Chapter 33 Di Tian Becomes a God, Insulting Ning Rongrong!
Upon hearing this, the entire room fell into a deathly silence.
The remaining elders of the ancient dragon clan knelt on the ground, trembling, not daring to even raise their heads.
This is absolute power, this is the domineering nature of the Heavenly Palace!
In the corner, Di Tian stared at the god-like old man, completely dumbfounded.
"Eight-Star Dou Sheng..."
"What does that mean?"
"That Northern Dragon King who almost crushed me just now is less than an ant in front of this old man?"
"And this old man is just a Supreme Elder of the Heavenly Palace?"
"Just how powerful is that Heavenly Palace?!"
Just then, Tian Ce Zi seemed to notice the trembling servant in the corner.
Then, he casually took out a purple fruit that emitted a strong, exotic fragrance from his sleeve and tossed it to Zi Yan. However, a few drops of juice accidentally spilled in the air and landed right on the plate in front of Di Tian.
"This is a reward for you."
Tian Ce Zi glanced at Di Tian indifferently, as if he were looking at a pleasing ant.
Di Tian looked at the few drops of crystal-clear purple liquid in the plate, which emitted a purple aura that made his black dragon bloodline roar wildly, and did not hesitate.
It pounced on it, stuck out its tongue, and licked the plate clean like a dog!
Boom!!!
As the purple liquid entered his stomach, Di Tian's entire body shone with a brilliant black light, and his cultivation level, which had been 890,000 years, surged instantly!
Nine hundred thousand years, nine hundred and fifty thousand years, nine hundred and ninety thousand years!
A mythical beast that's been around for millions of years!
"roar!!"
Di Tian immediately let out an extremely excited roar, and prostrated himself on the ground, kowtowing frantically to Tian Ce Zi:
"Thank you for the reward, Ancestor! Thank you for the reward, Heavenly Palace!!"
...
Above the sky, the image froze on the face of the Beast God Di Tian, which was full of flattery and ecstasy, and the trace of purple juice remaining at the corner of his mouth.
Accompanied by the terrifying aura fluctuations as his cultivation level broke through nine hundred thousand years, nine hundred and fifty thousand years, and even one million years.
In an instant, the entire soul beast world of Douluo Continent was plunged into an unprecedented shock.
In the far north, at the Ice and Snow Temple.
The cold wind howled, and the snow fell heavily.
This place is a forbidden zone for humans, the home ground of extreme cold, and also the habitat of another group of top-tier ferocious beasts on the Douluo Continent.
Inside the magnificent Ten Thousand Year Ice Palace, the temperature is as low as absolute zero.
The Ice Empress, Snow Emperor, stood quietly before the Ice Crystal Throne.
She possessed an unparalleled beauty, with long, pure white hair that reached her ankles, each strand crystal clear, as if sculpted from the purest ice and snow.
Those deep blue eyes usually carried an aloofness and arrogance that kept people at a distance.
Beside her stood the charming and adorable yet fiery-tempered Ice Jade Emperor Scorpion, wearing a long emerald green dress, her twin ponytails swaying gently in the cold wind.
But at this moment, the two rulers of the far north seemed to be frozen, staring intently at the light screen in the sky, without moving for a long time.
"Millions of years..."
After a long while, Snow Emperor's cherry blossom-like lips parted slightly, and the voice that escaped, though still clear and cold, trembled noticeably:
"It was just for a moment, just because I licked up a few drops of juice that someone had spilled..."
"That guy Di Tian crossed the chasm that we couldn't cross in hundreds of thousands of years, and even reached the threshold of becoming a divine beast?"
Upon hearing this, Ice Emperor slowly raised her jade hand, looking at the hexagonal ice flower that had condensed in her palm.
In order to cultivate for 700,000 years, she spent countless days and nights alone in this extremely cold place.
Every heavenly tribulation is a matter of life and death;
Every breakthrough is a struggle against fate.
She believed this was the true meaning of spiritual practice, the glory of defying the heavens.
But today, that higher-dimensional world told her that she was wrong, because in this world there is a kind of cultivation called being a dog for the big shots.
There's another kind of opportunity called "leftovers from a big shot."
"This is absurd, absolutely absurd!!"
Finally, Ice Emperor couldn't hold back any longer. She stomped her foot, and her emerald green scorpion tail lashed wildly behind her, carving deep craters into the hard, icy ground.
"Sister! That's Di Tian! That's the Beast God!!"
"How could he, how could he do such a thing?!"
"Lying on the ground like a dog, licking a plate? Where is his Black Dragon King dignity? Where is his pride?!"
"Even if I, Bing Di, die, I will jump off this Ice God Temple rather than lick someone else's plate for a little bit of power! Disgusting! Utterly disgusting!!"
Ice Emperor's face turned red with anger, her eyes filled with contempt and fury.
However, Snow Emperor did not agree with her.
She simply stared silently at Di Tian in the light screen, a man whose face was humble but whose body exuded a terrifying, suffocating aura.
Even through the screen, that aura made her feel a kind of suppression that came from her very soul.
"Bing'er..."
Snow Emperor's voice suddenly became somewhat ethereal, carrying a deep sense of powerlessness:
"You feel disgusted because you've never been to that world."
"Look at the look in Di Tian's eyes right now."
"Was that humiliation? No, it was ecstasy, it was relief."
"Those few drops of purple liquid, though leftovers, contain a purer source of power than all the ancient ice marrow from our far north combined."
"if..."
Snow Emperor paused.
"If that plate were placed in front of me."
"If just one lick could save me from the next inevitable tribulation and allow me to truly become a god..."
"Bing'er, can you really refuse?"
"I..." Ice Emperor was speechless.
She looked at the purple juice gleaming with an alluring light on the screen and recalled the fear she felt when facing the heavenly tribulation.
If you don't lick it, you'll die under the heavenly tribulation and turn into a pile of withered bones.
If you lick it, although you lose your dignity, you can achieve immortality, become a god, and even go to a more expansive higher-dimensional world.
Ice Emperor's throat bobbed violently.
She wanted to say she could refuse, but her body's instincts were screaming: I want to lick! Let me lick!
"Our proud far north is probably not even an ice cellar in that world."
Snow Emperor closed her eyes, and two lines of clear tears slid down her cheeks:
"We rule here as kings and tyrants, considering ourselves superior."
"Little did we know that in the eyes of the powerful in that world, we even had to fight for the right to be pets."
"Di Tian did not lose his dignity."
"He has won the future."
At this moment, the wind and snow in the far north seemed to intensify.
But in the hearts of Snow Emperor and Ice Emperor, if given the chance, they might kneel down even faster and lick their boots even more thoroughly than Di Tian.
...
On the other side, in the deep sea, in the area of the Demon Whale.
This is the deepest part of the ocean in the Douluo Continent, and also the darkest forbidden zone.
No light can penetrate this 10,000-meter-deep seawater; only terrifying water pressure and undercurrents surge within it.
This is where the true uncrowned king of Douluo Continent resides, the Deep Sea Demon Whale King, who is only one step away from becoming a god!
Rumble!!
At this moment, a terrifying undercurrent suddenly erupted from the originally calm seabed, instantly causing towering waves on the surface of the sea!
A huge, single eye suddenly opened in the darkness, emitting a scarlet and violent light, as if a blood moon had sunk into the sea.
"roar!!"
A roar suddenly pierced through the seawater, killing all the fish within a radius of a hundred miles!
"Why? Why?!"
The massive, island-like body of the Deep Sea Demon Whale King churned wildly on the seabed, each impact causing the underwater mountains to collapse and lava to erupt.
He intently used his spiritual power to perceive the scene on the sky, watching as Di Tian, who had once been on par with him in strength, or even slightly inferior, broke through the realm he had always dreamed of!
"I have cultivated for a full nine hundred and ninety thousand years!"
"It has devoured countless sea spirit beasts, and even a titled Douluo!"
"In order to become a god and transform into a dragon, I have to eke out a living in this dark and sunless seabed, and I must always be on guard against that damned sea god!"
"But what about Di Tian?!"
The voice of the Deep Sea Demon Whale King boomed like thunder, causing the entire Demon Whale Sea to tremble.
"He only went to that world to shovel poop for a few days! He only served someone a plate! He only licked a few drops of juice that others didn't want!!"
"He became a god, and possessed true dragon blood?!"
"How unjust is the way of Heaven!!"
"How absurd this world is!!"
At this moment, the Deep Sea Demon Whale King was consumed by jealousy.
He looked at the aloof Tian Ce Zi, and at the eight-star Dou Sheng who casually bestowed opportunities.
If the Snow Emperor and the Ice Emperor were still agonizing over dignity, then the Deep Sea Demon Whale King, a thorough pragmatist, had only one thought in his mind at this moment.
That is to replace it!
"If I were the one carrying the tray..."
The Deep Sea Demon Whale King stopped churning, its massive body hovering silently in the seawater, its single eye gleaming with a greedy light.
"I have a larger body than Di Tian, so I can do more work!"
"I have the ability to devour. I can lick those plates clean even more thoroughly than he did, leaving not a single crumb!"
"I'm not afraid of losing face! I am a demon! As long as I can become a god, as long as I can transform into a dragon..."
"Don't even mention licking the plate, I'd be willing to be the mount or footrest of that Ancient Void Dragon King!"
He hated himself for not being chosen by the heavens.
He hated himself even more for being a marine overlord in this low-dimensional Douluo Continent.
"Ocean overlord? Ha..."
The Deep Sea Demon Whale King glanced at his proud armor and cultivation level, and suddenly felt that they were nothing but a pile of trash.
"In that world, this body of mine would probably only be enough for a slightly more lavish seafood feast, right?"
"If only I could go to that Heavenly Palace..."
"I would give up my whale pearl, my very soul, just for a sip of that juice."
"Even just one bite would be nice..."
A long sigh echoed from the deep sea.
That was the despair of a behemoth that was only half a step away from becoming a god.
...
But soon, the scene in the sky changed again, switching to another scene.
Battle Through the Dimensions, establish a great dynasty.
The Imperial Garden of the Imperial Harem.
This is a forbidden area of the mortal dynasty, and also the place with the most abundant spiritual energy in the entire dynasty.
At this moment, the Imperial Garden was filled with the sounds of birdsong and the gentle breeze carrying fragrance.
The empress, dressed in a phoenix robe and exuding elegance, was enjoying flowers and tea in the garden with more than a dozen concubines.
At their feet lay either several docile fire foxes or coiled several colorful spirit snakes, all of which were their pet spirits.
In the very center of the crowd, a girl wearing a gold collar and a thin veil was kneeling trembling on the cold cobblestone ground.
It is none other than Ning Rongrong, the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect!
"Your Majesty, is this the otherworldly pet that Lord Shangzong sent over?"
A concubine dressed in a pink palace gown covered her mouth with a round fan, her eyes sweeping over Ning Rongrong with disdain.
"She has delicate skin and looks like a porcelain doll. But there's not a trace of Dou Qi on her body; she's as weak as a chick."
"Hehe, little sister, you are unaware of this."
The Empress picked up her teacup, took an elegant sip, and her eyes revealed a detached indifference that regarded human life as worthless.
"The Lord Shangzong said that although this thing is useless, it is obedient and rare. Keeping it as a fun pastime is not bad."
"Come here, little one."
The Empress extended her jade-like finger, adorned with crimson nail polish, and gently beckoned:
"I'll perform a talent for all the ladies."
"I heard you're some kind of support-type Spirit Master in that world? Show off your tower and give my Flame Cat some entertainment."
Upon hearing this, Ning Rongrong bit her lip, her eyes filled with tears of humiliation.
She is the apple of the eye of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect!
She was her father's precious treasure!
Now you're actually going to entertain a cat?
"I...I..."
Ning Rongrong wanted to refuse, but when she saw the Empress's suddenly cold eyes and the long whip gleaming with cold light in the hand of the guard beside her, she became afraid.
Having been dumped here like trash for the past few days, she has come to deeply understand the cruelty of this world.
If you don't obey, you won't get any food.
If you dare to resist, you will be beaten half to death, then healed by those magical potions, and then continue to be tortured.
"Waaah..."
While crying, Ning Rongrong stretched out her right hand, trembling, and circulated the pitifully weak soul power within her body.
"Seven treasures emerge... there is crystal..."
Buzz!
A magnificent seven-story pagoda appeared in her palm, radiating a seven-colored light.
In the Douluo Continent, this is a top-tier martial soul, a support artifact that all soul masters dream of.
However, here...
"Pfft!"
The surrounding concubines burst into laughter instantly.
"Hahaha! That's hilarious!"
The imperial concubine pointed at the small pagoda, laughing so hard she nearly fell over:
"Is this all she's capable of? Creating a light-up toy?"
"This light isn't even as bright as the luminous pearl in my palace!"
"Exactly! There's not a single energy fluctuation; it's good for nothing except looking pretty!"
Just then, the lazy second-tier magical beast, the Flame Cat, at the Queen's feet seemed to be blinded by the light of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda.
"Meow!!"
The Flame Cat squeaked in dissatisfaction, its fiery red fur bristling, and its figure transformed into a red afterimage as it pounced on Ning Rongrong in an instant!
"Ah! No!!"
Ning Rongrong screamed in terror, instinctively trying to use her soul power to defend herself.
However, a second-tier magical beast is equivalent to the peak of a Great Soul Master in the Douluo Continent, or even close to a Soul Venerable!
Moreover, it possesses terrifying fire-attribute attacks!
Ning Rongrong, a support-type Spirit Master, couldn't stop him even in his prime, let alone now.
Snap!
The Flame Cat slapped the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda with its paw.
The pagoda, which was hailed as the number one support martial soul in the world, was instantly smashed to pieces and vanished into specks of light!
Immediately afterwards, the cat's claws, still powerful, slashed hard across Ning Rongrong's face!
Sizzle!
"Aaaaaah!!!"
Ning Rongrong covered her face and fell to the ground, screaming and rolling around in agony.
Several deep, bone-revealing bloodstains stretched across her delicate face, dripping with blood!
"Oh dear, Xiao Hong, why are you so naughty?"
However, the Queen did not scold the Flame Cat. Instead, she lovingly picked it up and comforted it.
"Are your claws injured?"
"This is Lord Shangzong's pet. If it scratches its paws, I will be heartbroken."
As for Ning Rongrong, whose face was covered in blood?
In their eyes, it wasn't even as important as the cat's paw.
[end of the chapter]