Although she deliberately lowered her voice, the people present were not ordinary people. Unless it was a highly confidential mental transmission, her low voice could not be hidden from them.

"Deceiving one's master and betraying one's ancestors?"

Everyone present... all the women looked at Bibi Dong, Dong Qing's teacher, eager to know what Dong Qing had done to betray his master and ancestors.

next second.

"Nana, it's best not to say things you shouldn't," Bibi Dong said coldly.

"Teacher, don't be angry, I know I was wrong," Hu Liena said obediently.

Done.

Ignoring Dong Qing's seemingly expressionless but actually panicked heart, Hu Liena ran to Bibi Dong's side and acted coquettishly, completely disregarding Qian Renxue's thoughtful expression.

Betraying one's master and ancestors... The jockey destroys the spider...

Dark Qianrenxue glanced at Qianrenxue's thoughtful face, but made no attempt to remind her of her twin sister.

As for Blue Silver Emperor Ah Yin, although she already knew about Bibi Dong and Dong Qing's secret affair of killing spiders, she was not someone who would speak carelessly.

At this time.

After Hu Liena stepped down, the Zhu sisters, Zhu Zhuqing and Zhu Zhuyun, came up.

"Dongqing, remember to come back, if you don't want me to hate you." Zhu Zhuqing hugged Dongqing tightly around the waist, she was really afraid that this man would never come back.

"I will definitely come back."

Dong Qing didn't say anything else; he knew that what they wanted to hear was nothing more than those four words.

"I will be waiting for you in the lower realm... which is the continent beneath my feet," Zhu Zhuyun said earnestly.

Over the years, she has always been by Dongqing's side, serving as his most capable assistant. Although she is essentially a woman who admires strength, she has also given this man her whole heart and everything she could.

Admiring the strong is not a sinful act; it is a normal psychological need.

simply put.

Admiration for the strong refers to the special psychology of respecting, worshipping, and liking people who are better than oneself, which makes one's own goals become demanding and ambitious.

Whether for men or women, admiring strength is either an innate trait or a social phenomenon, and most people cannot resist this innate trait.

The tendency to admire the strong is not limited to either gender. Anyone who sees themselves as the weaker party and needs to be protected by the other party will unconsciously develop this mentality.

"Yes, just wait for me to come back." Dong Qing gently stroked Zhu Zhuyun's face.

For him, as long as his woman remained chaste and loyal to him, he could forgive her no matter what she did, whether she committed murder, arson, or any other heinous crime.

It is clear.

Zhu Zhuyun is a woman who admires strength, but is absolutely loyal.

Several minutes have passed.

"Will you come back?" Bai Chenxiang nestled against Dong Qing's chest like a little bird.

"Yes," Dongqing replied patiently.

He is very fair; he doesn't show favoritism just because there are many women, nor does he become fickle or tired of women just because there are many women.

"I... will you look down on me because I'm not talented enough? I'm far inferior to Xiaowu and Zhuqing," Bai Chenxiang said in a low voice.

"Don't worry, Xiangxiang, even if you were a pig, your man, as the God King, is confident that I can raise you to the level of a Title Douluo. When the time is right, I'll give you a chance to ascend to the Douluo God Realm," Dong Qing assured him.

"How annoying! If you can't speak properly, then don't speak at all. You're the pig." Bai Chenxiang angrily punched Dongqing, making it hard to tell if she was being coquettish or what.

As time goes by, people naturally become more familiar with each other. She has become a mature woman; she is no longer the shy girl who used to be in front of Dongqing.

Previously, this swift had to fly very carefully to protect herself from breaking her wings, but since she got the gyrfalcon, she can finally fly freely.

Time continues to pass...

"You bastard Dongqing, you'd better come back soon. We haven't settled things yet." Xiaowu gritted her teeth, glaring fiercely at Dongqing.

“That night was my fault…” Dong Qing said, head bowed.

“Xiao Wu, you mustn’t blame him, it’s Mom’s fault,” A Rou stepped forward.

"Mom, you...you did such a thing, and you still have the nerve to say it!" Xiao Wu was furious.

"Xiao Wu, it's been more than four months already, why are you still dwelling on this? It's not like Mommy is keeping everything to herself." A Rou didn't seem to think she had done anything wrong.

In the dog-eat-dog world of soul beasts, she believed that what she was doing was not wrong.

Moreover.

She thought this was a good thing for Xiaowu; she couldn't really find her a stepfather.

How wonderful it is now.

My son-in-law, daughter, and I are as close as family, like a family of three, but in some ways we have transcended that, reaching a completely new and indescribable realm.

Time continues to pass...

"Congratulations, Rongrong, you are now the sect master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School." Dong Qing gently hugged Ning Rongrong's slender waist, silently enjoying the unique touch.

"Sigh, don't even mention it. Ever since I accidentally revealed my Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Martial Soul last month, my dad's hair turned white overnight, as if he had suffered some kind of shock."

Ning Rongrong's face was full of melancholy. She had tried her best to hide the fact that she possessed the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Martial Soul, in order to avoid accidentally provoking her father, Ning Fengzhi.

But some things can't be hidden just by thinking they're safe. Last month, she had a fight with her mother, Xueyan. Neither of them would back down, and they started fighting right there on the spot.

Although the two didn't actually fight, their blows were still quite impactful.

Later, feeling embarrassed, Xueyan secretly summoned a portion of her martial soul to possess herself, trying to cheat. Ning Rongrong, not to be outdone, took out the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda.

With the appearance of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, even if Ning Fengzhi was not present at the moment, as long as he was within the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, he could feel the absolute suppression emanating from the essence of his martial soul.

"Hmph, you brought this on yourself. You went to great lengths to force Rongrong to give up the Qiluo Tulip by using the debt of raising you, but in the end, all you evolved was an Eight Treasures Glazed Pagoda."

Xueyan stood beside Ning Rongrong and Dong Qing, mocking Ning Fengzhi without any politeness.

To tell the truth.

If it weren't for the fact that her daughter Ning Rongrong's martial soul evolution method was too...unconventional, and she wasn't worried that her daughter would turn against her, her mother, she herself would have wanted to try it out.

"I can understand, but I can't agree with it," Dong Qing sighed.

He truly understood Ning Fengzhi's actions, because it might be his only chance in this life, and it was only natural for him to want to seize it.

But he ultimately underestimated Dong Qing. At most, it would be ten years before Ning Rongrong became a god with Dong Qing's help. Ning Rongrong wouldn't need this Qiluo Tulip anymore; it would be his sooner or later.

But now, he is using the debt of more than ten years of raising him to morally blackmail his own daughter Ning Rongrong. Their father-daughter relationship exists in name only. He has gotten what he wanted.

What's lost can never be found again.

"Let's not talk about that anymore, Dongqing. Don't forget to come back. I'll be waiting for you at the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School," Ning Rongrong said softly.

"I will," Dong Qing said earnestly.

No matter how many times he was asked this question, he answered it very seriously.

Time continues to pass...

Chapter 690, Me, a Resentful Woman? What do I have to do with you?

Ning Rongrong stepped back temporarily, and Dugu Yan stepped forward.

"Um... are you really going to ascend to the Douluo God Realm? To become a noble God King?"

"Pretty much, but I'm just a temporary worker, and I might get kicked out at any time."

"After you go up, will you come back?"

"Yanzi, believe me, I can't possibly not come back."

"If you don't come back, I will hate you."

"I... Don't be like Zhu Qing, hating me all the time. I'm really not the kind of person who gets bored easily."

After Dongqing patiently comforted her for more than ten minutes, Dugu Yan finally reluctantly believed him.

Unlike Xiao Wu and the others, she hadn't followed Dong Qing for a long time and hadn't established a deep bond or trust with him. The two of them had only officially confirmed their relationship in less than a year.

Before she could even properly enjoy her honeymoon, her man, Dong Qing, suddenly told her that he was a God King, a temporary God King, and that he would soon ascend to the Douluo God Realm.

A few minutes later.

“I’m not that stupid snake that you can easily coax. I’m worried that you’ll never come back,” Ye Lingling said calmly.

"If you don't come back, I'll make Lingling find someone better. I refuse to believe that no one can compare to you," Ye Ruyin threatened in a low voice.

"Don't worry, I will come back," Dong Qing said earnestly.

“I don’t believe it. I’m not one of those people. I’m not confident I can become a god. You can just ignore everything. And whether you come back or not, there’s nothing I can do about you.”

Ye Lingling was very direct; she didn't trust Dong Qing enough and had no confidence that she could keep Dong Qing's heart.

At the same time, she was not confident that she could become a god at level 100. Being able to advance to the title of Douluo was a stroke of good fortune for her.

"Then how can I prove myself?" Dong Qing said helplessly.

"No proof is needed. As long as you're willing to come back, there are some things I can turn a blind eye to," Ye Lingling said softly.

"What is it? What do you mean by turning a blind eye?" Dong Qing was completely bewildered; he hadn't heard what Ye Lingling was saying at all.

"Do you think we can keep Xiao Wu and A Rou's affairs a secret?"

Ye Lingling glanced at Dong Qing with disdain. If they weren't both 100,000-year-old soul beasts, they probably would have already condemned Dong Qing, that stinky man, in their words and deeds.

"Cough cough cough... Well, I also have a problem, it's not her fault," Dong Qing said after coughing a few times.

"So, you bastards, you really didn't ask me, the person involved, for my opinion?" Ye Ruyin cursed.

Ye Lingling glanced at Ye Ruyin and said indifferently, "Are you asking me about this lesbian who has an ambiguous relationship with Queen Sylvester?"

"I... Lingling, don't talk nonsense, I didn't do that..." Ye Ruyin said awkwardly.

"Instead of making a fool of yourself like that, you might as well find a decent man," Ye Lingling sneered.

"But..." Ye Ruyin hesitated, unable to finish her sentence.

"Stop pretending. You may say you don't want to, but you're probably secretly overjoyed!" Ye Lingling directly exposed her mother Ye Ruyin's thin layer of pretense.

Her mother, Ye Ruyin, definitely wasn't a lesbian to begin with, otherwise she wouldn't have had a daughter like her. Did she really think she couldn't see the longing in her mother Ye Ruyin's eyes?

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