Douluo: Marrying a Wife to Become a God, Having Children for Blessings

"Experience Points: 696?"

Zhou Yi first checked his experience points, a result of the hard work he had put in all night. The energy and effort spent could easily be imagined.

"I wonder how effective this nearly seven hundred experience points will be?"

After some thought, Zhou Yi decided to invest all of his experience points into the Sacred Heart Art cultivation method. A profound and mysterious sensation flooded over him.

Zhou Yi's consciousness seemed to transcend time and space. Everything around him was hazy, with only himself sitting cross-legged on a massive stone, holding the Sacred Heart Art and continuously studying it.

One day.

Two days.

…

He didn't know how long it had been, but the profound and obscure Sacred Heart Art gradually became clearer in his mind. Zhou Yi had the distinct feeling that he was on the verge of comprehending its secrets.

The next moment.

He abruptly woke up.

His consciousness swept over his attribute panel. The experience points had returned to zero, but the Sacred Heart Art was still not fully understood.

Zhou Yi wasn't disappointed.

In fact, he was quite excited.

The experience points had proven quite valuable.

The Sacred Heart Art had been created by Emperor Shitian after a thousand years of merging various martial arts. Its profundity and complexity were beyond comparison, far more intricate than the Xuantian Art.

It was perfectly normal that he hadn't yet comprehended it.

Moreover, Zhou Yi felt that with just a few hundred more experience points, he could fully grasp the Sacred Heart Art.

And those few hundred experience points were exactly what he had earned from his hard work the previous night.

Worth it!

So worth it!

Once he comprehended the Sacred Heart Art and had its power and the transformation of his martial soul, his cultivation speed would undoubtedly soar.

After all, in the Douluo Continent, cultivation methods didn't exist—strengthening one's Soul Power was entirely dependent on meditation.

With this thought in mind, Zhou Yi's heart burned with excitement. He was eager to earn more experience points and push the Sacred Heart Art to its next level.

"Husband, it's time to get up!"

As Zhou Yi's eyes changed, Liu Erlong, both shy and joyful, hurriedly grabbed his hand as he playfully reached for her. It was nearly noon, and she couldn't let Zhou Yi continue his antics.

"Mm!"

Zhou Yi suppressed his excitement and nodded reluctantly.

He was also hungry.

Not only because of the intense energy consumption the night before but also because of his naturally strong physical constitution, which used up energy much faster than ordinary people.

Zhou Yi, as a transmigrator, understood the importance of physical strength.

That's why he had trained relentlessly since childhood, even using his Soul Power to refine his body, making it far stronger than that of other Soul Masters of the same rank.

Now, Zhou Yi had two soul rings: one was a five hundred and twenty-year-old ring, and the other was a thousand and one-year-old ring.

The second soul ring was the Thousand-Year Soul Ring, and Zhou Yi had fought tooth and nail to obtain it.

His success was a testament to his powerful physique.

The soul ring absorption limits calculated by Yu Xiaogang had been directly broken by Zhou Yi, not only proving Yu Xiaogang wrong but also validating Zhou Yi's theories.

Both of Zhou Yi's soul skills enhanced speed.

In martial arts, speed was invincible.

Before receiving the system, Zhou Yi had no real confidence in his ability to reach any remarkable cultivation rank, so he focused on strengthening himself as much as possible within his abilities.

Yu Xiaogang, due to the mutation of his martial soul, had reached Rank 29 at seventeen, but still remained stuck, seeing no hope for improvement in his life.

Zhou Yi's previous martial soul had been equally weak, and had he not encountered a special opportunity, like the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Eyes' spirit medicine, he likely wouldn't have been able to break through to the Soul Sage level.

Thus, Zhou Yi had put significant effort into each of his soul rings.

The soul skills Flickering Light and Distant Heaven not only worked in tandem to enhance his attacks but were also excellent for escaping and saving his life.

Before acquiring the system, Zhou Yi had planned to use the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Eyes' spirit medicine.

When his strength was insufficient, speed became his most crucial advantage.

Now, the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Eyes' spirit medicine was no longer a necessity, but Zhou Yi wouldn't waste the opportunity.

When his strength grew, he would still go after it, making sure that Dugu Bo didn't waste it and that it wouldn't end up in Tang San's hands.

"I wonder if Ah Yin has met Tang Hao yet?"

Zhou Yi thought to himself, determined to seize Ah Yin.

She was a Ten Thousand-Year Blue Silver Emperor, and if she bore him children, the rewards would surely be great.

More children meant more blessings, and one woman alone wasn't enough.

Only with many wives would one have many children.

Thus, each additional wife came with its own rewards.

Of course, Liu Erlong was his first, so the rewards for her would be significantly greater, while subsequent rewards would not be as generous.

Nevertheless, Zhou Yi looked forward to his first son or daughter.

What kind of surprises would that bring?

Thinking of this, Zhou Yi almost couldn't resist going straight to creating life instead of eating.

"Husband, wake up!"

Feeling Zhou Yi's gaze growing more intense, Liu Erlong's heart trembled, and she hurriedly helped him get dressed and out of bed.

Zhou Yi was so infatuated with her.

She felt a sweet warmth in her heart, filled with shyness, joy, and pride.

She knew that the greatest sorrow for a woman was not when a man only desired her body, but when he didn't even desire that.

Moreover, she knew Zhou Yi's relationship with Bibi Dong was far from simple.

And Bibi Dong, both in status and beauty, surpassed her in many ways, which had once caused Liu Erlong feelings of inferiority and despair.

Now, seeing Zhou Yi so enamored with her, she was both happy and confident, becoming even more radiant.

A confident woman was the most charming.

After getting dressed, Zhou Yi supported Liu Erlong, who was limping but still glowing with beauty, as they left the room to eat breakfast and lunch.

…

Meanwhile, in the guest room.

The air was thick with the scent of alcohol.

"Erlong, Dong'er..."

Yu Xiaogang, with one hand on Bibi Dong and the other on Liu Erlong, gazed at the two beautiful women under their red veils. His trembling hands lifted Bibi Dong's veil.

The next second...

"Ah!"

Yu Xiaogang's body trembled, his soul nearly leaving him. The face revealed beneath the veil was none other than the ugly, long face of Flender, with glasses.

He shuddered, snapping his eyes open, only to see Flender's horse-like face staring back at him.

Bang!

Without thinking, Flender, who was hugging Yu Xiaogang, fell off the bed, landing in an embarrassing heap.

Feeling sore and still not fully awake, Flender muttered angrily:

"Who the hell attacked me?"

Yu Xiaogang sat up, ignoring Flender, shaking his groggy head as he looked around.

It turns out, everything had been a dream.

"Yu Xiaogang!"

Flender finally woke up. After being kicked off the bed, he was fuming.

"Why the hell are you acting crazy this early? If you have a problem, take it up with Zhou Yi. Why are you kicking me?"

Yu Xiaogang remained silent as he stood up, dressed, and walked out.

"Where are you going?"

Flender hurriedly followed.

He was worried that Yu Xiaogang was going to pick a fight with Zhou Yi.

Not only would he likely get beaten up, but he'd also probably end up disgraced.

"I'm going to say goodbye."

Yu Xiaogang spoke lightly.

"Together!"

Flender followed along. He didn't want to stay in this place any longer.

Seeing Liu Erlong, glowing with a mature charm that no girl could match, both Yu Xiaogang and Flender froze for a moment.

This was the first time they had seen Liu Erlong in such a captivating light.

But their hearts ached.

This beauty no longer belonged to them; it had bloomed because of Zhou Yi.

Their goddess was now completely out of their reach, becoming another man's wife.

The two found an excuse to say goodbye.

Liu Erlong, seeing Yu Xiaogang's downcast expression, assumed he was feeling discouraged due to his martial soul and comforted him:

"Xiaogang, the problem with your martial soul mutation will eventually be solved, just like with husband—his martial soul successfully mutated!"

"Huh... What? Zhou Yi's martial soul mutated successfully?"

Yu Xiaogang shook, his eyes snapping open as he stared intently at Zhou Yi:

"Zhou... Brother Zhou, your martial soul mutated? And in a positive direction?"

"That's right!"

Zhou Yi nodded. Martial soul mutations weren't exactly secrets, but most mutations were for the worse.

There were positive mutations, but they were relatively rare.

Zhou Yi didn't hide it. He summoned his martial soul.

A massive golden sword, infused with dragon might, emerged with an awe-inspiring edge.

Flender and Yu Xiaogang's pupils constricted, as if struck by lightning. They stood frozen in shock.

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