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

"The Martial Ancestor has arrived!"

As Ma Hongjun struggled to contain himself, an exclamation suddenly erupted from the crowd, followed by a wave of astonished murmurs.

Zhou Yi, the Martial Ancestor, appeared, leading Zhu Zhuyun, whose face was covered with a red veil, while Zhu Zhuqing walked beside her as the bridesmaid.

Seeing Zhou Yi, Ma Hongjun felt the evil fire within him instantly subside.

"Martial Ancestor…"

Countless curious, awestruck, reverent, and fanatical gazes fixed upon Zhou Yi.

"So, this is the Martial Ancestor?"

Ning Rongrong's eyes brightened, her gaze suddenly entranced.

The people of Douluo Continent matured quickly, and at Ning Rongrong's age, idolizing someone was natural. Zhou Yi's unmatched appearance, aura, and strength perfectly embodied every young girl's fantasy.

Especially given Zhou Yi's charm, which seemed to exceed all possible limits. Even experienced women found him irresistible, let alone naive young girls.

"Oh my heavens, the Martial Ancestor is so handsome!"

The girls from Skywater Academy, including Shui Bing'er, Shui Yue'er, and Xue Wu, were stunned, their eyes glazing over as they stared at Zhou Yi. They had grown up hearing tales of the Martial Ancestor, imagining his appearance countless times and even seeing portraits of him.

But seeing Zhou Yi in person left them completely mesmerized.

They weren't the only ones.

Nearby, Dugu Yan, Ye Lingling, Meng Yiran, and others reacted similarly.

Being handsome truly allowed one to do as they pleased.

"The girls next door have grown up…"

Feeling the fiery, infatuated gazes of the young women around him, Zhou Yi's divine sense easily encompassed the entire scene, and he instantly discerned everyone's identities.

Although many were still young, Zhou Yi had time. In a few years, they would be ready. Moreover, the women were of various ages, so he planned to start with the older ones, taking it step by step—perfectly.

In high spirits, Zhou Yi completed the wedding ceremony with Zhu Zhuyun and casually greeted a few important guests before eagerly retreating to his chambers. Given his current strength and status, there was no need for prolonged socializing. Even briefly acknowledging the guests was already a show of respect.

Drinking with them? Impossible. Spending the night with his bride was far more enticing.

"When I become a Titled Douluo, I want to marry a woman every month like the Martial Ancestor and be a newlywed every night!"

Watching Zhou Yi leave in haste, clearly heading for the bridal chamber, Ma Hongjun's eyes were filled with envy as he set a small goal for himself.

"Pfft!" Dai Mubai sprayed his drink, laughing as he said, "Fatty, you should just go to sleep and dream. Everything's possible in your dreams!"

"Titled Douluo?" Dai Mubai continued. "Even though the Martial Sect's emergence makes Titled Douluos seem less impressive, they're still extremely rare. For instance, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, one of the continent's top three sects, only has a single Titled Douluo. Even I don't dare to dream of reaching that level."

"What's wrong with the headmaster?" Oscar interrupted, pointing towards Flender, who sat drinking sullenly in a corner.

"Looks like heartbreak. Could it be that the dean has feelings for Zhu Zhuyun?" Ma Hongjun speculated in a hushed tone.

"Think with your rear end! That's impossible!" Dai Mubai retorted, giving Ma Hongjun a disdainful look. Then, lowering his voice, he added, "I once heard a rumor that the headmaster, Yu Xiaogang, and Liu Erlong adventured together in their youth…"

As they spoke, Yu Xiaogang approached Flender and sat beside him, silently accompanying him with a drink.

"Boss Dai, are you saying the headmaster…likes Liu…"

Ma Hongjun wanted to say Liu Erlong but remembered how Liu Erlong's daughter, Zhou Yufeng, had smashed his teeth with a punch last time. Fear flickered across his face, and he swallowed his words.

But everyone understood his implication.

"That's right. I remember now. The headmaster called out 'Erlong' that day when he saw her," Oscar recalled.

"Looking at the headmaster's horse-like face, it's no wonder he couldn't compete with the Martial Ancestor!" Ma Hongjun sighed.

"Forget the headmaster's face. Even with my handsome looks, I doubt I could rival the Martial Ancestor!" Oscar said, stroking his chin narcissistically.

"Tch!" Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun both gave him the middle finger.

…

Night fell, and stars filled the sky.

Bathed in moonlight, Zhou Yi gently pushed open the door to his room. Seeing his bride sitting by the bed, he quietly closed the door behind him.

The sound startled Zhu Zhuyun, and her heart raced. She was nervous and shy, having only met Zhou Yi once before.

Walking to the bedside, Zhou Yi lifted the veil, revealing a delicate, beautiful face filled with nervous anticipation. He gently took her soft hand, caressing her smooth, tender skin, and smiled warmly.

"Don't call me Martial Ancestor. Call me husband," he said softly.

"H…husband…" Zhu Zhuyun stammered, her face flushing deeper.

Her shyness was endearing and heart-stirring.

Zhou Yi, like an experienced hunter, exercised patience. Instead of rushing, he poured two glasses of wine and handed one to her. The drink warmed her body, making her cheeks even redder.

Under the flickering flames of the dragon-phoenix candles, their shadows danced, and the wax dripped like tears down the candle's body.

Gently pulling Zhu Zhuyun into his arms, Zhou Yi began teaching her martial arts, helping her relax. The techniques started from the basics of Dali's Solitary Yang Finger, progressing to profound skills. Zhu Zhuyun, with only basic martial knowledge, was completely captivated by Zhou Yi's mastery.

Lingxi Finger.

One Sword to Part the World.

Dragon God Arts.

Divine Phantom Movement Technique.

Facing Zhou Yi's endless display of exquisite techniques, Zhu Zhuyun, a novice, had no chance of resistance. Like a hapless maiden before an overwhelming foe, she was utterly subdued.

The moon set, and the stars faded. A sliver of dawn pierced the darkness, heralding a new day.

Looking at the sleeping Zhu Zhuyun in his arms, her delicate face flushed and stained with lingering tears, Zhou Yi sighed. She wouldn't be waking up anytime soon.

He applied the Nine Flower Jade Dew Balm to her wounds before turning his attention to the system rewards.

Zhu Zhuyun's rewards included two items:

Mastered Nine Suns Divine Skill

A Bottle of Boundary Breaking Pills (10 pills)

"Not bad!" Zhou Yi remarked.

While the Nine Suns Divine Skill didn't significantly enhance his current strength, it enriched his martial foundation and heritage. However, the Boundary Breaking Pills were invaluable, especially for his extensive family.

Though Zhou Yi had previously crafted some basic pills for overcoming bottlenecks, they weren't as effective, especially for higher cultivation levels. The Boundary Breaking Pills, even at Rank 99, could nearly guarantee advancement to Rank 100.

Moreover, Zhou Yi had another surprise—Zhu Zhuyun being his thirtieth woman triggered a special milestone reward: a Grand Gift for Thirty Women.

"Open the gift!" Zhou Yi commanded with anticipation.

-------

Want to read ahead of schedule?

Join here: patreon.com / igotneonlight

There are more than 100 advance chapters available for you!