Chapter 234 233. The dragon slayer eventually becomes a dragon?
"In the final analysis, it's just the thoughts of the weak." Ye Qingcang interrupted Luosha God's words quite rudely, but he is now qualified: "Because I have suffered, my successor must be able to endure more hardships than me. Only those who have fully experienced my life experience are qualified to inherit my throne and my achievements... But is this really the case?"

Ye Qingcang provided too much information.

There were so many that Bibi Dong's brain was a little confused.

Didn’t Rakshasa God also suffer the same hardships that she suffered in the past?
However, before Bibi Dong could ask, Luosha God gave an evasive answer: "Maybe not, but what does it matter... After all, the elites survive. Maybe this is a bit cruel, but you should also understand me!"

Rakshasa said as he walked away.

Flash from behind Bibi Dong to in front of Bibi Dong.

The power of Rakshasa God surged, controlling Bibi Dong to raise her hand and place it on the palm of Rakshasa God who had already been opened. She took stiff steps and in this joyless moment, she was controlled by Rakshasa God like a puppet, dancing gracefully and completely losing control of her body.

Singing and dancing, hot and bold.

In this magnificent and gorgeous corridor.

It created an atmosphere of decadence and dissipation.

Maybe indulgence cannot solve the problem, but indulgence can make you forget the troubles temporarily.

As if he was under the spotlight, Luosha God had a more complicated smile on his face. Looking at Bibi Dong, it was as if he saw the self who forced a smile back then. He led Bibi Dong with the paddling steps in his memory, step by step, singing praises to the evils of the world: "Look, the weak can only crawl under the glory of the strong forever; I actually agree with what Poseidon said. Of course, I also admire that fool angel... Where there is light, there must be shadow. As a strong man, I actually have only one standard for choosing an heir: the disciple is better than the master; the so-called Luosha Nine Tests are all fooling people. I appreciate the way she struggles in pain, so, just like you killed your way through the City of Slaughter, I just chose a different way of testing!"

"A battle between skin and soul?"

"Should we indulge in the desires brought by the skin and immerse ourselves in the joy of flesh and blood? Or should we firmly believe that the soul can transcend the limitations of the flesh and find the rational part that can suppress the animal instincts?"

"The definition of a beast is that it has no intelligence."

"Instead of not being able to speak."

“This is indeed a question worth thinking about.”

“It’s hard for even me to deny that.”

Ye Qingcang flicked his fingers lightly, and the Shura power immediately dispersed with strange waves, allowing Bibi Dong, who was forced to dance with the Rakshasa God, to regain her ability to move. When Bibi Dong broke free from the Rakshasa God, he smiled and asked with clear thoughts: "But the body and the soul are one, just like light and darkness. If you must defeat one side, it is equivalent to condoning the imbalance and extremes of the other side... We live in this world and must acknowledge three things: the incompetence of our parents, our own incompetence, and the incompetence of our descendants; most people succumb to these incompetences and degenerate, and only a few dare to challenge these incompetences... So, when they put their efforts into practice, whether they win or lose, they have already won, haven't they?"

"Very good eloquence."

"In fact, you and I both understand that the purpose of the conversation is to convince the other party."

"And of all the ways of persuasion, fists are the fastest way."

"And you didn't throw any punches."

"And I didn't throw any punches."

"So, at the beginning of our conversation, the problem has already been solved."

“The difference is who steps back.”

"Maybe you're the one who's regressing, maybe I'm the one who's regressing."

“That’s always been our dispute.”

"I think you should allow me to tell you the truth?"

The Rakshasa God was dancing on his own, except that his steps had changed to the female dance steps in the music, with the same movements and manners.

The dance ended with a snap of fingers.

It was this snap of fingers.

In an instant, Bibi Dong's face was flushed.

He subconsciously tapped the ground with the Pope's scepter in his hand, but it had lost its former momentum and power. He knelt on one knee, feeling a pain all over his body. Strands of scarlet blood emerged from under his skin, staining his clothes red and forming a small puddle on the ground.

"You see, I didn't torture her."

"It helps her get rid of those bad influences."

"To be honest, I even envy her."

"Because when I ascended to the throne of God, there was no senior to help me repair hidden injuries, strengthen my tendons and cleanse my marrow, or condense my blood and flesh. I relied on myself to complete these difficult tasks step by step in the hell of sin."

"Just like before becoming a god, Poseidon, the god of the sea, went to the deep sea to refine his body, from the tides to the deep sea, until his body was tempered to the point where it could bear divine power, and then he transformed his soul power into divine power."

"It's the same with Angel. She was even in more pain than Poseidon because her body tempering process was completed in an instant. It was like she was enduring the superimposed pain of Poseidon's nine-fold body tempering the moment she pulled out the Angel's Holy Sword. It's really strong that she didn't collapse."

"So, I just replaced this process with a hot soup that would make people feel comfortable and anxious, helping her to temper her body like a frog in boiling water."

"I'm already so kind, it shouldn't be a big deal to satisfy my bad taste... You can't ask me to be nice to you without limits."

Luosha God smiled knowingly and made a blossoming gesture to Bibi Dong and Ye Qingcang: "The quality of divine power is far greater than soul power. It's like a paper bag filled with a kilogram of paper balls. It won't break, but if you put a kilogram of iron in it, the bag will definitely break... Without a good physical fitness, if you transform rashly, the consequence will probably be a bang, turning into art, and spilling on the ground or hitting the wall."

"That's why I didn't fight you." Ye Qingcang understood Bibi Dong's resentment, but many people saw facts that were not the truth. Perhaps Luosha God's behavior was very overbearing and he didn't consider other people's feelings at all, but Luosha God's original intention was not to destroy Bibi Dong, but to use a painful way to help Bibi Dong transform: "It's just that I can only appreciate your kindness in my heart."

"is it?"

Rakshasa's divine consciousness smiled and asked back.

But she did not explain what this meant.

Because in the God Realm, her real body has transformed into the Six-Fingered Demon of the Lute. In an invisible place, she has transmitted the results of the recording of her divine thoughts that had been started when Ye Qingcang dragged her to the lower world through long-distance projection to Qian Renxue and Hu Liena, two of Bibi Dong's weak points.

Give full play to the essence of fun people.

Since she couldn't mess with Bibi Dong, she could just let Bibi Dong's daughter and apprentice do the messing for her. That should be fine, right?

Qian Renxue, you don’t want to see your mother never become a god in her lifetime, right?
Hu Liena, you don’t want to see your master never becoming a god, right?
As for the errors in voice transmission, how can I make up an excuse... The divine world and the human world are so far apart. Besides, there is a time difference. Occasionally there are problems with the sound quality, and it sounds like another sentence. This can't be blamed on me. I'm not omnipotent, right?

However, in order to prevent Ye Qingcang from noticing the problem.

Rakshasa's divine thought quickly changed the subject.

In a tone that fits his own character, he gave an answer that fits his own character: "But, sincerity is sincerity, and relationships are relationships. There are many couples in the God Realm. From a higher level, life and destruction are couples, kindness and evil are couples, and my family is the only one who is single. Maybe he was mad at his colleagues, so he found two of them right away, and created a competitor for me. From a lower level, the God of Food and the Nine-Colored Goddess are also couples... Bibi Dong, for the sake of this young and promising Shura God Examiner, I have fulfilled my sincerity in advance and helped you regain your virginity. However, the bottom line cannot be broken. Shura and Rakshasa are destined to be partners. I don't care whether the angel guy agrees or not. Anyway, as long as you want to inherit my throne, this standard is what you must meet, unless you change to a God Examiner you like."

……

……

"No!" In the distance, in the hall, Qian Renxue suddenly shouted.

"No!" Hu Liena's voice followed closely in the hall.

Yue Guan, who was doing nothing but lowering his head and counting the patterns on the floor tiles, Gui Mei, who was doing nothing but raising his head and counting the patterns on the ceiling, and Puppet Emperor Xue Ke, who was also doing nothing but staring with his eyes wide open, were all frightened to the point of almost kneeling on the ground.

Hu Liena is not a ruthless person, but Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue are.

Bibi Dong is gone, but Qian Renxue is still here.

Now, the two of them got angry at the same time and shouted something without any context. Not to mention Yue Guan and others, even Qian Renxue and Hu Liena were frightened by each other's reactions and looked at each other suspiciously.

In terms of personality, Qian Renxue and Bibi Dong are simply cast in the same mold, and Hu Liena is simply the kind of daughter that Bibi Dong wants, embodying some qualities that Bibi Dong does not have, such as gentleness; therefore, when encountering problems, Qian Renxue always takes the initiative and Hu Liena can only answer passively.

"You heard about that, too?" Qian Renxue's eyes were a little gloomy. She could accept that Ye Qingcang did not belong to her alone, but she absolutely could not tolerate Bibi Dong, her mother, having any relationship with Ye Qingcang: "It's about those words about the content of the divine examination..."

"Yes, I heard it too!"

"Who's talking?"

"is this real?"

"Or is it used to deceive us?"

Hu Liena's mind was a little confused.

You can't have your cake and eat it too.

She likes Ye Qingcang and also likes her teacher.

Now, it seems that the only choice is one or the other.

Now she could only hope that the person who sent the message to her was deceiving her, although she could not find any reason for him to deceive her.

"Being able to send a voice message directly to you and me, bypassing Elder Ju and Elder Gui, means that the other party is at least a Super Douluo above level 95..." Qian Renxue used the universal method of elimination: "It's not difficult to send a voice message to you, but it's a bit difficult to send a voice message to me. Moreover, just now, I felt a vast evil, as if the eternal night has arrived and there is no light in the world anymore."

Hu Liena is just docile, not stupid.

Moreover, even if it is docile, it is only for internal use.

The fact that Qian Renxue, the six-winged angel, could admit that she felt as if she had sensed the eternal night meant that, subconsciously, this feeling had surpassed the one that Bibi Dong had given her, because Qian Renxue had never admitted that Bibi Dong could give her this feeling. After much thought, the answer was already obvious.

"God?"

Hu Liena's voice trembled a little.

The pressure is a bit high.

After seeing Qian Renxue nod, the pressure increased.

"Then what should we do?" Hu Liena was particularly helpless because she knew Bibi Dong well: "You know the teacher's character. The temptation to become a god is in front of us. Can the teacher really resist?"

"Whether I can hold back or not is one thing, but I'm afraid someone is doing something!" Qian Renxue's face was dark. Compared to the simple-minded Hu Liena, she had considered more. Whether it was written in the history books of another world or based on the information she knew, the possibility of gods causing trouble was quite high, and she could not afford to be negligent in the slightest: "Junior sister... I know you like him, but I also like Ah Ying. You can hesitate, but I will never hesitate!"

"I..." Hu Liena hesitated, but still admitted: "Although I like him, I will never betray my teacher!"

Yue Guan felt numb all over.

The same goes for ghosts.

Ladies, could you please pay attention to your surroundings when you are talking? It’s okay with Xue Ke, at worst we can just kill her afterwards. She is just a puppet of our Spirit Hall anyway, not part of any organization of our Spirit Hall, nor one of our own.

But there are two of us!
We are our own people!
After hearing such a big secret, he will either become a confidant or die!
Besides, how come you two ended up bringing up the Pope? If the Pope finds out, even if we don’t punish you two for the sake of family ties, we don’t have family ties to guarantee it!
Fortunately, Qian Renxue and Hu Liena did not forget this.

They communicated with each other in a veiled manner.

He confirmed his position and then shut up.

However, in the corridor outside the temple, Rakshasa God was not so subtle. He lifted Bibi Dong's chin, turned his palm, took out a mirror, and placed it in front of Bibi Dong: "Appreciate your beautiful face, and then consider my proposal... Perhaps, you can also consider creating your own godhood like me?"

Then, he flashed into the distance.

Like a lady.

A graceful bow.

What she said made people want to punch her, and they wanted to rush up to beat her up. Unlike Ye Qingcang, he completely hit the pain point and poked it to death: "What has happened will happen again, what has been done will be done again... My excellent successor, I look forward to the day when you, the dragon slayer, will become a dragon. Even if you can control your desires, others will push you into the predetermined destiny... So, please allow me to watch your performance!"

"What bullshit!" Bibi Dong rarely cursed, and swore solemnly: "What kind of dragon slayer will become an evil dragon... I will not do anything to him like that beast, and I will not become a character on the stage for you to criticize!"

“That’s a very ambitious statement!”

"It would be better if you could keep your voice down."

"If you speak too loudly, you will gradually lose your persuasiveness."

"I look forward to the day when you surprise me."

"Because... that would be much more fun!"

The Rakshasa waved his hands, and his body shattered from head to toe.

It's just a divine thought, just throw it away.

At this critical juncture when the Conference of Ten Kings had just ended.

It’s better not to leave any hidden dangers.

So, what method can be used to conceal the fluctuations of divine power?

In the divine world, Rakshasa God thought for a moment, called up the panel, and in the authority control over the divine examiner, he directly increased the progress bar, which was originally only at 60%, to the maximum. Then, he was quite inhumane and increased the sensitivity, which was originally only at 70%, to the maximum. Finally, he smiled with satisfaction.

The consequence of doing so is...

"Your Holiness, I think we should terminate our communication." Ye Qingcang looked sideways and politely moved his eyes away from Bibi Dong, especially from Bibi Dong's trembling legs. He teleported back to Lanba Academy and left a message: "Perhaps, changing a skirt is a good choice."

Bibi Dong silently tugged at her bloody skirt.

Although I just had a blood transfusion.

If you don't look carefully, you really can't see it.

But Ye Qingcang and her sense of smell are still online.

"Rakshasa God!"

In the Tiandou Palace, all that was left was Bibi Dong's gnashing of teeth and impotent rage.

(End of this chapter)