Douluo: My summoning cards can generate Title Douluo

Chapter 92 Title Douluo Arrives
(The previous chapter is under review)

He looked up slightly and saw that Wang Qiu'er and Wang Dong'er were still sleeping soundly. Wang Qiu'er's cool sleeping face was full of contentment, while Wang Dong'er had her lips slightly pouted, and her pink and blue butterfly wings rose and fell gently with her breath.

Ling Han felt a surge of tenderness in his heart. He leaned down and placed a deep and gentle kiss on each of their soft, warm lips.

Then, he carefully moved Wang Qiu'er's thigh away from his waist, gently untied Wang Dong'er's hands and feet from his body, and finally carefully tucked the blankets around his two sleeping wives to make sure they wouldn't catch a cold—especially Wang Dong'er, who had a free-spirited sleeping posture; without the blankets, she probably would have rolled off the bed long ago.

After doing all this, he walked barefoot and silently toward the washroom, moving slowly so as not to disturb their peaceful sleep.

At noon.

Warm sunlight streamed through the window, filling the bedroom. Wang Qiu'er's long eyelashes fluttered, and she was the first to wake up.

She instinctively tightened her arms, wanting to embrace the warmth in her embrace, but felt an emptiness in her arms. She opened her bright golden dragon eyes, with the languor of just waking up and a hint of doubt, and looked down—beside her was only Wang Dong'er, who was also curled up, seemingly still searching for something. The two were facing each other, embracing, but the familiar figure between them was gone.

Almost simultaneously, Wang Dong'er also woke up groggily, her small hands groping around beside her: "Husband...?"

Not finding anyone, she rubbed her eyes and sat up, her pink and blue butterfly wings fluttering as she asked blankly, "Sister Qiu'er, where is my husband?"

Wang Qiu'er also sat up, her long, golden hair cascading down her smooth shoulders and full chest. She looked around, her gaze falling on the brocade quilt that covered her completely.

Given Wang Dong'er's sleeping posture, unless someone carefully tidied up the blankets, it would never have been possible for them to still be covered so comfortably.

"He got up and covered us with blankets." Wang Qiu'er's voice carried a hint of gentle warmth.

"Ah... my husband is so good." Wang Dong'er also saw the neatly made quilt, and a sweet smile bloomed on her face, but then she was a little annoyed, "It's already noon!"

We overslept!

"Get up, your husband should be in the main hall." Wang Qiu'er's cool voice carried a hint of morning languor.

Without further delay, the two women quickly got up. Wang Qiu'er deftly removed her silky nightgown, revealing her perfectly proportioned, breathtakingly curvaceous body, her snow-white skin gleaming like jade in the sunlight.

She picked up her neatly folded gold outfit, which belonged to her, and put it on with fluid and powerful movements, concealing her alluring curves that could drive any man crazy.

Wang Dong'er also took off her cute pajamas and undershirt, her youthful and energetic body exposed to the air for a moment before she quickly put on her signature pink and blue dress, the pink and blue butterfly wings gently unfolding.

Dressed neatly, the two women left the bedchamber to search for their husbands.

……

The main hall of the Beast God Pavilion.

Inside the main hall, Ling Han was sitting on the Xuanbing Throne, discussing matters with Niu Gao, the head of the Imperial Armor Hall. Niu Gao pointed to the three-dimensional map light and shadow that appeared in the center of the hall and said in a deep voice, "Young Master, although our Beast God Pavilion headquarters is large, the forces from the four lower sects are about to arrive. It will definitely be a mess if thousands of people squeeze in."

"My suggestion is to immediately select several locations on the outskirts of our base and quickly construct branch camps! Materials and manpower are not a problem; I have the blueprints ready. Please take a look..."

Ling Han was carefully looking at the points marked by Niu Gao on the map, and nodded slightly.

With the lower four sects about to submit, it was indeed necessary to plan their base in advance. Just then, two fragrant breezes carrying urgency and reliance swept into the main hall.

Wang Qiu'er and Wang Dong'er appeared on either side of Ling Han's throne almost simultaneously.

Wang Qiu'er remained aloof, but her pace was a bit quicker than usual; Wang Dong'er, on the other hand, carried a hint of naivety from just waking up and the joy of finding someone to rely on.

"Husband!" the two women called out softly at the same time, and naturally sat down on the armrests of the throne, one on each side of Ling Han.

Wang Qiu'er stretched out her jade-like arm and gently hugged Ling Han's left arm, pressing his arm against her full chest; Wang Dong'er was even more intimate, wrapping her arms around Ling Han's right arm, her pink and blue butterfly wings slightly folded, almost hanging on him, her little face rubbing against his shoulder.

Niu Gao, who was speaking at a crucial point, suddenly stopped, his old face turning bright red.

How could he dare to look directly at the intimate gestures between the Pavilion Master and his two mistresses? He quickly turned his head to the side, keeping his eyes down, silently chanting, "Don't look at what's improper, don't look at what's improper... I'm an old man, this display of affection is... oh dear..."

Ling Han was not surprised at all by the arrival of the two women; on the contrary, his eyes were filled with smiles.

He looked at Niu Gao as if the earlier incident had never happened: "Master Niu, the plan is good, let's proceed accordingly."

Wang Dong'er added enthusiastically, "Husband, we can build some beautiful sky bridges and gardens between the areas!"

"This way, it's convenient for everyone to move around, and it looks comfortable too!" She was already envisioning the prosperous future of the Beast God Pavilion.

Niu Gao nodded repeatedly: "Young Madam has considered everything very well! I'll remember that!"

"Young Madam's consideration is thorough! I've noted it down, Young Master! I'll take my leave!" Niu Gao felt as if he had been granted a pardon. He quickly bowed and left the hall without looking up, his back view showing a sense of fleeing in panic.

As soon as Niu Gao left, Wang Qiu'er's golden dragon eyes suddenly narrowed, her sharp gaze seemingly piercing through the barriers of the palace, looking towards a certain direction outside the Beast God Pavilion. Her clear, cold voice carried a hint of alertness: "Husband, there are the auras of two Title Douluo lurking about three miles outside the pavilion. Their soul power fluctuations... are around level ninety-five."

"His aura was well concealed, with no obvious hostility or killing intent, but... his intentions were not good."

Upon hearing this, Ling Han's lips curled into a knowing smile.

His icy blue eyes were as deep as an abyss: "Level 95... Heh, it seems to be Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan and Ghost Douluo Gui Mei."

"It seems that Bibi Dong still couldn't resist taking advantage of our 'lack of strength' to probe our situation."

Upon hearing this, Wang Dong'er immediately became excited, her pink and blue butterfly wings fluttering slightly. Her big eyes sparkled as she looked at Ling Han: "Chrysanthemum Douluo, Moon Gate, Ghost Douluo, Ghost Phantom? Are those the two 'useless snacks' that my husband mentioned before?"

"Sister Qiu'er, let me do it this time!"

"Two level 95s are just the right amount of practice for me! I didn't get enough of them last time!" She was eager to try. Last time at the academy, she had only intimidated them and hadn't actually fought them.

Wang Qiu'er looked at Wang Dong'er, her red lips slightly moving as if she wanted to say something, but seeing Wang Dong'er's confident and expectant eyes, and that Ling Han did not object, she finally just nodded gently, her golden dragon eyes carrying a hint of encouragement and protection.

(End of this chapter)