And on a stormy night...
A purplish-black divine light silently descended upon the forbidden area of the Tang Sect.
Xiao Wu looked at Tang Ya, who was fully prepared and had even packed the entire underground workshop into a giant Storage Soul Tool, and couldn't help but pat her on the shoulder with a grin.
" Xiao Ya, welcome to the Divine Realm Demolition Office!"
" Xuan Ming said you can build very powerful cannons?"
"Quick, quick, get me two of these as soon as we get up there. I've been wanting to Destruction Uncle Destruction's crappy staff for ages. Let's build one that's even more powerful than his!"
Tang Ya looked at Xiao Wu, who had no airs of God King, and her tension instantly dissipated.
"No problem, Sister Xiao Wu."
"As long as there are enough materials, I'll make you not just two, but two hundred!"
The Asura God Temple, the bedroom.
Contrary to the stereotypical image of the Asura God as one of slaughter and coldness, the palace was now filled with flickering candlelight and the aroma of warm fragrance.
On the large, dark red sandalwood bed that could comfortably accommodate several people, Xuan Ming lay sprawled out, his eyes blankly staring at the dome painted with a starry sky, looking as if his body had been hollowed out and his soul had left his body.
Bibi Dong lay on her side beside him, propping her head up with one hand, her long, wine-red hair cascading down Xuan Ming's chest like a waterfall. She was only draped in a thin, gossamer-like purple veil, her perfect curves faintly visible. Her usually dignified and aloof face now wore a lazy and playful smile.
"This... is it not going to work?"
Chapter 532 He Reaps What He Sows
Bibi Dong stretched out her finger and gently stroked Xuan Ming's nose. "The mighty God of Primordial Beginning, who could even reconstruct the rules of the universe, how come he's been acting like a salted fish since he came back?"
Xuan Ming rolled his eyes, then glared at her irritably. "You try working non-stop for decades, and it's high-intensity physical labor with no proper breaks in between. Even if I were a god, not everything, even a machine made of iron would wear you down."
Upon hearing this, Bibi Dong couldn't help but burst out laughing.
"It seems that everyone's resentment is indeed stronger than I imagined."
Bibi Dong sat up, and with a casual wave of her hand, two crystal-clear cups of divine wine flew into her hand. She handed one to Xuan Ming, took a small sip herself, and her expression gradually became more serious.
Let's get down to business.
"With the establishment of the Great God Realm and the integration of the outer planes, the current Divine Realm is basically free of major problems. The rules are in operation, Divine Officer are doing their jobs. At least for the next few thousand or even tens of thousands of years, there shouldn't be any major fluctuations."
Bibi Dong looked at Xuan Ming and asked, "What are your plans next? Do you want to continue your honeymoon life of traveling and sightseeing, or... find something serious to do?"
Upon hearing the words "traveling and sightseeing," Xuan Ming's hand holding the wine cup trembled slightly.
No! Please don't!
Xuan Ming quickly sat up, looking still shaken. "Um... let's put the trip on hold for now. I think the Divine Realm is great—beautiful scenery, fresh air, and most importantly, peaceful."
"I'm not really interested in doing anything earth-shattering right now. But if you have any problems you can't solve, or if you need me to step in and keep things under control, I can certainly lend a hand."
"As for the rest..."
Xuan Ming sighed deeply and downed the divine brew in his cup in one gulp. "Let me rest for a bit. My legs feel weak just looking at the bed frame."
Bibi Dong raised an eyebrow, looking him over with a half-smile.
"It seems like none of you really have a sense of proportion. I remember when we had that meeting we agreed to take it slow and steady. But what happened? It's been almost nonstop, hasn't it?"
"It's not just that it hasn't stopped..."
Xuan Ming grimaced, "They practically want to tie me to their belts. Xiao Wu is one thing, that girl's stamina is ridiculously good; Rongrong looks delicate, but she's got all sorts of tricks up her sleeve when she gets going; and then there's Zhu Zhuqing, usually so quiet, but in those situations... tsk."
Even Bi Ji, who seems the most honest and gentle...
Xuan Ming shook his head, his face showing a look of "the past is too painful to recall," "I even suspect that they planned this all along, this is a war of attrition against me."
"I don't understand either. Everyone here is a god, how can they still have such strong desires? This doesn't make sense."
Seeing Xuan Ming's confused and helpless expression, Bibi Dong put down her wine cup, a complex emotion flashing in her eyes.
"Don't you really understand?"
She reached out and gently stroked Xuan Ming's cheek, her fingertips tracing his brow bone and bridge of his nose before finally resting on his lips.
" Xuan Ming, you used to be... too serious."
Bibi Dong's voice turned somewhat low, "Think back, before you became a god, even in the period immediately after you became a god, although you were good to us, and although you would risk your life for us, in those kinds of matters, you were like an ascetic."
"Let's not even talk about things like that. Even something as intimate as a hug or a kiss, you often subconsciously avoid it, or you only go so far as to touch it."
Xuan Ming was taken aback.
He recalled the past. Indeed, back then, a sword always hung over his heart. He was afraid of death, afraid of loss, and afraid that the curse he carried would harm those around him.
Therefore, he became accustomed to restraint, to suppressing all his emotions, and wrapping himself in a shell of indifference or rationality.
"Back then, you valued responsibility above all else, and self-control became second nature to you."
Bibi Dong looked into his eyes and said earnestly, "But we are women too. We love you, we crave your touch, we crave your response, we crave to become one with you."
That longing has been suppressed by your seriousness for a year, ten years, a hundred years, or even a thousand years.
Do you know what that feels like?
"It's like a person dying of thirst in the desert, seeing a cup of water in front of them but unable to drink it. That kind of thirst will ferment and change over time, eventually turning into an almost insane obsession."
"Their hunger and tireless drive are all thanks to the starvation you caused them in the past?"
Xuan Ming fell silent.
He had never considered the issue from this perspective. He always thought he was protecting them, maintaining a pure relationship. Little did he know that this "protection" was, in a way, also a cruel form of "deprivation."
"Now, you've finally let go of your burdens and are finally willing to open your heart to us."
Bibi Dong leaned closer to him, her warm breath washing over him. "Once that longing, accumulated over a thousand years, bursts forth, do you think it's so easy to quell it?"
Stop dreaming.
Bibi Dong poked his chest, "Once you've rested well in the Divine Realm, go down and satisfy them a few more times. This state of hunger should gradually improve. But to truly calm them down and return them to that gentle, gradual state..."
She held up a finger and waved it in front of Xuan Ming.
"It will take at least several thousand years."
"Several thousand years?!" Xuan Ming was completely bewildered.
"What? You think it's taking too long?"
Bibi Dong snorted softly, lay back down on the bed, pulled the blanket over herself, and turned her back to Xuan Ming. "Who told you to be so greedy and provoke so many people? Since you provoked them, you have to take responsibility to the end."
"This is a debt you owe; pay it back slowly."
Xuan Ming looked at Bibi Dong's graceful figure, then at the empty and luxurious temple, and could only let out a long sigh.
"Would you say I brought this on myself?"
He shook his head helplessly, then lay down and gently hugged Bibi Dong from behind.
"Alright."
Xuan Ming closed his eyes, feeling the real warmth in his arms.
"A few thousand years is fine."
Anyway... we have plenty of time.
"As long as you don't mind that this old ox has worn out the fields, that's fine."
Bibi Dong's body trembled slightly, then she turned around, snuggled into his arms, found a comfortable position, and a satisfied smile appeared on her lips.
"Go to sleep."
"I'll let you go tonight..."
Elf Star, the core of the Dragon Domain.
This is the place with the most abundant spiritual energy on the entire planet, and it is also the habitat of the new Dragon Clan. And deep within those endless dragon mountains, there is a mysterious valley shrouded in auspicious seven-colored clouds.
That place is the secluded retreat of the Auspicious Beast Three-Eyed Golden Lion.
Ever since Xuan Ming went to the void to condense his Godhood decades ago, the Three-Eyed Golden Lion has been slumbering here. She could have become a god long ago, but she refused. Because in her logic, becoming a god was for the purpose of finding Xuan Ming in the Divine Realm; if Xuan Ming wasn't Divine Realm, what was the point of her becoming a god?
I'd rather go to sleep.
Chapter 533 Trinity
"Well..."
A Youyou sigh echoed from the depths of the valley.
The Three-Eyed Golden Lion sat on a smooth white jade stone, its hands supporting its chin, watching the clouds drift across the sky, its eyes filled with melancholy.
"I think I sensed his presence not long ago..."
She murmured to herself, her long golden hair dancing lightly in the wind, "Could it be that I miss him so much that I'm hallucinating?"
In fact, decades ago, when Xuan Ming, Gu Yuena, Yan Ling'er first descended upon the Elf Star, she did sense it. But that sense was fleeting and did not move in her direction; instead, it quickly disappeared.
Later, she sensed the presence of Xiao Wu, Ning Rongrong, and others, but the presence that haunted her dreams never appeared in this valley.
"Bad guy..."
The Three-Eyed Golden Lion pouted, kicking a small pebble at its feet with a hint of grievance. "He must have forgotten about me. Of course, with so many beautiful ladies around him, how could he possibly remember me?"
"Or... is he deliberately avoiding coming to see me?"
The thought of this possibility made her heart clench, and a sense of panic about being abandoned instantly spread through her.
"No, I have to go find him!"
The Three-Eyed Golden Lion suddenly stood up, a resolute glint in its eyes. "I will ascend! I will go to the Divine Realm and find out! If he truly doesn't want me anymore, then I will... I will..."
She thought for a long time but couldn't come up with any harsh words, so in the end she could only stomp her foot in frustration.
I'll bite him to death!
Just as she was preparing to mobilize the power of destiny within her body, forcibly break through the dimensional barrier, and trigger the ascension Lightning Tribulation,
"Bite me to death?"
A familiar, gentle, yet slightly teasing voice rang out behind her without warning, "So fierce? Then I dare not take you away."
The Three-Eyed Golden Lion trembled.
That sound...
She turned around abruptly.
At the entrance to the valley, a man in a black robe with long white hair stood quietly, a smile on his face that she would never forget.
Xuan Ming.
He really came.
"You..."
The Three-Eyed Golden Lion opened its mouth, wanting to say something, but found that its throat felt like it was blocked with cotton, and it couldn't make a sound. Tears welled up in its eyes uncontrollably.
Xuan Ming, staring blankly at the girl before him, was also somewhat taken aback.
It could even be described as... shocking.
In his memory, the Three-Eyed Golden Lion was still the majestic image of that little golden lion with three eyes.
But now, standing before him was a real, flawless human girl.
Moreover, the girl's appearance...
It looks so familiar.
She had long, flowing golden hair that cascaded down like a waterfall; the color was pure and dazzling, much like Qian Renxue.
Her eyes were a deep, mysterious purple, and in their movement, they conveyed a unique Bibi Dong.