Xiao Wu's Request, Goodbye Ning Fengzhilate at night.
Dai Yao embraced Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing's slender waists, gently stroking their smooth backs. Amidst their even breathing, he looked up at the palace dome, his mind perfectly clear in his sage state.
Having just returned to the sect, Dugu Yan and the others had many affairs to attend to. They needed to familiarize themselves with the changes in the sect over the past three years and also had to oversee the merger of the two major clans into the four major departments, so they did not come back to rest.
"The Martial Soul Empire has invaded the Heaven Dou Empire, threatening the safety of our sect. On my way to the front lines, I must meet with Bibi Dong through Hu Liena to resolve this matter."
Dai Yao remained silent for a while.
Ever since leaving the Spirit Hall, Dai Yao had felt somewhat reluctant to meet Bibi Dong. Although he received several invitations from Bibi Dong in Hanhai City, he ultimately did not go.
He still harbored resentment over Bibi Dong's attempt to kill him.
"Compared to the three great empires of Heaven Dou, Star Luo, and Martial Soul, the Azure Lotus Sect and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect are still too weak. Although I am not afraid of them, and even if they attack, I can lead my people away from Han Hai City to seek refuge near Sea God Island, I cannot do so unless absolutely necessary."
Dai Yao sighed softly.
"Sigh, it seems I still have to meet with Bibi Dong."
He had very mixed feelings about Bibi Dong.
On the one hand, he felt great sympathy for Bibi Dong's fate in the original work, not to mention his experience of sharing life and death with Bibi Dong in the Rakshasa God Trial;
On the other hand, in order to eliminate the trouble and resolve the psychological struggle caused by the fact that both her disciple and daughter had feelings for him, Bibi Dong ultimately chose to get rid of him once and for all. Although he could understand this, he could not accept it.
All the heartfelt efforts he made to save Bibi Dong ultimately turned into sharp blades that pierced him.
"Well, we'll have to see him eventually; there's no escaping it."
Dai Yao closed his eyes, sighed, and thought silently.
Suddenly, a strange sensation came from his mental world. Dai Yao let out a soft exclamation and, with a thought, sank into his mental world.
In the spiritual world.
Dai Yao glanced at the ring that trapped the Sacred White Tiger and the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger, then turned his gaze to the source of the anomaly.
"You were looking for me?"
Dai Yao said indifferently.
Before Dai Yao stood Xiao Wu, her pink, form-fitting dress accentuating her curvaceous figure, her exaggeratedly long, white-stockinged legs extremely eye-catching. However, on her pure and beautiful face, her brows were furrowed, and her affectionate peach blossom eyes were constantly filled with sorrow.
Upon seeing Dai Yao appear, Xiao Wu pursed her lips tightly, her brows furrowed with pain and struggle. Then, she knelt down with a thud.
"Dai Yao, please, please let Third Brother go!"
Xiao Wu's snow-white forehead slammed heavily against the ground, making a crisp sound.
Dai Yao frowned slightly. Xiao Wu wasn't like this before. Although her attitude towards him had changed somewhat, she hadn't been very friendly. Her current pleading for mercy surprised him. Of course, he couldn't possibly grant Xiao Wu's request.
"What else could it be? She saw you pull out the Trident of the Sea God and were inheriting the position of the Sea God, so naturally she knew to beg you. Although Tang San is exceptionally talented, she doesn't believe that Tang San can inherit the position of a god. After you inherit the position of a god, you can do whatever you want to Tang San."
"You might still agree if I beg you now, but once you truly become a god, there will be no hope of begging you then."
"Once Xiaowu understands this, she will naturally come to you for help."
A flippant voice echoed in Dai Yao's mind.
It was Dai Yao's evil personality.
Dai Yao understood immediately and gave Xiao Wu a cold glance. It had to be said, Xiao Wu's round, full peach-shaped buttocks were quite eye-catching as she lay on the ground.
He couldn't possibly let Tang San go. Xiao Wu should know this, and he wanted to hear what Xiao Wu was willing to offer in exchange.
"You want me to let Tang San go? Hah, don't you think that's ridiculous?"
Dai Yao said coldly.
Xiao Wu slowly raised her head, two lines of clear tears sliding down her snow-white cheeks, her voice trembling as she said:
"If you are willing to let Third Brother go, I am willing to be your slave, and you will be my master. Whatever you want, I can give you."
The white gauze dress spread on the ground had a poignant and beautiful feel to it.
Dai Yao snorted coldly, turned to the side, and said in a cold voice:
"Slave or servant? Hmph! You've got a good idea. What makes you think your life can be exchanged for Tang San's? Besides, I'm a shoo-in for the Sea God's throne. Countless people will be willing to serve me then. What are you compared to them?"
Upon hearing this, Xiao Wu felt as if struck by lightning, and her face turned deathly pale.
Dai Yao has been imprisoning her in his mental world all along. At first, she was worried that Dai Yao would do something to her, but so far, he has not done anything to her.
However, once Dai Yao embarked on the path to godhood, she could no longer find any possibility for Tang San to defeat him.
She was desperate.
She still loved Tang San and wanted him to live. The only thing she could offer was herself. She thought Dai Yao was a lustful man, and that after he became a god, he might no longer care about Tang San. She thought that if she used her body as a bargaining chip to satisfy Dai Yao, he might be willing to let Tang San go.
Her red lips trembled, and Xiao Wu crawled forward on her knees, tightly hugging Dai Yao's leg, pleading:
"My lord, I don't beg you to spare my third brother. Just cripple his cultivation and spare his life. And if you're worried that I'll betray you, then use that soul skill on me that can turn people into slaves."
Dai Yao remained expressionless in the face of Xiao Wu's desperate pleas.
Even if Tang San were crippled and only his life spared, Dai Yao would not agree.
In my past life, weren't all the villains in novels defeated by the protagonists because they thought they had the upper hand, spared the protagonist's life, and were ultimately defeated by a desperate counterattack?
Dai Yao wouldn't do what they did, insisting on eliminating the threat completely.
"So, have you decided how to deal with Xiao Wu?"
The voice of the evil personality resounded from the depths of my heart.
Dai Yao did not speak.
Ultimately, in his mind, Xiao Wu was merely a tool for farming spirit rings. Once his lower-age spirit rings were erased, Xiao Wu lost her value. Moreover, having stayed in his mental world for so many years, Xiao Wu knew many of his secrets.
If you don't become one of his people, you're doomed.
Perhaps Xiao Wu understood this, which is why she was willing to exchange herself for Tang San's life.
Xiao Wu continued to plead, tears streaming down her face, but Dai Yao remained unmoved.
"Tsk tsk, you're really heartless. Xiao Wu is a stunning beauty, killing her would be such a waste. Here's what we'll do, I'll take care of Xiao Wu, you don't need to worry about her."
The evil personality chuckled.
"What do you plan to do with her? Control her with 'Tiger's Lackey'?"
Dai Yao glanced at Xiao Wu indifferently and asked casually.
"No, using the 'Tiger's Lackey' soul skill on her would be too wasteful and too easy on her. Don't forget how she and Tang San tried to kill us back then! Besides, I already have people in mind for the other three opportunities to use 'Tiger's Lackey'."
The evil laughter of the malevolent personality echoed continuously in Dai Yao's heart.
Dai Yao didn't know who the other three candidates for the 'Tiger's Accomplice' skill were, but he was too lazy to ask. With a thought, he disappeared from the mental world.
Xiao Wu was left bewildered, staring blankly at her empty hands that had been clinging tightly to Dai Yao's leg.
Just then, a dark figure slowly appeared before her eyes.
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The next morning.
With Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong on his left and right, Dai Yao bid farewell to Feng Wutong, Dugu Yan, and other relatives, then transformed into a streak of light and flew towards the front line.
Noticing Ning Rongrong's slightly trembling body, Dai Yao turned his head and smiled:
"Rongrong, are you so nervous?"
Ning Rongrong shook her head, glanced at Dai Yao, then gazed at the small town on the horizon, and said blankly:
"No, Yao-ge, I just really want to see Dad and Grandpa."
Dai Yao and Zhu Zhuqing exchanged a glance and smiled at each other. As their soul power surged, eight pairs of wings suddenly sprouted from their backs, and they laughed:
"Hurry up."
With a loud bang, and amidst Ning Rongrong's exclamation, Dai Yao's speed suddenly increased. After a few flashes, he disappeared into the sky as a small black dot.
After a moment, looking at the city that was growing larger and larger in his field of vision, Dai Yao said softly:
"We're almost there."
Ning Rongrong's beautiful eyes searched the city, trying to find her father's figure.
The city was large, ranking among the top in the entire Heavenly Dou Empire. This city, which should have been bustling with activity, was shrouded in the shadow of war. The gates were tightly shut, and patrolling soldiers were everywhere on the city walls.
Just then, accompanied by a sharp whistle, a white figure flew up and appeared before the three of them as if in a flash. Its wings trembled behind it, and it looked at Dai Yao and the other two with a wary expression.
But when he saw Dai Yao's appearance clearly, he was stunned for a moment, then a look of surprise appeared on his face, and he respectfully clasped his hands and said:
"Sect Master! The two Mistresses!"
Immediately afterwards, dozens of figures appeared in the air, forming a semi-circle that completely surrounded Dai Yao and his companions. The entire process was conducted without a sound; their coordination was skillful, and their formation was impeccable. Moreover, among these ten individuals, the lowest level was a four-ring Soul Master.
"Forced to surrender..."
Just as everyone was about to warn Dai Yao to "surrender," they noticed their leader looking respectfully at the stranger who had suddenly barged in. They were all stunned for a moment, then looked closely and were shocked. The first person to fly into the air quickly clasped his hands and bowed, saying:
"Sect Master, we were blind and did not see that it was you who came in person. Please forgive us."
Dai Yao was somewhat helpless. He hadn't expected to encounter the same predicament as Tang San in the original story. If he were to provoke Sword Douluo into making a move, he would be even more unable to hold back. He smiled and said:
"It's not your fault, we arrived too hastily. Your timely response shows you've never been negligent, I should reward you. Now is not the time to talk, let's go down and discuss this further."
Everyone nodded in unison, then transformed into streaks of light and fell back to the ground.
As Dai Yao landed slowly, in addition to the respectful gazes from the disciples of the Azure Lotus Sect and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, there were also countless surprised or doubtful gazes from the Soul Masters who had later joined the Azure Lotus Sect.
Is the sect leader of the Azure Lotus Sect so young?
But when their gaze fell upon Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing, their expressions immediately turned to one of amazement.
Dai Yao released the two women, noticing the many gazes focused on his women. He took a step forward, and an invisible pressure suddenly enveloped the entire area. The owners of those gazes trembled instantly, and some weaker Soul Masters even fell to the ground.
When she looked at Dai Yao again, there was no doubt in her eyes, but instead, utter horror.
As expected of the sect leader of the Azure Lotus Sect!
Just then, the sound of a jade staff striking the ground came from afar.
"Dai Yao, it's been three years, and your strength has increased again."
A gentle, refined voice sounded from behind, and Dai Yao immediately recognized its owner. A look of surprise appeared on Ning Rongrong's exquisite face. Turning around, she saw the figure she had longed for for many years, her face filled with joy. Lifting her skirt, she threw herself into Ning Fengzhi's arms.
"dad!"
Ning Fengzhi stepped back slightly, gently stroking his daughter's hair with a loving expression.
"After three years, Rongrong has become even more beautiful."
Beside her, Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo also looked at Ning Rongrong with gentle gazes. After a moment of tenderness, Ning Fengzhi looked at Dai Yao and smiled:
"Dai Yao, let's go back first. This isn't the place to talk."
Dai Yao nodded and smiled:
"Yes, father-in-law."
The temporary residence of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.
After everyone was seated, Ning Fengzhi glanced helplessly at Ning Rongrong, who had lingered with him for a moment before sitting back down next to Dai Yao, and then said to Dai Yao:
"Dai Yao, I heard about you yesterday. They said you have three 100,000-year soul rings. Is that true?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo looked over curiously. They were both Title Douluos and knew the difficulty of absorbing a 100,000-year spirit ring. They found it hard to believe that Dai Yao possessed three 100,000-year spirit rings.
Dai Yao smiled helplessly. Sure enough, a 100,000-year spirit ring is a powerful tool for showing off in Douluo Continent.
As their soul power surged, soul rings rose from the soles of their feet.
Three crimson beams of light illuminated the entire mansion, and the majesty unique to the 100,000-year-old soul ring suddenly enveloped the entire city. If Dai Yao hadn't refrained from displaying hostility, aside from a few powerful individuals, probably no one would still be able to stand on the ground.
After a long while, the stunned expressions on Ning Fengzhi's and the two Title Douluos' faces slowly faded. Ning Fengzhi let out a heavy breath and said with a wry smile:
"I never imagined that you would have grown to this extent in just three years. It's truly a case of new generation replacing the old. It seems I'm really getting old and about to be eliminated by the times."
"Dad, you're still in your prime, how could you be eliminated?!"
Ning Rongrong quickly ran to Ning Fengzhi's side, grabbed his shoulder, and said coquettishly.
Ning Fengzhi looked utterly helpless.
"Dad, Yao is amazing, but I'm not bad either!"
Ning Rongrong smiled charmingly, and spirit rings rose from the soles of her feet. Three purple and four black, the seven spirit rings attracted the attention of Ning Fengzhi and the two Title Douluos like a magnet.
Dai Yao seemed to see a mischievous glint hidden beneath Ning Rongrong's seemingly innocent smile. While she was verbally comforting Ning Fengzhi, her actions were confirming the truth of his words. Dai Yao wasn't the only one who was pushing the boundaries of success; she was one of them too.
"Rongrong, what's wrong with your spirit rings?"
A flicker of surprise crossed Ning Fengzhi's usually composed face. The color of Ning Rongrong's spirit rings was truly perplexing to him. But the next moment, when he sensed Ning Rongrong's spirit power level, he was so shocked that he stood up abruptly, his voice trembling as he said:
"Rongrong, your soul power level has reached level eighty?!"
Ning Rongrong suppressed the urge to smile and feigned a sigh:
"Sigh, my progress is the worst among us. Sister Zhuqing and Sister Yanyan have both broken through to the Soul Douluo level, and their eighth soul ring is a 100,000-year soul ring. Only Wutong and I haven't absorbed a soul ring yet."
Ning Fengzhi and the two Douluo froze, exchanging bewildered glances. After a long while, Sword Douluo finally said with a wry smile:
"Rongrong, don't scare your grandpas. Although you are only level 80, you should know that you are a support-type Soul Master. Your cultivation speed is naturally slower than other Soul Masters. Reaching level 80 in just three years is enough to prove your hard work and talent."
"We old folks are no match for you young people."
At this point, Sword Douluo looked at Dai Yao, his gaze fixed on the cloth behind Dai Yao. He could sense the terrifying aura hidden within the cloth and asked in a deep voice:
"Dai Yao, you've been carrying this thing ever since you arrived here. I'm very curious, what is it?"
Dai Yao smiled, took the cloth covering the trident of Poseidon from behind his back, and with a gentle shake, the golden trident of Poseidon appeared before everyone's eyes. He slowly said:
"This is the Trident of Poseidon, the weapon of the former Poseidon. This is also why Rongrong's spirit ring age has increased." (End of Chapter)