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

"The Age of Two Gods... The Age of Two Gods!"

Bibi Dong's breathing became rapid, and a burning ambition shone in her purple phoenix eyes.

She herself possesses the legacy of the Rakshasa God, while Lin Ye possesses the legacy of the Evil God. Moreover, judging from this situation, Lin Ye's speed of becoming a god will only be faster than hers!

Once the master and disciple both successfully ascend to godhood, the entire Douluo Continent, no, even the entire God Realm, will grovel at their feet!

What Haotian Sect? In front of these two gods, they are nothing but ants that can be destroyed with a wave of their hand!

"Haha...hahahaha!"

Thinking of this, Bibi Dong could no longer contain her joy and burst into laughter in front of everyone, her laughter filled with exhilaration and domineering spirit.

Zhu Zhuqing, who was standing to the side, and the guards and maids around her who had been alerted were all dumbfounded.

When had they ever seen His Holiness the Pope so out of control?

Zhu Zhuqing stared blankly at Bibi Dong, who kept glancing at the sky, then the ground, and then bursting into laughter. She then looked at Lin Ye beside her, who remained calm, as if he had expected this. She whispered in his ear, "..."

"Lin Ye, is Teacher...is she alright? Did you upset her and make her act a little strange?"

"Don't worry, everything's fine." Lin Ye squeezed her small hand and chuckled softly.

"She's overjoyed. She's harbored ambitions for decades, and today she finally sees hope of realizing them. How could she not be excited?"

Bibi Dong laughed for a while before finally calming down.

She regained her noble and aloof demeanor, but the light in her eyes was brighter than ever before.

She walked up to Lin Ye, and for the first time, she didn't adopt that condescending attitude. Instead, she looked at him with an almost equal gaze, even one that carried a hint of expectation.

"Lin Ye, you did a great job, exceptionally well! You exceeded all my expectations!"

"From today onwards, you have complete control over all the resources of the Spirit Hall! All elders, including myself, will fully cooperate with any action you take!"

"I want you to, in the shortest possible time, build an unprecedented, unified empire for me and for the Spirit Hall!"

Bibi Dong's voice was powerful and resonant, filled with unquestionable authority.

Upon hearing this, the surrounding guards all knelt down excitedly and shouted:

"May His Highness the Holy Son live forever! May His Holiness the Pope unify the continent!"

Lin Ye looked at the empress before him, who had regained her stunning radiance, and smiled slightly.

He knew that from this moment on, he could truly be considered an equal to his teacher in terms of strength and status.

"As you wish, Your Holiness the Pope." Lin Ye performed a standard noble salute.

Bibi Dong nodded in satisfaction, then waved her hand and announced:

"Pass on my order! Tonight, hold a grand victory banquet at the Papal Palace to welcome His Highness the Holy Son back!"

"Furthermore, summon all elders and deacons of rank in Spirit City. They must attend! I want everyone to know just how extraordinary and brilliant our Spirit Hall's Holy Son truly is!"

Bibi Dong's decision was not just for celebration, but also to establish her authority!

She wanted to use this opportunity to make everyone in the Spirit Hall see clearly Lin Ye's current strength and status, to completely elevate him to godhood, and to unite everyone's hearts.

"Yes, Your Majesty!" The captain of the guards excitedly accepted the order and left.

Soon, the entire Spirit City was in an uproar because of the Pope's order.

Lin Ye didn't care much about this; he had no interest in any celebration banquet.

He glanced at Zhu Zhuqing, whose face was flushed with shock and admiration, and took her hand, saying to Bibi Dong:

"Teacher, I won't rush to attend the banquet. I'll take Zhuqing back to her palace to rest first. She's been traveling a long way and is a bit tired."

After saying that, without waiting for Bibi Dong's reply, she grabbed Zhu Zhuqing and walked straight towards the Holy Son's bedroom amidst everyone's envious and jealous gazes.

Bibi Dong watched the two figures leave, her expression slightly stiffening.

This little rascal, he can't wait to get back?

She shook her head, but a hint of doting and helplessness flashed in her eyes.

Never mind, let him be.

After all, after tonight, he will face the ever-changing landscape of the entire continent.

Thinking of this, Bibi Dong turned around and looked back at the magnificent Papal Palace.

The era belonging to the Spirit Hall—no, the era belonging to her and Lin Ye—is finally about to begin!

As night falls, the lights are on.

The entire Papal Hill was immersed in a sea of ​​joy, and the Papal Palace was brightly lit, bustling with activity and clinking glasses.

All the high-ranking members of the Spirit Hall gathered here to attend this grand celebration banquet for Saint Lin Ye.

However, the main character of the banquet is not here.

Inside the Holy Son's bedroom.

The luxurious room was filled with a subtle fragrance, a stark contrast to the hustle and bustle outside.

Lin Ye and Zhu Zhuqing did not attend the banquet that was destined to be boring. Instead, they had exquisite dishes delivered to them and enjoyed a candlelight dinner just for the two of them.

"Lin Ye, are you really not going to show your face at the banquet? After all, it's an event your teacher is hosting for you."

Zhu Zhuqing took a small bite of a piece of lobster meat, her big, watery eyes looking at Lin Ye across from her, and asked with some concern.

She knew Lin Ye didn't like these kinds of occasions, but it was, after all, the Pope's good intention.

"I'm not going." Lin Ye took a sip of the red wine in his glass and leaned back lazily in his chair.

"What's the point of that kind of occasion where everyone wears a mask and speaks insincerely? It's much more practical to stay here and have dinner with my big cat."

Upon hearing the words "my big cat," Zhu Zhuqing's pretty face flushed slightly, but her heart was filled with sweetness.

She put down her knife and fork, looking at Lin Ye's face, which appeared even more handsome and profound in the candlelight, her eyes somewhat unfocused.

From the moment she saw his nine terrifying spirit rings in the plaza, she had been in a state of disbelief, and even now, her heart was still pounding.

Level 97, a million-year soul ring...

Zhu Zhuqing felt a mix of pride and joy for him, but also a deep sense of panic and unease stemming from the vast difference in their abilities.

Lin Ye was a man who could see right through her little schemes.

He put down his wine glass, stood up, walked to Zhu Zhuqing's side, gently wrapped his arms around her slender waist from behind, rested his chin on the top of her soft hair, and whispered in her ear:

"What are you thinking about, my big cat?"

The warm breath sprayed on her earlobe, causing Zhu Zhuqing's body to tremble slightly, and her earlobes instantly turned red.

"N-nothing...it's nothing..." she said somewhat flusteredly.

"You still say it's nothing?"

Lin Ye chuckled softly, turned her body around so she was facing him, cupped her delicate face in his hands, and forced her to look into his eyes.

Your eyes are practically telling me you're really panicking.

Their eyes met, and Zhu Zhuqing saw a clear reflection of herself in Lin Ye's deep eyes, as well as the undisguised tenderness and doting affection.

She could no longer pretend; her eyes reddened, she bit her lip, and whispered:

"Lin Ye, you're...too strong right now. I...I'm scared..."

"What are you afraid of?" Lin Ye's voice grew even gentler.

"Are you afraid I won't want you anymore?"

Zhu Zhuqing didn't speak, but her slightly trembling eyelashes already hinted at what was to come.

This is her deepest fear.

Born into the Xingluo Zhu family, she witnessed the cruel reality of being abandoned because of insufficient strength from a young age.

Dai Mubai's cowardice and escapism left her with a deep psychological scar.

She fears history will repeat itself.

Looking at her pitiful appearance, Lin Ye felt both sorry for her and amused.

He sighed, pulled her into a tight embrace, nuzzled his chin against her forehead, and said in an extremely solemn and earnest tone:

"Fool, what nonsense are you thinking?"

"You are my woman, Lin Ye's woman. I said I would protect you and make you the most honorable woman in the world. That promise will always stand."