Dou Qi Continent.
Zhou Mansion.
The hall was bustling with voices, filled with clinking glasses and lively chatter.
Xiao Yan, drinking heavily, wore a gloomy expression. The thought of his goddess soon belonging to another man filled his heart with indescribable pain.
In the bridal chamber, lanterns and decorations bathed the room in a brilliant red glow, signifying joy and celebration.
Unaware of Xiao Yan's turmoil, Zhou Yi entered the room, his heart soaring. He stepped toward the delicate figure seated at the bedside and reached out to lift the red bridal veil.
Clad in a crimson wedding gown, the young girl was a vision of elegance and beauty. The soft glow of the candlelight enhanced her ethereal charm. A gentle breeze caused her waist-length, dark hair to ripple, while the red sash wrapped around her slender figure accentuated her graceful silhouette.
"Lord Zhou Emperor."
On the bed, the girl's exquisite face blushed faintly. Her pearly white teeth lightly bit her alluring red lips, and her autumn-water eyes shimmered with a mixture of shyness and anticipation as they met Zhou Yi's gaze.
From this day forward, this man would be her husband.
"Xun'er, call me 'Husband.'"
Zhou Yi sat beside her and pulled her soft, delicate body into his embrace.
Feeling the heat in Zhou Yi's gaze, Xun'er's fair cheeks turned an even deeper shade of red. Nervously clutching the hem of her gown, she hesitated before murmuring in a shy voice:
"H-Husband…."
"It's getting late. Let's share this cup and rest early."
Zhou Yi picked up two wine cups and handed one to Xun'er.
Taking the cup with her dainty hands, her face burned even hotter. She knew very well what would happen after drinking this wine…
Her ample chest rose and fell with barely restrained tension. Though she forced a composed expression, her heart pounded wildly, like a startled deer leaping through the woods.
Nervous. Anxious. Yet, within it all, a touch of anticipation.
After all, this was her first time.
Unlike Zhou Yi, who had seen many battles and handled every situation with ease.
As he downed his drink, Zhou Yi casually tossed the cup aside. The crisp sound of the shattering glass marked an unspoken signal.
"Please be gentle, my husband," Xun'er whispered, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment, lips trembling slightly.
Without hesitation, Zhou Yi scooped her up.
He understood all too well—a woman's words were often contrary to her true desires.
A plea for gentleness was, in fact, an invitation for passion.
…
In a luxurious chamber within the main hall, five of the eight ancient masters of the Tianxuan Continent gathered, an uncommon occasion for a drink together.
"Emperor Zhou is quite the romantic."
Flame Master twirled his wine cup with a smirk.
They had long heard of Zhou Yi's exploits—his fondness for beauty and his enthusiasm for marriage. But even knowing that, they had not expected him to be this devoted.
In just a few years, he had already wed dozens of women.
Their master, the Symbol Ancestor, had died a bachelor.
"Less gossip about the Emperor Zhou," the Darkness Master warned, her jet-black eyes flashing a subtle reminder.
After all, with Zhou Yi's strength, overhearing their conversation would be effortless.
If he took offense…
Well, that would be disastrous.
"Hmm… I wonder where our little junior sister is now?" Flame Master quickly changed the topic.
He had always admired the Ice Master, but alas, it was a one-sided longing. She had never reciprocated his feelings.
After the first great war of the heavens and earth, the Ice Master had been gravely wounded and entered reincarnation. To this day, they had no idea where she had been reborn.
"Indeed, we still have no news of our senior sister either," Space Master sighed.
Among the Eight Ancient Masters, only five remained. Besides their junior sister, the Ice Master, there was also their senior sister, the Death Master, and the most powerful of them all—the Devour Master.
But the Devour Master had perished entirely in the first great war, burning away his reincarnation cycle in the process.
At this thought, the room grew heavy with sorrow.
Meanwhile, Zhou Yi was in exceptionally high spirits.
He had claimed Xun'er's First Blood.
Gazing at her sleeping form, he felt immense satisfaction.
[Reward One: Immortal-Binding Rope, a lower-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure.]
[Reward Two: Mirror Lake Cottage Copy Card.]
"As expected of Xiao Yan's official heroine—the rewards are excellent. Another Innate Spiritual Treasure acquired!"
Zhou Yi flipped his palm, revealing a golden rope—the Immortal-Binding Rope.
Testing its weight in his hand, he found himself quite fond of it.
As for the second reward…
"Mirror Lake Cottage… Is this a sign for me to look after Old Duan's lover?"
A smirk played on Zhou Yi's lips as a certain enchanting and mischievous woman surfaced in his mind.
One had to admit—Old Duan had great taste in women.
The infamous Cao Thief would approve!
Not dwelling on it further, Zhou Yi glanced at Xun'er, whose tear-streaked face hinted at the trials of the night. Gently tucking the blanket over her, he silently left the room.
Fastening his belt, he stretched, feeling utterly refreshed.
With a flicker of thought, the Immortal-Binding Rope transformed into a golden belt around his waist.
Feeling pleased, he strode toward the next chamber.
His second stop—Cao Ying.
Inside the room, Cao Ying sat gracefully on the bed, her tall and slender frame exuding an air of aloofness. Clad in red bridal attire, she carried an inherent cold elegance.
Her skin was like freshly fallen snow, her cascading dark hair resting effortlessly upon her fragrant shoulders.
Lifting the bridal veil, Zhou Yi took in her sharp yet delicate features. Her slender, phoenix-like eyes held a lazy yet seductive charm, brimming with enchantment.
"Husband," Cao Ying murmured, her long lashes fluttering as she gazed up at him, her voice tinged with allure.
"Ying'er," Zhou Yi called, raising the wedding cup.
After their ceremonial drink, he lifted her into his arms.
Time was precious.
The night was short.
Not a moment could be wasted.
[Reward One: Ninth-Grade Alchemist Experience Card.]
[Reward Two: Dou God Bloodline Purification Card.]
"Not bad. The first one is perfect for Cao Ying, and the second can strengthen Xun'er's Dou God bloodline."
Satisfied, Zhou Yi left Cao Ying's sleeping form behind and moved on.
Next was Fenghuang.
A mature and alluring beauty, Fenghuang exuded an intoxicating charm.
[Reward: Phoenix Essence Blood.]
"Oh? Is this reward prepared just for her?"
Zhou Yi chuckled inwardly. This Phoenix Essence Blood was the same as the one given to Feng Qing'er as a reward before.
It was the essence blood of the supreme divine beast, the Phoenix, from the Great Thousand World.
Zhou Yi gave it to Fenghuang as well.
As the essence blood merged into her body, Fenghuang suddenly awoke. Her delicate face, already flushed, grew even rosier, and her gaze toward Zhou Yi shimmered with deep emotion.
She naturally understood what Zhou Yi had given her.
Phoenix Essence Blood.
Ever since she saw Feng Qing'er receive it, she had envied her immensely.
And now, she finally had her own.
"Husband, thank you!"
Even for someone of her strength as a Dou Saint, this drop of Phoenix Essence Blood was a priceless treasure.
Her potential had originally reached its limit.
But with this drop of Phoenix Essence Blood, reaching the Nine-Star Dou Saint realm was no longer a mere dream; she might even have the chance to ascend to the supreme realm of Dou God!
"Come, let me help you."
"Mm."
Fenghuang wrapped her fair arms around Zhou Yi's neck, actively cooperating.
She naturally knew the method Zhou Yi would use to help her refine the blood.
After all, Zhou Yi had just taught her the Yin-Yang Creation Technique.
She was diligent and eager to learn, and with Zhou Yi's close guidance, she had already grasped the basics of this divine technique.
Now, with the two of them cultivating together, there was no longer any hindrance.
The immense power of the Phoenix Essence Blood rapidly fused into Fenghuang's body, causing her cultivation, originally at the late Two-Star Dou Saint realm, to soar.
After all, the Dou Qi system required no comprehension of laws or concepts.
One only needed to accumulate Dou Qi.
Once the cultivation level was sufficient, comprehension would come naturally.
For instance, upon advancing to the Dou Venerate realm, one would naturally grasp the ability to manipulate space.
Three-Star Dou Saint!
Mid Three-Star Dou Saint!
Late Three-Star Dou Saint!
Four-Star Dou Saint!
Fenghuang had leaped from late Two-Star Dou Saint directly to Four-Star Dou Saint, effectively advancing from the early Dou Saint stage to the mid-stage in one step—a leap akin to transcending from the First Reincarnation Cycle to the Second in the Martial Universe World.
Zhou Yi did not conceal Fenghuang's advancing aura.
The surging energy fluctuations of her breakthrough immediately startled the countless guests who had come to offer their congratulations.
"This... this is Lady Fenghuang's aura!"
The Darkness Master immediately recognized the aura of the one breaking through, his pitch-black eyes filled with astonishment.
"So fast!"
"She actually jumped from late Two-Star Dou Saint to Four-Star Dou Saint in one go! That's equivalent to transcending the Second Reincarnation Cycle!"
The Masters of Space and Primordial Chaos, along with others, were aghast. They were also peerless geniuses, trained under masters like the Symbol Ancestor.
Yet when they had advanced from the First to the Second Reincarnation Cycle, it had been a journey fraught with hardships and near-death experiences.
"It seems Emperor Zhou has given a drop of Phoenix Essence Blood to Fenghuang."
Th Darkness Master spoke.
The tale of Feng Qing'er's rapid advancement had long spread far and wide, and everyone knew Zhou Yi had gifted her with a drop of Phoenix Essence Blood from a divine beast that surpassed even the Dou God realm.
"A divine beast's essence blood that surpasses the Dou God realm..."
The Masters of Flame and Thunder were filled with emotion. The Dou God realm was already an unattainable peak for them.
They could hardly imagine what kind of terrifying existence surpassed the Dou God realm.
And yet, Zhou Yi possessed such essence blood.
In this moment, Zhou Yi became even more unfathomable and awe-inspiring in their eyes.
The powerful Dou Saints from the Sky Demon Phoenix Clan—Huang Tian, Kun Huang, and Ying Huang—were all filled with envy. They could only lament that they had not been born as women.
Otherwise, they would have all married Zhou Yi already!
After all, this was Phoenix Essence Blood from a divine beast that surpassed the Dou God realm!
Boom!
Just then, a resounding phoenix cry echoed through the sky, drawing everyone's eyes upward. A colossal phoenix phantom emerged in the heavens.
It was the supreme divine beast Phoenix of the Great Thousand World.
Even though it was only a projection, the divine pressure emanating from it was as overwhelming as a towering mountain, making even the strongest warriors feel an unbearable weight upon them.
"So powerful!"
"As expected of a divine beast that surpasses the Dou God realm!"
"Terrifying!"
The Darkness Master, the Space Maste , the Flames Master, Gu Yuan, and countless others gazed at the celestial projection with awe and profound admiration.
"Emperor Zhou is truly a deity among men!"
…
The next day.
The sun had risen high in the sky.
Golden light illuminated the land.
"Who is the first to awaken from a grand dream? Only I know my own life."
Zhou Yi slowly opened his eyes.
Beside him, Xun'er and Cao Ying had long since awoken, gazing at him with infatuated eyes.
As they woke, they immediately felt great transformations within themselves.
Gu Xun'er discovered that her cultivation had soared, and the purity of her Dou God bloodline had significantly increased.
Meanwhile, Cao Ying realized she had become a Ninth-Tier Alchemist.
She had dreamt of advancing from a Fifth-Tier Alchemist to a Ninth-Tier Alchemist overnight, as though guided by divine intervention.
Yet upon waking, she found that it had not been a dream.
She had truly become a Ninth-Tier Alchemist.
This revelation left both Gu Xun'er and Cao Ying shocked yet overjoyed. They knew it was all thanks to Zhou Yi.
He could not only grant them complete fulfillment and bliss but also effortlessly elevate their strength.
What woman could possibly resist such a man?
Fenghuang had obtained the Phoenix Essence Blood, a matter that needed no further elaboration.
Thus.
The two women eagerly and passionately expressed their gratitude to Zhou Yi.
With all their heart and soul.
Afterward.
News of Cao Ying's ascension to a Ninth-Tier Alchemist and Gu Xun'er's purified Dou God bloodline spread quickly, bringing immense joy to both the Cao Clan and the Gu Clan.
Even the Gu Yuan's face lit up with boundless delight.
That afternoon.
Zhou Yi left his room, adjusted his golden Immortal Binding Rope belt with satisfaction, and made his way to a vacant lake in the backyard.
He took out the Mirror Lake Cottage Copy Card.
The card transformed into a streak of light, plunging into the lake, and in the next instant, a Mirror Lake Cottage materialized.
As Zhou Yi stepped inside, he was immediately met with the sight of four startled women emerging.
Two mature, two youthful.
Each uniquely charming in her own right, exuding different shades of beauty and allure.
They were none other than Ruan Xingzhu, Qin Hongmian, A'Zi, and Mu Wanqing.
Especially the two mature women, whose elegance and grace were utterly captivating.
Zhou Yi couldn't help but admire Prince Duan's taste.
Truly impeccable.
Gazing at Ruan Xingzhu and Qin Hongmian, Zhou Yi couldn't help but think of Madam Wang and Li Qingluo. He truly missed their scent.
"Once I deal with the Demon Emperor and refine the Plane Embryo of the Tianxuan Continent, I can bring over the women from the Douluo Continent!"
Zhou Yi mused to himself.
"Who are you?"
A young girl dressed in purple suddenly leaped forward, her large, lively eyes filled with curiosity as she scrutinized Zhou Yi from head to toe.
This man is so handsome!
"My name is Zhou Yi, the master of this place."
Zhou Yi gestured to their surroundings with a faint smile.
He studied A'Zi. Dressed in a violet robe, she had a slender, graceful figure, a fair, delicate face, and an energetic charm. She was quite the little beauty.
"Nonsense! This place clearly belongs to my mother..."
Before A'Zi could finish her sentence, she suddenly realized that the entire scenery around them had changed. Except for the Mirror Lake Cottage where they stood, everything else was different.
"You... What kind of illusion trick is this?"
A'Zi glared at Zhou Yi, demanding an answer.
"Why don't you go and see for yourself?"
Zhou Yi chuckled and gave a slight wave of his hand. Instantly, A'Zi was lifted into the sky and vanished into the horizon.
"A'Zi!"
Ruan Xingzhu cried out in alarm. Watching A'Zi disappear into the sky, she panicked and grabbed Zhou Yi's arm angrily.
"What did you do to A'Zi? Give her back!"
Zhou Yi looked at Ruan Xingzhu. She was stunning, dressed in a flowing white robe that accentuated her slender waist.
Her large, expressive eyes shimmered like stars, radiating intelligence and agility, as if they could speak on their own.
"Rest assured, Madam. A'Zi is fine."
Zhou Yi smiled slightly. He had merely tossed A'Zi into the sky to let her experience his power.
He needed to keep this little trickster in check to prevent her from causing trouble.
Having grown up under Ding Chunqiu's influence, A'Zi was cunning and opportunistic, always bullying the weak and fearing the strong. But she was also easy to handle—once she understood who held the power, she would be the first to submit.
"Who exactly are you? And where is this place?"
Qin Hongmian had already taken a close look at their surroundings and realized that they were no longer in Mirror Lake Cottage.
She even sensed that the very air here was different.
Her sharp features, arched brows, and striking beauty carried a mix of stubbornness and fierceness, making her appear more valiant than Ruan Xingzhu.
"Who am I? Where is this place?"
Zhou Yi rubbed his chin thoughtfully before saying, "If I simply tell you, you wouldn't believe me."
"Allow me to fulfill my duty as your host and show you the wonders of the Dou Qi Continent!"
As he spoke, Zhou Yi wrapped his left arm around Ruan Xingzhu's slender waist and his right around Qin Hongmian and Mu Wanqing. In an instant, they soared into the sky.
"Ah!"
Ruan Xingzhu, Qin Hongmian, and Mu Wanqing cried out in shock. Though they had martial arts training and knew some light-footed techniques, they had never experienced such speed—let alone true flight.
The fierce wind howled against them, and the feeling of losing the ground beneath their feet filled them with a deep sense of unease. Instinctively, they clung tightly to Zhou Yi.
Like drowning people clutching onto their last hope, they had no time to worry about propriety between men and women.
"Ah! Help me!"
A'Zi's terrified screams echoed across the sky. Ruan Xingzhu, Qin Hongmian, and Mu Wanqing looked up and saw A'Zi plummeting from above.
"A'Zi!"
Ruan Xingzhu gasped in horror. From such a height, if A'Zi fell, she would surely be smashed into a bloody pulp.
"Please, I beg you, save A'Zi!"
Ruan Xingzhu clung desperately to Zhou Yi, her eyes full of pleading and desperation.
But Zhou Yi remained calm. With his power, how could he possibly let A'Zi die?
Watching Ruan Xingzhu's worried expression, Zhou Yi smiled and said, "Madam, you don't want anything to happen to A'Zi, do you?"
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