Douluo Continent: Little Huo Niang Taken Away by Di Tian

Inside the top floor of the Spirit Pagoda, Huo Yutong couldn't contain her joy, her eyes sparkling with excitement, "The matter over at the Star Luo Mountains has been completely settled!"

"And..." She lowered her head slightly, her cheeks flushed, her voice filled with undisguised sweetness, "Uncle and I...held hands! It was the first time!"

After speaking, Huo Yutong cupped her burning cheeks in her hands, as if savoring the warmth and comfort that had just been transmitted through her palms.

Little Diqiu, standing to the side, couldn't help but retort, "So, when are you planning to officially marry my dad?"

Huo Yutong instantly lost her composure, blushing so deeply that even the roots of her ears turned bright red. "What did you say! That was way too fast!"

Zi Ji, standing nearby, chimed in, "What's so quick about it? After I confessed to Lao Long, we got married not long after."

A teasing smile played on her lips. "Back then, he joked that I was a little dragon who wasn't even 100,000 years old yet, but not long after, he came and proposed to me."

"Compared to you, I was much more passive." Brigitte covered her mouth and chuckled, her face flushed with happiness. Recalling the past, "Back then, I was undergoing my ten-thousand-year tribulation, and he unhesitatingly shielded me from that world-destroying lightning tribulation. After surviving the ordeal, he said something to me that still touches my heart to this day—'Become my partner. As long as I live, I will protect you.'"

Biji and Ziji recounted their past love stories with Di Tian, ​​one after the other. Huo Yutong also shared her experiences with Di Tian.

Finally, after the three girls finished speaking with great enthusiasm, Xiao Diqiu couldn't help but complain again: "I have to say, my father has always liked young girls all these years."

Seeing the three girls' gazes, she quickly added, "I've calculated it; the combined age of the three of you when you met Dad is probably still less than I am now!"

The air froze for a second, then burst into a helpless sigh.

Brigitte: I was just a gosling a few thousand years old back then...

Murasaki: Back then, I was just a little dragon, not even ten thousand years old...

Huo Yutong: I was only eleven years old back then...

Bi Ji, Zi Ji, Huo Yutong: ... (The air fell silent again)

To break the awkward and delicate atmosphere, Biji coughed lightly and quickly changed the subject: "Alright, let's not talk about these old stories. The ceremony for the immortal herbs to fuse their souls is scheduled for after this year's Soul Master Competition."

First, it's to give their families enough time to consider; second, given their current cultivation level, they still need to consolidate it further; and third, the remaining time is just enough for us to go to the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well, complete the final contract with the Snow Emperor, and then head to Mingdu to participate in the competition.

"A great battle is imminent, and after the tournament comes the real life-or-death struggle." Zi Ji's expression also became solemn.

"No matter how dangerous the situation is, the Spirit Pagoda will definitely win the championship!" Huo Yutong clenched her fist.

"Sigh, it's a pity I can't go with you..." Xiao Diqiu pouted, feeling a little disappointed.

Huo Yutong smiled and ruffled her hair. "We'll tell you the story slowly when we get back from the competition."

But Xiao Diqiu blinked her big eyes and asked, "Um... since you're going to the competition, when are you planning to formally confess your feelings to my dad?"

Huo Yutong paused for a moment, then her cheeks flushed again, and she said softly, "Right... after the Soul Master Competition ends."

Di Tian, ​​who was working with Mu En to "educate" Xuan Zi, suddenly sneezed.

He frowned and scoffed inwardly: No need to guess, it must be this dimwit cursing me in his mind.

With a change of heart, he became even more ruthless and swift in his attacks, his fists whistling as he slammed Xuanzi into the ground once more.

Not far away, the spectators appeared peaceful and serene.

"The Beast God's punch just now was incredibly powerful and mighty; it could probably shatter a mountain." Yan Shaozhe commented with a satisfied expression as he cracked sunflower seeds.

"That's right, if I were to take a solid hit like that, my bones would probably fall apart." Qian Duoduo mumbled in agreement while popping sunflower seeds into his mouth, and then grabbed a handful of them.

"These melon seeds are fragrant, crisp, and tender, with a lingering aftertaste. I'll have to buy several sacks of them later," Old Lin said, squinting and leaning closer to the Demon King with great interest.

Upon hearing this, the Demon King pulled out a bulging cloth bag from his soul tool: "This is all from my sunflower field. I just filled a bag myself, there's plenty!"

Xie Sen's eyes lit up: "Senior, since the yield is so plentiful, why don't I go to that sunflower field myself tomorrow and fill up a few more bags?"

"Haha, it's no big deal. Go ahead and do it tomorrow." The Demon King waved his hand.

At this moment, Old Zhuang shifted his position and praised the small stool he was sitting on: "This stool is exquisitely woven and sturdy, and it's very comfortable to sit on. Look at the texture; it must be made of palm reeds?"

"Elder Zhuang has a good eye," the Demon King introduced. "This was woven by one of my subordinates, the Palm Grass Queen. She wove quite a few in her spare time, and they've come in handy today."

The elders chatted and laughed, creating a harmonious atmosphere, completely ignoring the screams from the center of the battlefield.

Xuanzi, bruised and battered and mired in the ground, listened to the sounds of people cracking sunflower seeds and laughing all around him. His eyelids grew heavy, his consciousness blurred, and he almost drifted into a peaceful slumber...

After that, Xuanzi became infamous—in an extremely disheveled manner.

Inside Shrek City, Yan Shaozhe was in front, and Qian Duoduo was behind, the two of them carrying a "mummy" that was tightly wrapped in a white cloth, walking unsteadily.

The bandages were so tight they didn't even cover the nose completely, leaving only two nostrils exposed for breathing, making it look exactly like an unearthed artifact just dug out of an ancient tomb.

Between the "mummies," Xuanzi let out two weak groans, sounding muffled: "Ugh... Don't shake me... I feel like throwing up..."

Pedestrians along the way turned their heads in disbelief as Xuanzi was so "grandly" transported back to the Sea God Pavilion, and many of them were so nervous that their shoulders trembled as they tried to suppress their laughter.

After finally arriving at the Sea God Pavilion, the two practically dragged and pulled the "human mummy" onto the soft couch.

Yan Shaozhe breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's finally here. I must say, the Beast God really went all out; it's a miracle he didn't beat the old guy to a pulp."

Qian Duoduo slumped in a chair and said bluntly, "I'd rather die than do this kind of hard labor again."

A faint protest came from the soft couch: "...I heard you...you heartless bunch..."

At this moment, Mu En slowly strolled out from behind, glanced at the wriggling "mummy" on the bed, stroked his beard, and nodded in satisfaction: "Hmm, well wrapped up, very secure. It seems that Senior Di Tian's beating wasn't for nothing."