Ning Rongrong stretched out her fair fingers and picked the largest and plumpest crystal grape from the jade plate.
The grapes were still covered with glistening water droplets and emitted an enticing aroma.
Ning Rongrong carefully peeled off the purple grape skins, revealing the crystal-clear, juicy flesh inside.
Her movements were very gentle, as if she was afraid of breaking the fruit and affecting the taste.
Ning Rongrong peeled a grape and fed it to Qian Yu: "My husband is the best. Tomorrow I'm going to do a live stream and let the whole continent watch how my husband tortures that hypocrite."
Qianyu took a bite of the grape, and the sweet juice filled her mouth.
He swallowed the sweet grape and looked at Ning Rongrong with great interest.
"live streaming?"
Qianyu raised an eyebrow slightly.
"What kind of crazy idea are you up to now, you little brat?"
Ning Rongrong proudly raised her delicate chin, like a proud little swan.
"I have already instructed the array masters of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School to work through the night."
"We have set up super-large soul-guided projection light screens in the central squares of all thirty-six main cities in Douluo Continent."
Ning Rongrong became more and more excited as she talked, gesturing wildly to Qianyu.
"These light screens are over ten feet high, and even the civilians on the outermost edge can see them clearly."
"Not only that, I also used all the image transmission crystals in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's treasury as the core of the formation."
"When our army sets off tomorrow, I will activate the broadcasting array simultaneously."
"I want everyone in the Heaven Dou Empire, the Star Luo Empire, and the former site of the Spirit Hall to clearly see the tragic state of the God Realm."
Ning Rongrong snorted coldly, a sly glint in her eyes.
"Didn't Tang San always like to pretend to be righteous and awe-inspiring in front of the world?"
"Doesn't he always talk about doing things for the sake of the people of mainland China and for justice and righteousness?"
"Tomorrow I will let everyone on the entire mainland see for themselves."
"Look at how this hypocrite cries and begs for mercy at her husband's feet."
Ning Rongrong patted the grape juice off her hands, then picked up another grape and continued peeling it.
"Only by completely tearing off his hypocritical mask."
"Only then can the remaining remnants of his faction on this continent who still harbor illusions about him completely give up."
"I will make the name Tang Sect the biggest joke on the Douluo Continent from this day forward!"
After hearing Ning Rongrong's flawless plan, Xiao Wu immediately cheered loudly.
"Rongrong's idea is brilliant!"
Xiao Wu excitedly hugged Qian Yu's neck from behind.
She pressed her soft cheek against Chiyu's hair, rubbing it happily.
"I was so badly fooled by him before. I really thought he was a kind and loyal older brother."
Xiao Wu recalled her past at Shrek Academy and the Star Dou Great Forest, her tone filled with resentment.
"It turns out he was just using us all."
"In order to become a god himself, he used us all as stepping stones for his ascent."
"He even schemed against my feelings; he's worse than an animal."
Xiao Wu angrily waved her pink little fist.
"I must teach him a lesson tomorrow and make him spit out everything he's swallowed, with interest."
Qian Renxue nodded in agreement.
"Tang San is a vengeful person who has no bottom line when it comes to his actions."
Qian Renxue picked up the purple clay teapot from the small tea table next to her.
She skillfully washed the cups and poured tea, giving Qianyu a cup of steaming hot tea.
"Today he dared to spout nonsense in the Asura Secret Realm, claiming he would come to Jialing Pass for revenge."
"This means that he has been completely overwhelmed by the sudden power and has become a complete madman."
Qian Renxue held the teacup with both hands and respectfully handed it to Qian Yu.
"Announcing all this to the world will perfectly demonstrate Father's unparalleled divine power."
"By the way, let me tell everyone on the mainland: those who obey me will prosper, and those who oppose me will perish."
Qian Renxue paused for a moment, a mocking smile curling at the corner of her lips.
"Speaking of which, Yu Xiaogang, who always boasted that he was invincible in theory, was so frightened during the day that he coughed up blood and fainted."
Qian Renxue's eyes were full of disdain for the weak.
"If Tang San saw his most respected teacher in such a disheveled state, I wonder how interesting his expression would be."
Ning Rongrong covered her mouth and let out a sweet, bell-like laugh.
"I have already had someone record the scene of Yu Xiaogang fainting and foaming at the mouth using a high-grade photographic stone."
Ning Rongrong had a mischievous look on her face, as if she wanted to stir up trouble.
"When I go live tomorrow, I plan to play this clip on a loop eight or ten times as a warm-up."
"Let all the Soul Masters in the world have a good look at the unparalleled style of this 'Master'."
Hearing Ning Rongrong's incredibly sarcastic trick, Qian Renxue and Xiao Wu couldn't help but burst into laughter.
"Rongrong, you're so mean."
Xiao Wu laughed so hard she almost fell over, her body limp as she leaned against Qian Yu's back.
Qianyu reached back and helped Xiaowu up, pulling her to the front and then pulling her into his arms.
"Good bad."
Qianyu chuckled softly.
"There's no need to show any mercy to such hypocritical and sanctimonious people."
Qianyu took the teacup from Qianrenxue and took a small sip.
The aroma of premium snow-topped green tea lingers on the palate, balancing the sweetness of the grapes.
He turned his head and looked at Ning Rongrong, whose eyes were full of expectation.
Qianyu touched Ning Rongrong's cheek: "Okay, I'll show you how to tear apart the God King tomorrow."
Qianyu's fingers were long and smooth, and the moment they touched Ning Rongrong's skin, a blush rose on Ning Rongrong's cheeks.
He said it casually, yet it carried a sense of power that could split the heavens and the earth.
"I knew my husband loved us the most!"
Ning Rongrong cheered and jumped into Qian Yu's arms.
Xiao Wu was not to be outdone, and clung tightly to Qian Yu's arm, refusing to let go.
"It's a deal then. Tomorrow I'll find the best angle to watch from the side."
Xiao Wu giggled and made her little request.
"If he dares to fight back, I'll kick him hard in the face with the Eight-Stage Throw!"
Qian Renxue couldn't help but chuckle as she watched the two vying for favor.
"You two, take it easy and don't disturb Father's rest."
Although Qian Renxue said that, she moved closer to Qian Yu herself.
She reached out and straightened Qianyu's slightly disheveled clothes.
Qianyu put down her teacup, shook her head helplessly, and her deep eyes were filled with unyielding doting affection.
Ning Rongrong continued her unfinished feeding task.
She held a perfectly peeled grape to Qianyu's lips again.
"Husband, that Tang San even had the audacity to say he would sever your tendons in your hands and feet."
While feeding grapes, Ning Rongrong imitated Tang San's arrogant tone and acted funny.
Qianyu ate the grape and slightly raised her eyebrows.
"With his meager skills?"
Qianyu let out a cold laugh.
"His so-called Guanyin has tears, in my opinion, he's not even worthy of tickling me."
Qianyu leaned back on the cloud couch, her posture languid yet exuding an air of complete control.
"Those useless members of the Divine Realm Committee are probably still fighting each other for magical treasures and barely surviving."
"Evil God King and Good God King can't even hold their own shields for long."
"Does Tang San think he can turn the tables by hiding in the Asura Secret Realm and playing tricks?"
A deep sense of contempt flashed in Qianyu's eyes.
"Tomorrow I will personally crush his ridiculous Asura Godhood and extract his soul."
"Since he likes to shout, then I'll let him experience the true torment of karma under the watchful eyes of the entire continent."
Xiao Wu nodded repeatedly as she listened, and vigorously massaged Qian Yu's legs.
"right!"
"Let him keep calling himself a time traveler all day long."
"In the face of her husband's absolute power, all his broken copper and scrap metal are nothing but junk."
Qianyu looked at the three stunning beauties before him, his tone calm yet exuding an aura of unparalleled dominance.
"Tang San intends to tear through the void and descend upon Jialing Pass?"
"He'd better pray he runs fast enough."
Qianyu peered through the gaps in the tent at the deep night sky.
"Because tomorrow morning, I will directly smash the gate to the realm of gods."
"I will personally go to that Asura Secret Realm and drag him out like a dead dog."
Inside the spacious tent, the light on the glass cloud-shaped couch rippled like water.
The air was filled with a faint fragrance and the sweet aroma of fruit.
Qianyu peacefully enjoyed the service from Xiaowu and Ning Rongrong.
Qian Renxue quietly stayed by her side.
The atmosphere among the four of them was incredibly harmonious.
There is no tension here, no imminent threat of a major enemy.
There was also no reverence for the unknown divine realm.
While countless beings in the lower realms trembled and remained sleepless in anticipation of the impending war between the gods the next day.
Inside the main tent, which served as the absolute core of the army that was fighting against the heavens, there was only relaxed laughter and conversation.
Outside, the night wind howled, stirring up gusts of yellow sand beyond Jialing Pass.
The camp was filled with laughter and merriment, completely disregarding the divine realm.
The next morning.
As the first faint light of dawn appeared on the horizon, the camps stretching for dozens of miles across the open fields outside Jialing Pass had already been completely dismantled.
Instead, a massive steel army, perfectly aligned and stretching as far as the eye can see, has been formed.
A million soldiers, clad in armor and armed with weapons, stood in neat rows in the morning breeze. The entire wilderness was so quiet you could hear a pin drop, broken only by the occasional snorting of warhorses and the scraping sound of the wind against metal armor.
This massive army comprised the most elite forces on the Douluo Continent, and the lingering power of yesterday's slaying of the God of Destruction still burned in the eyes of every soldier. It was a kind of almost fanatical worship and confidence.
At the very front of the army formation, dozens of relay soul guide arrays, each hundreds of feet tall, were already operating at full power.
A giant crystal screen floated in mid-air, projecting the magnificent scenery outside Jialing Pass onto the entire Douluo Continent in real time.
From the bustling capital square of the Heaven Dou Empire to the remote towns on the border of the Star Luo Empire, countless civilians and low-level Soul Masters gathered early in front of the light screen. Everyone tilted their heads back, their eyes glued to the screen, afraid of missing a single moment.
Inside the main command tent, the atmosphere was completely different from the tense atmosphere outside.
Qianyu leaned back on the large, crystal-clear cloud-shaped couch. He wore a well-tailored, moon-white robe, with intricate sea and moon patterns embroidered in silver thread on the lapels and cuffs. His unique aloofness and superior temperament appeared even more profound in the dim candlelight.
Ning Rongrong stood obediently on the right side of the cloud couch, stretching out her fair hands and gently massaging Qianyu's shoulders.
Xiao Wu carried a crystal-clear glass tray, on which were placed spiritual fruits that had just been washed with morning dew.
"Lord Qianyu." Xiaowu picked up a purple grape and carefully held it to Qianyu's lips, her little face full of excitement. "The broadcast across the entire continent has been connected. Everyone is waiting to see how you will trample that hypocrite Tang San under your feet today."
Qianyu slightly opened his mouth and took a bite of the grape. His clear eyes were calm and undisturbed, revealing a lofty and aloof air that looked down upon all living beings.
"He made such a racket in the Asura Secret Realm yesterday, so naturally we have to give him a big enough stage today." Qian Yu's voice was calm, with a casual laziness. "I want to see how many blows he can withstand after putting on that Asura God King's skin."
Standing at the lower end, Qian Renxue wore a dazzling golden dress. The flowing design of the skirt perfectly hugged her tall figure, and the six-winged angel holy sword at her waist faintly emitted a divine glow.
Upon hearing Qian Yu's words, Qian Renxue quickly stepped forward, her eyes blazing with fighting spirit.
"Father," Qian Renxue said passionately, "Tang San merely took advantage of the collapse of the God Realm Committee to snag the Asura God King. Yesterday, he spouted nonsense, claiming he would skin me alive and reclaim the Tang Sect's rule. It's utter wishful thinking!"
Qian Renxue gripped the hilt of her sword tightly, her knuckles turning slightly white.
"Today I will personally ascend to the realm of gods and, in front of all the people of the continent, tear apart his hypocritical mask!"
Ning Rongrong stopped what she was doing and nodded vigorously.
"Sister Qian Renxue is right. Tang San, that two-faced bastard, is not worthy of sitting in the position of God King at all. Yesterday he actually said he would feed Lord Qian Yu's flesh and blood to the dogs. He is extremely arrogant. When we charge up there, I will definitely use the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda to put ten layers of gravity suppression on him, so that he won't even be able to lift his head!"
Qianyu's brows relaxed slightly, revealing an extremely elegant smile.
He slowly rose from the crystal cloud couch. His moon-white robe flowed down like water, without a single wrinkle.
"Let's go." Qianyu straightened his wide sleeves, his tone resolute and leaving no room for argument. "Now that the army has been assembled, it's time to let those high and mighty lords of the God Realm witness the wrath of mortals."
Qianyu took a step and walked towards the outside of the main tent.
Qian Renxue, Ning Rongrong, and Xiao Wu followed closely behind, their faces filled with barely suppressed fervor.
The heavy curtains of the main tent were suddenly lifted by the guards on both sides.
When Qian Yu's moon-white figure appeared in the morning sunlight, the million-strong army outside Jialing Pass erupted in a deafening roar at the same time.
"We swear to follow Lord Senyu to the death!"
"Crush the realm of gods! Leave not a blade of grass alive!"
The roaring sound swept across the wilderness like a tsunami. The heavily armored guards on both sides knelt down in unison, their heavy spears striking the ground with a uniform, muffled thud.
In front of the broadcast screens across the continent, countless civilians and soul masters were also infected by this momentum and shouted excitedly.
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