Douluo Continent: It Became Huo Yuhao's Golden Finger!

Chapter 208 The Test of the God of Emotions! A Bug of Logging In from a Different Location!

Hearing that Oscar wanted the Ghost Carving Divine Knife as payment.

Rong Nianbing shook her head without hesitation.

"When did I agree to give you the Ghost Carving Divine Blade?"

"I'm just going to step down and wander around the void of space, I'm not going to die!"

"I don't even plan to give these divine artifacts and super divine artifacts to their inheritors; I'm taking them all with me."

Oscar clicked his tongue in agreement.

As a second-best option, he said, "Then you can leave your seven divine weapons to me as kitchen knives?"

"If you can learn the method of combining ice and fire, it's not impossible." Rong Nianbing countered with a condition: "After all, the seven swords combined can unleash the power of a super artifact, but it's a waste to use them as kitchen knives for you. Besides, you, the God of Cookery, don't like cooking!"

Oscar narrowed his eyes.

"You're not planning to freeload off me, are you?"

Rong Nianbing chuckled, making Oscar's heart pound wildly!
He quickly glanced at the divine clone and discovered that the human named Lan Zhu had already lost his soul.

"Holy crap! You actually raided my base!!!"

The soul of the third clone was extracted and sent flying.

Fortunately, the arcane clone is powerful enough. Although the soul of the arcane clone is connected to the main body, its appearance is that of the arcane clone.

With the alteration of the soul aura caused by the Heaven-Covering Secret Technique, it didn't give itself away.

As a system, Zhuge Lan can naturally reside in a soul, thereby gaining control over the soul of the third avatar.

The third clone did not awaken any spiritual power, and its soul was extremely fragile; it would begin to dissipate as soon as it left the body.

But now there is a faint white halo, which makes his soul very stable and shows no signs of dissipating.

Look down.

There was a violent surge of divine power in the God of Cookery's Palace, which must be Oscar's impotent rage after discovering that his home had been raided.

Didn't catch up?
It seems that the deity who invited him to a private chat in heaven is of a higher rank than Oscar.

The soul continued to rise into the air until a gentle aura descended, containing a vast and pure emotional fluctuation.

Zhuge Lan guessed who it was—the God of Emotions!
very good!

Professional counterpart!
The followers of the Ice God Temple who cultivate the Ice Heart Technique do not have their seven emotions and six desires dissipated during their lifetime, but are stored in the Ice God statue.

He spent an extra 1 luck points for this.

The original intention was that if Zhuge Lan could inherit the God of Emotions in the future, it could be used to create something interesting.

Like collecting impurities, it's a secondary move.

I never thought I might actually need it today?

Perceiving.

There was a force clearing away the negative emotions such as fear and panic from his mind.

It gives you a strange sense of peace.

But Zhuge Lan didn't show much emotion; she just waited quietly.

"Little one, you're quite composed." A gentle voice rang out: "Go on, let me see your potential."

There was a sudden spin.

An invisible force emanated from the void, causing the surroundings to turn into seven colors before fading back to black and white.

Black and white began to reverse constantly, and the emotions of this soul also switched at will.

— Joy: pleasure and satisfaction, but excessive excitement can lead to mental imbalance.

In a trance.

He saw a kind face; it was Huo Yuhao's mother, Huo Yun'er, who had come back from the dead and was smiling at him.

If Huo Yuhao's consciousness were here, even knowing it was fake, his emotions would definitely fluctuate greatly.

But the one currently on the list is Zhuge Lan, and this is the first time she has met Huo Yun'er.

There was no room for ecstasy.

Do the same thing.

Zhuge Lan experienced Huo Yuhao's anger, sorrow, love, joy, hatred, and evil!

These are all custom-designed illusions. If Xiao Yuhao were here, his blood pressure would definitely skyrocket.

But as I said before, the one who's on the list is Zhuge Lan.

People tend to remain indifferent to matters that don't concern them, and their emotions rarely fluctuate from the perspective of an observer.

Suddenly!

Everything around him became clear, and Zhuge Lan regained control of his soul.

He appeared in a valley where flowers bloomed and towering trees blocked out the sunlight, with occasional colorful clouds drifting across the sky.

It's a sight that can't be seen on earth.

The divine realm?
I never expected to ascend to heaven in this state.

A pebble path appeared, stretching into the valley. Various kinds of immortal herbs grew on both sides of the path, each of which far surpassed the 10-year cultivation of those at the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Eye.

Immortal herbs, immortal herbs, are considered divine in the mortal realm, but become weeds in the divine realm.

After walking along the pebbled path for more than ten minutes, the scenery suddenly changed, and a pavilion appeared in front of us.

A blond young man is playing chess with an elderly man with white hair.

Zhuge Lan understood that this was the memory of Rong Nianbing, the God of Emotions.

Knowing the customs clearance process, I simply stood aside and watched silently.

The game was drawing to a close, and the old man frowned, taking a long time to make his move.

In contrast, the golden-haired youth moved with great speed, appearing calm and composed.

"Teacher, your mind is in turmoil, your emotions are so volatile, you have no chance in this round either," the blond youth said with a smile.

"You brat, you never know how to give way to me. I worked so hard to teach you to be successful back then, humph!" The white-haired old man was furious.

"Okay, okay, don't be angry anymore. I'll make lunch today, how about that?"

The old man tossed a chess piece, and the pieces on the board flew up, automatically separating into black and white pieces before falling into the chess box.

"Okay, okay, I give up. You go cook."

The blond youth smiled, stood up, and stretched.

He waved to Zhuge Lan and said, "Little guy, come on over."

Zhuge Lan responded and followed.

The white-haired old man remained seated, gazing up at the sky—or rather, the heavens beyond the heavens.

Is it finally time to leave?

Zhuge Lan followed Rong Nianbing to a small courtyard on the side. The courtyard was entirely made of wood, and several children were playing there, with a young woman in a red dress watching over them.

A young woman in a blue dress was eating something not far away.

Without exception, they all wore faint smiles on their faces.

Zhuge Lan nodded.

It seems that there is no monogamy in the realm of gods. This lowly fellow, who is a god-king, has never taken a concubine, which is quite devoted.

—It's also possible that the wife holds the position of the Asura God and is afraid that if she takes a concubine, she will lose heart and will not be able to perform the dual-god coexistence technique.
"Are you envious?" Rong Nianbing suddenly asked.

Zhuge Lan nodded without hesitation.

Which man wouldn't want to have women on both sides?
The blond youth sighed.

“Living like this for too long can make you feel lonely.”

“I have many wives, but they are often not around me. Only two of them are willing to stay. The others have gone out to play and I don’t know when they will be back.”

Zhuge Lan slapped his forehead!
I watched "The Ice and Fire Chef" too early and forgot that Rong Nianbing had eight wives who followed him into the divine realm.

I'm even more envious now!

Rong Nianbing didn't pay any attention to Zhuge Lan's silence.
She led him into the kitchen, put on an apron, and prepared to cook.

"Just watch from the sidelines. How much you understand is up to you." A test of comprehension, huh?

Zhuge Lan directly contacted the consciousness of the third clone, instructing him to gather the other three consciousnesses together and, through Huo Yuhao's enlightened state, prepare to receive a free lesson.

Rong Nianbing then walked to the kitchen counter, his aura becoming heavy and imposing, creating a suffocating sense of oppression.

Rong Nianbing's right hand trembled slightly, then naturally reached into a cloth bag, bringing out a cold glint.

It was a small knife, no more than five inches long, emitting a faint blue light, with a ferocious carving on its side.

Rong Nianbing made a gesture with his left hand, and a huge empty plate landed in front of him. At the same time, nine cucumbers of similar size flew over as well.

But Rong Nianbing did not act immediately; instead, he began to recite a poem.

"Where the ghostly hand falls, the world changes dramatically, carving out waves that swirl a hundred times. The divine craftsmanship remains timeless, the blade rises and the waning moon reflects in the cold spring."

With each word uttered, a mark would appear on the tops of the nine cucumbers, and green fragments would drift down.

As the last word "spring" faded, he swung two hundred and sixty-one swords.

A ring of green shavings is neatly scattered in the center of the plate, carved with nine jade-like dragon heads, all lifelike and raised as if they are swallowing clouds and exhaling mist.

Huo Yuhao, in a state of sudden enlightenment, experienced a burst of inspiration.

Zhuge Lan, who was watching the show, said – a good performance deserves to be rewarded!
Rong Nianbing was still showing off his skills. The nine jade dragons were so lifelike that they even had the aura of dragon power, but they were trapped in the small space of the plate.

"This is the first dish of the day, but unfortunately you won't get to eat it," Rong Nianbing said with a smile. "How much have you grasped?"

Zhuge Lan used a single click to take over Huo Yuhao's task, allowing him to give his remarks.

"Senior, your swordsmanship is simply divine! It's incredibly powerful!"

The shock and longing on his face were completely genuine.

It's all worship.

This pleased Rong Nianbing greatly, who felt that this was indeed a promising talent.

"Want to learn?"

"The exquisite nature of my Dragon Rain Dance Sword Technique, after years of integration and mastery, has reached the point where I am proficient in all techniques."

Huo Yuhao was extremely tempted, but he remained more rational.

"Senior, your swordsmanship is so wondrous. If you were to pass it on to me, would there be any conditions?"

“Not bad, you’re very smart. There’s no such thing as a free lunch in this world.” Rong Nianbing laughed. “But it’s a good thing for you. If you want to learn my Dragon Rain Dance Sword Technique, then you must inherit my divine position.”

A divine position.
Huo Yuhao reloaded the save file and only then did he realize Lan Ge's shady tactics.

But then his eyes widened!
Wait!

He used up all his luck points?

No!

Is this how you play it?
Rong Nianbing assumed Huo Yuhao was "overjoyed" and continued speaking to himself—

"Surprised, aren't you?"

"Actually, you have exceptional talent and are very versatile."

“I had some reservations before, but you were able to maintain your composure even amidst the great test of emotions, which is truly admirable.”

"However, there are still many, many trials to be overcome before one can go from human to god."

"Are you scared?"

Huo Yuhao remained silent, still heartbroken over his lost luck points.

That was money he painstakingly saved up during the Soul Master Competition!

As for the seven emotions and major hurdles, with Brother Lan's ruthlessness, how could there be any significant fluctuations?
He has no heart!

Seeing that Huo Yuhao was not performing well, Zhuge Lan simply took over control again.

Seeing that he remained silent for a long time, Rong Nianbing continued speaking to herself—

"The so-called realm of gods is just a group of stronger humans."

"As for the God Realm itself, it can be understood as a continent formed by pure energy, suspended outside of 108 worlds, and your Douluo Continent is just one of them."

"As long as you have enough strength, have gained enough understanding, and there is a vacancy for a divine position, you can come to the realm of gods."

He rattled off a whole bunch of information that Zhuge Lan already knew.

But you can't interrupt directly, you can only listen patiently.

Finally, we got to the main topic—

"I can now plant the seed of divinity in you. When your cultivation reaches a certain level, it will naturally guide you to the realm of gods."

"As for the divine trials and such, defeat all the opponents who want to stop you from coming to the realm of gods."

This is a genuine desire to pass on the throne; they haven't even set up a divine test.

Can.
There are rewards for the amazing exam too! What a great opportunity to get freebies!

But getting a level one deity for free isn't a bad deal.

"I am willing to inherit your divine position."

The words fell.

A cluster of golden light instantly shone on Rong Nianbing's body, and the same light shone on Zhuge Lan's soul, rendering the entire soul body golden.

Rong Nianbing's smile vanished, and he solemnly declared—

"Lan Zhu, from this moment on, you are my successor."

"As a member of the divine realm, I cannot interfere with anything in the lower realm. However, having my divine seed will undoubtedly make your growth much smoother!"

"My divine position is called—Emotion!"

"The deeper your understanding of all emotions, the smoother your success will be when you inherit my divine position in the future."

talking.

Rong Nianbing pointed with his right index finger, landing on Zhuge Lan's forehead.

A divine consciousness merged into his soul, elevating its quality and continuing to improve slowly.

Rong Nianbing explained—

"After accepting my divine seed, the spiritual consciousness in your soul will gradually transform into divine consciousness."

"It will improve along with your cultivation level."

"Unless it is a matter of life and death, do not release this wisp of divine consciousness, because the seed of divinity can be stolen, and my divine position will also be stolen."

"For your own sake and to protect your family, be careful and never let anyone know that you have obtained the divine seed, not even your closest family members."

Zhuge Lan nodded seriously.

But in his heart he thought to himself—Oscar will definitely tell that scoundrel about this!
Given that scoundrel's selfishness of "those who are not of my kind must have different hearts," if I can't use him, he'll definitely resort to crooked schemes.

吾.
It seems I must make a trip to the land where the sea god's legacy is passed down, to show my "loyalty," and incidentally, to take advantage of the opportunity to profit.

"Since you have inherited my divine seed, I also have two things to give you. I believe they will help you grow smoothly and become my successor as soon as possible."

"They will accompany the divine memories I give you, imprinted on your body, and merged with you."

"Remember my words: whether it's your cultivation or your emotions, focus is your greatest advantage."

With a wave of his hand, Rong Nianbing made everything around him appear illusory.

Only one last sound remained—

"My name is Rong Nianbing, and I am a first-level deity, the God of Emotions!"

It keeps falling and falling.

Wait until I wake up again.

Zhuge Lan returned to the God of Food's Palace, where Oscar, sitting at the head of the table, was grinding his teeth.

Upon noticing Zhuge Lan's return, he immediately resumed his imposing demeanor.

"It seems you have gained the approval of the god of emotions."

"well done."

"Work hard, I await your arrival in the divine realm."

(End of this chapter)