Douluo Continent: My Martial Soul is the Ten Ferocious Heavenly Horned Ant

I spent a sleepless night, but successfully changed jobs.

[Title: Six-Winged Angel Knight of Light]

[Title Banned - Dark Six-Winged Angel Knight]

Number of job changes: 27.

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The next day, at dawn, as the sun rose.

"Dad, I want to go to the realm of the gods!"

Dongbao lay on Dongqing's chest, gently pinching his nose with her little hands.

"Go to the God Realm? Sure, but we'll have to wait until the Heavenly Dou Royal Academy is on holiday."

Dong Qing slapped Dong Baobao's hand away, but did not refuse her request to go to the God Realm.

"Dad, can I go too?"

Dong Dong'er sat next to Dong Qing, looking obedient and cute.

“Okay.” Dongqing nodded.

He usually grants his daughter's requests as long as they aren't too unreasonable.

Let them go if they want. After all, the divine realm is their own; what's wrong with going there?

I chatted with my two daughters for a while.

Dong Qing returned to the Papal Palace in Wuhun City.

The Papal Palace is exactly the same as it was six years ago; it remains as solemn and majestic as ever, with a massive statue of an angel standing at the very center.

Perhaps sensing Dongqing's presence, Bibi Dong, who was painting, turned her head and immediately saw his handsome face.

"Teacher, let me see what you're drawing?"

Dongqing hugged Bibi Dong's slender waist from behind. Her waist was as delicate as a willow swaying in the breeze, and the wonderful touch was indescribable, making one want to hold her like that forever.

"Just drawing whatever comes to mind," Bibi Dong replied casually.

At this moment, there was an easel in front of her, which was a painting of farmland in the landscape.

Beside the farmland, there were rice seedlings, old men, children, and a big yellow dog with its tongue lolling out under the blazing sun, creating a scene of peace and prosperity.

“This painting is very good, teacher. Could you paint a portrait of me?” Dongqing asked.

"Okay, it's rare that you know how to appreciate it, unlike Nana who is so infuriating, she even complained that the teacher's drawing was not good. The teacher will draw you a picture today, so don't move around and sit still."

Bibi Dong did not refuse her apprentice Dong Qing's request. Instead, she pressed him down onto a chair and picked up her paintbrush to sketch Dong Qing's appearance on the rice paper.

The eagle on the rice paper is young, handsome, and exudes an invisible majesty. Under her meticulous depiction, even the number of hairs between its eyebrows is clearly visible.

Half an hour passed.

"How about it?"

Bibi Dong held a painting in her hand, a near-perfect portrait. The Dongqing in the painting looked like a high and mighty emperor, exuding an aura of authority without anger.

"That's great! Why did your senior sister say your drawing wasn't good? This is already very good!" Dong Qing scratched his head.

While Dongqing was confused.

Bibi Dong's spatial soul tool ring on her left hand flashed slightly, and a brand new scroll appeared in her hand. She then handed the scroll to Dong Qing.

“Recently, I had her learn to paint with me to cultivate her mind and relieve the murderous aura she felt after leaving the killing city. Take a look at what she drew.”

Hearing Bibi Dong say that.

Dong Qing curiously opened the scroll in his hand, wanting to see what Hu Liena's painting was like.

At first glance, he was completely stunned. What a careless painting! The eagle in the painting was big and burly, looking like a brainless idiot.

If it were well-painted, that would be fine, but the problem is that it's poorly painted. If it weren't for the author's name being marked on it, you wouldn't be able to tell who the person in the painting is.

Little Blackie!

Dongqing tilted his head and thought about it seriously, but decided not to comment on the painting.

"Teacher, Nana has successfully left the City of Slaughter and passed through the Road to Hell, obtaining the God of Slaughter Domain. I wonder how things are going on your end?"

Dongqing stood behind Bibi Dong, gently massaging her shoulders.

"Me? I'm fine. After you passed on the Asura Blood Sword Mark to me, Xiaoqing, I tried to obtain the Asura God Trial and finally succeeded in qualifying for it," Bibi Dong replied.

"That's good. Teacher, your position as the Rakshasa God is too low-level. The Douluo God Realm is currently lacking a God King, and I think only you, Teacher, are most suitable for this position," Dong Qing said.

"What do you mean by suitable or unsuitable? I only got this divine position through back channels. It was you, Xiaoqing, who gave me this God-King status."

Bibi Dong showed no sign of smugness. She was a proud woman, and living off her disciple always made her feel uneasy.

to this end.

One day, by chance, she decided to bring Hu Liena along to change jobs.

Fortunately, Hu Liena already knew about Bibi Dong and Dongqing's spider extermination, and knew that this day would come sooner or later. Afterwards, she beat Dongqing up and let it go.

"This isn't about using connections. Being an evil god-king is troublesome enough, and they also wanted me to be the Asura god-king. If I don't accept it, I can't even begin to understand it. So, teacher, please don't feel unworthy of it. You've helped your disciple solve a huge problem," Dong Qing comforted him.

He is a grateful person, even when he was still weak.

If Bibi Dong hadn't selflessly nourished his bloodline with her peak level 99 peerless Douluo-level soul power, he would never have been able to travel so fast.

Don't underestimate this matter.

In this world, many people lack an opportunity, lack their first pot of gold. When Dongqing was at its weakest, it was Bibi Dong who gave Dongqing his first pot of gold.

What does a mere title of God-King matter?

If Bibi Dong were to ask for the Douluo God Realm, Dong Qing would give it to her.

“Trouble, I think you are the biggest trouble. The Asura Blood Sword Divine Trial Inheritance Mark that you passed on to me, the King of Slaughter suddenly found me and wanted to forcibly take the Asura Blood Sword Mark from my hand the moment I stepped into the City of Slaughter.”

Bibi Dong poked Dong Qing's head, her smile so sweet.

"And then?" Dongqing pressed.

"What happened next? How dare he steal my things? He's asking for trouble. Of course, we just killed him and scattered his ashes."

"What puzzled the teacher was that after the King of Slaughter died, his true form appeared. It was disgusting; it was a blood-red bat with nine heads."

“It’s not that it’s strange that its true form is a soul beast, Xiao Qing. I feel that this blood-red nine-headed bat might be Tang Chen, the Haotian Douluo who was once known as invincible on the ground.”

Bibi Dong, with a calm expression, revealed a cruel truth: Tang Chen had died at her hands.

Perhaps it can't be called dying at her hands; it's more accurate to say that she discovered Tang Chen's corpse inside the King of Slaughter's true form.

To put it simply, the Crimson Nine-Headed Bat King had been eroding Tang Chen, not only through mental control but also through physical merging with him.

If the fusion is successful, the Crimson Nine-Headed Bat King can substitute for Tang Chen, directly replacing him and gaining the qualification to undergo the Asura God Trial, thus continuing the trial.

Over the years, the Crimson Nine-Headed Bat King has successfully fused with 90% of Tang Chen's body, and is only a little bit away from complete fusion.

Unfortunately, at the crucial moment...

Bibi Dong coincidentally interrupted the Crimson Nine-Headed Bat King's plan. Holding the official pass, the "Asura Blood Sword Inheritance Mark," she swaggered into the City of Slaughter.

Because of the existence of the official pass, the "Inheritance Mark of the Asura Blood Sword," this subordinate world belonging to Douluo Star even wanted to directly give the Asura Blood Sword to Bibi Dong.

Left with no other choice.

The King of Slaughter had no choice but to step forward and forcibly seize Bibi Dong's Shura Blood Sword inheritance mark to prevent his decades-long plan from failing.

But Bibi Dong's strength is now completely different from before. She is no longer the Bibi Dong who just left the City of Slaughter. Now, she has the power to absolutely suppress the King of Slaughter.

Soon.

The King of Slaughter died tragically at the hands of Bibi Dong, and at the same time, the body that had fused with nearly 90% of its original form gradually emerged shortly after the King of Slaughter's death.

This is a blood-red bat with nine heads, emanating an indescribable stench, and can even be said to embody all the ugliest traits in the world.

If that's all there is to it.

That's just ugly.

But these nine-headed blood-red bats each had a blurry human face on their necks, somewhat resembling the former Haotian Douluo Tang Chen.

That's disgusting, it even makes you want to vomit.

Bibi Dong didn't think too much about it and simply crushed him to ashes.

afterwards.

She then remembered that the face looked somewhat like the long-lost Haotian Douluo Tang Chen, the once invincible warrior on the ground who was famous throughout the continent, whose body had actually been parasitized and devoured by a soul beast.

"Tang Chen? Before the teacher, he was known as the invincible Haotian Douluo Tang Chen. Has he been parasitized by a soul beast?" Dong Qing was extremely surprised.

He naturally knew these things long ago, and knew that the King of Slaughter was none other than Tang Chen.

But there are some things in this world that you don't have to say just because you know them. As a person, never be presumptuous; sometimes playing dumb is the truly wise choice.

"It should be, but he's practically dead already. His body is almost completely assimilated by that blood-red nine-headed bat," Bibi Dong said uncertainly.

It's normal for her to be unsure; it's really hard to say whether it's Tang Chen based on just a blurry face.

After all, the fusion was already quite severe at this point; just because they looked somewhat alike didn't mean he was Tang Chen.

Unless she invites Tang Chen's direct descendants to identify his face, she really has no confidence in determining that it is the long-lost Tang Chen based solely on the portrait that Bibi Dong once saw.

But now the Crimson Nine-Headed Bat has been reduced to ashes, and Tang Chen's direct descendants can no longer recognize its face.

"Let's not talk about that anymore, teacher. What stage of the Asura God Exam are we at now?" Dongqing asked curiously.

"The seventh test," Bibi Dong replied.

"So fast?" Dong Qing looked shocked.

"The rewards for the Asura God Trial are extremely generous. The teacher's strength has doubled, and there are a ton of divinely bestowed soul rings, more than enough to use," Bibi Dong explained.

"Is there anything I can help with?" Dongqing pressed.

"No need. It's not like it's some kind of Rakshasa God who just wants to make things difficult for people." Bibi Dong shook her head.

Just now.

Dong Qing frowned and asked, "Teacher, while you were taking the Asura God Trial, were you still trying to take the Rakshasa God Trial and obtain two godhoods by yourself?"