Realization of Illusions: Starting from Douluo
Chapter 229

Fun-loving Rakshasa God

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"Then what?"

What should she do now?

Bibidong could finish speaking, a sudden voice and two unexpected questions emerged at this critical moment when no one was prepared, silencing the restless hall.

Bibidong's pupils contracted instantly.

Qian Renxue, Yue Guan, Gui Mei, Hu Liena, Xue Ke, and Xie Yue in the window, reacted almost the same way as Bibidong.

Xue Ke's reaction was the most intense.

Because the sound came from right above her head.

He trembled all over, not daring to lift his head.

It looks just like a pitiful, weak, and helpless quail.

Although Hu Liena stood beside Xue Ke Xue Ke, her reaction was far superior. Xue Ke was ultimately just a puppet who had been promoted. The highest level of education she had received since childhood was nothing more than etiquette training at Yuehua's Moon Pavilion in Tang Yuehua. Such trained etiquette could handle most occasions, but in real big scenes, only the confidence brought by strength could make a person exude a calming aura from the bottom of their bones. Hu Liena was precisely someone who had seen big scenes!

I instinctively adjusted my breathing, even if it was forced!

He looked up, his eyes slanted upwards, his gaze sharp yet seemingly nonchalant!

Only when she saw the young man standing at the top of the Heaven Dou Emperor's throne did she silently breathe a sigh of relief. Her pretense shattered instantly, and her small hands unconsciously went behind her back, twisting and turning in a pretzel-like manner. She didn't know what she was struggling with, feeling awkwardly at a loss.

Yue Guan and Gui Mei remained kneeling on one knee.

He glanced up, then continued lying down.

Xie Yue and Yan ran away because they were scared away by the two God Trial Taker' fight.

They dared not run away because there were currently three God Trial Taker.

They shouldn't be here.

Instead, it should be in the oil painting to the side.

However, while pondering these thoughts, Yue Guan and Gui Mei unconsciously connected them to the Snake Lance and the Pufferfish. When they thought about how the Snake Lance and the Pufferfish had bid farewell to Qian Renxue, they had an unfounded suspicion: Could it be that these two colleagues had witnessed the famous scene of Pope Bibi Dong and Saintess Qian Renxue tearing Bibidong? Otherwise, how could the farewell process look so smooth?

Bibidong was unaware that Yue Guan and Gui Mei had come up with these wild ideas.

She was very embarrassed at that moment.

The awkwardness of having absolutely no moisture.

I wish I could dig a three-bedroom apartment out of the ground with my toes and crawl inside.

Compared to Bibidong embarrassed Bibi Dong, Qian Renxue was much less embarrassed. Having done nothing wrong, she spoke with confidence. She waved to the young man standing atop the throne and greeted him familiarly, "You're back, A Ying... Has everything been resolved on Poseidon Island?"

"Poseidon Island no longer exists in this world." Ye Qingcang landed lightly on the ground, the hem of his trench coat billowing, slowly dispersing the air currents from his descent. He nodded to Qian Renxue and answered in turn, "I devoured all the Poseidon's faith, and my Domain also reached its full potential, transforming into a divine realm. Incidentally, I also sank Poseidon Island. Even if Poseidon doesn't die, his divine position is essentially destroyed by me... Speaking of which, it's been a long time, Hu Liena, and those two posing over there, as well as Chrysanthemum Elder and Ghost Elder. It's been quite a while since we parted ways in the Star Dou Great Forest. Roughly speaking, half a year has passed. If you don't have anything urgent, why not come to my house tonight? It's perfect timing, as we should be holding Victory Banquet. The more people there are, the more lively it will be... This must be His Holiness the Pope. Actually, from A Xue's perspective, I should call you Auntie, but you are so young and beautiful that the word 'Auntie' is really not suitable for you. So, I'll be a little more formal and call you His Holiness the Pope. I hope you don't mind."

A natural, overly familiar opening line.

An informal, unspoken relationship.

This immediately eased the tense atmosphere inside the hall.

"Oh, right, I almost forgot about you, who has such a low profile..." Ye Qingcang ruffled the little head of the quail sitting on the Heaven Dou throne, introducing himself like a social tyrant. "It's only been more than half a year since we last met, what, you don't remember me?"

"Alright, alright, stop teasing her. She's so scared, and it's all your fault..." Qian Renxue sighed softly, rubbing her forehead. When things needed to be serious, Ye Qingcang was indeed a very serious person, but when there was no need to be serious, Ye Qingcang was quite unserious. She remembered that when they used to play chess, as long as the topic wasn't serious, Ye Qingcang would often play a game of stealing and substituting pieces with her. The outcome was decided outside the chessboard—a twisted logic that Ye Qingcang had taught her. "By the way, did you hear what was just said?"

"Of course!"

Firstly, I'm not deaf.

Secondly: You were all so loud.

"I heard that, isn't it obvious?"

"Would you believe me if I said I couldn't hear you?"

Ye Qingcang's frank answer made Bibidong's heart sink, but before it could sink any further, Ye Qingcang's next words made her heart skip a beat. "Not only that, I also know what the Rakshasa Nine Trials are!"

"So I underestimated you?" Qian Renxue teased with a smile, her natural tone making Hu Liena, standing beside her, feel a pang of envy. "Speaking of which, where are Tang Hao and Tang San?"

"Wait!" Bibidong forcefully interrupted Qian Renxue, though it wasn't exactly an interruption, since Qian Renxue had already finished saying what she wanted to say. Bibidong was simply changing the subject and starting anew. "Do you know the contents of the Rakshasa Nine Trials?"

"Why wouldn't I know?"

"I am, after all, Asura God Test Taker."

"I acknowledge this identity."

"It's just that I'm better off in this role, and I'm not easily swayed by it."

"But how could I not know when it concerns me?"

"The Asura God, the Rakshasa God, the Angel God —their relationships are very complicated..."

Ye Qingcang spoke casually.

Qian Renxue and Hu Liena were quite curious.

Bibidong, however, was no longer curious.

All she wanted now was for Ye Qingcang to shut up, to shut up as quickly as possible, or even to never open his mouth again, to bury this secret forever.

And so, the scepter fell to the ground once more.

The glazed bricks, cracked into a spiderweb pattern, were smashed into stone powder.

She glanced around, her gaze lingering mainly on Qian Renxue and Hu Liena. She was particularly annoyed by Hu Liena's youthful infatuation. Not to mention, Qian Renxue's gaze was also strange. The trust she felt seemed like that between friends, but upon closer inspection, it seemed excessive. She felt that the two were more than just friends.

But she didn't know if her intuition was accurate.

Let's set aside Qian Renxue for now and focus on Hu Liena first.

"What the hell is this?!" Bibidong's face was cold. Her elegant and noble appearance and temperament added to her unconquerable queen-like aura. The struggle in her eyes was almost uncontrollable, but considering the current situation, she gritted her teeth and issued a temporary conscription request to Ye Qingcang: "You come with me. Everyone else stay where you are!"

"What are you laughing at?"

"Like a fox stealing a chicken?"

"Let me see!"

The Divine Realm.

The Asura God had just finished his meeting, came over.

However, he was quickly pushed away by the Rakshasa God: "What are you laughing at? It's a woman's business anyway... You're a grown man, so don't get involved!"

"Shall I take a look?"

The Angel God came upon hearing the news.

What they saw was the retreating figure of the Rakshasa God fleeing.

"I reckon she didn't do anything good..." The Asura God stroked his chin, his tone full of helplessness. "I'll probably have to clean up her mess."

"Aren't you happy to agree?"

The Angel God raised an eyebrow with a half-smile.

He gave a sarcastic remark, neither too harsh nor too mild.

Seeing the Asura God's awkward smile, he turned and left.

She stands on the same side as Rakshasa God because they share a common enemy, Poseidon Tang San, but this does not mean that she approves of Rakshasa God.

The mess that the Asura God made himself.

The Asura God cleaned it up himself.

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