Douluo Continent: Dark Demon God Biao, inheriting the position of an evil god

Ning Rongrong was taken aback for a moment, then burst out laughing, nudging Xiao Wu beside her with her elbow and teasingly saying:
"Xiao Wu, Xiao Wu, look! I never imagined you had such a passionate fan in the mortal realm! They even named their personal dagger after you!"

"They even carved a rabbit for it! 'Little Dancer'...hehe, that's a pretty straightforward name!"

She simply found it amusing, assuming it was just the idol-chasing behavior of a young Soul Master in the lower realm who admired the original Shrek Seven Devils, especially the "Soft Bone Charming Rabbit Xiao Wu".

However, Xiao Wu's reaction was completely different.

Upon hearing the words "Little Dance Dagger," her body momentarily froze, almost imperceptibly.

Immediately, that flawless, timeless face disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.

With a "whoosh," her fair, jade-like skin was quickly tinged with a captivating blush.

The blush even spread to the base of her ears and her slender neck.

Having been married to Tang San for many years, she was influenced by what she saw and heard.

She instantly understood the hidden meaning of "dagger" in certain contexts.

Especially since it was preceded by her name, "Xiao Wu".

"Little Dance Dagger"?!
This...this...this brat!

How dare he?
They actually named it after her?

And you're carving a rabbit too?
There's no need for metaphors anymore, right?

They've made their cards right out of the box!

An indescribable sense of shame, embarrassment, and a hint of anger at being offended surged up Xiao Wu's head in an instant.

She felt her cheeks were so hot they could fry an egg on them, and her delicate skin seemed to be so moist it looked like it could be squeezed to release water.

Where is the dignified demeanor of a goddess or a mother?

She was exactly like a lovesick young girl who had been verbally harassed by a lecherous man.

"Rongrong, don't talk nonsense! What fan? I'm not!"

Xiao Wu quickly denied it, her eyes fixed on Dai Yuntian's handsome yet utterly detestable face in the picture.

But for some reason, even though she could clearly feel that this guy was flirting with her, why couldn't she get angry?
Could it be that because Tang San altered his daughter's soul, she no longer has any feelings for him?
……

Dai Yuntian pulled out the arrow, which was deeply embedded in a pink rabbit-shaped gem, and weighed it in his hand.

The arrow felt slightly heavy in my hand, and was of excellent quality. It was clearly a high-end product custom-made by Xu Jiujiu. The shaft even seemed to carry a faint fragrance from a young girl's fingertips.

"Tsk, as expected of Her Highness the Princess, her equipment is so exquisite."

He muttered something to himself and casually put the arrows back into the quiver next to him.

As for the arrow that was pierced?
Well, consider it an additional loss from the bet; I suppose the princess isn't short of that.

After putting away the small dance dagger, Dai Yuntian stretched and felt refreshed.

Not only did he successfully escape the troublesome task of "accompanying the princess," but he also made a small profit of five tons of blue gold.

perfect!

"It's time to go back. By the way, ask Yan Bapi when those five tons of blue gold stone will arrive."

As Dai Yuntian pondered this, he strolled leisurely away from the shooting range, whistling off-key.

Little did he know that in the distant realm of the gods, a beautiful but "temperamental" deity had already added him to the list of those "requiring special attention" because of a dagger name he had casually chosen.

Meanwhile, in the realm of gods, at the Nine-Colored Goddess Palace.

"Xiao Wu, are you really alright? Your face is so red..."

Ning Rongrong leaned close to Xiao Wu and reached out to touch her forehead, but Xiao Wu slapped her hand away.

"It's alright, I already said it's just a lack of divine power!"

Xiao Wu tried to remain calm, but her flushed cheeks and darting eyes were anything but convincing.

She tried to recall the strange and unusual associations that automatically came to mind because of the words "Little Dance Dagger".

The images of "knowledge" hidden by Tang San were expelled, but the effect was not good.

"Okay, okay, no problem, no problem." Ning Rongrong agreed verbally, but the fire of gossip in her eyes was already burning fiercely.

She stroked her smooth chin, gazing thoughtfully at Dai Yuntian's departing figure reflected in the crystal ball:
"But then again, this little guy from the lower realm is really good-looking, and his talent is even more frightening. Three 100,000-year soul rings... I wouldn't have dared to even think about it before I became a god. I don't think it's entirely a bad thing that Wu Tong is close to him."

"Rongrong!"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Wu became a little anxious again: "That kid doesn't look like an honest person at all! He's glib and smooth-talking, and he even gave me that kind of name... Wu Tong is still young and innocent, we mustn't let him lead her astray!"

"What kind of name? What is the special meaning behind 'Little Dancer'? Tell me quickly!"

Ning Rongrong immediately grasped the key point and asked further questions with bright, sparkling eyes.

"Of course, it doesn't have any special meaning; it's just a broken dagger."

Xiao Wu's eyes darted around, and she firmly denied it.

Just kidding, how could I tell Rongrong that kind of "meaning"?
As the wife of the sea god, and now also a part-time Asura god, doesn't she have any dignity left?

"Oh--"

Ning Rongrong drawled out her words, laughing like a little fox who had just stolen a chicken: "Looks like there really is a secret. Fine, if you won't tell me, I'll find out myself. Aren't there Fatty's bloodlines in the lower realm? Let's have Fatty make some contact."

"No! Absolutely not!"

Xiao Wu blurted out, then realized she had overreacted and quickly tried to salvage the situation: "What I meant was... as gods, we shouldn't interfere too much in matters of the mortal realm, especially with... this kind of pointless gossip!"

"Yes, yes, it is not appropriate for deities to interfere."

Ning Rongrong nodded vigorously, but her smile grew even brighter: "Then we won't interfere. We'll just watch and see, it's purely out of concern for the younger generation, okay? Come on, Xiao Wu, let's see what this little guy is going to do next. How does he usually get along with Wu Tong?"

As she spoke, Ning Rongrong eagerly prepared to continue activating the crystal ball to track Dai Yuntian's movements.

"What are you looking at? I'm not looking anymore."

Xiao Wu pressed down on the crystal ball, and pink divine power surged, forcibly cutting off the image.

She didn't want to see that "awful" boy again, and she especially didn't want to see her precious daughter having any "intimate interactions" with him.

At least until we figure out that kid's background and make him pay the "price" for the name "Little Dagger Dancer,"
I don't want to watch anymore.

Seeing her made me feel heartbroken.

"Oh dear, Xiao Wu, don't be so stingy!"

Ning Rongrong pouted in dissatisfaction.

"Who's being stingy? I'm doing this for Wu Tong's own good. I need to thoroughly investigate this kid's background!"

Xiao Wu spoke with righteous indignation, never mentioning that she was angry because of "Xiao Wu's dagger".

"Check his background? You should ask Boss Dai. Isn't Boss Dai's family the emperor? Even if ten thousand years have passed, the Star Luo Empire shouldn't be too different, right? As long as you make a secret contact, you can find out everything about his ancestors for eighteen generations."

Xiao Wu: "..."

There's no need to go into such detail.

However, it seems necessary to investigate further.

"OK then."

Xiao Wu reluctantly agreed, but did not forget to remind him: "But you must investigate secretly. Don't let the God of Destruction and the others know that we are paying attention to the lower realm. The focus should be on investigating his character and the purpose of his contact with Wu Tong."

Ning Rongrong couldn't help but laugh and nodded repeatedly: "Okay, okay, I'll do whatever you say. Investigate his character, his motives, and whether he's a 'little rascal'."

She deliberately emphasized the words "little rascal" and glanced meaningfully at Xiao Wu's still flushed cheeks.

Xiao Wu pretended not to see it, turned around and walked to the window, pretending to admire the clouds and rosy glow of the divine realm, leaving Ning Rongrong with only a seemingly calm back view.

However, her tightly clenched fists and slightly trembling scorpion braid betrayed the turmoil in her heart.

Dai Yuntian, right?
Just wait for me.

Once we've thoroughly investigated your background, we'll give you special consideration!
Ning Rongrong asked, "By the way, Xiao Wu, are you going back tonight?"

"Do not."

Xiao Wu shook her head. The thought that the man she spent every day with would actually poison her own daughter filled her with even more resentment and anger. (End of Chapter)