Douluo: Martial Soul White Tiger, I am the White Emperor of Heaven

Chapter 458 Reflections Brought by the Power of the Rakshasa God
This time, Liu Erlong's tone did indeed carry a hint of genuine annoyance. Although the allure in her eyes hadn't completely faded, her furrowed brows and slightly trembling lips revealed that she had reached the point of shame and anger.

Dai Chengfeng was pushed away slightly by her. Looking at the beautiful woman in front of him, who was panting heavily, both ashamed and angry, he knew that today's "test" had reached its limit.

If this continues, we might really provoke this fiery goddess of fire; too much of a good thing can be bad.

He readily stepped back, creating some distance, but his gaze remained intensely fixed on Liu Erlong's swollen and moist lips.

His tongue lightly traced the corner of his lips, as if savoring something, then a playful yet lingering smile appeared on his face, his voice low and ambiguous:
“Fine, I’ll leave. But…” He paused deliberately, his gaze intense, “Second Sister’s mouth… is so sweet.”

After saying that, without waiting for Liu Erlong's reaction, he chuckled softly, finally turned around, and left the room with a calm and even somewhat leisurely gait.

The door was gently closed, leaving only Liu Erlong and the lingering, intense aura of Dai Chengfeng in the room.

Liu Erlong leaned back in his chair, completely exhausted, his chest still heaving violently, and the burning, forceful touch seemed to linger on his lips.

As Dai Chengfeng's footsteps faded into the distance, her tense nerves finally relaxed completely, but what followed was an overwhelming sense of shame, anger, and frustration.

"This...this bastard! Shameless!"

She cursed under her breath, raised her hand and rubbed her lips hard, but the feeling of being kissed was as clear as a brand.

She was angry at Dai Chengfeng's audacity and recklessness, and even more angry at her own earlier descent into depravity and her inability to resist.

The feeling of being completely controlled and constantly being defeated was both unfamiliar and unsettling to her, who had always been assertive.

Recalling her last, utterly unthreatening "I'm really going to get angry," which sounded almost like a childish tantrum, she felt even more annoyed.

Liu Erlong suddenly stood up, wanting to smash something to vent his anger, but after looking around, he forcibly restrained himself.

She walked to the window and just then saw Dai Chengfeng's departing figure disappear at the courtyard gate. His figure was tall and composed, as if he had just had an ordinary sparring match.

"Humph!"

She snorted heavily and slammed her fist on the window frame, the wooden frame making a dull thud.

A mix of shame, anger, confusion, and a fleeting flutter of emotion she herself refused to acknowledge left her utterly bewildered, leaving her helpless to watch as the "culprit" swaggered away.

He felt like a defeated general, powerless and furious.

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A cool breeze was blowing.

In the bustling Spirit City, Dai Chengfeng walked alone on his way back to the Spirit Hall, his mind still subconsciously recalling Liu Erlong's embarrassed and angry face.

He subconsciously pursed his lips, as if he could still feel that softness and warmth, and a smile involuntarily appeared on his lips without him even realizing it.

But soon, this fleeting beauty was overshadowed by heavier thoughts as he recalled Liu Erlong's analysis.

"The root cause of the failure of the Netherworld White Tiger fusion is the Rakshasa divine power I possess..."

Dai Chengfeng frowned slightly, thinking to himself.

While Liu Erlong's words pointed out the key to the failure of the fusion, they also highlighted a problem that seemed almost unsolvable.

After all, this Rakshasa power was not something Dai Chengfeng actively cultivated; rather, it was attracted by the power of Asura and parasitized by the other party, making it more like a powerful and stubborn "mark".

Normally, it's fine; under the suppression of the Asura's power, it not only has no effect on me, but it can even enhance my strength...

But this cannot change the fact that it is inherently aggressive and exclusive.

Now, for Dai Chengfeng to want to use the Netherworld White Tiger, a martial soul fusion skill that requires absolute honesty and deep integration, and to make this power, which is not entirely under his control, "behave itself"... is simply a fantasy!
"what can we do about it?"

In his mind, Dai Chengfeng considered possible solutions.

The first method is to completely control the power of the Rakshasa god.

This is the most ideal, but also the most difficult path.

The level of divine power is far beyond his current reach, let alone the original power of a first-level deity like the Rakshasa God.

Even if there is only a trace of it in his body, if he tries to control it by force, it is still no different from an ant trying to shake a tree. If he is not careful, he will be completely devoured and lose his mind.

Perhaps only when his strength reaches the level of a peerless Douluo, or even touches the threshold of godhood, will there be a sliver of a chance to attempt to subdue this power, but...

That's such a distant thing. A distant source of water can't quench an immediate thirst.

The second method is to completely purify or strip away the power of the Rakshasa.

This is equally fraught with difficulties.

Leaving aside how to find a method or treasure to purify god-level power, the process of stripping away it is extremely dangerous.

This divine power has already merged with his own soul power and even martial soul to a certain extent. Forcibly separating it could damage his foundation, causing a sharp drop in cultivation level or even damage to his martial soul.

The risks are too great, and the costs are unbearable.

As for the third option, which is also the last solution Dai Chengfeng could think of...

To find a power or method that can neutralize or suppress the exclusiveness of the Rakshasa god's power.

For example, by borrowing the power of Asura? After all, the power of Rakshasa God originated from the power of Asura, so perhaps they are of the same origin and mutually restraining?
But as soon as the idea came to mind, Dai Chengfeng rejected it himself.

For the same reason, the Asura power within him was more like a trigger. He did not control the Rakshasa divine power itself, and the Asura divine power with its killing and judgment attributes was even more domineering than the Rakshasa divine power.

Dai Chengfeng fears that the process of integration will likely lead to extremely intense conflicts...

"Sigh, how easy is it to neutralize the characteristics of god-level power?"

After much thought, all the possible approaches seemed to have led to a dead end.

Each method either has excessively high requirements, carries enormous risks, or has questionable effectiveness.

Dai Chengfeng couldn't help but sigh, feeling incredibly overwhelmed.

Finally, he rubbed his temples and exhaled a long breath.

"Enough," he said, looking up at the sky. A gentle breeze calmed his chaotic thoughts. "Daydreaming is useless and only adds to my troubles."

"Where there's a will, there's a way; things will work themselves out. Perhaps the opportunity lies somewhere in the future; forcing it will only lead to failure..."

Since there was no solution for the time being, Dai Chengfeng stopped dwelling on the problem.

All he knew was that all he could do right now was to continue according to the original plan, first working with Zhu Zhuqing and Hu Liena to build a solid foundation of understanding and improve his own abilities.

As long as we are strong enough, we will surely find new opportunities in the future.

Soon, having temporarily put aside his worries, Dai Chengfeng quickened his pace.

When he returned to the temporary residence arranged by the Spirit Hall, he could see two slender figures reflected in the glass window of the room from afar.

(End of this chapter)