Douluo Continent: Reborn Yuhao, their eyes are strange

Chapter 391 What's Next Might Be a Little Painful; Huo Yuhao's Secret Relationship with a

"You should know that Tang Hao and Ah Yin intend to resurrect Tang San. But the amount of energy required to resurrect a God King is so vast that even draining all the life energy of the entire Douluo Continent would not be enough."

Although the Valley of Love and Destiny is wondrous, it ultimately exists only because it relies on the Douluo Continent. If the Douluo Continent were to completely collapse due to the actions of those two, I would naturally not be able to remain unscathed.

Furthermore, given the inherent flaws in my divine nature, I am simply incapable of personally stopping those two's plot.

Ning Rongrong shook her head and let out a long sigh: "Actually, when they first came to the Douluo plane, Tang Hao had already told them about his so-called resurrection plan."

He also knew that the energy of the Douluo Plane itself was far from enough, so his idea was to plot against the Abyss Plane, which had already invaded the Douluo Plane. He attempted to use the Abyss's vast energy to fill the final gap needed for resurrection.

But how many innocent lives will perish in this process? Once the Abyss fully invades, the slightest misstep could turn the entire plane into a graveyard for Tang San's resurrection.

Huo Yuhao naturally understood the meaning behind Ning Rongrong's words, a point that both Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing had mentioned to him.

Rather, it's because they couldn't accept Tang Hao and Ah Yin's extreme actions of sacrificing everything to revive Tang San.

After that, Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing remained hidden in the small world created by Daming and Erming, and their communication with A Yin and the others was almost completely cut off.

Seemingly giving Huo Yuhao time to consider, Ning Rongrong continued softly after a long while:

"So-called love between men and women is nothing more than an entanglement of the threads of fate. Although I do not have the ability to control or know the direction of fate, I can still sense the changes that are taking place in my destiny."

Even someone like you, who should have died in the spacetime turbulence, can be reincarnated. Coupled with the various strange phenomena that have recently occurred in the Douluo Continent, I have a lot of reason to believe that the singularity of fate has arrived.

Tang Hao and A Yin's plan could happen today, tomorrow, or the day after.

"With your current cultivation level, which has not yet fully recovered, even disregarding the two gods Tang Hao and Ah Yin, and even with the existing power of the entire Douluo Plane, it would be difficult to stop the full-scale invasion of the Abyss Plane."

Huo Yuhao was slightly taken aback after hearing Ning Rongrong's words.

I never expected the other party to change their tone so quickly. How could they suddenly elevate a trivial matter of personal feelings to a matter of life and death concerning the entire plane?

Seeing Huo Yuhao's astonished expression, Ning Rongrong found it somewhat amusing and asked:

"What, is it really so strange to hear these words coming from the mouth of Cupid, whom you all think should only know how to govern love between men and women?"

"It's not a question of whether it's strange or not."

Huo Yuhao shook his head, his brows furrowed, and replied, "If you are truly so worried about the survival of this plane, why resort to such underhanded methods to test me? Just come and discuss it with me openly and honestly."

Judging from all the previous signs, the true purpose of this goddess of love is definitely not as simple and pure as she claims.

"Sincerity, in my opinion, comes in degrees. I just didn't expect you to be so perceptive, nor did I expect you to mind this kind of probing so much."

Whether it's Xiao Wu or Zhu Zhuqing, my original intention was indeed to go with the flow and secretly connect you two, taking your relationship to the next level.

Ning Rongrong didn't change her tone much because of Huo Yuhao's questioning; she remained calm and composed, even having the leisure to say:

"Since you don't like this unusual gift, please accept my sincere offer. However, I must warn you that what's about to happen might be a little painful for you."

Upon hearing this, several question marks instantly popped into Huo Yuhao's mind.

Its crimson-gold dragon eyes swept rapidly around, and its internal energy surged and churned once more, ready to deal with any unexpected situation.

The next instant, the space that was originally interwoven with gold and silver colors turned completely white without warning.

An indescribably rich aura of immortal energy surged towards Huo Yuhao like a dam bursting open, carrying an overwhelming force.

Huo Yuhao felt as if his body had been instantly ignited. Both the Golden Dragon King's Divine Core and the long-dormant Dragon God's remains were like parched land receiving sweet rain, greedily absorbing this sudden surge of immense spiritual energy.

Looking at Huo Yuhao, who was enveloped by almost liquefied immortal energy, even his figure was somewhat blurred.

Ning Rongrong's lips, hidden beneath the mask, curled into a meaningful smile.

"When I realized that I had no hope of repairing my broken divine status on my own, I did not waste any of the immortal spiritual energy I had accumulated over the years."

If you weren't Huo Yuhao, nor did you possess the bloodline of the Golden Dragon King, but were simply the heir to the God of Destruction, perhaps I wouldn't have needed to go to such lengths to scheme against Xiao Wu and Zhu Qing.

With such a dense infusion of immortal energy, the Golden Dragon King's core within you will eventually go out of control due to energy overload.

In this situation, apart from the two women with divine bodies, who else in the lower realm could withstand your unleashing of your dragon instincts?

Judging by the time, it's time to officially begin the more serious business ahead.

……

"Well……"

Zhu Zhuqing let out a slightly painful groan, clutching her still somewhat dizzy head, and struggled to sit up from the bed.

The moment she opened her eyes, the room's decor gave her a start.

He quickly reached up and touched the top of his head, then turned around to look behind him.

The cat ears and tail that Cupid had forcibly created earlier due to his wicked sense of humor have now completely disappeared.

But why is the layout of this place exactly the same as the room she lived in when she was in the God Realm?

With a mixture of doubt and wariness, Zhu Zhuqing tiptoed out of the cabin.

What came into view was a familiar scene that looked like a fairyland.

The ethereal energy, so dense it was almost liquefied, lingered and flowed in the clouds, reflecting a radiant halo of light.

Looking at the other wooden houses scattered around the courtyard, all signs undoubtedly indicated to her that this place was the realm of gods.

Could it be that everything I experienced before was just an incredibly real dream?

Just as Zhu Zhuqing was pondering to herself, the wooden door of the wooden house on the other side was pushed open.

A girl with exceptionally pretty features and long pinkish-blue hair walked out from among them.

As soon as Tang Wutong stepped outside, she saw Zhu Zhuqing standing in the yard and immediately went up to greet her happily, saying, "Aunt Zhuqing, you're up so early, what are you doing standing here in a daze?"

"Wu Tong, this..."

Seeing the lifelike girl before her, without a trace of gloom, Zhu Zhuqing tried to convince herself that everything before her was just an illusion created by that damned Cupid.

But what if this isn't an illusion, but rather a genuine rebirth back in the past?

Thinking of this, the words that were about to come out changed again, and she tentatively asked, "Wu Tong, where is Yu Hao now?"

Upon hearing this, Tang Wutong's previously cheerful expression immediately fell. She pouted and replied, "Where else could he be? Most of the time, he's just stuck in his secluded secret cabin."

They either cultivate diligently day and night, or they bury themselves in researching strange and unusual soul tools that are completely useless in the God Realm.

When my dad found out about his behavior, instead of scolding him, he scolded me and told me not to bother him. I really don't know what they're thinking.

Hearing that familiar complaint, Zhu Zhuqing subconsciously held her breath and interrupted softly, "I have something urgent to confirm with Yuhao, so I won't bother you any longer."

"Aunt Zhuqing, you don't look too well. Why don't I go with you?" Tang Wutong keenly noticed Zhu Zhuqing's unusual expression and suggested with some concern.

"No."

Zhu Zhuqing quickly raised her hand to refuse, forcing a smile to cover it up, saying, "Judging from how you rushed out just now, you must have made an appointment to see Xiaowu, right?"

I only wanted to ask Yuhao about some minor cultivation matters; there was no need to interrupt your rare gathering. If Xiaowu knew I had delayed you, she'd probably nag me endlessly.

Seeing Zhu Zhuqing's hurried departure, Tang Wutong subconsciously touched her smooth chin, a hint of doubt flashing in her eyes.

She always felt that the little thing Zhu Zhuqing mentioned was not as simple and easy as she made it out to be.

Following the route she knew so well from memory, Zhu Zhuqing quickly crossed a range of mountains and arrived at the edge of a vast, misty forest.

In an extremely secluded corner of this forest, there stands a simple courtyard that has been carved out by human hands.

As soon as she approached the courtyard, Zhu Zhuqing was startled.

In the center of the courtyard, a man was sitting cross-legged, seemingly lost in some kind of deep meditation.

His entire body was covered in fine, crimson-gold dragon scales, and an extremely ferocious and destructive aura was emanating uncontrollably from his body.

This place is already very close to the forbidden land of the gods.

When Huo Yuhao chose to cultivate here, the reason given to the outside world was that he wanted to quickly grasp the authority and power of a first-level god.

After all, conflicts rarely occur in other parts of the divine realm, and this forest, which was once used to imprison the divine beasts that survived the Dragon God's rebellion, is undoubtedly the best and least noticed training ground.

After the catastrophe that swept through the entire God Realm, they speculated that Huo Yuhao was very likely connected with the sealed Golden Dragon King.

If what I experienced before was truly a precognitive dream I had by chance, or if I have really been reborn and what I am seeing now is indeed the real world.

If only I turn back now and truthfully report Huo Yuhao's abnormality to the Divine Realm Committee.

Then none of the subsequent events will happen, and everyone in the divine realm will still be able to live together peacefully.

Xiao Wu won't become depressed, and Rong Rong won't be possessed by Cupid...

This thought ultimately only flashed through Zhu Zhuqing's mind.

She walked to an open-air wooden chair and sat down, staring blankly at Huo Yuhao, who was still sitting cross-legged, seemingly lost in thought.

The time it takes to drink a few cups of tea passed quietly, and Zhu Zhuqing, whose face had been calm, suddenly frowned slightly.

She could sense that the aura of a deity was rapidly approaching.

And that familiar aura of divine power belonged to Dai Mubai.

Looking at Huo Yuhao, who was still lost in meditation and exuding an aura of destruction, Zhu Zhuqing didn't have time to think about whether what she was seeing was reality or an illusion created by Cupid.

If Dai Mubai discovers the aura of the Golden Dragon King emanating from Huo Yuhao and reports it to the God Realm Committee, Huo Yuhao will likely be doomed.

Zhu Zhuqing gritted her teeth and rushed forward, picking Huo Yuhao up in her arms.

With a swift movement, he moved into the wooden house and quickly locked the door from the inside.

Shortly after the door was locked, a tall, blond man with eerie, malevolent eyes fell straight down from the sky into the courtyard.

Looking at the empty courtyard, Dai Mubai subconsciously murmured, "Why is no one here? Wu Tong just said that Zhu Qing came to see that brat."

Dai Mubai glanced around the secluded courtyard again and said with a chuckle:

"But this place is really remote; you can't even see a ghost. In my opinion, it's not suitable for secluded cultivation at all; it's clearly the perfect place to find a few pretty girls for a secret rendezvous and flirting."

With that, Dai Mubai strode forward, walked straight to the wooden house, and pushed the tightly closed door.

"Huh? It's locked from the inside?"

Zhu Zhuqing, who had just settled Huo Yuhao in a secluded corner of the room, felt her heart leap into her throat when she heard the sound of the door being pushed open outside.

If Dai Mubai were to break down the door and see this scene, she would be unable to explain herself, let alone the fact that she couldn't explain herself at all.

Just as Zhu Zhuqing was anxious and didn't know what to do, a large and powerful hand suddenly reached out from behind her and grabbed her.

A strong, masculine aura, as intense as the sun, wafted over her, causing her tense nerves to momentarily freeze.

Huo Yuhao's gentle and deep voice rang in her ear at just the right moment.

"Ancestor, don't move around, don't make a sound, and don't leave the range of my simulated soul skill."

Outside, Dai Mubai glanced at the door that was locked from the inside and pondered to himself.

"I'm that brat's ancestor, so going in to take a look shouldn't be a big problem. Besides, that kid keeps using the excuse of seclusion in these deep mountains and forests all day long. Could it be that he's really keeping a mistress here behind Wu Tong's back?"

With that thought, Dai Mubai unleashed a burst of divine power, breaking the lock from the inside, and swaggered in.

Looking at the simple, ascetic-like decor of the room, without even a decent piece of furniture, Dai Mubai clicked his tongue.

He walked around the cramped room, flipping through the pages and commenting, "This taciturn guy, who can't even utter a word for half a day, I wonder what he's been up to all day."

I really don't know how he managed to win over our little princess from the divine realm...