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

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Bibi Dong stretched out her finger and gently stroked Xuanming's nose. "The mighty Primordial God, who can even reconstruct the rules of the universe, how come he's like a salted fish since he came back?"

Xuanming rolled his eyes and gave her a disgruntled look. "You try working non-stop for decades, and it has to be high-intensity physical labor with no proper breaks in between. Even if I were a god, I'd wear myself out."

Upon hearing this, Bibi Dong couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"It seems that everyone's resentment is indeed stronger than I imagined."

Bibi Dong sat up, and with a casual wave of her hand, two crystal-clear cups of divine wine flew into her hand. She handed one to Xuan Ming, took a small sip herself, and her expression gradually became more serious.

"Let's get down to business."

"With the establishment of the Great God Circle and the integration of the outer planes, the current God Realm is basically free of major problems. The rules are in operation, and the priests are doing their jobs. At least for the next few thousand or even tens of thousands of years, there will not be any major fluctuations."

Bibi Dong looked at Xuanming and asked, "What are your plans next? Do you want to continue your honeymoon life of traveling and sightseeing, or... find something serious to do?"

Upon hearing the words "traveling and sightseeing," Xuanming's hand holding the wine cup trembled slightly.

No! Please don't!

Xuanming quickly sat up, looking still shaken. "Um... let's put the trip on hold for now. I think the God Realm is great, with beautiful scenery, fresh air, and most importantly, it's peaceful."

"I'm not really interested in doing anything earth-shattering right now. But if you have any problems you can't solve, or if you need me to step in and keep things under control, I can lend a hand."

"As for the rest..."

Xuanming sighed and drank the divine brew in his cup in one gulp. "Let me rest for a bit. I feel weak in the knees just looking at the bed legs."

Bibi Dong raised an eyebrow and looked him up and down with a half-smile.

"It seems like everyone's not quite in line. I remember when we had that meeting we agreed to take it slow and steady. But what happened? It's been almost nonstop, hasn't it?"

"It's not just that it hasn't stopped..."

Xuanming grimaced, "They practically want to tie me to their waistband. Xiaowu is another story, that girl's stamina is ridiculously good; Rongrong looks delicate, but she has all sorts of tricks up her sleeve when she gets going; and then there's Zhuqing, who's usually quiet, but when it comes to that kind of thing... tsk."

Even Brigitte, who seems the most honest and gentle...

Xuanming shook his head, his face showing a look of "the past is too painful to recall." "I even suspect that they planned this together, and that this is a war of attrition against me."

"I don't understand either. Everyone here is a god, how can they still have such strong desires? This doesn't make sense."

Seeing Xuanming's confused and helpless expression, Bibi Dong put down her wine cup, a complex emotion flashing in her eyes.

"Don't you really understand?"

She reached out and gently stroked Xuanming's cheek, her fingertips tracing his brow bone and bridge of his nose before finally resting on his lips.

“Xuanming, you used to be... too serious.”

Bibi Dong's voice became somewhat low, "Think back to before you became a god, even in the period right after you became a god. Although you were good to us and would risk your life for us, in that kind of thing, you were like an ascetic."

"Let's not even talk about things like that. Even with something slightly intimate like a hug or a kiss, you often subconsciously avoid it or just go for the sake of it."

Xuanming was stunned for a moment.

He recalled the past. Indeed, back then, a sword always hung over his heart. He feared death, feared loss, and feared that the curse he carried would harm those around him.

So he got used to restraint, used to suppressing all his emotions, and wrapping himself in a shell of indifference or rationality.

"Back then, you valued responsibility above all else and treated self-control as an instinct."

Bibi Dong looked into his eyes and said earnestly, "But we are women too. We love you, we crave your touch, we crave your response, we crave to become one with you."

"That longing, suppressed by your seriousness for a year, ten years, a hundred years, even a thousand years." "Do you know what that feels like?"

"It's like a person dying of thirst in the desert, looking at a cup of water in front of them, but unable to drink it. That kind of thirst will ferment and deteriorate over time, eventually turning into an almost insane obsession."

"Their hunger and tirelessness are all thanks to the hunger you inflicted on them in the past?"

Xuanming fell silent.

He had never considered the issue from this perspective. He always thought he was protecting them, maintaining a pure relationship. Little did he know that this "protection" was, in a way, also a cruel form of "deprivation."

"Now, you have finally let go of your burdens and are finally willing to open your heart to us."

Bibi Dong leaned closer to him, her warm breath washing over him. "Once that longing that has been building up for over a thousand years bursts forth, do you think it will be so easily quelled?"

Stop dreaming.

Bibi Dong poked his chest, "Once you've rested well in the God Realm, go down and satisfy them a few more times. This state of hunger should gradually improve. But to get them completely calm down and return to that gentle, steady state..."

She held up a finger and waved it in front of Xuanming.

"It will take at least several thousand years."

“Several thousand years?!” Xuanming was completely bewildered.

"What? You think it's taking too long?"

Bibi Dong snorted softly, lay back down on the bed, pulled the blanket over herself, and turned her back to Xuan Ming. "Who told you to be so greedy and provoke so many people? Since you provoked them, you have to take responsibility to the end."

"This is a debt you owe; pay it back slowly."

Xuanming looked at Bibi Dong's graceful figure, then at the empty and luxurious temple, and could only let out a long sigh.

"Would you say I brought this on myself?"

He shook his head helplessly, then lay down and gently hugged Bibi Dong from behind.

"alright."

Xuanming closed his eyes, feeling the real warmth in his arms.

"Several thousand years is just a few thousand years."

Anyway... we have plenty of time.

"As long as you don't mind that I'm an old ox who has ruined the fields, that's fine."

Bibi Dong's body trembled slightly, then she turned around, snuggled into his arms, found a comfortable position, and a satisfied smile appeared on her lips.

"Go to sleep."

"I'll let you go tonight..."

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Elf Star, the core of the Dragon Realm.

This is the place with the most abundant spiritual energy on the entire planet, and also the habitat of the new dragon race. And deep within those endless dragon mountains lies a mysterious valley shrouded in auspicious seven-colored clouds.

That place is the secluded retreat of the auspicious beast, the Three-Eyed Golden Lion.

Ever since Xuanming went to the void to condense his divine position decades ago, the Three-Eyed Golden Lion has been slumbering here. She could have become a god long ago, but she refused. Because in her logic, becoming a god was for the purpose of going to the divine realm to find Xuanming; if Xuanming wasn't in the divine realm, what was the point of her becoming a god?
I might as well go to sleep. (End of Chapter)