Douluo Continent: Dark Demon God Biao, inheriting the position of an evil god

Chapter 44 Three Punches Shatter the King of Deception's Dream, Commander, I Am Laughing at the Mortal World

Dai Yuntian left the Ye family and walked alone on his way back to his dormitory.

The moonlight was cold and clear, and the streets were sparsely populated.

As he walked, he keenly noticed that there seemed to be several subtle and deliberate footsteps behind him.

Someone following?

Dai Yuntian remained calm and continued walking, but suddenly turned around when he passed a secluded alleyway.

really.

Three boys with their faces covered by black cloths were following behind furtively.

One of them was holding a bulging sack, which was about to be put over his head.

Trying to trap me?
Dai Yuntian's eyes turned cold. He didn't even bother to look closely at who the person was; his body's instincts reacted faster than his thoughts.

He clenched his right fist, and the extremely evil soul power in his palm instantly condensed, bringing with it a strong wind, and smashed it directly towards the face of the masked man at the front.

“Ouch!”

A cry of pain rang out. The boy carrying the sack was caught off guard and was punched squarely in the eye socket. He saw stars and dropped the sack to the ground.

The boy, covering his eyes, squatted on the ground: "You...you dared to hit my eyes! Brothers, get him, beat him up!"

The masked leader was none other than Xiao Hongchen, who was worried that his younger sister would "go astray".

After much thought, he concluded that if he beat Dai Yuntian, that pretty boy, into a pulp, his sister Meng Hongchen would naturally lose interest.

However, the envisioned mass attack did not occur.

The two "brothers" he brought exchanged glances, and instead of stepping forward, they tacitly took two steps back.

One of them lowered his voice, his tone clearly hesitant: "Boss... I'm sorry, you only give us a few hundred dollars a month, why are you risking your life like this..."

Another person quickly chimed in, "That's right, that's right, we'd better get out of here!"

After saying that, the two of them turned around and ran away without hesitation, quickly disappearing into the night, leaving Xiao Hongchen standing there dumbfounded.

"Damn it, you two ungrateful bastards! Why are you running away?"

Xiao Hongchen was so angry that she jumped up and down, covering her burning eyes and screaming, "Did I tell you to risk your lives? It's just dealing with a six-year-old brat, why are you so scared?"

"Damn it, none of these guys in the underworld have any sense of loyalty!"

Xiao Hongchen turned around angrily, ready to teach Dai Yuntian a lesson himself.

But in the instant he turned his head, he could see clearly in the dim moonlight.

Beneath Dai Yuntian's feet, a profound thousand-year-old soul ring was slowly rising.

"Holy... Holy crap!!"

Xiao Hongchen's anger was instantly extinguished by a bucket of ice water.

A thousand-year-old soul ring?!
What an international joke!
Isn't this kid only six years old?!

Shocked as he was, Xiao Hongchen knew there was no turning back now that things had come to this.

He suppressed his fear of the thousand-year-old soul ring, gritted his teeth, and channeled his soul power, shouting:
"Martial Soul Possession, Three-Legged Golden Toad!"

Dai Yuntian had no intention of waiting for him to activate his martial soul. He was in a good mood, but anyone would be in a bad mood if they were suddenly targeted with a sack while walking down the street.

He took a step forward, moving so fast that he didn't give Xiao Hongchen a chance to activate his martial soul. His fists and feet fell like a storm.

Bang! Snap! Thud!
Dai Yuntian's attacks were precise and ruthless, specifically targeting Xiao Hongchen's face.

After a few punches, Xiao Hongchen's originally handsome face swelled up at a visible speed, his eye sockets were black and blue, and his mouth was cracked, turning him into a complete "pig's head".

"You...you have no martial ethics! My martial spirit hasn't even been fully activated yet!"

Xiao Hongchen was stunned and angry after being beaten, and protested incoherently.

Upon hearing this, Dai Yuntian intensified his attacks, sneering, "Martial virtue? Talk about martial virtue with someone who wants to put a sack over my head? You're not worthy."

"Ouch... Stop hitting me! I was wrong... I was wrong!"

Xiao Hongchen curled up on the ground, clutching his head, and begged for mercy.

He feared that if he didn't beg for mercy now, he wouldn't have another chance.

Dai Yuntian vented his anger, looked at the gruesome pig's head on the ground, snorted, and then turned and disappeared at the end of the street.

After a long while, Xiao Hongchen finally dared to get up shakily, touching his swollen and painful cheeks. Although there was no mirror, he could vaguely imagine his face, which was swollen like a pig's head.

"It's completely over now..."

Xiao Hongchen was on the verge of tears: "If Meng saw this... she would probably think that guy is even more handsome and would look down on me, her brother, even more."

He could almost see his sister, Meng Hongchen, pointing at his face, laughing so hard she almost fell over, and then admiring Dai Yuntian even more.

……

Dai Yuntian's residence was not in the academy, but in a small courtyard of about 400 to 500 square meters that Long Xiaoyao had bought before.

As soon as he stepped into the living room, a lazy yet magnetic female voice came from the darkness: "Finally decided to come back?"

Dai Yuntian looked in the direction of the sound and was slightly startled. He saw Ye Xishui lying on her side on the living room sofa, wearing only a dark red silk nightgown that was as thin as a cicada's wing, outlining her alluring curves.

A pair of fair, jade-like legs were casually crossed.

Judging by her appearance alone, no one would guess that the woman in front of them is 180 years old.

"How will you be here?"

Suppressing his surprise, Dai Yuntian asked.

Ye Xishui lazily tossed her long hair, and asked with a half-smile, "Why can't I be here?"

"Where is Elder Long?"

Dai Yuntian looked around but did not find Long Xiaoyao.

"What business is it of yours where he goes?"

Ye Xishui seemed to be getting a little impatient.

She sat up, her nightgown slipping off her shoulders without her noticing, and stared intently at Dai Yuntian: "Kid, listen up. Although I don't know what method you used to get that old guy Xiaoyao to willingly protect you, I have one condition."

"If you agree, I, Ye Xishui, would even protect you!"

Dai Yuntian remained silent for a moment, then calmly asked, meeting her intensely piercing gaze, "What are the conditions?"

Ye Xishui parted her red lips slightly, a hint of barely suppressed desire flashing in her eyes: "Let me feel that power that erupted from between your brows last time... again."

"Is that so?" Dai Yuntian did not hesitate and gently wiped his forehead.

Om-!
In an instant, the mark of the evil god between his eyebrows suddenly erupted with an indescribable dark divine light, illuminating the dimly lit living room.

"Yes, that's it, don't move!"

Before she finished speaking, Ye Xishui appeared in front of Dai Yuntian like a red phantom and pulled him into her arms without saying a word.

"Hey! You..."

Caught off guard, Dai Yuntian stumbled into a world of warm, soft flesh, his nose instantly enveloped by a rich yet dangerous fragrance unique to mature women.

He hasn't reacted yet.

Ye Xishui lowered her head and her cool, crimson lips precisely kissed the shining divine mark between his brows.

It greedily absorbed the divine light from his forehead.

Dai Yuntian tried to struggle, but her strength was astonishing. Seeing that she couldn't break free and didn't feel any threat, she simply gave up and gave up.

Time passed quietly.

After an unknown amount of time, Ye Xishui finally slowly raised her head, a blush of extreme satisfaction appearing on her beautiful face. She even unconsciously let out a soft burp: "It's true!"

"It really is the power of a god..."

Despite her best efforts, she could only extract a negligible amount of divine power from the mark.

But with just this wisp of divine power entering her body, she clearly felt that the hidden injuries and stagnation in her meridians caused by her early cultivation of evil arts and the rapid absorption of soul power were showing obvious signs of relief and repair!

This fundamental improvement far surpasses any rare and precious natural treasure!
"are you ready?"

Dai Yuntian was a little sleepy from all her fussing and couldn't help but yawn.

Perhaps it was due to her fondness for the evil god's power that Ye Xishui's state of mind underwent a subtle change.

Or perhaps it was simply a feeling of closeness she had developed towards him.

Ye Xiping's usually icy tone had become unusually gentle, even carrying a hint of doting:
"Okay, go to sleep, kid."

As she spoke, she pulled Dai Yuntian back into her arms, adjusting him into a comfortable position, as if she were holding a large doll.

Dai Yuntian struggled for a moment but to no avail. As drowsiness overcame him, he became too lazy to argue anymore and simply found a comfortable position in her arms and fell into a deep sleep.

Ye Xishui lowered her head, feeling the faint, comforting afterglow of divine power emanating from the boy's brow in her arms, and slowly closed her eyes.

The two of them then drifted off to sleep.

……

Meanwhile, in the realm of gods, the palace of the evil god...
On the throne, the god of evil slowly opened his eyes, a faint, almost imperceptible wisp of dark light flowing and dissipating from his fingertips.

Through the divine test mark, he already knew about the little incident that had just happened in the lower realm.

"interesting……"

"A mere mortal dares to pry into and even absorb the divine power within my divine examination mark. I truly don't know whether to praise your audacity or curse you for being reckless."

The God of Evil shook his head slightly, but a meaningful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Never mind, it's just a tiny, insignificant thing, it doesn't bother me. The situation in the God Realm is delicate right now, with undercurrents surging... If that kid can ascend smoothly, he'll need to cultivate his own team."

The gaze of the evil god seemed to pierce through the endless void, landing on the courtyard where the two were sleeping in each other's arms.

"Since you have this karmic connection with my successor, as long as you do not harbor any disloyal intentions and help him grow... why not grant you a chance?"

"As for whether you can seize this opportunity to become a god, that depends on your own destiny."

(End of this chapter)