Douluo's Contract God King Huo Yuhao

Chapter 136 Are you Wang Dong or...?

In the simple and tidy dormitory, the girl sat quietly in front of the dressing mirror, picked up the pear wood comb, and tidied her long hair one stroke at a time.

Unlike the bustling meeting room, this dormitory exuded a sense of desolation. Wang Dong forced a smile as he observed his refined face in the mirror.

She was already extremely beautiful, and with the enhancement of her appearance given by the Butterfly Goddess, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that she was stunningly beautiful.

But at this moment, her face was etched with an inescapable sorrow. "Too lonely" was the only description of her current life.

She had already reconciled with Huo Yuhao, so why did they have to remind her of her experiences in the God Realm? Why did they have to forcefully integrate those memories into her life?

Wang Dong no longer has any friends. She is like a guest at Shrek Academy. Every student respects her, but everyone is distancing themselves from her.

She knew it was because of Tang San, her father. Although she didn't know the reason, she could sense that Huo Yuhao and her father were secretly fighting.

She had no reason to blame Huo Yuhao; in fact, she should thank her for never embarrassing her because of her father.

But she was so lonely. The Haotian Sect had mysteriously disappeared two years ago, her eldest and second uncles had vanished without a trace, and her roommate Xiao Xiao had moved out a year ago.

She could only get through each day by recalling her memories of the divine realm, and every day she would fix her long hair in front of the mirror, just like her mother.

But is she really their An'er? Or is she just a part of Tang Wutong's consciousness? She doesn't know who she really is, does she really have family?

Wang Dong suddenly put down the comb; she didn't want to continue combing her hair. "I wish all of this was just a dream," she thought to herself.

Slowly lying down on the bed, Wang Dong wore a bitter smile and simply stared at the ceiling. "Sometimes, not waking up isn't necessarily a bad thing."

Her long, blue-pink hair was spread out on Wang Dong's pillow, and her dim eyes gradually closed; she seemed to be getting sleepy.

The girl, like Sleeping Beauty, closed her eyes, and a crimson aura appeared around her, emanating an ominous and eerie aura.

That was the killing intent of the Asura God, along with some unknown things, chaotic and eerie, dangerous enough to make one tremble.

Two figures appeared in the room. Besides Tang San, the other was a woman, tall and with a bewitching yet eerie appearance.

"Asura God, how could you be so heartless? This is your own daughter, with such a strong blood connection, how could you bear to part with her?"

A somber female voice rang out, and a chilling aura filled the room with her words, occasionally punctuated by a few sinister low howls.

"Enough with the nonsense. How could you possibly understand the sacrifices I've made for the continent? Quickly shatter the Butterfly God's position and use your laws to reassemble it."

The God of Vengeance stared at Tang San with malevolent eyes for a moment, then let out a hysterical laugh, which Tang San easily blocked using the Asura Law.

"It's just a matter of mutual benefit. Don't act so arrogant. Once the plan succeeds, I will also be a God-King. Who will be stronger then is hard to say. Lucky kid."

As the shield formed by the laws dissipated, a sinister glint flashed in Tang San's eyes. "So, are you going to cooperate or not? If not, say so now. After all, killing you would be a merit for me in the God Realm."

"Alright, alright, don't take it so seriously. Leave this child to me. I'll take good care of her and promise to give you a wonderful daughter in the future."

The eerie laughter echoed everywhere, and the figure of the vengeful god transformed into a flock of crows that scattered in all directions. The crows with black and red eyes crashed into Wang Dong one by one and disappeared without a trace.

The remaining crows gradually gathered, and the vengeful god, his face somewhat pale, reappeared.

"Alright, my part is done. The rest is up to you. It's best to avoid any mishaps; I don't want all this to go to waste."

"If there's nothing else, hurry back to your realm of ghosts and gods. Be careful not to get discovered by the God of Destruction, or you won't even know how you died."

The vengeful spirit snorted and tore open a spatial rift, quickly escaping. Crossing realms as a god-king from another god-realm was indeed quite risky; it was best to leave as soon as possible.

Seeing the vengeful spirits leave, Tang San slowly walked to Wang Dong's bedside, looking down at her with a mixture of guilt and a touch of tenderness.

"My dear daughter, don't blame your father. Huo Yuhao is too much of a threat. This is a last resort. I'm sure you can understand your father."

Dad promises you that once the plan is fully completed, he will help you completely devour the Law of Vengeful Ghosts and help you become a true God King.

"Wu Tong, please forgive your father. This is the last time. From now on, it will be a wonderful and happy life."

After he finished speaking, Tang San's figure slowly disappeared, and the black aura began to sweep over Wang Dong's body, violently impacting her heart.

Wang Dong frowned slightly, his expression became somewhat distorted, the pain in his chest intensified, and his breathing became rapid.

When I opened my eyes, all I saw was a black earth, with gray-black clouds drifting in the sky. The world was shrouded in darkness, and everything seemed eerie.

Wang Dong observed his surroundings with some fear, moving his feet cautiously and turning his head rapidly left and right like a rabbit.

Before she could move more than a few steps, the dark gray clouds suddenly descended, and a gray mist enveloped her, rapidly shrinking towards her.

A strong sense of crisis washed over him, and Wang Dong frantically ran around in a panic, but to no avail.

An eerie mist quickly enveloped her entire body, and the feeling of death washed over her. Wang Dong screamed in agony, her hoarse voice filled with despair.

Wang Dong jolted awake, panting heavily as he looked around. "Was that just a dream? I've been having such bad dreams lately."

Wang Dong's delicate pajamas were soaked with sweat and made him very uncomfortable, so he quickly changed his clothes and took a basin to the washroom.

But unnoticed by her, a black aura surrounded her beating heart, emanating a dark mist.

Huo Yuhao, who was presiding over the Spirit Pagoda meeting, suddenly paused, a meaningful smile appearing on his lips, which sent chills down the spines of the Spirit Pagoda members present.

"This is getting interesting. The situation is becoming increasingly complicated. Who will ultimately win? It's really hard to predict."

Huo Yuhao gazed at Shenyuan from within his spiritual sea, his tone flat and sarcastic, "This is at least somewhat interesting, not too boring."

After all, you are a high and mighty god-king. This is more like it. Your previous performance made me think you were a fool.

7

"Alright, all of you deputy tower masters and branch tower masters, come and sign your soul contracts with me. After that, you will officially join the Spirit Transfer Tower."

Having finished his internal thoughts, Huo Yuhao called the bewildered crowd to gather aside and sign the contract.

The Spirit Pagoda is officially established today, and future generations will surely remember this day when the legend began. The landscape of the continent is about to change.