Douluo: Star-Breaking Sword God

Chapter 128 Chrysanthemum Douluo Takes on Disciples; Wants to Be My Dad?
This is a translucent crystal lotus, its entire body like chalcedony, with a lustrous white stem. Within it flows a radiance similar to that of Ling Qianyao's star power, a change that occurred after Ling Qianyao nurtured it with his star power.

It has nine petals in total, and there is a halo around the center of the flower.

Perhaps because the Star Luo Spirit Pearl can absorb starlight to nourish the surrounding immortal herbs, after Ling Qianyao absorbed it, his own star power also gained a strange nourishing property.

He now understood why Ah Yin's Blue Silver Emperor form demanded star power from him every day; it was truly seeking to be fed and filled to the brim.

Qian Renxue held it in her hand, feeling the warm energy flowing through it. A wisp of fragrance wafted over, and Qian Renxue felt her mind and spirit refreshed, her tense nerves easing slightly.

"What a wonderful thing!" She placed the Jade Heart-Purifying Lotus into the angel bracelet that matched the one on Ling Qianyao's wrist, then turned her gaze to Ling Qianyao, "Qianyao, can this crystal lotus completely calm her down?"

Ling Qianyao pondered for a moment, and to be honest, he wasn't sure either.

After all, in his view, the Rakshasa evil thoughts on Bibi Dong's body were not pure either. The scarlet and purplish-black energies intertwined, and the killing intent was more like that of another deity in his memory.

Asura God.

Bibi Dong, who obtained the God of Slaughter Domain, should have been the successor of the God of Asura, but the God of Rakshasa interfered, turning this succession into chaos.

Just then, the brilliant strategist Qianxunji implemented what he thought was an invincible plan, plunging Bibi Dong into a vortex of despair and extreme emotions. Thus, the Rakshasa God took advantage of the situation before the Asura God Trial even began.

These two deities can be said to share the same origin. One is in charge of killing and judgment, while the other is in charge of resentment and evil. They are also in a superior-subordinate relationship, yet they are completely at odds with each other.

Rakshasa God was always looking for trouble with Asura God. After snatching Bibi Dong, a genius with twin martial souls, he didn't give her the normal divine test or the rewards she deserved. He even tried to corrupt her soul with Rakshasa evil thoughts.

It's likely that this guy never intended to groom Bibi Dong as the next Rakshasa God; she was just having fun and trying to annoy the Asuras.

As a god-king, how could the Asura God be without temper? The Asura God power he left behind further corrupted the Rakshasa God's test.

For him, losing the successor meant losing everything. Within his killing city, several killing gods would always emerge; he could simply choose from them.

As for Qian Xunji, Ling Qianyao thought that this guy was simply insane. Of course, it could not be ruled out that he might also be manipulated by a god behind him. This guy, who possessed the Holy Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul, had eerily blood-red eyes when he released his soul skill in the extra chapter.

With some elements of God-King level Asura divine power and troublesome Rakshasa evil thoughts, Ling Qianyao was not sure if this Jade Marrow Purifying Lotus could completely resolve the hidden dangers on Bibi Dong's body.

However, this Jade Marrow Pure Heart Lotus is, after all, a rare spiritual object in the world, so it is certain that it can suppress it.

“I’m not sure, Xue’er,” Ling Qianyao said truthfully. “Besides, she probably wouldn’t want you to know her current situation. Rather than considering whether this immortal herb can help the Pope, I think you should consider how to deliver it to him so that he can use it.”

"Is that so?" Qian Renxue nodded, then suddenly asked, "What about your martial soul ability? Today, it seemed that after you released your soul skill, her expression quickly relaxed, and she withdrew her own pressure."

Ling Qianyao's eyes flickered, and he sighed, "Let's use the immortal herb and see how things go before making a decision."

I need to remind you, Xue'er, that even if her soul is restored and her mental strength is replenished, the repair of your relationship will definitely not be achieved in an instant.

The lack of companionship and the accumulated misunderstandings will be like deep ravines between you, which will take time to fill and require adjustment.

Also, is she really your sister?

Qian Renxue's eyes flickered, and she whispered, "You found out."

Ling Qianyao pulled her into his arms and gently stroked her back. "It's hard not to notice how volatile your emotions are."

Qian Renxue lay half-reclined in Ling Qianyao's arms, tilting her head slightly. "It's a strange way of addressing me, isn't it? She won't let me call her 'Mother,' and she's never called me 'Xue'er' either."

"Xue'er?"

"Mmm." "Xue'er."

"Ok?"

Ling Qianyao smiled and looked at Qian Renxue, who was already somewhat puzzled, "Do you need me to call out a few more times?"

Qian Renxue pinched Ling Qianyao's waist angrily and said, "Still shouting? I was just about to have Yuyu, and you ruined my mood. I wanted her to shout, but what do you mean by shouting? Do you want to be my father?" She paused for a moment, then pinched him hard again.

Qian Renxue rolled her eyes at him, annoyed.

Ling Qianyao hugged her even tighter, "If you're tired, you can take a nap."

"Mmm," she closed her eyes, taking a short nap, "Oh right, we're going to see Grandpa in a bit,"

outside the house.

"Your Majesty Chrysanthemum Douluo?" Zhu Zhuqing couldn't bear to watch this guy pacing anxiously outside, each step as if he were stepping on a hot pan. He was clearly in a hurry and seemed to want to see the three of them, but he just kept stopping outside.

"Ok?"

Chrysanthemum Douluo suddenly stopped and turned around, his eyes lighting up.

Who knows how long he's been here? He originally thought he'd see Ling Qianyao and the other two soon, but his mental perception showed that the three of them were either sitting or lying on the same sofa.

Moreover, it seemed that the young master was still leaning against Ling Qianyao's chest, which frightened him so much that he quickly withdrew his spiritual power, afraid of sensing something terrible.

Thus, Chrysanthemum Douluo, who could have been visited with just a simple telepathic message, stood outside for a long time.

He didn't want to disturb the young master Qian Renxue's enjoyment. If Qian Renxue was gathering her emotions, he suspected he would be purged if he sent a telepathic message.

Fortunately, the person he was looking for came out on his own.

"Zhu Zhuqing, is that right?!"

Chrysanthemum Douluo looked joyful and eager. He was about to step forward when he remembered his embarrassing moment earlier. He stopped abruptly, cleared his throat, and tried to put on a dignified appearance.

Zhu Zhuqing was taken aback and bowed: "Your Excellency Chrysanthemum Douluo, I am indeed Zhuqing. May I ask what business Your Excellency has with me?"

"Um, cough, it's like this, could you tell me the name of the immortal herb you absorbed?"

Zhu Zhuqing's eyes flickered slightly. "Alright, but please don't tell anyone, Your Majesty." As she spoke, she took out the black stone.

"As expected!" Chrysanthemum Douluo moved and took the black stone from Zhu Zhuqing's hand, examining it closely. "Beautiful, so beautiful. Even though it has been taken off, I can still feel that poignant power surging within it."

He muttered words.

Zhu Zhuqing gave him a disdainful look.

Seemingly noticing Zhu Zhuqing's gaze, Chrysanthemum Douluo coughed, straightened up, regained his composure, and returned the black stone to Zhu Zhuqing.

He said solemnly, "Zhu Zhuqing, would you be willing to become my disciple?"

(End of this chapter)