I Swear Upon My Martial Soul

"Spirit Ring Age Increase? God-Bestowed Spirit Rings? A Soul Bone set???"

Bibi Dong was completely stunned upon hearing Yu Xiaogang's words.

Divine Trials... could they really offer so many opportunities capable of defying fate?

"For example, you possess Twin Martial Souls. With your current Title Douluo-level strength, if you obtain enough God-Bestowed Spirit Rings, making every Soul Ring of your Soul-Devouring Spider Emperor a hundred-thousand-year ring would be no problem."

"And they would be Soul Skills highly compatible with your martial soul."

"But I never expected that your first two trials did not even reward Spirit Ring Age Increase."

"Generally speaking, the first two trials offer the worst rewards. Spirit Ring Age Increase usually ranges from several hundred years to one or two thousand years, depending on whether that god is willing to part with it."

"Godhood affinity is something every trial will inevitably grant. Without sufficient affinity, one cannot inherit the Godhood."

After comparing them, Yu Xiaogang realized that the Light God and Dark God had truly been incredibly generous.

Should I... find each of them an inheritor in this life and fulfill their wishes?

He truly did not know where the Dark God's inheritance was located.

But he could actively release his aura and draw the Light God's attention.

In his previous life, the Light God had noticed him during his battle with Qian Daoliu.

Once the Light God came, finding the Dark God would be easy.

"Could it be that the Rakshasa God's trial is simply extremely difficult? No... that's not right..." Bibi Dong seemed to hear that voice again.

"Hmph!" Yu Xiaogang snorted coldly. "Trying to beguile people under my very nose? You truly underestimate me."

Divine Power surged.

Golden light flowed through his eyes as the Golden Sacred Dragon instantly possessed him, its dragon wings spreading wide.

"Seal!"

A golden array mark slipped into Bibi Dong's brow.

That faint, indistinct voice was cut off. Bibi Dong only felt her soul become incomparably relaxed.

At the same time, in the God Realm.

A voice filled with extreme fury rang throughout the realm. "Who?!!!"

"Asura! Was this your doing?!"

Upon hearing that voice, every other god had the same first thought: What was the Rakshasa God going mad about this time?

Another voice rang out, majestic yet carrying a trace of mockery. "Stop blaming everything on me. You slander me like this—do you want to find out whether my Asura Sword is still sharp?"

Did he really not know?

Did he truly not know?

The Rakshasa God was incapable, and the Divine Sense left behind for the lower realm had been sealed and obscured by some youngster. Now the god was merely raging in helpless frustration.

Though this matter did indeed have a tiny bit of indirect connection to him.

It had not been his doing.

Why should he admit to it?

Before the Rakshasa God could make another move, the Asura God added, "No matter what happened to you, I advise you to behave yourself. Do not break the rules."

"Asura, I f*ck your ****!"

A crimson sword aura streaked across half the God Realm.

It slashed toward the Rakshasa God's divine hall.

The voice abruptly ceased.

Peace at last.

In the lower realm, Bibi Dong also felt peace at last.

She had never felt so relaxed, as though a thousand-pound burden had been lifted from her shoulders.

Slowly opening her tightly shut eyes, she said, "Xiao Gang, just now you..."

"I sealed the Divine Sense of the Rakshasa God's inheritance. Unless another god helps, or Rakshasa personally intervenes again, that Divine Sense can remain sealed forever."

He did not care what anyone's past was like, nor did he care what anyone wanted to do.

What he cared about was who could be used by him.

What he cared about was who could stand unwaveringly by his side.

Even if they had to face those lofty gods.

"There is nothing wrong with a Divine Trial being difficult, or with selecting an outstanding inheritor."

"Being stingy is not much of a problem either. It only means that god is poor and miserly."

"What truly bothers me is Rakshasa's trial rules. The inheritor has to figure out everything alone. Then what is the point of having this Divine Trial?"

"It would be one thing if the inheritor merely had to figure things out alone, but Rakshasa even beguiles people from the sidelines and uses nothing but crooked methods. Does that deserve to be called a god?"

That was how Yu Xiaogang saw it.

You could clearly state the trial requirements: make me pass whatever test, undergo whatever dangerous ordeal, accomplish whatever task.

Those were all normal, understandable trial standards.

If I chose to take the trial and failed midway, then it would simply mean I was not capable enough. Even if I died, there would be nothing to complain about.

No matter what, it would be my own choice.

But could what the Rakshasa God did even be called a trial?

"But... no matter what, it is still a Divine Trial..." Bibi Dong was deeply anxious and conflicted.

She was unwilling to accept it.

Nor did she want to give up just like that.

"If one day, I were besieged by the gods, what would you do?" Yu Xiaogang took in every change in Bibi Dong's expression.

Now that he had sealed the Rakshasa God's inheritance Divine Sense, her next words would be Bibi Dong's own will.

"..."

"I, Bibi Dong, swear upon my martial soul: if that day truly comes, I will stand before you and protect you until the very last moment."

"That is precisely why I cannot give up this Divine Trial."

If Xiao Gang would one day become the enemy of the gods, then she could not abandon this Divine Trial.

For her own goal, and so that she could protect Xiao Gang in the future.

So what if there were no rewards? As long as she could become a god, that was enough.

Yu Xiaogang shook his head. "There is no need to inherit a god like the Rakshasa God—miserly, petty, manipulative, and always resorting to crooked methods."

"I'll find you another Divine Trial later. It should suit you quite well."

Bibi Dong's expression was practically a giant question mark. "?"

Divine Trials... were they really something one could find whenever they wanted?

"The Dark God's Godhood suits you quite well too. It is fairly compatible with your martial soul."

"Like the Rakshasa God, the Dark God belongs to the ranks of First-Level Main Gods and is one of the Seven Elemental Gods."

"If you inherit the Dark God's Godhood, you may even become stronger than if you inherited the Rakshasa God's Godhood."

"The Dark God? You know the location of that Divine Inheritance?" Bibi Dong asked in confusion. "And why do you say it might be stronger?"

"No, but I have a way to find the Dark God." Yu Xiaogang truly did have a way.

He then added, "As for why I say it might be stronger, it's because the Dark God is more decent and more generous than Rakshasa."

"This..." An indescribable feeling filled Bibi Dong's heart.

Was Xiao Gang caring about her...?

He was willing to give up even something like a Godhood, willing to help her just by saying so...

But... she was no longer the girl she had once been...

"Enough, it's settled. Once I reach level sixty or seventy, I'll help you find the Dark God."

"Mm... all right. I'll listen to you." Bibi Dong did not know what state of mind she was in, but she actually agreed and trusted Yu Xiaogang's arrangements.

At the same time.

On Douluo Star, unbeknownst to the two of them.

The Asura God observed the entire scene clearly. "Wonderful!"

He could not help clapping his hands. "Absolutely wonderful!"

"No, I really have to let Dark see this scene."

"HAHAHAHA!"

This scene truly amused the Asura God.