Douluo Continent: The Evil Tiger Subdues the Eight Desolations, and Marries Zhu Zhuqing

"I...I fucking...I actually saw a future god in my lifetime?"

King Kong Bear Douluo muttered to himself, his rugged face filled with shock and fervor.

"Is our Spirit Hall... about to produce a god?!"

Ice Spear Douluo's voice trembled, as if he could already see the Spirit Hall unifying the continent and achieving a glorious future of eternal immortality!

Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo exchanged a glance, both seeing the relief of surviving a calamity in each other's eyes.

"Old Ghost, didn't we...didn't we previously consider giving His Highness a hard time?"

Chrysanthemum Douluo lowered his voice and asked in a guilty tone.

On Ghost Douluo's perpetually expressionless face, the corner of his mouth seemed to twitch slightly, and he replied hoarsely:

"It seems...that's true."

"My God!"

Chrysanthemum Douluo suddenly felt a chill run down his spine, and cold sweat instantly broke out on his back.

"Thank goodness... thank goodness we didn't take action! Otherwise... otherwise we might not even have found your ashes now! Offending a future god is like lighting a lantern in a latrine—it's practically suicide!"

Ghost Douluo nodded in deep agreement, feeling a lingering fear in his heart.

When they recall Lin Ye's arrogant and domineering demeanor in the Soul Arena, they not only don't feel angry, but instead feel... that's the demeanor a god should have!

A strong person should have the temperament of a strong person!

Bibi Dong's feelings were the most complex of all.

Looking at her disciple, who had now become so radiant, she felt a mix of relief, pride, and a touch of bitterness.

How much did she pay for the position of Rakshasa god?

Every step they took was filled with bloodshed and pain.

What about Ke Linye?

From the very beginning, he seemed to be on a smooth and successful path, with one extraordinary encounter after another, and even divine inheritance was delivered to his door.

Is the difference between people really that big?

However, the thought only flashed through her mind for a moment.

Bibi Dong quickly adjusted her mindset.

Regardless of anything else, Lin Ye was her disciple, the person she valued most.

The stronger he is, the more advantageous it will be for her and for the entire Spirit Hall.

"If...if in the future, both of us, master and disciple, can successfully ascend to godhood..."

Bibi Dong's eyes were filled with unprecedented ambition.

"Then, the entire Douluo Continent, no, even the entire world, will grovel at our feet!"

Thinking of this, Bibi Dong took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the surging emotions in her heart. She looked at Lin Ye and said in an unprecedentedly solemn tone:

"Ye'er, the fact that you possess divine inheritance is of paramount importance and must not be revealed to more people. Otherwise, it will not only bring death upon yourself but also cause immense trouble for our Spirit Hall."

Lin Ye certainly understood this principle.

Every husband is not guilty, and he is guilty of his crime.

Although he is no longer afraid of any power on the continent, if those hiding in the shadows find out about this, they will definitely stop at nothing to nip him in the bud before he becomes a god.

"I understand, teacher."

Lin Ye nodded, then turned around, his sharp gaze sweeping over each elder present.

He didn't speak, but the terrifying pressure emanating from him, belonging to an 85th-level Soul Douluo and mixed with a trace of evil god power, was released without reservation!

When Lin Ye's gaze swept over the elders, they felt the hairs on their bodies stand on end, and they didn't dare to even breathe.

They all bowed their heads, knelt on one knee, and swore in unison with utmost respect and fervor:

"We swear to the heavens! If even a single word of what happened today is leaked, may we be struck by lightning, our martial spirits shattered, and never to be reincarnated!"

They are all smart people; they know what to say and what not to say.

The wisest choice is to cling to His Highness the Holy Son, this future "god's leg"!

Seeing their expressions, Lin Ye nodded in satisfaction and withdrew his oppressive aura.

"Get up, all of you," he said calmly.

"I believe that all of you elders are loyal subjects of the Spirit Hall and would never betray it. I'm sharing this secret with you today because I consider you all one of my own. I hope that on the day I ascend to godhood, you will all be there to witness the glory of the Spirit Hall!"

Lin Ye's words were a combination of kindness and severity, both a warning and a promise.

Upon hearing this, the elders became so excited that their faces turned red, as if they could already see their bright future of following the gods, living a life of luxury and prosperity.

"We are willing to go through fire and water for His Highness!"

"Fight for the glory of the Spirit Hall!"

Looking at the group of elders who had been so easily swayed by his words, Lin Ye inwardly curled his lip.

"A bunch of old foxes, getting this excited over a pie in the sky, they've never seen anything like this before."

However, this is exactly the effect he wanted.

Only by completely binding these people to his cause can he better implement his next plan.

Bibi Dong watched Lin Ye's actions with a hint of approval in her eyes.

At such a young age, he not only possesses extraordinary strength, but also has a mind and skills far exceeding those of ordinary people. He knows how to win people's hearts and how to control the situation.

She did not make the wrong choice in choosing this holy son.

"Alright, we've achieved our goal; it's not wise to linger here any longer."

Bibi Dong broke the frenzied atmosphere with her words.

"We'll set off immediately and return to Wuhun City!"

"yes!"

The crowd responded in unison.

……

On the way back, the atmosphere had changed dramatically since the trip there.

When they first arrived, the elders' attitude towards Lin Ye was merely one of respect and apprehension.

Now, their attitude has completely transformed into worship and fanaticism.

Even Chrysanthemum Douluo, who is usually full of witty remarks, became docile and obedient in front of Lin Ye, not daring to say a word, for fear of saying something wrong and displeasing this future god.

Lin Ye didn't bother with them; he had more important things to do.

Inside the spacious carriage, Lin Ye handed the golden divine soul ring bead to Zhu Zhuqing.

Zhu Zhuqing looked at the bead that emitted a soft light and was filled with a sacred aura, and asked Lin Ye with some doubt:

"Lin Ye, what is this?"

"This is a divinely bestowed soul ring," Lin Ye explained with a smile.

"It was a reward from the evil god, but I already have my eighth spirit ring, so I don't need this for now."

He paused, looked into Zhu Zhuqing's clear eyes, and said in an unquestionable tone:

"Your soul power is currently level 69, just one step away from level 70. You can use this divinely bestowed soul ring."

"What?!"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Zhuqing suddenly stood up from her seat.

"Give it to me? Lin Ye, you...you're not kidding, are you? This...this is a divinely bestowed soul ring!" Zhu Zhuqing's voice trembled.

Although she didn't know exactly how precious a divinely bestowed spirit ring was, just from the name she knew that it was definitely rarer and more heaven-defying than a 100,000-year spirit ring!

Lin Ye actually wants to give me something so precious?