Douluo Continent: Reborn Yuhao, their eyes are strange

Chapter 364 Plastic Sisterhood; Only the Old Trick of Offering Oneself in Return

Moreover, this Valley of Love and Destiny is the domain of the God of Love, and neither the timing, location, nor the people are on their side.

When things finally escalated to the point where the goddess of love awakened and devoured Ning Rongrong, who had come to seize control of the Valley of Love, no matter how much they regretted it, it was too late to turn the tide.

Seeing Zhu Zhuqing remain silent, Cupid seemed somewhat disinterested and continued:

"As for the memories and emotions you just mentioned, I have existed in the world since the ancient times when the Divine Dragon Realm still existed, and have witnessed the rise and fall of countless eras."

Your mere few hundred years of life memories are but a drop in the ocean to me; what substantial impact could they possibly have on me?

At this point, he glanced at Zhu Zhuqing again, shook his head slightly, and said, "No, perhaps you are right. It did have some influence on me."

Otherwise, given what you did back then, how could you be standing here unharmed, reminiscing with me? So, stop wasting your breath on those tiresome platitudes.

Instead of dwelling on these old stories, aren't you really not curious why I've suddenly broken with tradition and agreed to meet with you this time?

As she spoke, Cupid slowly rose, took light steps, and walked languidly toward Zhu Zhuqing.

He circled Zhu Zhuqing several times at a leisurely pace, his purplish-red eyes looking her up and down without restraint, occasionally letting out a series of tsk-tsk sounds of admiration.

"To be honest, after all this time, you seem to have gotten a few more centimeters than I remember..."

Feeling uncomfortable under Cupid's gaze, which seemed to appraise her like a commodity, Zhu Zhuqing frowned slightly.

She couldn't understand what Ning Rongrong was up to when she became so unpredictable, but the inexplicable unease in her heart grew stronger.

Taking a deep breath, Zhu Zhuqing responded coldly:

"Since you are unwilling to admit that you are Rongrong, and you don't want to leave here and come back with me to see Xiaowu, then we are not on the same page and I will not force you to do anything more. I will take my leave now."

Before she finished speaking, she turned around decisively, wanting to leave this place that made her feel extremely depressed.

However, just as Zhu Zhuqing turned around, Cupid's hand silently pressed down on her shoulder.

"Why the rush to leave? We 'best friends' haven't seen each other for so long, we should sit down and have a good heart-to-heart talk and get to know each other better."

The voice of Cupid echoed in the void, tinged with a faint smile.

At the same time, a terrifying and suffocating pressure suddenly descended, pressing down on Zhu Zhuqing from all directions.

Feeling that pressure, Zhu Zhuqing's expression changed drastically. She frantically circulated her divine power in an attempt to break free, and at the same time, countless thoughts flashed through her mind.

"Rongrong, what are you doing?"

"What for? Do you even need to ask that?"

Cupid chuckled softly, "Oh, right. I just remembered, for you now, the divine power you have to barely maintain your divine status from collapsing is pitifully scarce."

"Where would we find the extra power to sense the recent events that occurred in the Douluo Continent?"

As he spoke, Cupid stretched out his free left hand.

A small pagoda radiating a dazzling nine-colored halo appeared out of thin air, hovering and rotating above her palm.

As the pagoda drew in, the surrounding space began to fluctuate violently.

Countless thick fogs, interwoven with gold and silver, appeared out of nowhere and quickly spread out, enveloping Zhu Zhuqing, who was frozen in place.

"Now you'd better stay in the valley as a guest for a while longer. If things don't get to the worst point, I won't make things too difficult for you out of our past sisterly bond."

"Rongrong, you..."

As the light and mist surged, Zhu Zhuqing's figure was quickly swallowed up.

Her startled voice became faint and uncertain, eventually dissipating completely into the air, becoming indistinct.

As he watched Zhu Zhuqing's figure disappear from the spot, the smile under the Cupid mask gradually faded, a complex light flashed in his eyes, and he murmured to himself.

"Zhuqing, don't blame me for being ruthless. There's no such thing as a perfect solution in this world. In this game, someone always has to make a sacrifice."

Now that the Sea God's authority in the Douluo Continent has been completely unleashed, that man has most likely returned. Having experienced the pain and despair of death once, I never want to feel that way again in my life.

Thinking of this, Ning Rongrong let out a barely audible sigh.

With a casual wave of his hand, a divine force swept across the bells and chimes placed on the table, producing a melodious and lingering sound that echoed throughout the room.

Before long, Leng Yulai, who had been waiting outside the hall, pushed open the door and entered.

She quickly stepped forward, knelt down on one knee with grace, and bowed her head respectfully, asking:

"Lord Cupid, what brings you here?"

Leng Yulai didn't even glance at Zhu Zhuqing, who had clearly gone in earlier but was not currently in the room.

As a clever person who has lived in the Valley of Love and Destiny for many years, even though she was extremely curious, she knew very well what she should ask and what she shouldn't ask.

Ning Rongrong simply turned around and slowly walked towards the inner room behind the screen.

As he walked, he gave instructions in a cold, emotionless voice:

"In the future, if anyone of the same status as the one just now comes to Qiankun Wenqing Valley, you must come and wake me up immediately."

Remember, do not do anything extra without authorization, do you understand?

Upon hearing this explanation, which sounded like a riddle, a hint of doubt flashed in Leng Yulai's narrow phoenix eyes.

Deities of equal status?

But she quickly suppressed this doubt in her heart, not daring to reveal it at all, and respectfully replied:

"Your subordinate will obey the decree of the God of Love."

……

Nearly twenty hours have passed since the power of the sea god was completely unsealed.

On this icy sea, perpetually shrouded in a gray sky, the concept of time seems to become extremely blurred.

Whether it is day or night, the space between the sea and the sky remains a depressing expanse of white.

However, Huo Yuhao's mood at this moment was even more complicated than the oppressive weather.

He was trying his best to keep his eyes straight ahead, his body stiffly suspended above the sea.

Even though the tactile sensations on both sides are clearly transmitted, it makes one's mind wander.

But the tense, unsettling atmosphere between Ya Li and the Demon Emperor, along with their occasional forced smiles during their eye contact, still made Huo Yuhao secretly break out in a cold sweat. (Chapter update reminder: Chapter 364 Plastic Sisterhood; Only the old trick of offering oneself in return, reading address.)

Fortunately, with important matters at hand, he had a slight excuse to distract himself.

With Gu Yuena's help, and relying on the undead demiplane as a transit point, they finally crossed the cosmic barrier and reconnected with Elder Yi.

After an emergency discussion, they obtained some feasible solutions for reviving Chen Xinjie from the teacher.

According to Elder Yi, within the necromancy system he possessed, there was a super forbidden spell called Spirit Transference.

It could even be said that the core structure of the Spirit Transfer Contract today is derived from this magic.

The original spirit conversion magic's greatest function is to transform dead living beings into undead creatures.

In the process of casting this spell, the caster can reassemble the soul of a person who has been dead for no more than 24 hours, while preserving their wisdom and memories from their lifetime.

However, this spirit transfer magic has a strict condition: the deceased's physical body must remain relatively intact before the spell can be cast.

However, Chen Xinjie's almost suicidal act of seeking death had already resulted in his physical body being blasted to dust by lightning and completely annihilated into ashes.

Faced with this almost unsolvable situation, Elder Yi had no choice but to find another way. Based on the spirit transfer magic, he extracted the core technique for gathering the souls of the dead and created a completely new soul ritual.

This is why Huo Yuhao made a special trip back to bring Ya Li, who was originally on the Soul Guidance High-Speed ​​Train, to this icy sea.

Simply gathering Chen Xinjie's spirit won't have much effect on the current situation.

The creative properties arising from the collision of life and destruction can undoubtedly bring the dead back to life.

As for why it took so much effort to revive Chen Xinjie...

The reason is simple: the other party's identity is far too special.

If they could successfully recruit this influential Vast Ocean Douluo into their camp, it would undoubtedly be of great benefit in eradicating the malignant tumors of the Holy Spirit Cult and even in confronting Tang Hao and his group head-on.

As for Gu Yue and the others who were still on their way to Qiankun Wenqing Valley, with Nanali, Biji and Ziji by their side, their safety was not a major concern.

After receiving the new spell created by Elder Yi overnight, Huo Yuhao reorganized the tasks for the upcoming operation.

He arranged for Di Tian, ​​Xiao Bai, and the Sea Princess to go together to the old site of Sea God Island to search for the remaining altars and see if they could provide any substantial help in rebuilding the Sea God's position.

At this moment, Huo Yuhao secretly glanced at Ya Li and the Demon Emperor, who had followed him back to the Ice Sea and were flanking him like guardians.

Looking at their identical gentle smiles, I couldn't help but feel uneasy.

I should be fine from now on, right?

Meanwhile, the Demon Emperor, who was clinging tightly to Huo Yuhao's right arm as if he wanted to hang himself on him, was quietly observing Ya Li.

Sensing the gentle temperament emanating from the other party, which was even superior to his own, and the life force that made people feel involuntarily warm, the Demon Emperor felt an unprecedented sense of crisis.

For these soul beasts, if they like someone, they will not hesitate to snatch them up and mate with them; this is an instinctive behavior etched into their very code.

The idea that beauties are only meant for the strong is an unchanging rule throughout the entire world of soul beasts.

The Demon Emperor thought that with his cultivation of 900,000 years, he was once again being offered up.

In the days to come, she could do whatever she wanted with Huo Yuhao, thoroughly understand this boy who had won her heart, and incidentally, win him over.

Especially during the time when the two were pressed close together in the cocoon of light, the Demon Emperor clearly felt the restlessness of Huo Yuhao's dragon when it was awakened.

This gave her complete confidence in her charm. Although she let him go for now, it was only to better savor him later.

But who would have thought?

The green-haired woman that Huo Yuhao had specially summoned gave him the feeling that she was anything but simple.

Moreover, judging from the other party's composed demeanor, and even the somewhat scrutinizing attitude towards him, it was clear that he had already tasted Huo Yuhao's deliciousness countless times.

The Demon Emperor's mind immediately went into alert mode. Should he speed up his progress in conquering the enemy?

Just as the Demon Emperor was already fantasizing about how he would find an opportunity to secretly abduct Huo Yuhao and punish him severely, letting him know how powerful he was,

Yali narrowed her eyes slightly, her mind also racing with thoughts.

She really didn't expect that her troublesome little man, who was just going out to run some business, could always attract these women with ulterior motives like a magnet.

The last Ye Guyi was one thing, after all, they were old acquaintances from ten thousand years ago, and she managed to survive alone from that era to the present day thanks to her deep-seated obsession.

She was somewhat understanding of this, though she was a little jealous.

But what's going on this time?

A widow posing as someone repaying a debt of gratitude?

What era are we living in? Why are people still playing this old trick of repaying a great debt of gratitude with their bodies?

Yali sighed inwardly. It seemed that what Gu Yuena said earlier was absolutely right.

Perhaps the safest and most permanent solution would be to lock Huo Yuhao, this restless fellow, in a secret room where no one can find him, so that he can only face his own people every day.

Caught in the middle, Huo Yuhao felt the increasingly subtle atmosphere around him, coughed lightly with a dry cough, and spoke awkwardly.

"Well, it's getting late, and the 24-hour deadline is almost up. Why don't we start preparing for the soul-summoning ritual now?"

It took a lot of time and effort for Elder Yi to modify and create a spirit transfer magic that was suitable for the current situation.

If this drags on any longer, once the 24-hour limit is exceeded...

Therefore, according to the normal operation of the plane's laws, unless the life core of the Douluo plane intervenes personally, Chen Xinjie's soul will never be resurrected.

Upon hearing Huo Yuhao bring up serious matters, the subtle atmosphere between Ya Li and the Demon Emperor immediately dissipated, and the two of them unanimously returned to their gentle and tender demeanor.

Although the Demon Emperor was somewhat reluctant, he knew the priorities and nodded slightly, saying, "In that case, I will step aside and protect you, my benefactor."

With that, she reluctantly let go and stepped back a safe distance, but her gaze remained fixed on Huo Yuhao.

Huo Yuhao secretly breathed a sigh of relief, then exchanged a glance with Ya Li.

As their fingers intertwined, a strange pressure instantly erupted from them.

A gentle and pure aura of life emanated from Yali.

Behind her, the phantom image of a towering ancient tree of life slowly emerged.

The enormous canopy blocked out the sun, and every leaf shimmered with a breathtaking emerald light.