Douluo Continent: My Martial Soul is the Black Dragon, I am the Lord of the Gods

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"Stop, stop, stop!"

Xuanming pressed his hands against Qian Renxue's fragrant shoulders that had already pressed against him, and used his divine power to forcefully push the angel god-king, whose emotions were on the verge of losing control, back to his original position.

"Xue'er, can we stop for a moment?"

Xuanming took a deep breath, trying to make his tone sound as gentle, rational, and... less guilty as possible.

"We finally get to see each other, can we not be so... direct and get straight to the point?"

"You really can't do it like this. Starting right off the bat without any emotional build-up or romantic atmosphere... what's the difference between this and... you know?"

"We're gods, and gods with style. We need to chat, enjoy the scenery, have some tea, and cultivate our relationship slowly... Hmm!"

Before he could finish speaking, Xuanming felt a blur before his eyes.

Qian Renxue's stunningly beautiful face was almost touching his nose. The original holiness and majesty in her golden eyes had vanished, replaced by two raging flames capable of burning everything.

"Emotional build-up?"

Qian Renxue sneered, the suppressed anger in her voice causing the surrounding air to distort and deform.

"Xuanming, how dare you talk to me about emotional build-up?"

"For the past ten years, you've been living a life of revelry, surrounded by beauties, like a god. Of course you have the leisure to do anything fancy or indulge in romantic pursuits!"

"But what about me?!"

Qian Renxue grabbed Xuanming by the collar, her eyes reddening and her voice trembling, "I've been alone in the God Realm for decades! Counting the time I've spent traveling through various planes in the mortal realm, I've endured over a thousand years of hardship by myself!"

"A thousand years of loneliness! A thousand years of longing! A thousand years of repression!"

"My emotions were building up to the point of bursting! My rationality had long since been reduced to ashes!"

"Do I even need to build up to this?!"

"All I want to do right now is eat you up! Leave not a trace of your bones!"

Xuanming looked at the woman in front of him who was on the verge of completely losing control. He opened his mouth, but found that he couldn't even utter a single word of rebuttal.

Yes.

Although he was tired over the past ten years, it was a "sweet burden." But for Qian Renxue and the others, it was real torment.

It's like someone who eats a Manchu Han Imperial Feast every day telling a beggar who's been starving for three days, "Oh dear, eating requires a sense of ritual; you have to burn incense, bathe, and chew slowly..."

Isn't this just asking for a beating?

"But……"

Xuanming still wanted to make a final attempt, "This is really too hasty, and we're in the wilderness..."

"Hasty?"

Qian Renxue laughed angrily, "Fine, since you say it's hasty, then I'll give you something more grand!"

Before she finished speaking, a burst of golden light shone from her body.

"boom--!!!"

A burst of intensely hot angelic power suddenly erupted, instantly burning the cumbersome robe on Xuanming's body to ashes.

Xuanming felt a chill on his body. Before he could react, he saw the six huge golden wings behind Qian Renxue suddenly spread out, blotting out the sky.

Countless golden feathers fell and danced, rapidly intertwining and overlapping around the two.

In the blink of an eye, a huge, sealed golden feather egg appeared out of thin air on the fairy island atop the sea of ​​clouds.

Inside the eggshell, golden light flowed, sacred and warm, and it was even thoughtfully covered with a thick layer of soft, cloud-like down.

All sounds, light, and sensations from the outside world were completely shut out.

This is an absolutely private, absolutely safe, and absolutely... ambiguous space.

"Now……"

Qian Renxue's perfectly naked body, bathed in golden light, appeared exceptionally pure and alluring. She approached step by step, pushing Xuan Ming down onto the thick layer of downy feathers, looking down at him with a hint of queenly dominance and a touch of girlish charm in her eyes.

"Is it grand enough? Is it private enough?"

"Xuanming, even if you scream your lungs out today, no one will come to save you."

……

The Divine Realm Committee, in the side hall for deliberation.

The Ice Dragon King had just returned from a "business trip" to a lower plane with a tired-looking Zi Ji. Before he could even take a sip of water, he sensed the undisguised, even somewhat "arrogant," fluctuations of angelic divine power from the lower realm.

She stood by the window, looking at the surging golden light beneath the sea of ​​clouds, her expression turning quite strange.

Although as an ancient soul beast that had lived for countless years, she had long guessed that this day would come.

However, when that day actually came, and she saw with her own eyes the mother and daughter fall into the arms of the same man one after the other, she couldn't help but feel a strange sensation in her heart.

"Is... this really okay?"

The Ice Dragon King muttered to himself, then turned and walked towards Bibi Dong, who was reviewing official documents. Bibi Dong was sitting behind a huge desk, her dark red Asura God armor highlighting her immense majesty.

"Bibi Dong."

The Ice Dragon King stepped forward and, without any formalities, went straight to the point, asking, "Don't you really... feel anything is strange at all?"

"Strange?"

Bibi Dong didn't even look up, her magic pen still flying across the documents. "You mean Xue'er went down to find Xuanming?"

"if not?"

The Ice Dragon King pulled up a chair and sat down, arms crossed, looking at her with a probing expression. "Although I know your relationship has improved a lot now, after all... she's your daughter. Your own flesh and blood."

"She's with your man now, and in a way that's... well, you know. Don't you really have any psychological issues?"

Bibi Dong finally stopped what she was doing.

"If you mean physical blood ties..."

Bibi Dong said calmly, "Back when we were at the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well, Gu Yuena had already used the power of the Dragon God to completely reshape my body. Later, I underwent repeated tempering and reconstruction by the powers of the Rakshasa and Asura gods."

"This divine body of mine, from its genes to its origin, has long since completely parted ways with the mortal Bibi Dong of the past."

"So-called blood ties are nothing more than a trace left over from that long-decayed body."

At this point, Bibi Dong paused.

"As for psychological issues... After going through so many ups and downs, those mundane ethical norms have long lost their meaning for me."

"I've already let it go, and Xue'er doesn't care either. Since the parties involved feel there's no problem, what is there for me to say?"

"and……"

"As long as she can be happy, as long as she no longer lives in turmoil and pain like before, what does it matter who she is with? Besides, that person is Xuanming."

"This is the truth."

The Ice Dragon King blinked, his expression growing increasingly strange. "But... let's imagine, what if you have children in the future?"

Bibi Dong frowned slightly: "What do you mean?"

"Look."

The Ice Dragon King started doing some calculations on his fingers, "If you and Xuanming had a child, what would your child call Qian Renxue?"

"Conversely, if Qian Renxue and Xuan Ming had a child, what would that child call you?"

"Pfft-"

In the end, even the Ice Dragon King couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Bibi Dong's face instantly darkened, and three black lines slid down her forehead.

This problem... is indeed quite damaging.

"Ice Dragon King," Bibi Dong gritted her teeth, "Are you too idle? Should I arrange for you to patrol a few more planes?"

"No, no, no! I was just curious!"

The Ice Dragon King hurriedly waved his hands in apology, but he couldn't stop smiling. "You know, we soul beasts don't care about these things. Look at Xiao Wu and A Rou."

"Before Xiaowu went downstairs, Arou specifically told her what to pay attention to; after Xiaowu came back, she even pulled Arou aside and whispered to her..."

"The beastmen really have no taboos in this regard; the strong are respected and reproduction is paramount. But you humans... seem to always care a lot about these ethics and morals, making yourselves very tired."

Bibi Dong stared speechlessly at the old dragon who seemed to thrive on chaos, took a deep breath, and forcibly suppressed the slight embarrassment and annoyance in her heart.

"You said it yourself, that's a taboo for humans."

Bibi Dong resumed her aloof and noble demeanor, and said firmly, "But I am now a god."

"As I have already said, my past body is long dead, and I have no physical connection with the past."

"The bond between me and Qian Renxue stems more from memories and emotions deep in our souls than from so-called DNA."

"In God's world, the resonance of souls is the only standard."

"As for the form of address..."

"Let each say their own thing. God has eternal life, and such a question of seniority is insignificant in the long course of time."

"Okay, okay, you're right."

The Ice Dragon King, seeing that things were going well, stood up and stretched. "Anyway, it's your family's business, you can sort it out yourselves. I'm just here to watch the show."

"but……"

She walked to the door, then looked back at Bibi Dong and said meaningfully.

"Although you make it sound so easy, I can tell that you've slowed down your document processing speed considerably."

"What? Are you also thinking about when it will be your turn to go on your honeymoon?"

"Get out!" (End of Chapter)