As he pondered deeply, a flash of inspiration struck Ye Tian.
Lifting his head, his eyes gradually brightened.
"Only a god can counter a god."
Since the Rakshasa God's inheritance could corrupt the Slaughter City and turn it into its own domain, then the Sea God's inheritance mark should also be able to "corrupt" the Rakshasa God's legacy.
Ye Tian, who was well-versed in the storyline, knew that the power of the Rakshasa God was nowhere near comparable to the Sea God.
Moreover, the Douluo Continent was the birthplace of the Sea God.
There were hundreds of billions of sea spirit beasts that continuously provided him with faith power.
This home-field advantage was something the Rakshasa God could never compensate for.
Since Ye Tian was already fed up with the Sea God's inheritance, he had no intention of inheriting the Sea God's position.
In that case, why not let his wife have it instead?
With that thought, Ye Tian hesitated no longer.
He gently dressed the person in his arms and let her lie face down on the desk.
Then, Ye Tian sat cross-legged.
From his storage space, he took out the Soul Cleansing Pill.
Gazing at the pill, which emitted a fragrant medicinal scent, he swallowed it without hesitation.
As soon as it entered his stomach, the pill transformed into a scalding hot stream, like boiling water.
Following his unblocked meridians, it surged straight into his mental sea.
At that moment, Ye Tian felt as if he had entered an enlightened state.
Normally, due to his shallow cultivation, he could not fully observe his internal meridians.
But now, aided by the pill's effects, Ye Tian could clearly see the energy flowing through every meridian.
This was actually the first time he had completely observed his inner self.
To his delight, he discovered that because he frequently consumed medicinal pills to refine his body, even his smallest meridians were completely unobstructed.
However, his soul power was still too scarce.
Within his meridians, it flowed as gently as a small stream, calm and steady.
It was nothing like powerful soul masters, whose soul power surged like mighty rivers.
But Ye Tian understood one thing—with his meridian condition, he could easily reach the Spirit Douluo level in a single day if he wanted to cultivate seriously.
There was no helping it. His foundation was just too strong.
Of course, Ye Tian knew that his top priority now was to expel the inheritance mark from his body.
So, after a quick internal scan, he immediately shifted his focus back to his mental sea.
Upon entering his not-so-spacious mental sea, Ye Tian immediately spotted the golden, gem-like inheritance mark floating quietly in midair.
Seeing that its power was not leaking out at all, Ye Tian secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
It was a good thing he had the foresight to firmly reject the god trials.
Otherwise, once the inheritance mark took root, forcing it out would be ten times more painful.
Taking a deep breath, Ye Tian began directing the power of the Soul Cleansing Pill, shaping it into a gentle hand that slowly wrapped around the inheritance mark.
Then, he held his breath and carefully pulled it outward.
This process was extremely slow, lasting for three whole hours.
The goal was to avoid triggering the inheritance mark's resistance mechanism.
Through his tireless efforts, the wrapped inheritance mark finally reached the exit of his mental sea.
At this point, there was no longer much difficulty.
Ye Tian clenched his fists, exerting strength throughout his entire body.
Then, with a sudden yank—like lightning—he forcefully pulled the inheritance mark out.
At the final moment, the inheritance mark seemed to sense danger.
Like a startled rabbit, it became restless and agitated.
However, this brief resistance did not change the outcome.
Ye Tian still dragged it out of his mental sea.
Slowly opening his eyes, he found that, unknowingly, his forehead was covered in a layer of sweat.
Without time to wipe it, he immediately grasped the now restless inheritance mark.
Perhaps because it had lost its safe environment, the mark trembled violently.
But when Ye Tian firmly clenched his right hand, the trembling lessened significantly.
Golden thread-like tentacles extended from the mark, continuously caressing his palm.
It seemed to be pleading, trying to merge back with Ye Tian.
After all, seeking a strong host was the natural instinct of the inheritance mark.
But Ye Tian simply warned it coldly:
"You'd better not try anything funny. Otherwise, even a Title Douluo-level host will be out of your reach."
As if truly understanding his words, the moment Ye Tian finished speaking, the tentacles immediately retracted.
Then, the inheritance mark began to turn illusory, before finally melting into Bibi Dong's forehead.
Since Bibi Dong was deep in sleep, her body had no defenses.
Thus, the inheritance mark merged into her mental sea effortlessly.
Seeing this, Ye Tian quickly checked the Taiyi Divine Needle he had inserted into Bibi Dong's shoulder acupoint earlier.
But to his shock, the needle had already been corroded by the evil Rakshasa power.
"Looks like I need to prepare another one."
Ye Tian sighed helplessly.
There was no denying it—the Rakshasa God's power was truly formidable.
As the new needle slowly pierced in, Ye Tian gradually gained a clearer view of Bibi Dong's mental sea.
Inside, he saw a shivering Sea God inheritance mark, floating amidst the endless darkness.
According to inheritance rules, without undergoing the god trials, an inheritance mark cannot take root.
At this moment, the Sea God's mark was exactly in that state.
However, the powerful Rakshasa energy had immediately detected its presence.
In an instant—
The entire Rakshasa energy in her mental sea swarmed toward the Sea God's mark, as if intent on tearing it apart.
Luckily, the Sea God's inheritance mark was sturdy.
It radiated a golden shell, firmly blocking the Rakshasa energy.
But the Rakshasa power was relentless, attacking more ferociously than ever.
The Sea God's mark, lacking a proper foundation, could only weaken under the assault, its golden glow fading bit by bit.
Seeing this, Ye Tian was slightly stunned.
"Could it be that the Rakshasa God's corruption has become so strong… even the Sea God's mark is at risk of being devoured?"
As he observed further, he noticed something—
While the Sea God's mark was weakening, countless tentacles were desperately stretching downward.
This was likely a survival instinct triggered by extreme danger.
However, the Rakshasa energy refused to let it succeed, constantly gathering power to sever the tentacles.
The Sea God's mark weakened… struggled… yet continued to extend its tentacles downward.
And then—a crucial turning point occurred.
After much effort, one of its tentacles finally reached the bottom of Bibi Dong's mental sea.
With a powerful suction, it absorbed a burst of soul power to heal itself.
Instantly, the dim Sea God's mark flared up with renewed brilliance.
It then rapidly extended even more tentacles, absorbing even more power.
At this point, Ye Tian could no longer see a sudden flash of light—
Instead, the Sea God's mark was glowing steadily, expanding rapidly.
It continued to grow stronger and stronger, until it occupied half of Bibi Dong's mental sea.
Only then did it stop.
(End of Chapter)