Douluo 2: This Dragon God has too much martial virtue

Chapter 565 So steady!
Huo Yuhao was about to complain, but the words caught in his throat as the scene before him completely stunned him.

Wang Dong's rebellious sword was shattered, sharp fragments scattering in the wind and snow. A shocking wound tore from below Di Tian's left collarbone all the way to his lower right abdomen, half of the broken blade still deeply embedded in the flesh, and layers of pitch-black dragon scales uncontrollably emerging around the wound.

Di Tian pulled out the broken blade without changing his expression, and blood gushed out immediately, with a few drops even splashing onto Wang Dong's pale face.

He looked down at Wang Dong, his dark golden vertical pupils filled with contempt and mockery. Under her shocked gaze, the dragon claw suddenly exerted its power, crushing the last half of the sword blade into dust.

At this moment, he was incredibly grateful that he had set aside his so-called arrogance back then and devoted himself to learning the craft of soul tools. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to so easily dismantle Wang Dong's Rebellious Sword into a pile of scrap metal today.

Although the Sword of Rebellion has transcended the category of a level 10 soul tool and can be considered a near-divine artifact, its essence is still crafted according to the techniques of melee soul tools. True high-level soul masters all have their own original works, and cannot be called level 9 soul masters simply by replicating other people's designs.

Almost all high-level Soul Masters incorporate self-destruct mechanisms into their designs or finished products, and Di Tian was intimately familiar with this process. The most ridiculous thing was that Wang Dong, that idiot, completely copied the design provided by Mu Xing to forge this sword, without even making the most basic anti-disassembly measures.

Just like the hidden weapons of the Tang Clan, the blueprints from ten thousand years ago remain unchanged ten thousand years later.

He found it hilarious, so he burst out laughing on the spot, and the laughter made Wang Dong's hand, which was still gripping the sword hilt, tremble violently.

She stared blankly as Di Tian licked the blood from his fingertip, raised an eyebrow at her, and looked on with a venomous pleasure in his eyes. An overwhelming fear gripped her heart, and she suddenly remembered her first impression of Di Tian—obsessive and gloomy.

Commonly known as a repressed madman.

At the time, it was just a vague intuition; the other person hadn't even looked at her directly. But now, she was finally confronting the madness that had erupted after being suppressed to the extreme.

Wang Dong's fingertips trembled slightly as she pressed them against the hilt of her sword. She had never been afraid when she fought Tang San to the death, because Tang San had always had a deep fear and dread of death, while she was blinded by hatred. It was only when Mu Xing appeared that her will to live was rekindled.

But now, facing Di Tian, ​​that long-lost chill crept up her spine once more. This madwoman who didn't even care about her own life, even though her cultivation was suppressed below the divine level by the Dragon God's decree, even though she had already surpassed ordinary second-level gods, her poisonous dragon eyes still made her blood almost freeze.

She suddenly remembered that Electrolux had subtly warned her about the consequences of provoking the Beast God, but she had dismissed it at the time. Now she finally understood the weight of those warnings.

So why does Xing insist on associating with this kind of guy? Isn't that too dangerous?
"..." Huo Yuhao was still speechless. What kind of situation hadn't he seen over the years? Sorry, he really had never seen this kind of situation before.

He shakily raised his hand and grasped the golden dragon scale pendant on his chest. How was he going to describe this scene to his teacher? Tell her that her zero-dollar purchase was beating up her expensive godfather?
That's not quite accurate, because Wang Dong looks like the one who's about to be beaten.

Watching the Sword of Rebellion crumble into pieces, Mu Xing suddenly felt a sense of weariness and annoyance. Had Old Deng, observing from the divine realm's central control, noticed her current comfortable lifestyle and deliberately left her a beagle to annoy her? Good heavens, Wang Dong, why don't you change your name to Duo Dong? I really don't have time to mess around with you!

She had seen many people sustained by the will to retaliate, but their souls always crumbled the moment revenge was achieved. Therefore, she had sincerely hoped that Wang Dong, even after successfully avenging himself, would still be able to find a reason to live in the world.

But this does not include causing her distress.

"If you don't teach her a lesson, I'll teach you one, kid." The Golden Dragon King never hid his emotions, and seeing his other kid injured made him so angry that he almost logged in.

Electrolux remained silent for the time being, not intending to offer any opinions. After all, the one who strikes first is always in the wrong, and besides, Di Tian did look quite badly injured.

Of course, he knows in his heart whether it's serious or not.

"Is there anything you want to say? I will decide whether or not to apply for workers' compensation based on the actual situation." Mu Xing was in a state of "I'm so angry but I still have to keep smiling." It wasn't that she was keeping smiling out of courtesy, but rather that she was used to using this expression to express all her negative emotions.

Simply put, it's best to just laugh it off, but now is not the time to let bygones be bygones. The Golden Dragon King is still eyeing the situation, waiting for someone to take over the account and play for him.

"Teacher, Wang Dong attacked first..."

"They haven't reached the point where they can't speak," Mu Xing interrupted Huo Yuhao coldly, making him tremble. He hadn't experienced fear in a long time; after all, he had rarely seen Mu Xing so angry in recent years.

"It's just as you see it." Di Tian felt that saying anything more would be superfluous.

"No, that's not true!" Wang Dong cried out. She appeared to be unharmed, but blood was seeping from the corner of her mouth. "He was just jealous that I had the dragon scale sword you gave me, and... and he said those... well, really awful things to you!"

Electrolux didn't consider himself a gossip, but he was genuinely curious about just how offensive something could be to make Wang Dong turn against someone on the same side, who could be considered an ally...

Eating melons is the nature of all intelligent beings, and the Golden Dragon King is no exception. In any case, Di Tian won't die anytime soon.

Huo Yuhao naturally didn't believe it. He thought Wang Dong was making excuses to lie, after all, he and Fu Rui had witnessed how his expensive godfather treated his teacher.

"..." Mu Xing wondered if it was some kind of treasonous statement like "The king and I shall share the world"? In her opinion, only such words could be considered treasonous.

But the next second she dismissed the idea. Neither she nor Di Tian were fools who would open champagne halfway through a fight. Besides, she had only taken a short break, and the faction had already descended into infighting.

"Nonsense!" Di Tian coldly retorted.

"Then dare you say it again in front of her?" Wang Dong glared at him fiercely. Mu Xing continued to scrutinize Di Tian. Huo Yuhao secretly clenched his fists. If it were him, he would definitely deny it outright. After all, how could Di Tian be easily convicted based solely on Wang Dong's words?

The Golden Dragon King's vertical pupils surged with murderous intent. If Wang Dong dared to utter even a single word that was detrimental to his two cubs, he would definitely tear her apart on the spot.

Even Electrolux looked at Wang Dong with disapproval. This kid was far too ignorant of the bigger picture. Although he had countless arguments with Mu Xing, he ultimately did not want to see this traitor create an irreparable rift between himself and an important ally on the eve of victory.

Right now, apart from taking a cold approach, we can only wait and see how one of them breaks the deadlock.

Di Tian strode up to Mu Xing. The sudden movement aggravated his wounds, causing him to sway violently and kneel on the cold, frozen ground with a heavy thud.

A strong, pure stench of blood assaulted his senses. He looked up, meeting Mu Xing's scrutinizing gaze, his expression one of utter desperation, surrendering everything to her judgment.

"Everything I've said to others in private, I can say to your face. If you want to hear it, I can say it again right now."

"...Let's talk about it when we get back." Actually, I didn't really want to hear it.

Di Tian tilted his head slightly, exposing the deep, bone-revealing wound more clearly to Mu Xing's gaze, as if it were not a wound, but a medal of victory.

Regardless of what others thought, Electrolux felt that this statement could be included in the book "How Powerful Ministers Rise to Power?" It was simply too damn classic!
Anyway, since he and the Golden Dragon King both reside within the spiritual sea of ​​Shepherd Star, they will eventually learn the contents of the unfinished words.

Before that, he really wanted to tell Wang Dong, "Kid, you and Di Tian are not on the same track. Whether it's power struggles or palace intrigues, you are destined to fail. Look, you've fallen into another trap. Why don't you try to get the Silver Dragon King's Divine Core? Maybe you can also improve Mu Xing's favorability."

So that's how it was solved? That's amazing! Huo Yuhao was utterly shocked. So sincerity is the ultimate weapon?
"You don't care about this at all?" Wang Dong had never felt so frustrated before, after she finally realized that the necessary prerequisite for crossing the line was someone's indulgence.

"I feel like I've never really understood you. You instigated war between humans and soul beasts in the lower realm, and stirred up conflicts between empires. How many innocent lives have been lost because of this? How will you face your mother in the future?" She finally released the broken blade. "I don't understand. You've lived with humans for over four thousand years, so why do you now show no mercy to them?"

"So, according to you, my father, the God-King who rules over destruction, would surely praise my actions?" Mu Xing sneered. "Besides, isn't it humanity itself that brought about the war? Always struggling and fighting in their desires, dragging everything around them down and burning it all—that's their specialty. As for your question, I've personally experienced and verified it. Unfortunately, the despicable nature and short, fragile lives of some humans simply don't resonate with me. Just a few decades of interaction with them have bored me utterly. If I consider them my kind, then who will save my true kin?"

"I'm sorry, I've caused you trouble again." Wang Dong seemed to have all her strength drained away. She suddenly remembered what Huo Yuhao had told her not long ago—don't cause unnecessary trouble for others because of your stupidity.

But she was so caught up in the moment that she completely forgot, or rather, she didn't take Huo Yuhao's reminder to heart at all.

"You know that much." Mu Xing didn't appreciate it, but despite her anger, she would still spare no effort to squeeze out the last bit of value from the other party, especially when the other party felt guilty, which was the best time to make demands.

"I originally planned to send him to retrieve the Silver Dragon King's divine core, but who knew you would injure him like this..."

“No, when did you ever have such a plan?!” Electrox questioned within her mental sea.

Di Tian's golden vertical pupils widened slightly, then a look of understanding flashed across his face. This was indeed a good opportunity to get rid of this trouble.

"I'll give it to you!" Sure enough, Wang Dong was provoked and even more unwilling to let Mu Xing see her disheveled state. She stubbornly wiped the bloodstains from her face and was about to take flight, but she froze the moment she stood up because her usual longsword had already shattered into pieces.

She opened her mouth, a bitter, rusty taste rising in her throat.

Mu Xing suddenly bent down, and the dragon wings that had spread out behind him slowly closed like clouds hanging from the sky, sheltering Di Tian beneath them. The golden patterns on the outer side of the dragon wings flowed with a lava-like luster in the reflection of the snow, while the inner side was sprinkled with a healing light like scales.

"You won't be able to get anything from me again." She always knew how to strike at the heart. To her, everything was a weapon, some on the battlefield, some in social situations. Weapons were meant to be used in battle.

"Isn't this a bit like bullying a child?" Electrox sighed. But despite his complaints, at least this time, he didn't side with Wang Dong, nor did he stop her from rushing towards her near-death fate like a moth to a flame.

"What nonsense are you talking about, Lord Electrolux!" The Golden Dragon King was quite pleased with his son's performance. "If she showed even the slightest inclination to favor that brat, wouldn't she be just as foolish as my sister?"

“But that child looks so sad. She likes you so much. You’re being too cruel to her.” Electrolux ignored the Golden Dragon King’s opportunistic remarks; he was somewhat putting himself in her shoes.

"What are you pretending to be a good person for? When she stirred up trouble, you didn't stop her!" The Golden Dragon King continued to ramble on. "My cub can't be hurt for nothing. Wouldn't it be great if she and Tang San died together? But now, being used as a consumable is making the best use of her."

"You're all so noisy! Quiet down! Don't forget who's watching the central authority of the divine realm. She might not die, but it would be even better if the God of Destruction could get involved again." Mu Xing always outsourced things whenever possible, since the rule that gods couldn't interfere in the lower realms was practically meaningless now.

How come there's not a single loophole in the Dragon God's prohibition?
"So why don't you ask him what he said to Wang Dong?" Electrolux quickly changed the subject to what he was most concerned about at the moment.

"If you're so eager to know, go ask him yourself... Old Deng, I'm not talking about you!" A golden light flashed before Mu Xing's eyes, and the Golden Dragon King temporarily took over her body...

"Let's finish this quickly, I'll help you stall her." It's rare that the two old men could actually reach a consensus on just to watch the drama unfold.

　A reader commented earlier that Lao Xing used threats to get Lao Di to accept Xiao Huo Mao, and then he couldn't hold back anymore.

　　(End of this chapter)