Douluo: I am the outer demon

Chapter 215: Minghua's gift, wash it and send it to my room
Her slender white legs couldn't help but slightly clamped together, her thighs were itchy, and the gauze was moist, but her heart was a little excited.

clap clap!

Shang An clapped his hands, making the hall quiet, and all the girls' eyes were on Shang An.

"Okay, I called you here this time to help you improve your strength." Shang An said.

"Improve your strength?" Hu Liena's eyes lit up and she couldn't help but look forward to it.

She still remembered the last time Shang An helped her improve her strength, and then her martial soul evolved and her potential greatly increased.

"Sit cross-legged and release your martial spirits." Shang An ordered.

"it is good."

The women had no doubts and sat in a row, releasing their top-level martial spirits one after another, with spirit rings of various colors shining brightly.

Nihuang and Hu Liena sat closest to the front, while people like Meng Yiran and Ye Lingling sat a little further back. Although Shang An did not really set up any divisions among concubines, it was naturally impossible for Shang An to show the same favor to everyone, so there was some subtle difference in their status.

Shang An did not call Poseidon, Tang Yuehua, A Yin and others. Poseidon and Tang Yuehua had not yet truly submitted to him, and A Yin had already embarked on the path of the Tree of Life and the Tree of Eternity. The soul ring had no meaning to her.

As for teacher Bibi Dong, she is already a Divine King and has no need for my little power of faith. Qian Renxue is far away in Tiandou, so there is no need to call her over specially, and the age of her spirit ring is not important to her now.

"Calm your mind and practice your skills." Shang An said to the women, holding up a ball of pure white soft light in his hands. It seemed as if there were countless creatures praying in this ball of light, worshiping a majestic deity.

Then the ball of light split into several lines, which were placed on the bodies of the women respectively.

Although they didn't know what this line was, they had absolute trust in Shang An and naturally would not avoid it.

Immediately afterwards, the surging power of faith began to flow into their bodies through the lines.

"This, this is."

Among everyone, Nihuang had the biggest reaction.

She is the strongest and closest to the god level, so she feels it more deeply. This power seems to be increasing the age of her spirit ring, and it is also subtly elevating her essence, leading her to develop from a human to a god.

Afterwards, the spirit rings of the girls also began to change, especially those hundred-year spirit rings, which changed the fastest. In just a few breaths, they turned into thousand-year spirit rings, and then continued to deepen in color.

After a full half a quarter of an hour, there were no more soul rings less than ten thousand years old in the room, and Nihuang and Shang Linglong's eighth and ninth soul rings as well as Zhu Zhuqing's third soul ring had all turned into one hundred thousand year soul rings.

At the same time, the women felt that they seemed to be more sensitive to the spiritual energy between heaven and earth. The speed of practicing their skills seemed to have increased a lot, and their practice efficiency was higher.

Nihuang has directly stepped into the pinnacle of Peerless Douluo, in the single-round realm. At this time, Nihuang is no worse than Qian Daoliu. Coupled with the skills taught by Shang An and the various means therein, she can completely beat Qian Daoliu in ordinary state. Even the demigod Qian Daoliu who has borrowed the power of faith in the angel god can contend with him.

Shang An withdrew the power of faith, and the girls' admiring gazes were all fixed on Shang An. As long as Shang An was willing, an activity beneficial to his physical and mental health would begin.

"Okay, you guys go back and adapt, or stay."

It's not that Shang An doesn't want to open it, but on the one hand, not all the people are there now, and on the other hand, there are still a few who haven't had sex yet, and it would be bad to waste them in the silver party.

Upon hearing this, the women had to retreat. People like Ye Lingling and Huo Wu, who had not been favored by Shang An, looked at Meng Yiran with envy.

then,

Shang An experienced what a snake waist is, which is completely different from Dugu Yan's snake style.

Moreover, Meng Yiran also has a soul skill called Snake Body, which can make the body as slippery and flexible as a snake. After using this soul skill, some incredible movements became a reality, allowing Shang An to have a lot of fun.

After capturing Meng Yiran and waiting for her to fall asleep, Shang An left the palace.

He looked at the remaining power of faith in his hand and fell into deep thought. He still had some power of faith now, but what should he do with it? As for Xue'er, she wouldn't need it much. As long as her divine test went according to her own ideas, there should be no problem. So who else should she use?

The figures of Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo flashed through Shang An's mind, but finally stopped on Minghua Douluo.

Last time, Minghua Douluo said that he had some spoils of war to give him, but he was busy with experiments and many matters related to the establishment of the Wuhun Empire at that time, so he didn't care about the spoils of war for the time being.

Now is a good time to go and see the flowers of the underworld.

He followed his memory and came to a courtyard in the central area of ​​​​Wuhun City. As an elder of the Wuhun Hall, he naturally had his own palace, but Minghua preferred this kind of courtyard-style house, so he usually lived here.

Shang An did not alarm anyone else and sneaked directly into the courtyard. The lights in the courtyard were still on.

At this time, Minghua Douluo was meditating and practicing in the room. To her, there were only two meaningful things in life, the Holy Son and practice. The purpose of practicing was to improve her strength so that she could better serve His Majesty the Holy Son, and she must not slack off.

"Little flower."

Shang An's voice suddenly sounded in the room. Minghua immediately opened her eyes and saw Shang An in front of her. A hint of surprise appeared on her face. She stood up and knelt down without hesitation.

"Minghua has met His Royal Highness the Saint Son."

"No need to be so polite." Shang An stepped forward, took Minghua's arm and helped her up, and asked with concern: "How is your training recently?"

Minghua thought Shang An was checking her progress in cultivation, and said with some shame: "Your Highness, I feel that I have encountered a certain bottleneck in my cultivation recently. It will take some time to break through level 97."

She has always regarded Nihuang as her goal, hoping that one day she could quietly follow the Holy Son and wait for his orders. However, her cultivation speed is so slow now that she has not even broken through level 97, let alone level 99. How can she not feel ashamed?

However, if other Titled Douluo heard what she said, they would definitely call her a pervert. They could only dream of reaching level 97 normally, but Minghua only needed a little time to break through, and yet she dared to complain that it was too slow.

"Not bad." Shang An nodded with a smile. Minghua is one of the most promising Titled Douluo under his command. It is very appropriate to use the power of faith to help her upgrade her soul ring configuration.

"I will definitely keep working hard!"

Hearing Shang An's praise, Minghua felt as if she had eaten honey. She felt happy and satisfied all over. She felt infinite motivation in her heart and wished she could practice for another three hundred hours.

"By the way, didn't you say last time that you had some trophy to give me? Bring it over and see it."

Shang An suddenly said that he was somewhat curious about the spoils that Minghua Douluo had taken out alone.

Was it a rare metal or a special soul bone, or something related to God? Shang An felt like he was opening a blind box.

Minghua was cheered up, as the surprise she had prepared for His Royal Highness the Holy Son could finally be delivered.

"Your Highness, please follow me."

Shang An curiously followed Minghua into her boudoir.

To be honest, Minghua Douluo's boudoir doesn't really look like a boudoir. There aren't many decorations, no flowers or plants, and not even a mirror. There is just a bed, a table, and a chair. It is extremely simple.

However, this is in line with Minghua Douluo's character of concentrating on hard training.

I saw Minghua Douluo fiddling with the bedside for a while, then he pressed a button lightly, and a secret room door leading to the underground slowly opened. There was a faint light inside, and a soul guide lamp was installed inside.

"Holy Son, we are right downstairs." Minghua gestured to Shang An, then walked in first, followed closely by Shang An.

After passing through a not very long corridor, the two came to a closed iron door.

Shang An looked at the door in surprise. It didn't look like a warehouse, but more like a place where prisoners were held. However, he was not too suspicious, and did not use his divine sense to investigate. It would be boring if he knew the blind box in advance.

Minghua took out a key, walked forward and turned it gently, and the door opened.

"Why did you come early today? Didn't you say that dinner didn't need to be delivered?" A cold and slightly tired female voice sounded in the room. Just by listening to the voice, Shang An couldn't help but construct an image of a cold and arrogant woman in his mind.

Minghua ignored the voice and bowed slightly to Shang An, "Your Highness, she is the trophy I present to you."

The corners of Shang An's mouth twitched slightly. He seemed to understand what was going on. Given Minghua's somewhat dull personality, it was normal for her to do such a thing, but he still stepped into the room.

"Your Highness the Holy Son?" The man in the room was stunned when he heard Minghua's voice, and then looked towards the door.

The person is just like her voice, with a bit of arrogance and a touch of majesty on her cold face. Her plump figure has a hotness that is different from her face, but her face also has a bit of tiredness, as if she didn't get enough rest, which makes her look a little weaker.

"It's me." Shang An replied.

The moment she saw Shang An, Zhu Yunling was stunned. She seemed to have seen the most beautiful thing in the world. Every ray of her soul was attracted by this person in front of her. What kind of person is this? Why is he so perfect and so good-looking?

After a long time, she barely came back to her senses and quickly lowered her head. She was afraid that if she looked at Shang An any longer, she would not be able to control herself and fall directly at the mercy of Shang An's beauty.

"The way of charm has already taken shape, and the effect seems to be quite strong." Shang An whispered in his heart.

His current charm, if not concealed, is simply the greatest temptation in the world for mortals. Even the most chaste woman would fall for him immediately after seeing him a few times.

Well, some men might, too.

"Who is she?" Shang An asked Minghua behind him.

"Son, this is the Queen of the Xing Luo Empire, Zhu Yunling, the mother of Dai Mubai and Davis, the wife of Dai Tianfeng, and the sister of the head of the Zhu family." Minghua Douluo explained.

"Oh, it's her!" Shang An understood. It turned out that she was from the Zhu family. No wonder she had such a figure. Moreover, her face was 50% similar to Zhu Zhuqing. No wonder.

"Is this your spoils?" Shang An continued to ask.

"Yes, Your Highness the Holy Son, don't you like it?" Minghua didn't think there was anything wrong with her at all.

Shang An gently stroked his forehead and sighed. A stream of magic power hit Zhu Yunling's body. Zhu Yunling, whose soul power had long been sealed by the Nether Flower, was unable to resist and fell into a deep sleep instantly.

"So, Saint Son, you like to play with things that don't move?" Minghua Douluo beside him asked with the most sincere tone, blinking his eyes.

At this moment, Shang An felt as if he had met his opponent. He didn't even know how to answer Minghua Douluo's question.

Finally, he could only reply: "That's not the reason."

"Then Your Highness the Holy Son, don't you like this gift?" Minghua's expression suddenly became a little depressed.

Looking at her lost eyes, Shang An's eyelids twitched. If he didn't know that Minghua was like this, he would really think that this was a white lotus pretending to be him.

However, Minghua was obviously really disappointed at this time, so Shang An could only comfort her: "It's not that I don't like it. I like all the gifts Xiaohua gives me."

"I was just a little surprised."

"Is that so!" Minghua's face suddenly turned from cloudy to sunny, revealing a brilliant smile. She was not at all like the iceberg beauty in the eyes of outsiders. Perhaps this side of her could only be shown in front of Shang An.

"How did you think of giving me this gift?" Shang An asked. He was now wondering if someone had led the innocent Xiaohua astray. He hoped that there really was no such person, otherwise he would be in trouble.
"Because they all said that His Royal Highness the Holy Son likes beautiful women, especially those with good figures and who are plump. They also said that mature women are more attractive, and His Royal Highness the Holy Son likes them more." Minghua said sternly.

Shang An suddenly felt a dark aura on his head. Was he the guy who said bad things about him behind his back? Was he that kind of person?

Even if it is, it would be a shame to say it out loud.

Minghua didn't notice Shang An's expression, and continued to talk to herself: "Among all the women I have seen, her appearance is also among the best, and those two places are particularly fat, so I think His Royal Highness the Son should like her, and..."

Shang An waved his hand and quickly interrupted her. He always felt it was a bit weird to hear Minghua say this.

"Actually, if you want to give me a gift, you don't have to go through so much trouble. I know there is another beauty who is no less beautiful than the queen you captured."

"Whoever it is, I will go and capture him for His Royal Highness the Saint Son right now." Upon hearing this, Minghua Douluo was eager to try.

Shang An took two steps forward and looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle. "She is a very simple girl with a very beautiful appearance. Because of her cold temperament, she is also called the Iceberg Beauty. She lives in Wuhun City and is an elder of the Wuhun Hall. She usually stays at home and does not go out. Her favorite thing is to practice."

Minghua listened to Shang An's words and began to search carefully in her mind. Is this person one of the elders of the Spirit Hall? Is he a newcomer recently? Otherwise, why didn't she have any impression of him?

After going through all the elders of the Spirit Hall, Minghua still couldn't find the person.

After thinking hard without any results, Minghua could only look to her beloved Holy Son for help.

"Son, who is that person?"

Shang An did not answer this question, but walked in front of Minghua and looked at her with sharp eyes, "Xiaohua, if I ask you to sleep with me, will you agree?"

"Ah, me?" Minghua opened her mouth wide and her mind froze for a moment.

She had never thought about this problem, perhaps because she was obsessed with cultivation and had no interest in matters between men and women. In addition, due to the influence of her martial soul, she was relatively indifferent to others and had little contact with people. Therefore, she valued her identity as a Titled Douluo more in her heart, and did not care much about her identity as a woman.

So when Shang An asked her, she couldn't say a word.

"Xiaohua, don't forget, you are also a woman, and a very beautiful woman at that." Shang An pinched Minghua's chin, forcing her eyes to look at him.

"I, Holy Son, I..." After stuttering for a long time, Minghua finally said one sentence clearly, "If, if it is His Royal Highness the Holy Son, I... I think I can do it."

Love, loyalty, and faith are all interconnected. If Minghua was extremely loyal to Shang An before, but did not fall in love with him because she had never considered these things, then now, that part of her has been touched.

As long as it is the request of His Royal Highness the Son of God, no matter what it is, it must be done.

"Well, since you want to give me a gift, why not give me yourself as a gift." Shang An put his face in front of Minghua and breathed hot air on her nose.

"I, I do." Minghua stuttered again. Just when she mustered up the courage to say something, Shang An let go of her hand.

"Hahaha, okay, okay, I won't tease you anymore. It was just a joke." Shang An laughed a few times, then stretched out his finger and flicked Minghua's forehead.

"I'm here this time to help you improve your strength."

"what?"

Shang An's sudden change of topic caught Minghua off guard, and her heart, which had been beating like a deer, suddenly calmed down.

"Release your martial spirit."

"Ah, oh, okay." Hearing Shang An's order, Minghua quickly released her martial soul.

Everything else can be put aside for the time being; His Royal Highness the Holy Son’s orders are the most important.

Like the original Nihuang, she only has a standard spirit ring, and does not have a hundred thousand year spirit ring. This is a bit of a waste for her potential. However, for Shang An now, it is not difficult to create a hundred thousand year spirit ring.

Shang An drew out all the remaining power of faith and began to integrate it into Minghua Douluo's soul ring. The white light linked the nine soul rings, and soon, she had a terrifying configuration of eight black and one red soul rings.

Suddenly, Minghua's aura moved.

Her Nether Flower Martial Spirit became more brilliant, and her entire temperament became colder, and then an even more powerful aura was released.

In this level-up, Minghua Douluo naturally achieved the level 97 Peak Douluo.

"Not bad." Shang An withdrew his hand with satisfaction.

"Thank you, Your Highness." Feeling the changes in her body, Minghua knelt deeply in front of Shang An.

"Get up. I told you not to bow all the time." Shang An raised his hand and used his magic power to help Minghua up, saying with a stern face.

"Yes." Minghua stood up. The night was cold, but her heart was warm.

"Okay, I'll leave first. You should have a good rest." After improving Minghua's strength, Shang An didn't plan to stay any longer and prepared to return to the palace.

"Yes, I respectfully send off His Royal Highness the Holy Son."

Shang An nodded and prepared to leave.

"Wait a minute." Suddenly, Minghua called Shang An again.

"Your Highness the Holy Son, what should she do?" Minghua looked at Zhu Yunling who was still sleeping beside her.

"Uh." Shang An thought about it for a while, and finally decided not to let Minghua down. "Wash yourself and send you to my bedroom tomorrow."

"Oh, okay." Minghua was stunned for a moment, then immediately agreed. What His Royal Highness the Saint said just now made her think that he would not want it.

Then Shang An turned and left.

Looking at the departing back of His Royal Highness the Holy Son, Minghua's lips slightly opened. In fact, she had wanted to say that she was willing. Although she was a little disgusted with the opposite sex and did not like to contact anyone, His Royal Highness the Holy Son was not one of them. Her body and mind belonged to His Royal Highness the Holy Son, and she was willing to dedicate everything to His Royal Highness the Holy Son.

This time I was too slow to react. Next time I must take the initiative.

Then she looked at Zhu Yunling next to her. Although the Son of God did not say how much he liked the gift this time, he actually accepted it in the end. Minghua also noticed that Shang An glanced at Zhu Yunling's fat part twice.

Moreover, His Royal Highness the Saint Son improved her strength only after seeing the gift. Although the Saint Son said that was his original purpose, could this be an excuse of His Royal Highness the Saint Son, who was just embarrassed to say that he rewarded her because of his gift?

Minghua reasoned frantically in her mind and finally came to a conclusion.

As expected, His Royal Highness the Holy Son just likes beautiful women.

She clenched her fists and secretly made up her mind that since His Royal Highness the Saint Son liked it, she would give him more such gifts in the future.

If Shang An knew about Minghua’s misunderstanding, he would probably be... very happy.

When he returned to the bedroom again, Meng Yiran was still sleeping. Shang An kissed her forehead lightly. Just as he was about to fall asleep, he suddenly felt that some strange movements seemed to have happened in his little world.

He hurried back to his small world. He could feel that some wonderful changes seemed to have taken place in his small world.

In the upper part of the small world, outside the Yin-Yang Eye Garden of Ice and Fire, a towering tree exuding tremendous vitality stands here.

Looking up from below, the giant tree seems to have no end in sight, as if these huge branches and leaves are supporting the sky, and the roots below are rooted through the soil into the void of the small world, making the space of the small world more stable.

Wisps of god-level aura emanated from the giant tree. This was apparently another god-level powerful being.

"Master, you are here."

Seeing Shang An coming, the giant tree was somewhat happy, and then a very friendly blue figure leaped out from the giant tree and landed in front of Shang An.

This figure actually carries a sense of eternity.

"Ayin, your strength..." Shang An was a little surprised as he looked at Ayin, who seemed to have been completely renewed.

"I don't know what happened, but I felt an inexplicable power surge into my body. It was similar to the master's power. Then my body underwent some changes, and my strength also broke through."

Ah Yin was also somewhat confused, and obviously did not understand the situation very well. She only told Shang An some of her feelings at the time. In order not to destroy the Yin-Yang Eyes of Ice and Fire, Ah Yin even moved her original body out.

Shang An rubbed his chin and thought, could this be the reason why he felt something unusual?

Thinking of this, he immersed his consciousness into the small world, and indeed found that there was a small consciousness connected to his Heavenly Dao Spirit.

(End of this chapter)