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

The bright moon hung high, illuminating the Zhou Residence, where lights glowed brightly into the night.

Zhu Zhuqing accompanied her parents to attend a wedding and spent the night with Zhu Zhuyun.

Unlike the original story, the sisters had no marriage alliances with the Star Luo Empire's First Prince, Dai Weisi, or Second Prince, Dai Mubai. Consequently, they bore no conflicts of interest and were far from the hostile relationship depicted in the original.

Moreover, the Zhu couple had intentions of marrying Zhu Zhuqing to the Martial Ancestor as well, believing that the sisters united would further solidify their family's status.

"Wow, Sister, you've grown again!"

Zhu Zhuqing teased, running a finger along Zhu Zhuyun's figure, her tone a mix of awe and mischief.

"You're quite bold, daring to flirt with your elder sister. You've truly grown up!" Zhu Zhuyun retaliated with a playful counterattack.

Zhu Zhuqing had undergone significant changes—she was in her prime growth period, after all.

As for Zhu Zhuyun, her transformation was naturally due to having given birth to Zhou Yun.

Of course, Zhou Yi deserved credit too.

Zhou Yi, who had once grown up in poverty and faced chronic hunger, had developed a deep-seated need for security.

As the saying goes:

"When you have grain in your hands, you'll feel at ease."

Thus, even in his dreams, Zhou Yi always needed to "hold onto his granary" to sleep peacefully.

After their playful scuffle, Zhu Zhuyun and Zhu Zhuqing lay side by side, sharing whispered secrets. Zhu Zhuqing's ears and neck turned red as their conversation grew more intimate.

As dawn broke, the first rays of sunlight pierced the darkness, illuminating the horizon with a golden brilliance.

Zhou Yi glanced at the beauty sleeping soundly in his arms. Her delicate face was tinged with a rosy hue, and faint traces of tears clung to the corners of her eyes, a testament to the emotional trials of the previous night.

Gently stroking the smooth jade-like back of the woman in his arms, Zhou Yi turned his attention to the rewards from Zi Zhenzu and the Angel God, Lisa.

[Reward 1: Beauty Mission Card.]

[Reward 2: Max-Level Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.]

[Reward 3: Angel's Heart.]

[Reward 4: Max-Level Proud Cold Six Arts.]

"Another Beauty Mission Card. I wonder who it's for this time?"

Suppressing his excitement, Zhou Yi examined the other rewards.

The Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms needed no introduction—it was a legendary martial technique.

The Proud Cold Six Arts, originating from the Wind and Cloud series, was Nie Feng's family's supreme blade technique. With a 40-meter blade aura, who wouldn't fear it?

As for the Angel's Heart, it enabled the Angel God to undergo a super evolution. The Angel God, initially a six-winged angel, would transform into a twelve-winged angel upon using it.

"Incredible!"

Glancing at the beauty in his embrace, Zhou Yi embedded the Angel's Heart into her body.

In an instant, brilliant golden light erupted, enveloping Angel God Lisa. Her bloodline and physique underwent rapid transformation.

From a six-winged angel, she ascended into a twelve-winged angel.

Half an hour later, Lisa completed her transformation. Awestruck by her newfound strength and the absence of prior limitations, she was rendered speechless.

As a First-Class God, her divine position had previously restricted her growth. It was virtually impossible for her to become stronger on her own.

But now, she had shattered that ceiling, her strength comparable to that of a God King.

"Husband, thank you!"

Tears glistened in Lisa's eyes, overflowing with gratitude. She was acutely aware of how precious the Angel's Heart was, yet Zhou Yi had given it to her without hesitation.

"If you truly want to thank me, work hard to give me a few more little angels," Zhou Yi teased with a faint smile.

"Husband…"

Lisa's face flushed crimson, her gaze filled with shyness. But she didn't hesitate, wrapping her arms around Zhou Yi's neck and kissing him.

Zhou Yi responded eagerly. Twelve-winged angel or not, he would leave her utterly defeated.

Three days later, Zhou Yi, thoroughly content, departed with a spring in his step.

Activating the Beauty Mission Card, a prompt appeared:

[Location: Onboard a ship in the New Celestial Crane Divine Needle World*.]

[Mission: The peerless beauty, Lan Xiaodie, is afflicted with a lust poison and desperately needs a savior. She is lonely and yearns for love. Brave youth, charge forward and give Lan Xiaodie the happiness she desires.]

"New Celestial Crane Divine Needle… Lan Xiaodie?"

Toying with the Yin-Yang Iron Pellet in his hand, Zhou Yi's thoughts wandered.

Soon, he recalled who Lan Xiaodie was. His memory of her stemmed from her iconic, ruthless line in the movie adaptation.

Steeling his focus, Zhou Yi stepped through the portal before him.

In the next instant, his surroundings shifted, and he found himself aboard a grand ship.

There were two individuals present—one man and one woman.

Zhou Yi's gaze immediately fell upon the woman cradling a pipa. She exuded an unmatched allure, her snowy white attire enhancing her cold and elegant demeanor.

Yet something seemed off. Her condition betrayed signs of the poison coursing through her veins as she struggled to suppress it.

She had contemplated suicide but held back, determined to exact revenge on her enemy, Ma Junwu, first.

However, before she could act, Zhou Yi's extraordinary entrance left both Lan Xiaodie and Ma Junwu in stunned silence.

"Am I seeing things? Did a deity just appear?"

Ma Junwu stared wide-eyed at Zhou Yi, who had stepped through the shimmering portal like an immortal descending to the mortal world.

"Is he a celestial being?"

Lan Xiaodie, already on the verge of succumbing to her poison, found her last defenses shattered at the sight of Zhou Yi's unparalleled charm.

"Immortal, save me!"

Lan Xiaodie, in a dazed state, threw herself toward Zhou Yi.

A fragrant breeze wafted through the air as a warm, soft figure fell into his embrace. Zhou Yi instinctively extended his arms to hold the beauty close.

In a flash, their figures disappeared into the cabin of the boat.

"Hiss!"

Ma Junwu pinched his thigh hard, sucking in a sharp breath of air.

"I'm not dreaming!"

"Mmhm..."

The sounds emanating from the cabin were unmistakable. Ma Junwu plopped down onto the ground, his eyes vacant and filled with a faint, melancholic sorrow.

If Zhou Yi hadn't appeared so suddenly, the one inside right now would have been him.

But life offered no second chances.

Woo-woo~~

All night long, Ma Junwu listened to the howling wind outside. By dawn, his eyes were bloodshot, as if he hadn't slept for three days and nights.

Inside the cabin, Zhou Yi held Lan Xiaodie's warm, voluptuous figure in his arms. Inhaling the faint fragrance of her hair, he spoke softly,

"Xiaodie, I know there's nothing left in this world for you to hold onto. Come with me."

"Where? I don't even know your name yet!"

Lan Xiaodie's delicate, jade-like fingers traced circles on Zhou Yi's chest. Resting her head against his strong, muscular torso, she felt, for the first time in her life, truly alive.

That feeling—indescribable.

Her father, Lan Haiping, had been a great general of the fallen dynasty. When the kingdom fell, he saved the princess but abandoned his wife and daughter. This act left her and her mother in misery, her mother eventually succumbing to despair.

She had vowed to avenge herself upon Lan Haiping, the heartless man who had betrayed his family.

Lan Haiping was already dead.

Yet the revenge brought her no joy—only emptiness and confusion about life.

Now...

For the first time, she felt a spark reignite in her heart.

For the first time, she felt the joy of truly living.

"Zhou Yi!"

"The 'Zhou' of the Zhou dynasty, and the 'Yi' from the Book of Changes."

"I come from another world. In time, you'll understand."

Zhou Yi gently stroked Lan Xiaodie's smooth, jade-like back, a satisfied smile on his face.

Buzz!

At that moment, a figure streaked across the air, landing atop the ship's mast.

"Looks like Bai Yunfei is here!" Zhou Yi's thoughts stirred.

[TL/N: I don't know what the fucking world is the author referencing here, the closest I could get is the world from The King's Avatar and Immortal Executioner (Zhanxian), with the latter being the closest. Well, not that the world's name matter in this fiction anyway.]

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