Douluo Dalu: The Eyes That Defy Fate

Chapter 379 Bad News, Tang San Flips the Table
After all the ministers had left, only the Empress, the female officials, and a group of worshippers remained in the hall, not having left.

Immediately afterwards, the female official, who had been acting with ulterior motives, changed her cold demeanor and sat down next to the Empress with a smile on her face, behaving intimately.

In contrast, the once majestic and domineering empress now softened her demeanor, her gaze towards her sister filled with helplessness and doting affection.

She then gently tapped his forehead with her jade-like finger, her soft voice lingering.

"You little brat, all you do is stand by and watch the show. You didn't even try to help your sister."

"Hey, my sister's just a lowly female official; it's not right for her to speak without permission~"

As she spoke, Han Ruoruo raised her delicate hand and wrapped it around Zhang Lexuan, gently rubbing her forehead to relieve the headache caused by fatigue.

However, he didn't hide his ambitions and openly expressed them.

"Big sister looks so tired, do you need your little sister to take care of little Po for you tonight?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Zhang Lexuan's eyebrows shot up, and she angrily slapped the soft, tender flesh on her side, causing waves to roll under her skirt.

"Oh! So you're trying to pull your little tricks on your older sister?!"

"I know perfectly well how outrageous your divine status is, you brat! I really don't know what you're thinking!"

Upon hearing this, Han Ruoruo puffed out her chest with a sense of righteous indignation, her breasts, which had become even more magnificent with prolonged nourishment, almost touching her older sister's face.

"Isn't this to make things more interesting at home in the future? Otherwise, it'll be so boring if everything stays the same, don't you think, sister?"

"That's true, but could you please keep them away from my sister? I'm not Xiao Po, I don't like face wash!"

A calm yet subtly angry voice rang out, sending a chill down her spine. Only her small mouth remained stubbornly firm, her words becoming unusually sharp.

"Hmph! Sister, don't try to deny it. You're just envious!"

"The method my younger sister found among the common people worked, didn't it? In just three years, she has caught up with your extraordinary scale, and it's only a matter of time before she takes over the position of body pillow!"

"Wait a minute, sister, why did you pull out such a cruel torture device as a whip in public?"

"My little sister is well-behaved and adorable, so this description shouldn't be used on her, right?"

The slightly arrogant female voice abruptly stopped, replaced by trembling sounds of terror.

A sudden return to reason prompted her to awaken the last vestiges of tenderness and conscience in her sister's heart.

"It seems that your elder sister has been too lenient with you, causing you to lose your sense of right and wrong!"

"Do you think you can even dream of that position?! Look at the treasure!"

Zhang Lexuan raised her hand again, as if to strike, which frightened Han Ruoruo so much that she fled in panic.

And so, the inseparable sisters, master and servant, staged a drama of 'mutual destruction' in the vast palace.

However, such a disrespectful scene was commonplace in the eyes of many pedantic old scholars.

Therefore, from the moment the emperor ordered the female officials to sit on the dragon throne, they skillfully used the secret method created by Zhongli Wu to seal off their six senses, for fear of seeing something they shouldn't see.

As for regulating the Empress's words and actions, and submitting a memorial to punish the female officials for their willful and reckless behavior?
Just kidding, they wouldn't dare even if they had eight hundred more lives!
Throughout the entire empire, everyone knows that these two ladies are so close that they can share a skirt and a man; only those who have nothing better to do would preach to them.

If you accidentally upset someone and they hang you up and beat you, no matter how badly you are injured, you'll completely lose face.

That was truly social death!

Don't you see, even Kong Deming, who was the most particular about etiquette among all the worshippers, didn't dare to say anything!

Furthermore, that elusive Emperor is truly ruthless, completely disregarding who you are.

Over the course of thirty years, from top to bottom, from old to young, everyone in the empire capable of fighting had been beaten by him at least twice, without exception.

Zhongli Wu and Du Busi, whom I just mentioned, have already been beaten relatively little; even the Emperor is somewhat concerned about his age.

People like Huo Yuhao and Xiao Hongchen, among many other young prodigies of the empire, are truly in a miserable situation.

This emperor, who has nothing better to do than summon them all to the training ground at the drop of a hat, under the guise of testing their cultivation, to brutally beat them up.

At first, the little guys were having a great time.

After all, emperors and sages are rarely seen, so it is truly rare for them to have such an honor.

However, as time went on, even Huo Yuhao, who was a blind admirer, began to notice something was amiss.

Who has a kind older brother who beats them up eight times a month?!
Over the course of a year, I can beat them up about a hundred times!
Although the training grounds stored enough life force to help them heal, resulting in significant improvements after each beating, the constant switching between being beaten, injured, and healed was clearly not the right approach.

As a result, they repeatedly rose up and organized resistance, attempting to overthrow the emperor's tyranny.

However, a group of small Karami were no match for the Lord of the World, and were completely suppressed in a short time.

Left with no other choice, Xiao Hongchen and the others, having learned their lesson, had to beg Huo Yuhao to have his three female relatives plead with the ladies of the Emperor's Mansion on their behalf.

I just hope they can whisper in his ear and get this big shot to shut up for a few days.

Unfortunately, Lin Po was the most powerful man in the entire empire, and no one could control him.

In addition, Wang Dong'er and the other two women accepted bribes and betrayed the plan at the last minute, which directly caused the plan to fall through. They were beaten up again and were bedridden for days and nights.

From then on, the group of prodigies became obedient, and no matter how badly they were beaten, they never opened their mouths to retaliate.

It wasn't until recent years, after Huo Yuhao inherited the position of the God of Emotions and Xiao Hongchen and others successively broke through to become God Officials, that they finally had a little leisure time.

Of course, it's not because their strength has increased and the Emperor can't defeat them.

Rather, with the war approaching, the Emperor, burdened with the responsibilities of the Spirit Realm, was temporarily too preoccupied to deal with them.

Most importantly, after becoming the new God of Emotions, Huo Yuhao challenged his elder brother, the Emperor, for the first time.

结果
The poor child was hung up and whipped again in front of everyone. He was treated like a toy the whole time, powerless to resist, and looked extremely miserable with his bruised and swollen face.

He immediately silenced all the new generation of gods, who obediently hid at home to cultivate and dared not go out and act recklessly.

Fortunately, the commotion didn't last long, and the two sisters returned to the dragon throne, waking up the worshippers who had fallen into a state of autism.

"Seniors, there is no need to worry too much about this battle. Just do your best."

"We will obey the Emperor's command!"

Having said that, all the other attendants except Kong Deming rushed out of the palace to prepare for their own business.

"Le Xuan, are you sure there's no problem in the God Realm? Knowing Tang San's character, he definitely won't let this go easily. We have to take some action!"

Hearing her great-grandfather's kind reminder, Zhang Lexuan smiled and comforted him:
"Don't worry, Xiao Po learned about Tang San's scheme from Rong Nianbing a long time ago, so there's no need to worry."

"That kid is full of bad ideas; the mighty God King is in for a lot of trouble."

"Hahaha!"

. . .

Meanwhile, the divine realm was also busily preparing for its relocation, with no trace of the impending war.

In response, the God of Destruction acted contrary to his usual behavior. Instead of strictly prohibiting such behavior that could damage the pre-battle morale, he strongly supported them and personally participated in the battle.

The reason is simple: as long as these guys don't get carried away and fight the gods of the spirit world to the death, it's fine.

What good is a little bit of imposing presence if it's gone? The key point is still the four God-Kings and the First-Level Gods.

Out of the way.

However, if we were to be honest, there were some unusual aspects to it, the source of which was none other than the Asura God Tang San.

Since the entire divine realm went into 'war preparation,' he has never shown his face again, hiding in the Sea God's Temple all day, who knows what kind of trouble he's up to.

This truly troubled the God of Destruction.

I'm not afraid of flies because they fly around everywhere, but I'm afraid of mosquitoes hiding in corners and sneaking out to bite me.

However, there was no suitable reason to search the Sea God Temple at the moment, so he could only grit his teeth and be on guard, ready to stop Tang San from causing trouble at any time.

This concerns the future of the divine realm, and there is no room for any disagreement.

Even the wisest can make a mistake, and Destruction is hardly the mark of a wise man; how can one guard against the actions of a villain?

At this very moment, Tang San, who had already secretly left the Sea God Temple, was looking down at the place where the Golden Dragon King was sealed, a cold smile curling at the corner of his mouth.

"Lin Po, destruction, let's see who has the last laugh!"

(End of this chapter)