Douluo: My summoning cards can generate Title Douluo

Chapter 212 Wang Dong'er's Martial Soul Evolves into the Light Dragon God Butterfly! (Part 1)

He recalled that in the original trajectory of fate, ten thousand years later, Wang Qiu'er (the incarnation of the Three-Eyed Golden Lion, the Emperor Beast of the Star Dou Great Forest) was a wisp of divine consciousness of Tang San's daughter, Tang Wutong. After returning to her original body, the Golden Dragon bloodline she carried merged into Tang Wutong's (Wang Dong'er) body. The Goddess of Light Butterfly was already a top-tier beast martial soul, and after merging with the Golden Dragon bloodline, it successfully awakened the Dragon God bloodline, causing her martial soul to evolve from the Goddess of Light Butterfly into the even more powerful Light Dragon God Butterfly!
“Dragon God bloodline…evolution…” Ling Han’s gaze involuntarily fell on Wang Dong’er, who was whispering and laughing with Wang Qiu’er beside him.

A bold idea took shape in his mind.

"I possess the Ice Prison Dragon Emperor Martial Soul, a gift from the system. Its rank should, in theory, be no lower than that of the Dragon God of this Douluo World, and may even be higher!"

"After all, the Ice Dragon King and the Fire Dragon King, both beings at the first-level god level, have sacrificed themselves to me. Their original power must have further purified and enhanced my Ice Prison Dragon Emperor bloodline..." Ling Han looked inward at himself and could clearly feel the vast, cold, and noble terrifying power flowing slowly within his bloodline.

"And all that Dong'er needs for her martial soul evolution is a few drops of my essence blood containing my original power."

"Although it will cause me some temporary depletion, with my current physique and recovery ability, I can replenish it within a few days, so it's not a big deal."

"More importantly... this essence blood will absolutely benefit Dong'er. Even if her martial soul fails to evolve as expected, the ultimate Dragon Emperor power contained within it will be enough to cleanse her meridians, solidify her foundation, and greatly enhance her cultivation speed and potential!"

Thinking this through, a resolute glint flashed in Ling Han's eyes. The advantages outweighed the disadvantages; it was worth a try!
If successful, the Beast God Pavilion will gain another peak combatant with unlimited potential!

"Dong'er, come here." Ling Han collected his thoughts and called out gently to Wang Dong'er.

Wang Dong'er was whispering to Wang Qiu'er when she heard the sound and turned around. Her pinkish-blue eyes were filled with a hint of doubt, but she still obediently replied, "Hmm? Husband, what's wrong?" She walked lightly to Ling Han and looked up at him with her delicate face.

Ling Han didn't offer any further explanation, but simply smiled slightly, extended his right index finger, and a wisp of extremely cold yet supremely majestic aura quietly condensed at the fingertip.

With a slight thought, he manipulated the power of his bloodline. A tiny crack appeared on the skin of his fingertip, but no blood flowed out. Instead, a beautiful drop of blood, like a concentrated crystal of ten thousand years of ice, with a purple dragon shadow seemingly swimming inside, slowly seeped out!

The moment the drop of blood appeared, the temperature in the entire main hall seemed to drop sharply, and tiny ice crystals even condensed in the air!
An indescribable pressure, originating from the very essence of life, emanated from the drop of blood. Though extremely faint, it instantly made Wang Qiu'er, who was standing to the side, tense up. The golden dragon bloodline within Wang Qiu'er involuntarily stirred with a sense of tremor and... awe?

She stared in shock at the drop of blood on Ling Han's fingertip, her heart filled with horror: 'My husband's bloodline... is it really this terrifying?! Far more ancient and supreme than my Golden Dragon bloodline!'

"Husband, what is this...?" Wang Dong'er was closest and felt it most clearly.

She gazed at the drop of blood hovering on Ling Han's fingertip, breathtakingly beautiful yet exuding a chilling power, her pink-blue eyes filled with curiosity and a hint of instinctive desire.

She could feel an inexplicable attraction to this drop of blood, as if it were a missing piece of power in her life. "This is my primordial essence blood, containing the power of the Ice Prison Dragon Emperor. Open your mind and body and absorb it." Ling Han's voice was calm, yet carried an undeniable authority.

Although he believed in the quality of the martial soul bestowed by the system and in Wang Dong'er's potential, this was, after all, his first attempt, and he was not entirely certain that there would be no rejection or backlash.

His gaze was fixed on Wang Dong'er, and he slightly raised his soul power, ready to intervene at any moment.

Wang Dong'er had absolute trust in Ling Han. Upon hearing this, she nodded obediently without hesitation and gently opened her cherry-like mouth.

With a flick of his finger, Ling Han sent the drop of purplish-gold essence blood, containing terrifying energy, into Wang Dong'er's mouth as a stream of light.

As the essence and blood entered her body, Wang Dong'er's delicate body trembled violently! It was as if an extremely cold torrent exploded within her body, rushing towards her limbs and bones!

Strangely, this extreme cold did not cause any damage. Instead, it was like the gentlest baptism, and wherever it passed, the meridians, bones, and flesh seemed to be coated with a faint purplish-gold luster, becoming more resilient and translucent!
Furthermore, a vast and noble Dragon Emperor's will, like a gentle stream, began to slowly merge with her own Light Goddess Butterfly Martial Soul essence.

Wang Dong'er dared not delay. She immediately sat down cross-legged, closed her eyes and concentrated, and fully circulated her soul power to guide this powerful external force.

Ling Han held his breath and carefully observed every change in Wang Dong'er. Seeing that although her brows were slightly furrowed, as if she was enduring the pain of the energy impact, her breathing was steady and her soul power flowed in an orderly manner, without any signs of disorder or rejection, his heart was slightly relieved.

Time passed slowly, and the main hall was silent except for the occasional faint sounds emanating from Wang Dong'er's body, like ice crystals gently colliding, and her breathing, which gradually became long and powerful.

Wang Qiu'er also stood quietly by her side, her golden eyes fixed on Wang Dong'er. She could clearly feel that the aura within Dong'er's body was undergoing a qualitative change, becoming more profound and noble, and even... faintly triggering a resonance with the golden dragon bloodline within her!

About an hour later, something unexpected happened!
Suddenly, Wang Dong'er, who was sitting cross-legged, burst forth with dazzling light! The light was no longer the simple pinkish-blue of the Goddess of Light Butterfly, but a noble purple-gold color!
A powerful energy fluctuation spread outward from her center like a tide.

Behind Wang Dong'er, the once magnificent and dreamlike phantom of the Goddess of Light's butterfly wings reappeared, but this time, the shape of the wings was undergoing an astonishing change!

The edges of the wings began to extend, becoming wider and more powerful. On the pinkish-blue background, complex and mysterious purple-gold dragon patterns began to spread, the patterns flowing like living things, exuding a terrifying dragon might!

The softness of the butterfly wings was gradually replaced by the fortitude and power of the dragon wings, and finally, it completely transformed into a pair of enormous dragon wings, with sharp, cold light flashing at the edges and flowing with purple-gold light!
(End of this chapter)