Douluo Continent: My Martial Soul is the Black Dragon, I am the Lord of the Gods

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"I...I want to!"

Tang Ya no longer hesitated, her eyes burning with fanatical light, "As long as it allows me to create something stronger, I'm willing to become a demon, let alone a god!"

"very good."

Xuanming nodded in satisfaction, "If you're willing, that's all that matters."

Before he finished speaking, the white light in his hand suddenly intensified and struck Tang Ya directly between the eyebrows.

"boom--!!!"

An immense, indescribable primordial divine power surged into Tang Ya's body like the Yangtze River.

There were no obstacles, nor any so-called tribulations or lightning trials.

The level 99 bottleneck that had imprisoned Tang Ya for decades shattered instantly in the face of this power, as if it were made of paper.

Level 100... Priest... Level 3 Divine Essence...

Tang Ya felt as if her body was burning, every cell was cheering and jumping for joy, and her soul seemed to have broken free from the shackles of her body and sublimated to a whole new level.

It only took a few breaths.

When the light faded, Tang Ya remained standing in the same spot. But at this moment, the aura emanating from her had undergone a qualitative change.

It was no longer the turbid soul power of mortals, but pure and refined divine power.

Level 100 True God!

"This..." Tang Ya stared blankly at her hands, which were emitting a faint glow.

That's it... done?
No need for seclusion? No need for tribulation? No need for enlightenment?

Don't be surprised.

Xuanming clapped his hands. "This only helps you raise your level of life, which is called physical godhood. But you are currently an unregistered person and do not have a divine position."

"According to the rules, you should have comprehended the rules and condensed a godhood like Yuhao. However, with your talent, if you were to do that, you would probably only manage to obtain a second-level godhood after thousands of years, such as a god of mecha or something. It would be meaningless and a pure waste of time."

"So, I've found you a better place to go."

"A better place to go?" Tang Ya asked, puzzled.

"Yes." Xuanming nodded. "Do you still remember Xiaowu?"

"Sister Xiaowu?" Tang Ya certainly remembered her; she was the lively and adorable goddess who was always with Xuanming.

"She is now the God-King, wielding the power to break the laws. But as you know, she's good at fighting, but when it comes to brains or construction, she's completely unreliable."

Xuanming complained, "She's been clamoring lately for a cool set of equipment, preferably the kind that can blast people away without her having to lift a finger."

"So, are you interested in becoming her priest?"

"A priest?" Tang Ya hesitated. "Is that... a subordinate?"

"He is a subordinate, but not an ordinary subordinate."

Xuanming explained, "The priests of the God King can directly borrow the power of the God King's laws. In other words, if you become Xiaowu's priest, although you don't have a divine position, you can directly mobilize the power of the God of Destruction."

"With the blessing of the Law of Destruction, the weapon you create, even a small pistol, can have the destructive power of a first-level god."

"Isn't this much better than you painstakingly cultivating to become a second-level god yourself?"

After hearing Xuanming's explanation, Tang Ya's eyes lit up completely.

Is it possible to directly invoke the laws of destruction to create weapons?
This is practically like giving her mech an unlimited power boost!
"I do! I absolutely do!"

Tang Ya was so excited she almost jumped up, "As long as I can continue my research, I'll be a priest for anyone!"

"Then it's settled."

Xuanming smiled and said, "During this time, you should handle the affairs of the Tang Clan and make arrangements for the aftermath... oh no, I mean the follow-up arrangements."

"After a while, Xiao Wu will come down to pick you up herself."

At this point, Xuanming pointed to the huge "Dark Blood Demon" mech next to him.

"Oh, right, there's a mission."

“You have to bring this huge thing up with you.” “Bring it up?” Tang Ya was taken aback. “But doesn’t the God Realm forbid bringing mortal objects?”

"That's the rule for other people."

Xuanming said calmly, "My rule is that anything useful, even a brick, can be taken."

"Moreover, a large part of the reason I made you a god is for this reason."

Xuanming stepped forward and gently tapped the outer shell of the mecha.

"I want to see what would happen if we replaced the core of this thing with an energy source from the divine realm, replaced its armor with divine iron, and inscribed the laws of destruction onto its skeleton..."

"Could this thing become the first God-King level mecha in the God Realm?"

"God-King level mecha..."

Tang Ya murmured these words repeatedly, feeling as if her blood was boiling.

That was a field she never even dared to dream of.

But now, the god named "Xuanming" has placed the key to that realm in her hands.

"I understand."

Tang Ya took a deep breath, her eyes filled with unwavering determination—the kind of determination a craftsman has for the ultimate creation.

"Please rest assured."

"Just give me enough materials and time..."

"I will definitely build you a perfect weapon!"

Xuanming nodded in satisfaction.

"Okay, I believe in you."

"gone."

After speaking, Xuanming's figure gradually faded and disappeared into the air.

The underground workshop returned to silence.

But Tang Ya knew that everything was different now.

……

Several months later.

The Tang Clan announced that its Supreme Elder, Tang Ya, had entered seclusion to comprehend the universe and attempt to break through to the Divine Realm, and would no longer concern herself with worldly affairs. All matters of the Tang Clan, large and small, would be entrusted to the new sect leader.

On a stormy night...

A purplish-black divine light silently descended upon the forbidden area of ​​the Tang Clan.

Xiao Wu looked at Tang Ya, who was fully prepared and had even packed the entire underground workshop into a giant storage soul tool, and couldn't help but pat her on the shoulder with a smile.

"Xiaoya, welcome to the God Realm Demolition Team!"

"Xuanming said you can build very powerful cannons?"

"Quickly, get me two of these once we get up there. I've been wanting to get rid of Uncle Destruction's broken staff for ages. Let's build one that's even more powerful than his!"

Tang Ya looked at Xiao Wu, who had no airs of a god-king, and her tension instantly dissipated.

"No problem, Sister Xiaowu."

"As long as there are enough materials, I'll make you not just two, but two hundred!"

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The Asura Temple, the sleeping quarters.

Unlike the stereotypical image of the Asura God as one of slaughter and coldness, the palace was filled with flickering candlelight and the aroma of warm fragrance.

On the large, dark red sandalwood bed that could comfortably accommodate several people, Xuanming lay sprawled out, his eyes blankly staring at the dome painted with a starry sky, looking as if his body had been hollowed out and his soul had left his body.

Bibi Dong lay on her side beside him, propping her head up with one hand, her long, wine-red hair cascading down Xuanming's chest like a waterfall. She was only draped in a thin, gossamer-like purple veil, her perfect curves faintly visible. Her usually dignified and aloof face now wore a lazy and playful smile.

"This...is it not going to work?" (End of Chapter)