Inwardly praising him, Tang San slowly raised his right hand, forefinger pointing at Oscarâs forehead. A drop of golden blue blood slowly seeped from his fingertip, and the Seagod Trident brand on his forehead flashed, a golden blue light enveloping Oscar. Soaking through his skin, it temporarily protected him from exploding.
But absorbing spirit rings necessarily relied on ones own strength, outside forces couldnât help him. Tang San also didnât plan to help him. Light flashed, and that drop of holden blue light on the tip of his finger was quietly imprinted on Oscarâs forehead. With just a flicker, that golden blue light merged into Oscar.
Just this one drop of blood actually seemed to exhaust Tang San. That was his godâs blood, it might just be one drop, but that was still extremely precious to a god. That Qian Renxue didnât bleed when her heart was pierced by Tang Sanâs Guanyin Tears was for this reason, a godâs vitality would be injured with just the loss of one drop of blood. In order to help Oscar, Tang San didnât spare his own vitality, he couldnât just watch Oscar explode, he deeply wished this brother of his success.
The Seagodâs Light withdrew, and the color of Oscarâs skin gradually faded while his expression calmed a lot. Even though he still trembled and spasmed, his crisis was already over.
One spirit ring after another appeared around him. Oscar had experienced the black level six trials on Seagod Island, and unlike Ning Rongrong he didnât gain any spirit ring cultivation, so consequently his first eight spirit rings were still two yellow, two purple, and four black. The ninth spirit ring was now vaguely taking shape, and the color as dark a red as blood indicated that Oscar had succeeded.
Tang San showed a faint smile. With the help of his drop of godâs blood, the power of gods was infused in Oscarâs body, nourishing his veins and muscles. In terms of physical strength, he was no longer weaker than the others. It was also just because of this that this last ninth spirit ring was successfully absorbed.
Finally, that illusory spirit ring slowly condensed, hanging highest above Oscar, intense spirit power fluctuations radiating from Oscar in waves, the presence of a hundred thousand year spirit ring making the atmosphere tremble.
The mist that Tang San pulled above his head fell perfectly straight down into Oscar, but different from how Tang San once used breathing techniques to absorb it, this mist was slowly assimilated into Oscar through his open pores. The spirit power after breaking through to the Title Douluo level erupted uncontrollably from within him, the surging presence making illusory energy waves pulse all around him.
In the history of the spirit master world, the very first food type Title Douluo had finally appeared.
Oscarâs trembling gradually stopped, the painful expression also gradually easing, his breathing calming. Every breath was drawn out, his body releasing faint pink light. Nine spirit rings glittered in turn, releasing dazzling light.
Success. Tang San showed a smile, then floated back ten meters.
Oscar slowly opened his eyes, his pupils now had a gem-like luster they didnât have before, and the presence he emanated slowly dwindled, one spirit ring after another blended into his body, transforming into a calm and gentle presence. He was even more handsome than before. Having reached Title Douluo, not only had his strength advanced another level, even his energies had transformed.
Just as Tang San thought Oscarâs ninth spirit ring formation was over, suddenly, a pink ray of light appeared out of nowhere in the sky, falling on Oscar. That light was extremely fast, and Tang San as Seagod had no chance of stopping it without warning. The pink light directly drilled into Oscarâs forehead, and his expression visibly froze. He seemed as motionless as a statue.
âNot good.â
Tang San was shocked, if there was a problem with his comradesâ advancement under his protection, how could he explain it to the others. He arrived next to Oscar in a blur, and surging golden blue light instantly enveloped him, and Tan San also directly placed his hand on Oscarâs forehead.
But, agaisnt all expectaions, as Tang San used his divine sense to examine Oscar, even after a while he didnât discover anything untoward. Frowning, Tang San couldnât help looking toward where that pink light appeared in the sky before.
Oscar had now already returned to his senses, his dull eyes once again becoming expressive, but now he was completely locked down by Tang Sanâs Seagod power and unable to budge.
Tang San withdrew a portion of his divine power, but still used his divine sense to check on Oscar, in order to avoid any accidents. But at the same time he also removed the fetters on Oscar.
âLittle Ao, are you fine?â
Tang San asked concerned.
Oscar stood sharply, suddenly laughing out loud,
âIâm fine, I couldnât be better. Little San, between us brothers, big brother wonât say any thanks.â
Tang San relaxed, Oscar was alright,
âJust now a ray of pink light appeared from the sky after you absorbed your ninth spirit rings and entered your forehead, did you sense anything?â
Oscar grinned, showing a mysterious expression,
âBrother, this is my just rewards.â
âHuh? Whatâs that mean?â
Tang San asked curiously. Ever since becoming Seagod he felt like he controlled everything, but what happened just now was outside his control, so how could he not be curious?
Oscar lowered his voice:
âJust as I absorbed the ninth spirit ring, that hundred thousand year spirit ring made me feel my strength shooting up, that really was marvellous. Itâs the first time i felt such absolute power. My spirit power should have reached rank ninety two, absorbing your Seagod power really was effective! It might be more effective on the others, after all, they should absorb a bit more. Then I felt a warm stream enter my forehead, and a very gentle voice echoed in my mind. He said that by becoming a food type Title Douluo, before age forty, I have the potential to inherit his divinity. I have to cultivate my spirit power to rank ninety nine, to naturally start the next step of the inheritance.â
Tang San stared,
âDivinity? That pink light was a god sending you information? ThisâŠâŠâ
Tang San really couldnât comprehend it, regardless of how he inherited the Seagod, Qian Renxue inherited the God of Angels, or his great grandfather worked for years to inherit the Asura God, all of it was based on divine sense left in the world, and they all triggered trials. But now that pink light dropped in on its own accord. That was a bit different from the circumstances he was familiar with. But from another point of view, that the pink light could hit Oscar while under his watch showed it was indeed god level.
Seeing Tang San deep in contemplation, Oscar smiled:
âLittle San, donât overthink it. Donât forget that big bro might be the first food type Title Douluo. Just this is unprecedented in history. Besides, this is the most crucial step of that godâs tests. Just becoming a food type Title Douluo, and being young and handsome, made him choose me! Haha, it seems Iâll have a chance at becoming god too. Even if it might take a while, at least I donât have to go look for divinity. Wahahahaha!â
Oscar laughed proudly, his excitement came from the heart. He had always been the weakest of the Shrek Seven Devils, even if his sausage support was pretty good, it still wasnât the same as Ning Rongrongâs Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda. In combat, even though he could rely on the mirror image sausage to use his comradesâ abilities, in a real duel he couldnât defeat anyone. Now that he suddenly had the attention of a god, how could he not be excited? He also didnât need to worry about whether he matched Ning Rongrong any more.
âLittle Ao, what god was it that called you?â
Tang San asked.
Oscar grinned:
âVery suitable, he said heâs the Food God. Haha, this big bro has a title now too, Just call me Food God Douluo. Isnât it elegant? Isnât it handsome?â
Food God? Tang San suddenly understood. It seemed that Oscarâs guess should be correct, becoming the first food type Title Douluo very likely was the Food Godâs first trial of inheritance, and also the most crucial one. If his comrades had hope for inheriting divinity, how could Tang San not be excited? Recalling what the Seagod said about being lonely, Tang San couldnât help smiling. It seemed even if he became a god, he still wouldnât be lonely. It would be nice if all of his comrades were as lucky as Oscar.
Just as Oscar was being excited, another ball of mist slowly dwindled, revealing the person inside. This mist held the youngest of the Shrek Seven Devils, Hell Civet Zhu Zhuqing.
A dazzling red spirit ring appeared over her, she had equally succeeded with her ninth spirit ring, and relying on a much stronger body than Oscar, and also stronger spirit power, the hundred thousand year spirit ring became her best result as a spirit master.
Seeing Zhu Zhuqing successfully absorb the spirit ring, Tang San and Oscar didnât look at her further, the two by chance both turning to study the sky, hoping to greet another light.
Only, facts proved that luck wasnât something that came when called, the sky remained quiet, without any signs of light showing up.
Zhu Zhuqing slowly opened her eyes, her black pupils as radiant as black pearls. The illusory feeling in her surroundings was much more distinct than Oscarâs, and as she stood, every movement gave people an illusory feeling, as if she was composed of a series of afterimages.
âLittle Ao, third brother, what are you looking at?â
Zhu Zhuqing looked somewhat curiously at Tang San and Oscar who were watching the sky, an couldnât resist asking curiously.
âEhâŠâŠ Nothing. Zhuqing, you succeeded too. How is it? What spirit power rank?â
Oscar and Tang San returned to their senses. They knew that luck wouldnât come again, and Oscar posed the question.
Zhu Zhuqing smiled slightly. Even though she was the youngest, she had a steady character, and her ice cold guard didnât exist towards her comrades,
âThanks to third brotherâs Seagod power and that Deep Sea Demon Whale energy, Iâm rank ninety three. It really is like reaching the sky in one bound. I never thought i could become Title Douluo before thirty.â
Tang San smiled:
âItâs good that you absorbed the spirit ring safely. Anyway, we Shrek Seven Devils have been treated as monsters for more than just a day or two. I still remember back when we just came to Shrek Academy, the teachers said that Shrek Academy only accepted monsters, not ordinary people. Only, even dean Flender might not have thought that the monsters he raised would be quite this monstrous.â
Oscar and Zhu Zhuqing couldnât help laughing.
Tang San asked:
âZhuqing, youâve now become a Title Douluo too. We donât need Spirit Hall to give us titles, what Title are you going to go by?â
Zhu Zhuqing thought, then said:
âTitles donât matter, just use my spiritâs name. Hell Douluo is fine.â
Oscar curled his lip:
âSo sinister! Zhuqing! Youâre a girl. Civet Douluo would be better.â
Zhuqing burst into giggles:
âLeave it, Sausage Douluo. Of course Iâll decide my own title. Iâm all sticky, Iâll go wash off first.â
Speaking, she turned and headed down the mountain.
âZhuqing, wait for me, I want to wash too. What Sausage Douluo, big broâs title is Food God, call me Food God Douluo.â
Oscar called resentfully as he followed Zhu Zhuqing. But with Zhu Zhuqingâs agility attack Title Douluo speed, how could he keep up? Zhu Zhuqing wasnât going to give him the chance to peep on her.
Looking after the two, Tang San couldnât help smiling and shaking his head. He really was too greedy, what happened to Oscar might be unique in the entire spirit master world, how could he hope for the same for all his friends? If that happened, then the gods really were too cheap. Only, for little Ao to cultivate to rank ninety nine would still be quite a journey. After all, he couldnât absorb any more spirit rings to help increase his spirit power, he could only rely on his personal strength alone. In this respect, he couldnât help him even as the Seagod. But fortunately he still wasnât yet thirty, he still had time. With Title Douluo level strength, living for a couple centuries was normal, he should be able to get to rank ninety nine. Once this was all over he would still stay with his comrades as much as possible, then whether until Oscar really accepted the Good Godâs inheritance or the others found divinity, he could still watch over tham. Tang San wouldnât allow what happened to his great grandfather Tang Chen to happen to his friends.
While Tang San was pondering, his divine sense suddenly twitched, and his gaze immediately turned towards a ball of mist. The mist suddenly rose, unexpectedly changing shape. The originally round ball of mist now suddenly folded over itself, stretched higher, slowly taking another shape.
That was the appearance of a pagoda, so vivid and lifelike that Tang San could tell whose mist it was without using divine sense,
âIt seems Rongrong has absorbed her ninth spirit ring too.â
A strange scene took shape on top of the Seagod Mountain. The pagoda formed from mist gradually brightened, and as the mist quietly disappeared, what appeared there wasnât Ning Rongrong, but rather a nearly seven meters tall giant pagoda. Nine colored light roamed across it, resplendent in the sunlight. Each level of the pagoda had fences carved from jade, sparkling and gem-like creating a strange scene on the mountain top. Even the seven sacred Seagod guardian Douluo stared dully.
Tang San nodded to himself. Ning Rongrongâs Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda had finally formed. Back when he gave her the immortal herbs, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda became the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, and now that she possessed this ninth spirit ring, her Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda was truly complete.
Sure enough, nine spirit rings appeared in succession, and the last one was also a red hundred thousand year spirit ring. The giant Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda began to turn illusory, Ning Rongrong vaguely becoming visible sitting upright within. Only, compared to Oscar and Zhu Zhuqing she didnât seem to be in any difficulty, at least there were no signs of sweat or blood, solemn and stately with a smile on her face, her originally already remarkable beauty now with a somewhat hallowed sense.
The Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagodaâs light gradually dwindled, the shape also gradually shrinking, returning to its original size, hovering in front of Ning Rongrong. Just as Tang San was going to step forward and congratulate Ning Rongrong on absorbing her ninth spirit ring, suddenly, a thunderclap reverberated in the sky.
Tang San looked distracted. The sky was clear! Why was there thunder?
Next, a ray of nine-colored light fell from the sky, hitting the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda floating in the air. Immediately, the resplendent Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda flashed, a dazzling pillar of light shot straight up, transforming the sky.
Vaguely, a giant image floated in midair, completely clear, showing a woman dressed in nine colored clothing, smiling, she gave a small salute in Tang Sanâs direction, then her lips moved in Ning Rongrongâs direction, as if saying something.
Tang San silently wiped non-existent sweat from his forehead, thinking to himself, Whatâs up with today? Donât tell me we Shrek Seven Devils are reincarnations of monsters, with divinities dropping in of their own accord. Without question, the image in the sky came from a divinityâs divine sense. Even though it didnât feel as powerful as the Seagod, Angel God or Asura God, it definitely was a divinity.
Two divinities coming calling in one day to hand over their inheritance, if others learned about it, it might cause an uproar in the spirit master world. He wondered how widely Oscar would be smiling while washing now. Even if he became a god, Rongrong could still be together with him.
Thinking of this, Tang San couldnât resist glancing over at Xiao Wu, secretly resolving that no matter how he had to do it, he would find Xiao Wu a divinity to inherit too. When he went to the divine world, he could bring her too.
A wind blew, and the goddess in nine colors faded. The Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda in front of Ning Rongrong also landed in her hand. A bit perplexed, she opened her eyes. Seeing Tang San sitting not far in front of her, she hurriedly leapt up,
âThird brother, just now that one called Nine Color Goddess told me to inherit her divinity or whatever. I only have to wait until I reach rank ninety nine to advance the trials. Is this for real?â
In the Shrek Seven Devils, the one Ning Rongrong loved the most was Oscar, but the one she trusted most was her third brother. If she had a question she would of course find him first.
Tang San grinned:
âCongratulations, Rongrong, it should be real. Youâll have to work hard. At rank ninety nine, with third brother watching out for you, you can definitely pass the Nine Color Goddessâ trials.â
Ning Rongrong blinked, then unexpectedly shook her head, speaking in a low voice:
âNo need, I donât want to inherit any divinity.â
Tang San stared blankly,
âRongrong, why? Do you know how many Title Douluo spend their lives searching for divinity without gaining anything? Even my great grandfather was the same, even as a peak power. Now that divinity comes calling, whyâŠâŠ.â
Ning Rongrong suddenly grew alert, looking all around, she discovered that the place where Oscar sat was already empty. Looking all around again, she didnât find a trace of Oscar, and hurriedly asked:
âThird brother, Oscar?â
Tang San smiled:
âLittle Ao already absorbed the spirit ring and went to wash up. Heâll be back in a while. Why? Are you this worried when heâs out of your sight?â
Nign Rongrong seemed to heave a sigh of relief, walking over to Tang San and whispering in his ear:
âThird brother, can you promise me something?â
Tang San was a bit astounded.
âWhat, Rongrong? Why so strange?â
Ning Rongrong whispered:
âThird brother, donât tell Oscar about the divinity coming just now. Even though he appears dissolute, heâs actually very proud. It was the same back when he courted me, and now that weâre finally together, if he finds out I was chosen by a divinity, he might start feeling inferior again. I donât want those five years to happen again. So, you absolutely canât tell him!â
Tang San now understood what Ning Rongrong meant, and looked at her with not quite a smile:
âIn other words, you giving up on inheriting this divinity, is for little Aoâs sake?â
Ning Rongrongâs face was scorching hot under Tang Sanâs gaze, and softly nodded.
Tang San rubbed Ning Rongrongâs head, sighing softly:
âRongrong, you really have grown up. Now thinking back of that great little ladyâs arrogance back when we first met, I still feel itâs inconceivable. No wonder even the Nine Color Goddess came for you. However, youâre sure you wonât accept her inheritance in the future?â
Ning Rongrong stubbornly nodded,
âIf I canât be with my beloved, then whatâs the point of becoming a god. Third brother, you have to promise me to keep this secret.â
Tang San laughed out loud:
âYou said it yourself, you canât regret it. Little Ao, you heard Rongrong. Do as you see fit.â
âAh?â
Ning Rongong was shocked, turning around, just seeing Oscar sneakily step crawl out from below the mountain. Only, the expression in his eyes was extremely strange, dully looking at her, slowly walking over step by step, his eyes glistening with a moist light.
Ning Rongrong turned her head to look at Tang San again, her eyes reddening,
âThird brother, how could you do this? You knew full well he was coming, why didnât you stop me from speaking? YouâŠâŠâ
At the same time she fiercely ran towards Oscar, reaching him in a few steps, taking the initiative to fall into his arms, hugging him tightly, speaking softly:
âLittle Ao, donât, donât misunderstand. I didnât mean to hide it from you. Donât worry, I definitely wonât go inherit that divinity. In the future I will always be together with you, Once the war with the Spirit Empire is over, Iâll marry you, ok?â
Oscar looked down, dully watching Ning Rongring in his arms, his throat seeming to choke on something, unable to produce a word.
âLittle Ao, donât scare me. Strength isnât everything in life, besides, weâre both Title Douluo now! Answer me, once the war is over, marry me, ok?â
Ning Rongrong was already crying, tears flowing down her charming face.
âRongrongâŠâŠâ
Oscar suddenly fiercely pulled Ning Rongrong close,
âI will, of course I will. Youâre mine, mine forever. Rongrong, you really are good to me.â
At a time like this, the always clever Oscar could only manage blunt words like this. Looking at them, Tang San was full of smiles, his gentle gaze turning to his lover, thinking, Xiao Wu, when that time comes, weâll also marry like them, ok?
Ning Rongrong got Oscarâs answer, then relaxed a lot, taking the initiative to kiss him. Oscar of course wouldnât let such a good chance pass, and the two started kissing as if nobody else was present.
Ning Rongrong was always shy, and was very rarely intimate with Oscar in front of others, let alone such a completely unrestrained kiss.
âCough coughâŠâŠ Are you planning on making a public show?â
Zhu Zhuqingâs clear and cool somewhat bantering voice came from the side. She had also washed off and changed clothes before returning.
Lips parting, Ning Rongrong shyly buried her head against Oscarâs chest,
âItâs all your fault, all your fault, now theyâre laughing at us.â
Oscar laughed out loud:
âYes, yes, blame me, itâs my fault. But, Rongrong, in the future you definitely have to take that Nine Color Goddessâ inheritance.â
âWhat?â
Ning Rongrong looked up at Oscar, her just relieved expression suddenly concerned again;
âLittle Ao, donât be like that, I said Iâll never leave you.â
Oscar grinned,
âAnd because you wonât leave me, you have to inherit the Nine Color Goddessâ divinity! Eh, little San didnât have time to tell you, just now, one step ahead of you, I also had a god come calling. Heâs called the Food God.â
Ning Rongrong stared dully at Oscar, blinking, then she turned to look at Tang San, who looked innocently back at her:
âItâs not that I didnât say it, but that youâre too anxious, you didnât give me a chance to speak! Little Ao is the first Title Douluo food type spirit master, so heâs favored by the Food God in the divine world. Didnât I just ask you if you really were sure you wouldnât accept the Nine Color Goddessâ inheritance?â
âYou, both of you, just die.â
Ning Rongrong now woke up to the realization, no wonder Tang San would let Oscar hear what she said, and even called Oscar out. She really was in a mess.
Pink fists rained down on Oscar, but he just let her hit, always smiling. Originally he shouldnât have heard what Ning Rongrong told Tang San before, at that time he was still heading back up the mountain, but Tang San passed Ning Rongrongâs words to him through his divine sense. For his sake, Ning Rongrong was willing to give up on becoming a god, how could Oscar not be touched? In his heart, the traces of their past misunderstandings were now completely obliterated. He only held boundless love for Rongrong.
âRongrong, I love you.â
Oscar gazed emotionally at his incensed lover.
Ning Rongrong paused, no longer punching, then fiercely threw herself against Oscarâs chest, crying loudly.
Zhu Zhuqing walked over to Tang San whispering:
âThird brother, you really are rotten. Scheming against Rongrong like that.â
Tang San laughed out loud:
âThis isnât related to me, itâs all on little Ao. If he told Rongrong he was also watched by the Food God as soon as he appeared, she naturally wouldnât misunderstand. Let them deal with their own business.â
Zhu Zhuqing smiled:
âWe really have to congratulate them, getting the attention of gods at the same time, this is even luckier than you getting the Seagod trials!â
Tang San said:
âThis is also the result of their own effort. Whether Ning Rongrongâs Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda or little Aoâs food type spirit, you know how difficult it is to cultivate to Title Douluo. On the entire continent, a lot of gods should have left behind their marks. Now everyone has Title Douluo level strength, and weâre all still so young. Once the war is over and weâve crushed the Spirit Empire, later on we can go touring to cultivate, while looking for other divinity traces. I believe the day will come when all us Shrek Seven Devils can meet in the divine world.â
Just as Tang San spoke, suddenly, a resonant phoenix cry reverberated, the entire mountaintop turning scorching hot. The mist around Ma Hongjun instantly turned scarlet, and then an enormous fire phoenix soared up, Turning into pure golden ray of light in the sky.
At the head of the light was a ten meter long phoenix with wings unfolded, altogether seven heads looking around. The flame energy he radiated tinted the entire sky faintly red.
Fatty succeeded too.â
Tang Sna raised his head to look at the phoenix with nine elated heads in the sky, unconsciously feeling even a bit happier.
Ma Hongjunâs last spirit ring was also red, not quite distinct against his phoenix flames. But from the explosive energy he emanated, Tang San could tell that Ma Hongjunâs strength was now extremely high, especially the burst power of the phoenix flames might even equal rank ninety five spirit masters.
But facts also proved that luck wouldnât always favor the Shrek Seven Devils. Ma Hongjun also didnât gain the appreciation of any god on becoming Title Douluo. He spread his wings, flying three full circles in the sky before landing. His flames dwindled in midair, and he turned back into human form. The stains on him were already completely burned off by that scorching hot phoenix flame. Before landing, Ma Hongjun took out a long robe to cover himself, still in high spirits, hardly hiding the pride he felt.
âWahaha, rank ninety three, Rongrong, Zhuqing, big bro is rank ninety three, amazing! Phoenix Douluo descends! Hahahahaâ!â
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Ning Ringrong had already calmed down a lot, and she unhappily shot Ma Hongjun a glare,
âWhatâs rank ninety three? Luckily youâre still a power attack type spirit master, and have a first rate Phoenix spirit to boot, arenât you embarrassed your spirit power isnât even as high as mine? Iâm rank ninety four.â
âEhâŠâŠâ
Fatty said resentfully:
âDonât attack me, ok? You have the worldâs number one support type spirit, and your foundation is better than mine too, your spirit power has always been higher than mine. It seems you all succeeded. From here on call me Phoenix Douluo, thank you.â