Wuhun Luo Sanpao? I am the Dragon Emperor!

Chapter 382 Shui Qing'er is favored, Xue Beng is appointed to a critical mission! (Bonus Chapter)
The God of Kindness kindly took Tang Yuehua's hand, his tone even gentler:
“Younger sister, you are new to the divine realm and must be unfamiliar with many things. I have a palace in the Southern Realm, which is quite beautiful and quiet. If you don’t mind, would you like to come with me for a few days? I can then tell you about the sights and many other things in the divine realm.”

Tang Yuehua was slightly taken aback and subconsciously looked at Yu Xiaolie.

Yu Xiaolie nodded gently to her, his eyes conveying support.

He could see the goodwill and sincerity of the God of Kindness, and he understood that this was a rare opportunity for Yuehua.

With Yu Xiaolie's approval, Tang Yuehua felt reassured and gave the God of Kindness a polite smile: "I am deeply honored by the God of Kindness's favor."

Upon hearing this, the God of Kindness's smile grew even brighter, as if he had found a kindred spirit.

Just as the God of Kindness invited Tang Yuehua, another streak of light rushed in from the distant horizon.

This streak of light was entirely ice-blue, and wherever it passed, tiny ice crystals condensed in the air, emanating an extreme chill.

The light faded, revealing a woman in an ice-blue dress.

Her hair was as white as ice, her skin as white as snow, and her eyes were a deep, dark blue, as if they contained the ice of ages past.

She emanated powerful fluctuations of ice-elemental laws, making her the Water Goddess, one of the seven elemental gods of the divine realm.

After the water god descended, his gaze immediately locked onto Shui Qing'er.

As a fellow water-elemental controller, she possesses an extraordinary sensitivity to the aura of water and ice.

Shui Qing'er's Ice Phoenix Martial Soul seemed to sense the call of a powerful being of the same origin, letting out a clear phoenix cry. An illusory image of an ice phoenix involuntarily appeared behind her, circling joyfully.

"Such pure Ice Phoenix bloodline!"

A hint of amazement flashed in the Water God's cool eyes, "Although it originated from the lower realm, it has been reborn and touched the origin of the laws. It's rare, truly rare!"

She could sense that Shui Qing'er not only possessed a top-tier ice-type martial soul, but her body had also been tempered by the frigid spring in the Yin-Yang Well of Ice and Fire, and nourished by Yu Xiaolie's divine power. Her foundation was so profound and her potential so immense that it was in no way inferior to some naturally born ice-type spirits or powerful beings in the God Realm.

The Water God walked directly to Shui Qing'er, a rare, gentle smile appearing on his usually cold face: "Little girl, I am the Water God, who wields the water elemental laws of the divine realm. Your talent and power are extremely compatible with mine."

She paused, then continued her invitation, her voice still cool, but carrying an obvious sincerity:

"The water element in the divine realm is vast and boundless, its profound mysteries far exceeding the imagination of the lower realm. Would you be willing to cultivate with me and explore together the ultimate secrets of the laws of ice and water? I need an assistant like you to help me maintain the balance of the water element in the divine realm."

Shui Qing'er blinked her big eyes, her face full of flattery and surprise.

She never expected that she would be chosen by an elemental god so soon after arriving in the realm of gods.

She excitedly grabbed Yu Xiaolie's arm and shook it: "Xiaolie, the Water God asked me to cultivate with her!"

Seeing her happy expression, Yu Xiaolie's eyes also unconsciously lit up with a smile, and he nodded gently. He never expected her to encounter such a fortunate opportunity.

Seeing that Shui Qing'er agreed, the Water God nodded in satisfaction, then looked at Yu Xiaolie and said solemnly, "New Asura God, please rest assured, I will definitely teach her carefully."

Yu Xiaolie felt quite gratified to see that Tang Yuehua and Shui Qing'er were quickly appreciated by the powerful figures of the God Realm and found their place.

His relief was also greatly relieved that they were able to integrate into the divine realm so quickly.

Then, his gaze involuntarily turned to a certain direction deep within the realm of gods.

That was the forbidden place where the Golden Dragon King was imprisoned.

Even though they were separated by an extremely great distance and were blocked by numerous seals, the Dragon Emperor bloodline within him still felt a strong throbbing and longing.

It was a call from the very source, an attraction between equally powerful dragon forces.

Although the Dragon Emperor form has awakened, it has been initially completed with the help of the Silver Dragon King's fragments of the Creation Godhead.

But like the Dragon God, the Dragon Emperor is the supreme being of the Dragon Clan, standing at the pinnacle of the Dragon Clan.

Therefore, for the Dragon Emperor's power to truly approach perfection and reach the supreme realm of encompassing all things and ruling over all dragons, it also needs to draw upon the primordial power of the Golden Dragon King. Moreover, besides the Golden Dragon King, Yu Xiaolie has another matter to attend to.

A certain lewd god who has been spying on the angel god and exposing the Qianrenxue god's test.

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Douluo Continent.

The flames of war raged across the sky, and the smoke of battle obscured the sun.

The Star Luo Empire's iron cavalry surged forward like a life-devouring black tide, crushing villages and towns, its advance aimed directly at the heart of the Heaven Dou Empire.

Battle reports flew to Tiandou City like snowflakes, but almost every one of them was stained with blood and defeat.

"Report! Qingyang Pass has fallen!!"

"Urgent report! Chishui Fortress has been breached! The Star Luo Vanguard is less than 1,500 li from Tiandou City!"

"Your Majesty...Your Majesty! The southern supply route has been cut off, and our 300,000-strong army is in danger of running out of food!"

The Heavenly Dou Empire's Imperial Palace, once a solemn and majestic golden hall, is now shrouded in a suffocating sense of despair.

On the dragon throne, the elderly Emperor Xueye had a sallow complexion, sunken eyes, and was coughing violently, as if he were coughing up his heart and lungs.

"Cough cough...cough...Beng...Beng'er..."

The Snow Night Emperor struggled to raise his trembling hand and pointed below at an avalanche that was pale and helpless.

When her father called her name, Xue Beng was like a startled rabbit, shuddering violently and almost losing her balance.

"Father...Father Emperor..."

"The front lines...cough cough...are in grave danger..."

Emperor Xueye gasped for breath after every few words, “I…I command you…to be the military supervisor, to immediately proceed to…the front-line camp, to oversee…to supervise the battle, and to stabilize morale…”

This order struck like a bolt from the blue, leaving Avalanche reeling.

Go to the front lines?
Isn't that just going to your death?
He instinctively wanted to refuse, to plead and cry, but seeing the last glimmer of almost begging expectation in his father's cloudy eyes, and the silent yet heavy gazes of the surrounding ministers, all his words stuck in his throat, and in the end he could only kneel down stiffly and almost numbly.

"Your son...your subject...accepts the decree..."

At that moment, Avalanche felt that he was not there to oversee the battle, but rather to be pushed out as a sacrificial lamb to appease the empire's misfortune.

Or rather, to bear the final infamy of the fallen kingdom on behalf of his father, who was already on his deathbed.

……

Tiandou City, this ancient capital with a history of thousands of years, has long lost its former prosperity and tranquility.

The streets were sparsely populated, and most of the pedestrians seemed to be in a hurry, their faces showing worry.

Six or seven out of ten shops have closed down, with only long queues still forming in front of grain stores, where prices have skyrocketed to astronomical figures, and panic is spreading like a plague.

At the foot of the city wall and on the bulletin board, the brand-new imperial edict was particularly eye-catching.

The notice, displayed in bold, offered a hefty reward to recruit any aspiring Soul Masters, strategists, or other capable individuals to serve on the front lines.

The rewards were naturally astonishingly generous: titles, gold soul coins, soul bones...

The crowd thronged around the imperial edict, discussing it animatedly, but mostly shaking their heads and sighing.

(End of this chapter)