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

Spirit Hall.

"Zhou Yi has reappeared?"

Qian Daoliu was slightly surprised to receive news of Zhou Yi. Although the Zhou family claimed Zhou Yi was in seclusion, based on his own analysis, Qian Daoliu suspected Zhou Yi had likely ascended to godhood.

After all, could anyone truly remain in seclusion for thirty years?

"This is better," Qian Daoliu muttered.

He didn't dwell on it. Martial Sect was already an unstoppable force, and whether Zhou Yi appeared or not had little impact on his current plans.

All his attention now was focused on Qian Renxue.

Her innate talent had not disappointed him.

There was a significant chance she could complete the Nine Angel Trials and become the Angel God.

"The day Xiaoxue attains godhood will be the day I avenge my past disgrace!"

Qian Daoliu's eyes shone with anticipation.

Although he was no match for Zhou Yi, he believed that the granddaughter he had nurtured would succeed where he could not.

"Zhou Yi, the Martial Ancestor?"

Qian Renxue was filled with curiosity. She had grown up hearing tales of Zhou Yi, a figure woven into legend. Her most revered grandfather's greatest obsession was defeating this man.

"Grandfather, don't worry—I will not let you down!"

"I will defeat Zhou Yi for you!"

With a firm oath in her heart, Qian Renxue's gaze turned resolute.

Clear Sky Clan.

After leaving the Zhou residence with his father, Tang Hao, Tang San hunted a 400-year-old Man-Faced Demon Spider and obtained its soul ring, greatly enhancing his cultivation.

Determined to wash away the shame of his defeat at the hands of Zhou Haoyue, Tang San threw himself into rigorous training with unparalleled fervor.

The Clear Sky Clan, once the greatest clan on the continent, was rich in resources. With these resources at his disposal, Tang San's cultivation advanced at a pace far beyond what he had achieved under Yu Xiaogang at the Notting City's Primary Soul and Martial Academy.

The clan elders, seeing Tang San's exceptional talent and self-created techniques, were elated and spared no effort in nurturing him, granting him anything he required.

Three years had passed since his defeat by Zhou Haoyue. Tang San was now nine years old, his cultivation having skyrocketed to the 36th rank.

In the martial path of this world, this equated to the sixth level of Martial Elder.

"Martial Ancestor Zhou Yi… Zhou Haoyue…"

Upon hearing of Zhou Yi's reappearance, Tang San remained composed. His eyes, however, burned with determination.

The next time they met, he vowed to defeat Zhou Haoyue.

"Could Zhou Yi have surpassed the bottleneck of Rank 100 during his long absence?"

Tang Chen, the elder of the Clear Sky Clan, pondered this question. Over the years, he had trained relentlessly but remained stuck at Rank 99, with no clue how to ascend to Rank 100.

"It seems I must meet Zhou Yi."

Tang Chen decided to visit Zhou Yi personally.

Hearing this, Tang San immediately expressed his desire to go as well.

After three years of arduous cultivation, he had been waiting for an opportunity to redeem himself. Defeating Zhou Haoyue would mark the end of his long-standing shame.

The elders of the Clear Sky Clan, aware of Tang San's tireless dedication over the past three years, were supportive.

"Alright, your great-grandfather will take you along!"

Tang Chen lovingly ruffled Tang San's hair and set off with Tang Hao and Tang San toward Martial God City.

Star Luo Empire, Zhu Family.

"The Martial Ancestor has returned?"

Zhu Fugui, the family patriarch, was visibly excited upon hearing the news.

"And what does that have to do with you?" Zhu Fugui's wife rolled her eyes in disdain, clearly puzzled.

What did the appearance of a figure like the Martial Ancestor have to do with their family?

"What do you know? Have you forgotten what the Martial Ancestor favors most?" Zhu Fugui responded cryptically.

"How would I know?" Zhu Fugui's wife snorted, feigning indifference.

She had no special connection to the Martial Ancestor, though she wouldn't have minded one.

But Zhu Fugui, too absorbed in his thoughts, missed her subtle expression. Lowering his voice, he said, "Why was our family financially strained thirty years ago?"

"Because… the Martial Ancestor took a wife?"

Realizing his implication, her eyes lit up.

"Are you suggesting marrying Zhu Zhuyun to the Martial Ancestor? But will it work?"

"It's worth a try. What's there to lose?" Zhu Fugui clenched his fist with determination. "It's just a pity that Zhu Zhuqing is still too young. Otherwise, with the beauty of the sisters, we'd have an even better chance!"

"Prepare generous gifts—we will pay our respects to the Martial Ancestor and bring Zhu Zhuyun along!"

His wife eagerly agreed and went to speak with Zhu Yun.

As Zhu Zhuqing's elder sister, Zhu Zhuyun had inherited their mother's outstanding genes, boasting an alluring figure and flawless curves.

"What? Marry the Martial Ancestor?"

Zhu Zhuyun's face flushed a delicate shade of red upon hearing her mother's words. Both surprised and delighted, she replied shyly,

"I'll leave everything to Mother's arrangement!"

"Good, good, good!"

Madam Zhu beamed with joy. "However, nothing has been decided yet. It all depends on the Martial Ancestor's intentions. This time, you'll accompany your father to pay respects to him. Make sure to present yourself well. I'm confident you'll earn the Martial Ancestor's favor!"

"Meeting the Martial Ancestor..."

Zhu Zhuyun's heart pounded like a drum, as though she were a village girl suddenly invited to meet a superstar she had admired since childhood.

Excitement.

Anxiety.

Nervousness.

Unease.

"Madam, the Crown Prince has arrived and wishes to see the eldest young lady!"

At that moment, a maid's voice rang out from beyond the door.

Both Madam Zhu and Zhu Zhuyun frowned.

"That Dai Weisi is like a persistent piece of sticky rice!" Zhu Zhuyun muttered under her breath.

Since Zhou Yi's emergence, Zhu Zhuyun harbored no feelings toward Dai Weisi, the Crown Prince of the Star Luo Empire.

Additionally, Zhu Fugui, her father, had intentions of marrying her into Zhou Yi's direct lineage to elevate the family's standing. Because of this, neither Zhu Zhuyun nor her sister Zhu Zhuqing were betrothed to the Dai Weisi or Dai Mubai brothers.

The Dai family, meanwhile, also sought to marry Zhou Yi's daughter to consolidate their royal power.

Thus—

The once long-standing marriage alliance between the two families crumbled in this generation of Dai Weisi, Dai Mubai, Zhu Zhuyun, and Zhu Zhuqing, with both sides harboring their own agendas.

"Zhuyun, since we haven't secured a connection with the Martial Ancestor yet, we can't afford to offend the royal family outright. Find an excuse to dismiss him!" Madam Zhu instructed.

"Yes, Mother. I understand."

Zhu Zhuyun nodded, stepped outside, and exchanged a few perfunctory words with Dai Weisi before feigning illness and sending him away.

"Vile woman!"

Dai Weisi stormed out of the Zhu family residence, his expression dark, fists clenched tightly.

"Damn it!"

"You'll regret this!"

"Well, what's gotten our Crown Prince so upset? That sour look really doesn't suit you."

At a corner of the estate, Dai Mubai stood with his arms crossed, his gaze filled with mockery. He naturally knew that Davis had been given the cold shoulder.

He was simply here to enjoy the spectacle.

After all, there could only be one emperor.

The brothers' relationship was closer to that of sworn enemies.

"Get lost!"

Dai Weisi snorted coldly and brushed past Dai Mubai, deliberately colliding with his shoulder.

Caught off guard and outmatched, Dai Mubai, still younger and weaker, was sent sprawling.

"Pathetic!"

Dai Weisi spat on the ground and stormed off in fury.

"Hmph!"

Dai Mubai picked himself up from the ground, his face clouded with anger. Inwardly, he vowed, "Just you wait. One day, I'll have you groveling beneath my feet!"

"Staying in Star Dou City is boring. I might as well explore. If I could win the heart of Martial Ancestor's daughter, I'd soar to the heavens!"

Dai Mubai contemplated and decided to visit Martial God City. At just over a decade old, he had already grown tall and broad-shouldered. With his golden hair and roguish charm, he had confidence in his ability to win over women.

Dai Weisi had also tried his hand at courting Martial Ancestor's daughter before. He had once witnessed a Soul Douluo—a forty-year-old expert—professing his love to Zhou Yufeng, only to be floored by a single kick from her.

"How dare you? Someone as weak as you dares to propose to me?" Zhou Yufeng's disdainful words still echoed.

"My ideal man might not surpass my father, but he must at least be a peerless prodigy. If you can't even defeat me, how dare you dream of being my partner?"

With that, Zhou Yufeng left gracefully.

The incident had terrified Dai Weisi, making him abandon his pursuit of Zhou Yufeng and shift his attention to Zhou Yuying instead. He deemed Zhou Yufeng too fierce—resembling her mother Liu Erlong, a veritable "mad dragon." Zhou Yuying, on the other hand, supposedly inherited her mother Ah Yin's gentle and refined temperament, making her a more approachable target. However, her reclusive nature made her hard to meet.

After wasting time pursuing various targets without success, Dai Weisi returned, only to find that Zhu Zhuyun, whom he believed belonged to him, had become distant. The Zhu family seemed intent on aligning with the Zhou family to elevate themselves.

Unwilling to give up, Dai Weisi frequently visited the Zhu family, hoping to reclaim what he considered his. Dai Mubai, however, believed in his own charm and planned to aim higher.

"The Martial Ancestor's daughters are too fierce; maybe his granddaughter would be more manageable..."

Martial God City.

Unbeknownst to the Zhu family's schemes, Zhou Yi was thoroughly immersed in his indulgent lifestyle. Reunited with Liu Erlong and others after many years, he was preoccupied with comforting them. Of course, he didn't neglect the Goddess of Life and the Goddess of Kindness either.

"You scoundrel!"

The Goddess of Life glared at Zhou Yi with beautiful, resentful eyes after sensing a divine power coursing through the backyard. She was accustomed to Zhou Yi's bullying, but his latest antics had taken her by surprise, revealing an entirely new dimension to his shamelessness.

"Rest well. I'll visit again soon," Zhou Yi said, sensing Tang Chen's approach and reluctantly leaving, though not before leaving the Goddess of Life with a mix of emotions.

"Destruction truly is a eunuch. With such a beauty by his side, how could he not understand how to enjoy her?" Zhou Yi thought, savoring the memory.

The Goddess of Life was exceptional, and her taste lingered in his mind. If not for Tang Chen's interruption, he wouldn't have left so soon. The Goddess of Kindness was equally captivating, though sadly wasted on someone like Evil.

"That man!" The Goddess of Life sighed in exasperation, her gaze lingering on Zhou Yi's retreating figure. He never knocked—always barging in unannounced, startling her every time.

"What a rogue!"

Outside the Zhou Residence.

For the first time, Tang San arrived at Martial God City and was utterly awestruck. The city's grandiosity left him breathless—it was hard to believe such a marvel could be human-made.

"If Zhou Yi can achieve this, so can I!" Tang San reassured himself, his confidence bolstered by his possession of the Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record.

"Today, I'll settle the score by defeating Zhou Haoyue and reclaiming my honor!"

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