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Inside the Spirit Hall, a smirk played across Ye Lan's lips.
If Tang San wished to ascend to godhood, it required the sacrifice of the person most important to him—Bo Saixi. What Ye Lan hadn't expected was that the hidden trap Sea God Poseidon had placed within the Angelic Ninth Trial would actually unearth the truth behind Xiao Wu being threatened.
Originally, Tang San believed Xiao Wu had betrayed him, leading to his utter disillusionment. Now that the truth was out, Xiao Wu had become the most precious thing in Tang San's heart once again.
Ye Lan thought of the "thirsty" Xiao Wu and immediately devised a plan to squeeze every last drop of value out of Tang San. This grand drama of Tang San's ascension was simply too exquisite; it made sparing Tang San's life so many times well worth the effort.
Just as Ye Lan was reflecting on the spectacle, a phantom of the Rakshasa God, thousands of meters tall, surged from the direction of the Rakshasa Temple.
At that moment, countless civilians across the Douluo Continent beheld the massive silhouette. The phantom bore a striking resemblance to their Empress, Bibi Dong. They fell to their knees in reverent cheers; the Douluo Continent had welcomed its first true God!
Sensing the Rakshasa aura, Ye Lan exclaimed in surprise, "Teacher has become the Rakshasa God!?"
He glanced at Xue'er, who was currently enveloped in nine-colored holy light. After a moment of hesitation, he blurred toward the Rakshasa Temple. Tang San was still inheriting the Asura Godhood, and Xue'er was currently out of danger. Even if a threat arose, he would know instantly through his "Void Thought." His teacher's dream had finally been realized; he had to be there to see it.
Inside the cold, somber Rakshasa Temple, a giant nine-colored black egg shattered instantly, revealing Bibi Dong clad in the purple Rakshasa Divine Armor.
At this moment, her spirit rings manifested.
First Martial Soul: Death Spider Emperor—six black, three red, and one gold.
Second Martial Soul: Soul-Eating Spider Emperor—eight red and three gold!
Because Bibi Dong had cultivated her soul cores into Yin-Yang Triple Cores, she could utilize multiple martial souls simultaneously. All eighteen of her spirit rings were now on full display.
Beyond the rings, the armor, and the shift in her temperament, the most profound change was in her face. The traces of weariness and time had vanished. Bibi Dong had fixed her appearance to the version of herself before she ever met Yu Xiaogang—the young, teenage Bibi Dong.
She was no longer the majestic Empress or the Supreme Pontiff. She was now the Rakshasa Goddess in the bloom of her youth. As for why she made such a change, the answer lay in the man with blue-gold hair for whom she opened her purple eyes.
"Ye Lan!" Bibi Dong's face flushed with bashful embarrassment. "Do... do you like the way I look now?"
Looking at the youthful Bibi Dong, Ye Lan's pupils shrank in shock. She was breathtakingly beautiful. Though she lacked the Pontiff's cold majesty, perhaps that majesty had always been a mere mask. This version of her was the true Bibi Dong.
"Teacher... you are beautiful!" Ye Lan murmured.
"Don't call me Teacher; it sounds so old! Right now, I am just your Dong'er," she said shyly.
Ye Lan flashed to her side, wrapping his arm around her slender waist. "Dong'er~"
Bibi Dong leaned into his chest, lightly tapping him. "I worked so hard to reshape this body just for you! But it was all worth it. Now, I finally don't have to feel inferior in front of you."
"Dong'er, I have never looked down on you," Ye Lan said, pulling her closer.
"Mmh..."
"Ye Lan... take me! My first time!" Bibi Dong clung to him tightly, her body pressed firmly against his.
Feeling the cold metal of her chest plate, Ye Lan chuckled. "Dong'er, this Rakshasa Armor is a bit prickly. Why don't you take it off?"
"I want you to take it off!"
With that, Bibi Dong gave him a playful shove and darted away. "Catch me if you can, Ye Lan~"
Seeing his teacher playing hard to get, Ye Lan could no longer restrain himself and began a game of cat and mouse. "The consequences of being caught by me are very serious!" he laughed, pouncing toward her.
Facing the wolf-like Ye Lan, Bibi Dong skillfully dodged, her bell-like laughter echoing through the hall. After a bout of playful frolicking, Ye Lan finally pinned her down. Piece by piece, he removed the Rakshasa Divine Armor.
Bibi Dong's youthful, delicate skin was gradually revealed—fair with a rosy tint, like winter plums amidst the snow. The believers of the Douluo Empire had no idea that their Goddess, moments after attaining divinity, was prostrate beneath a Titled Douluo, experiencing a mix of pain and ecstasy.
It was much later—perhaps days later—that Ye Lan finally conquered the Rakshasa Goddess completely. He hadn't expected that after godhood, the massive boost in physical constitution would result in such boundless energy. No matter how much he exerted himself, Bibi Dong could endure it all.
This made Ye Lan look forward even more to the day Lingling and the others attained godhood. With their current mortal bodies, they couldn't withstand his unbridled "attacks." He usually had to activate "Life Sharing" during their sessions to prevent any danger. Even with the shared damage, their stamina was no match for the divine Bibi Dong. Not to mention, her strength was terrifying; the experience was beyond words.
As the Rakshasa Goddess lay limp in his arms, Ye Lan gently soothed her sweating skin.
"You can't be that violent next time," Bibi Dong said bashfully.
"Hahaha, I wanted to be gentle earlier, but a certain Goddess wouldn't let me," Ye Lan teased.
"Hmph! I don't know which Goddess you're talking about!" Bibi Dong buried her face in his chest, playing dumb.
Ye Lan gave her a firm caress, causing her to hide her face even deeper. However, just as he felt he held the whole world in his hands, his expression shifted. "Oh no! Dong'er, quick, get dressed!"
Bibi Dong also sensed the aura of another god. She quickly manifested her Rakshasa Armor and tidied the disheveled scene. In the next instant, a golden spatial rift tore open within the Rakshasa Temple.
A golden boot adorned with small white wings stepped through, followed by Qian Renxue, the Goddess of Angels, clad in golden divine armor with six white wings unfurled.
"Xue'er! Why are you here? I was just about to go welcome your ascension!" Ye Lan said, feeling a sense of dread.
Qian Renxue ignored him, her gaze fixed on Ye Lan and the purple-clad Rakshasa Goddess beside him. Bibi Dong's appearance caused her to daze for a moment; she hadn't expected her to reshape her body into a teenager. Then, her nose twitched, catching that unmistakable scent she often smelled after being with Ye Lan.
Qian Renxue's face turned bright red. Her mind flashed with images of Bibi Dong and Ye Lan embracing, and her golden eyes flared with resentment and fury. She hadn't expected that at such a crucial moment in her life, Bibi Dong would snatch Ye Lan away from her!
"Shameless!! Bibi Dong!! I will fight you to the death!!! See you in the sky!!" Qian Renxue bit her lip, and her "Angelic Holy Sword" instantly pierced through the void of the Rakshasa Realm, revealing the nine-colored sky of the Divine Realm.
"Xue'er!! It's not what you think!!" Guilt flashed in Bibi Dong's eyes as she reached out toward the Angelic Goddess's back, as if trying to grab hold of something.
Qian Renxue's shoulders trembled. She looked back and said, "Don't you love Ye Lan? If you can defeat me, I will never interfere with you two again!"
Watching Xue'er get angry because of Bibi Dong again, Ye Lan didn't know what to do. Although Xue'er had promised not to interfere with his relationships after his previous "death," Ye Lan couldn't stand to let her suffer in silence while he was with Bibi Dong.
In Xue'er's heart, Bibi Dong had stolen her childhood. After meeting Ye Lan, he became her entire world. She could not tolerate Bibi Dong stealing her world a second time.
The "bomb" of their conflict had been buried after his rebirth, but it had never been defused. He had always avoided Xue'er whenever he was intimate with Bibi Dong, and Xue'er had pretended not to know, but the thorn remained. Now, it had finally exploded.
Bibi Dong watched Qian Renxue fly toward the sky and turned to Ye Lan. "Ye Lan, what do we do now!?"
Ye Lan went silent for a moment. "Teacher, you go hold her off first. I'll think of something. I don't want to lose either of you!"
Bibi Dong nodded. "Me neither. I don't want to lose you or Xue'er!"
She transformed into a purple meteor, chasing after Qian Renxue.
Beneath the nine-colored sky, the Goddess of Angels and the Rakshasa Goddess stood in opposition.
Qian Renxue looked at Bibi Dong with a complex gaze. Ever since she was born, she had tried to prove her excellence just to earn Bibi Dong's recognition. But no matter what she did, all she received was coldness and hatred.
After meeting Ye Lan, her relationship with Bibi Dong had gradually mended through his efforts. She thought she was the happiest person in the world—regaining her mother's love while having Ye Lan's. She never suspected the nature of the relationship between Bibi Dong and Ye Lan.
Her world had been snatched by the person she least expected, nearly leading to a fallout with Ye Lan. After his rebirth, she thought she could ignore their intimacy. But upon her ascension, finding Ye Lan absent from her side, she realized she could never truly forgive Bibi Dong. Never!
The flames of jealousy were fully ignited, and the Angelic Holy Sword in her hand blazed. With a flap of her divine wings, she appeared before Bibi Dong in a heartbeat. She slashed downward, sending a wave of True Solar Fire toward her.
Bibi Dong immediately felt the searing heat. She was shocked; she hadn't expected Xue'er to be truly intent on killing. Unable to bring herself to strike back, she hurriedly circulated her divine power. The moment the Rakshasa God was hit, she turned into a purple shadow and reappeared ten thousand meters away.
But the Angelic Goddess appeared right with her. The sky was her domain. The speed of the Six-Winged Angel was peerless, completely suppressing Bibi Dong's dual martial souls. No matter where she shifted, the Holy Sword and Solar Fire were waiting for her.
The battle was witnessed by the civilians below. Though they couldn't see the details, the flashes of purple and gold light filled the sky. They were bewildered—why were their two goddesses killing each other?
Cold sweat broke out on Ye Lan's forehead. Bibi Dong was in a terrible position because she refused to fight seriously, and she was fighting on her opponent's turf.
"Angelic Judgment!!" Qian Renxue transformed into a thousand-meter-tall avatar, with a ten-thousand-meter angelic phantom shimmering behind her. Her ninth golden spirit ring flashed.
In an instant, she split into six. Six massive angelic phantoms surrounded the Rakshasa Goddess. A hexagram formed beneath them, locking Bibi Dong inside a golden cube. The six swords glowed with platinum light, and a torrent of solar energy completely submerged Bibi Dong.
Sensing Bibi Dong's weakening aura, Qian Renxue hesitated to deactivate the skill. Suddenly, Bibi Dong's golden spirit ring flashed, and her body shattered like a dream. She reappeared outside the hexagram, panting heavily. Even for a god, using "Undying Body" was incredibly draining.
Qian Renxue flashed in front of her again, her sword aimed straight for Bibi Dong's heart.
Exhausted, a sense of relief flashed in Bibi Dong's eyes. Perhaps her death was the only way to resolve this. A single tear fell from her purple eyes.
Qian Renxue froze at the sight of the tear. In the next moment, a fair hand reached out from the void. The sword, wreathed in True Solar Fire, pierced through that hand. The terrifying heat vaporized the golden blood, creating a sizzling sound.
Qian Renxue's pupils contracted as she stared at the bloody hand.
"Ye Lan!!!" Both women screamed in horror.
"Xue'er!! Enough!!" Ye Lan gripped the Angelic Holy Sword tightly, ignoring the agonizing pain of the blade through his palm.
Qian Renxue was stunned. She hadn't expected Ye Lan to protect Bibi Dong at the cost of such an injury. Ye Lan immediately expanded his "Mental Incognizable Domain," blocking anyone else from spying on the three of them. He didn't want anyone to disturb them now.
In the next instant, a wave of guilt and pain flooded Qian Renxue's mind.
(End of Chapter)