genius among geniuses.

But it doesn't have to be this harsh, as if it's deliberately targeting them.

Especially the first two.

Because Feng Yang had already heard that the Angel God had long planned to pass on the divine position.

And what he was waiting for was Qian Renxue.
The first two are different.

Both Poseidon and Bibi Dong, both level 99 peak Douluo, waited for many years but still did not gain their recognition.

Even if Feng Yang gave it to Poseidon, Bibi Dong would still be able to obtain the Divine Inscription Soul Skill.

Their strength has doubled.

But these two deities still seemed unwilling to accept it.

They simply refused to begin their divine trial.

Feng Yang had no choice but to approach them personally.
Feng Yang's divine power surged, and he soared into the air like a roc spreading its wings. His figure transformed into a streak of light, instantly piercing the sky and rushing towards that mysterious place.

Before long, he landed steadily on the island standing between the clouds and the sky.

Before me stood the solemn and majestic Temple of the Sea God.

However, the moment his feet touched the island, a majestic and icy voice boomed in his ears like thunder.

"Uninvited guest, please leave!"

The voice contained the supreme majesty of the sea god, as if proclaiming the inviolable sovereignty of this place.

Feng Yang curled his lips into a cold smile, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes, and responded without showing any weakness.

"I can go back, but if you don't talk to me today, then I won't talk to you in the future. You'd better watch yourself."

His words were resolute and carried an unquestionable air.

Poseidon, however, was utterly disdainful, his anger already burning fiercely within him.

He already knew that Feng Yang had gone to the Sea God's Temple in the lower realm. He had uttered such vicious words to Poseidon, who had loyally followed him for many years.

Poseidon now harbors deep resentment towards the sea god, feeling that he has been treated extremely unfairly.

That's why the Sea God was determined to give Feng Yang a good thrashing.

Watching Feng Yang's retreating figure, the Sea God could no longer contain his anger and roared loudly.

"Hmph, you speak ill of me behind my back, turning my loyal Poseidon against me, and you still want me to pass on my divine position to her? How shameless do you think you are? Do you think I don't know you want Poseidon to go to the divine realm and become your wife? Ha, wishful thinking! You're disgusting! Dream on!"

His voice echoed above the temple, filled with boundless anger and resentment, as if he wanted to vent all the pent-up frustration in his heart.

Feng Yang paused slightly but did not turn around, continuing to walk into the distance.

The Rakshasa Temple stood eerily in that eerie and fearsome region, surrounded by thick black mist that surged and spread like evil miasma rising from the deepest part of hell, spreading a chilling aura.

The mist, like invisible behemoths, churned and surged in the void, occasionally emitting chilling and terrifying sounds, as if countless wronged souls trapped in a dark abyss were wailing in despair, each sound filled with endless pain and resentment.

It must be said that the divine power wielded by the Rakshasa God exudes a terrifying demonic aura, giving people a strong feeling.

This is hardly the power of a deity; it is more like magic from the depths of evil, making one deeply doubt its identity as a "god."

at this time!

The Rakshasa God keenly sensed a powerful aura descending upon this place accompanied by blue flames.

Bang.

There was a loud bang.

One of the temple's large doors opened out of thin air without warning.

A dense, dark power surged forth from it.

The Rakshasa Goddess, dressed in a magnificent black robe, possessed a graceful yet chilling figure. Like a black lightning bolt, she flew swiftly out of the temple and landed steadily in front of Feng Yang.

"God of Wind and Willow, the place where the Shadowless Divine Tree is located is beautiful and enchanting. Why do you choose to come to this gloomy and ghostly place of mine instead of going to such a wonderful place?"

The Rakshasa Goddess slightly raised her chin, her eyes filled with a hint of mockery and curiosity, and asked.

Feng Yang wore a gentle smile and looked calmly at the Rakshasa Goddess.

The Rakshasa Goddess is the same height as Bibi Dong, only 160 centimeters.

She is slightly shorter than Xiao Wu, who is now 165 cm tall.

It was precisely because of Rakshasa Goddess's height, coupled with her deliberately retained bangs, and her delicate appearance that was fixed after absorbing the power of the sun and moon gods after becoming a god, that she looked even more petite and cute.

Have you ever heard of the Dark Lolita?

"Dark Lolita?"

The Rakshasa goddess paused slightly, her delicate brows furrowing, a look of confusion in her eyes, clearly finding the title quite unfamiliar.

“That’s exactly like you,” Feng Yang replied.

"I?"

“That’s right.” After a pause, Feng Yang continued, “I think you are even more beautiful than the goddess of the Shadowless Divine Tree.”

The Rakshasa Goddess was taken aback once again.

A hint of surprise flashed in her beautiful eyes, clearly not expecting Feng Yang to suddenly utter such words of praise.

"Heh~ Hahaha."

A series of crisp, yet somewhat unrestrained laughs.

It broke away from the original gloom and dullness, bringing a unique charm.

"God of Blue Flames, you are the first deity in all these years to say such a thing. Why don't we get together?"

The Rakshasa Goddess tilted her head slightly, a faint smile playing on her lips, her eyes gleaming with cunning. Her tone was flippant, as if she were deliberately testing Feng Yang.

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This really is a dark lolita!
So proactive!

"Of course I wanted to, but what am I going to do now that I just brought my wife to the realm of gods?"

(End of this chapter)