Douluo Continent: All I Do Is Destroy Rings is Skill.

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"Another sunny...dusk?"

Inside the bedroom, Ning Wuque drew back the curtains he had drawn "last night" and looked at the faintly rising full moon on the horizon. He had been fighting with Ning Tian and Wu Feng for a whole day and night.

Looking back, Ning Tian, ​​who had regained consciousness three times, was sitting on the edge of the bed covering Wu Feng with a blanket. The latter had a tired but very satisfied expression on his face. After glancing at Ning Wuque, he fell into a deep sleep.

Ning Tian gently stroked Wu Feng's face, first stretching her flawless body before turning to look at her husband, her tone tinged with shyness and dissatisfaction:

"You bad guy, you're still watching! Come help me downstairs to get something to eat! Honestly... can't you be a little gentler?"

"Okay!"

Responding, Ning Wuque glanced at Ning Tian with a hint of smugness, but ultimately did not continue. Instead, he walked over and gently picked him up.

Splash!

The sound of the shower started shortly afterward, and then, more than ten minutes later, Ning Wuque helped Ning Tian, ​​who had changed his clothes and finished washing up, downstairs.

"Tian'er, wait here for a while. They should be having dinner at this time. I'll go get you some good food."

Ning Wuque helped Ning Tian sit down at a table and chair on the first floor. He first poured her a cup of hot water before getting up to leave.

The latter had little strength left; he could only nod while wearily drinking water and supporting his lower back, gritting his teeth and frowning, still feeling a slight pain.

She didn't really want to blame Ning Wuque, but... this was a bit too much for her to bear. Luckily, she brought Feng Mei along. Otherwise, if she were alone, even if Ning Wuque didn't want to have three wives and four concubines, she would have found two sisters to share the burden for his sake and for her own.

"Hiss~ I wonder if Fengmei and I are pregnant. It's been so long, she should be able to conceive on the first try, right? Oh well, I'll go see Aunt Shu tomorrow."

.........

Leaving home and out of the courtyard, Ning Wuque stretched his body contentedly, not speeding up, but slowly walking towards the auditorium.

According to the information I had previously learned from my brother-in-law Ning Wuyou, the hall would be used to entertain guests during these three days and would not be demolished until the three-day wedding was over. This would also include all the buildings on the hill, except for Zhang Can's villa.

"Old Yi, this woman's taste... tsk tsk tsk, so good! Even better than when I was fighting with Long Aotian!"

"You rascal... the sky's already turning yellow? Indeed, even I, an old man brimming with vitality, envy you. Alas... I'll die still a young man."

"Oh? Mr. Yi, you have absolutely no experience? That shouldn't be the case, considering you don't look like a good person at all... Ah, no, I mean the methods you used."

[Hmph—just empty talk! A true hero doesn't dwell on past glories. My heart is dead, and I no longer have a physical body. Alright, don't call me unless it's absolutely necessary. I still need to study your body.]

The spirit form of Electrox reached out and tapped Ning Wuque on the head, then burrowed into his body, using the blood and energy of Ning Wuque's body to nourish its own soul while observing every change in his physical form.

Ever since Ning Wuque achieved the pseudo-Spirit of Life, Electrox has been incredibly curious about his body, not only about whether he can complete this path, but also about all the changes along the way.

Now he even specially mobilized divine power to help enhance his memory, using his mental power like carving to engrave all of Ning Wuque's physical body into a book and seal it into his own memory inheritance.

In reality, Ning Wuque had already stretched his body after chatting with Electrolux for a while. After the former left, he quickened his pace and covered a long distance in just a few minutes to arrive at the auditorium.

At this time, the sky was turning dusky, the moon had just risen above the water, and the sun was about to set.

Waiters brought the prepared food and drinks into the hall, creating a lively atmosphere.

Out of consideration for the younger generation, the elders all left and went to the pagoda building located in the sect's main hall to have a small feast. The entire hall was filled with young people who were at most five or six years younger than Ning Wuque, some even a few years younger than him.

"Hmm—! Wuque, why are you so late? Yesterday, Master stopped you from sneaking away. Come on, you have to drink a few jars before you leave today!"

The moment he entered, as if a fish had smelled fish, Long Aotian, who had been sitting at the table drinking and eating with Yu Tianlong and Bei Bei, stood up abruptly, raised the edge of his wine jar, and beckoned to Ning Wuque:

"This fruit wine is really good! I don't usually drink, but I couldn't resist trying it. Come on, come on!"

"Hahaha, that won't do, that won't do. If I go back smelling like that, Tian'er probably won't even let me in the door tonight. Let's wait until later. I'll personally bring wine to your door and challenge you to a fight. Let's forget about these few days."

Ning Wuque waved his hand, politely declining, while glancing at the others in the hall.

Some drank, some ate, and some chatted. Since there were no elders present, everyone did whatever they wanted without much formality.

Only a few sword sects, such as the Proud Sword Sect, gathered together to elegantly drink tea and wine, while looking down with disdain at those ostentatious and barbaric individuals.

Especially those from the Heavenly Dragon Gate and the Earthly Dragon Gate, they all looked like they hadn't eaten. Even Nan Qiuqiu felt a little embarrassed by their stares and wanted to remind her fellow disciples to be careful and not to mess with the rough men from the Heavenly Dragon Gate.

Meanwhile, Ning Wuque's arrival also attracted some attention, but not much, because the elders had reminded him before leaving, and the leaders were not brain-dead, so they wouldn't cause trouble at this time.

As for challenging someone to a fight, that's even more impossible. I don't have the strength, you know? That would just be asking for a beating.

"That's a real shame. You've been having a good time these past few days, but you'd better watch out. The competition is only a few months away, and if you lose to me because of excessive indulgence, I won't just despise you, I'll make a huge fool of you!"

"What are you talking about? Do you think I'm that kind of person? Alright, let's have a couple of drinks. I need to fill my stomach first, then I need to bring some back for Tian'er and Fengmei."

Ning Wuque sat down next to Long Aotian and placed a jar of wine on the table.

Beside him, Long Aotian also picked up a wine jar, and Yu Tianlong and Bei Bei opposite him started to use it in unison.

clang~

The clanging of the jars was incredibly loud.

.........

"Tian'er, I'm back."

When Ning Wuque returned, the moon was already rising. He clinked glasses with Long Aotian and Yu Tianlong, chatted with Huo Yuhao, Bei Bei and the others for a while, and then returned with some fresh food packed from the kitchen.

As soon as I entered, I saw Ning Tian sitting on the table, fiddling with a small glass pagoda.

(End of this chapter)