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

"Hiss! How beautiful!"

A young man named Ji Dong stood before a sea of lava, holding a cocktail in his hand, staring blankly at the fiery woman who had just appeared. His gaze was frozen, and a surge of heat bubbled in his chest.

"What a perfect figure! This must be the work of the heavens!"

Ji Dong was overwhelmed with excitement. Though he had never been religious, in this moment, he was convinced of the existence of divine beings.

Who else but a god could create such a flawless body?

From the very first glance, Ji Dong realized he had fallen for this girl.

An infatuation born of lust.

Love at first sight.

No external force could deter his admiration for such perfection.

The truth? He simply desired her body!

Zhou Yi cast a faint glance at Ji Dong, immediately recognizing him as the protagonist of this world.

The man who would charm the Flame Empress with a single cocktail, eventually inheriting the godhoods of both the Evil and Kindness Gods alongside her, ascending as a King of Gods.

The stunning woman standing atop the lava pillar was none other than the Empress of this subterranean magma world—the Flame Empress.

Her captivating eyes briefly lingered on the cocktail in Ji Dong's hand before shifting toward Zhou Yi.

"It's you!"

She had been drawn by the fiery liquor Zhou Yi carried, but the moment she saw his face, her eyes widened.

Because she had seen Zhou Yi before.

Not in reality.

But in her dreams.

"Of course, it's me," Zhou Yi said with a smile. He approached the Flame Empress, extending the flaming liquor in his hand.

"As I said before, when we meet, I'll treat you to a drink."

"This is a wine brewed especially for you—Flame."

The Flame Empress Lie Yan's obsidian-like eyes fixed on Zhou Yi.

For a long moment.

Her gaze drifted from Zhou Yi's face to the wine, and she reached out with her delicate, jade-like hand, lifting the glass to her nose for a careful sniff.

Then, with a gentle inhalation, the crimson liquid, resembling living flames, transformed into a stream and quietly entered her mouth.

Watching her crimson lips part slightly, Ji Dong felt a sudden heat in his nose. To his embarrassment, a trickle of blood ran down.

At this moment, his only thought was: If he could kiss those lips just once, he would gladly die.

It was like his previous life, when he recklessly sought to taste a thousand-year-old vintage—willing to risk it all without regret.

"Mm..."

The Flame Empress let out a soft hum, her large black eyes slowly closing as her long lashes rested on her lids, exuding an indescribable charm.

Two faint blushes appeared on her porcelain cheeks, making her even more breathtaking.

As the wine traveled down her throat, its aroma blossomed like a bud unfurling. It was as if someone caked in filth had plunged into a pristine lake, experiencing unparalleled refreshment and serenity.

Her body and soul underwent an unprecedented elevation.

The bottleneck that had constrained her for years was effortlessly shattered as the wine worked its magic, even enhancing her latent potential.

"My heavens... Is this really wine?"

The Flame Empress, intoxicated, parted her lips slightly, exuding sensuality. Her face was filled with pure bliss.

"This is nothing short of divine nectar!"

"Come on, you can have as much as you want from now on," Zhou Yi said with a faint smile, wrapping his arm around her slender waist and preparing to leave.

"Mm," she replied softly, offering no resistance, her gaze brimming with anticipation.

In her dreams, Zhou Yi had almost conquered her.

Now, with a single cup of wine...

Her very soul was his.

"Wait!"

Seeing Zhou Yi about to take his goddess away, Ji Dong could no longer hold back. Summoning a courage he didn't know he possessed, he shouted, his voice echoing.

In his past life, he had died a virgin—not because he didn't like women, nor because he was incapable.

It was because he was a perfectionist.

The woman he wanted had to be absolutely flawless.

He had encountered countless beauties, but none had met his standards. Thus, he died unfulfilled.

In this life, he had finally seen the perfect woman. There was no way he would let her go!

She likes wine, right?

What wine could possibly rival the ones he crafted?

Ji Dong took a deep breath, brimming with confidence.

This was his forte.

"I see that you're a connoisseur of fine wine. I happen to have half a glass of a cocktail I personally crafted," he said, meeting their gaze.

"It's called Midnight Sun, made with forty percent vodka, twenty percent Cointreau, twenty percent almond brandy, ten percent grenadine, and a touch of lemon juice, blended with a unique method."

"When initially crafted, it formed three distinct layers: black, golden-red, and crimson—symbolizing the sinful night, the beauty of the sun, and its warmth."

"However, I felt the layered colors were meaningless. Colors can never represent a person's soul. So, I used a special technique to blend the layers, keeping the predominant golden-red hue, creating a new Midnight Sun."

"My hope is that whoever drinks it will feel a trace of warmth in their lonely heart."

"Wine carries emotions. A true cocktail lets the drinker taste the soul of its maker."

"So, I don't just craft wine—I craft feelings."

"Midnight Sun is an impossible beauty. It intoxicates, bewilders, and leaves one wistful. Only after experiencing these three stages can one feel the warmth within."

"If you feel that, then this glass has found its true owner."

"It's just a worthless drink," Zhou Yi sneered.

"Cocktail? A mere concoction of mixed alcohols. And you're boasting as if it's something extraordinary."

Ji Dong's face turned red with anger. "You can insult me, but not my wine!"

He glared at Zhou Yi, his killing intent palpable.

"I don't know who you are, but I know you're powerful—killing me would be as easy as crushing an ant!"

"But thirty years east, thirty years west—don't underestimate a poor young man!"

"In less than a decade, I will surpass you!"

Zhou Yi chuckled. "What a pitiful provocation."

"You think this will make me spare you?"

"Are you scared?" Ji Dong mocked, emboldened. "Afraid I'll surpass you?"

Zhou Yi's eyes glimmered with disdain.

"You're not even worth the effort."

A beam of golden light shot from Zhou Yi's eyes, reducing Ji Dong and his cocktail to dust.

Zhou Yi had no interest in squashing such insignificant pests, even if they were the so-called protagonists.

As long as they didn't provoke him, he wouldn't bother crushing them underfoot.

But Ji Dong dared to step forward and challenge him.

Using the same old cliché—"thirty years east, thirty years west"—and trying to bait him with a taunt?

Did Ji Dong think he was some second-rate rival like Hua Tiandu?

Though Zhou Yi was confident that no matter how much Ji Dong grew, he could never pose a threat, Zhou Yi would never give someone who challenged him a chance to mature.

And to think Ji Dong wanted to share his cocktail with Flame Empress Lie Yan?

In Zhou Yi's eyes, letting her drink that cocktail would be nothing short of blasphemy.

So, without hesitation, Zhou Yi obliterated Ji Dong completely, leaving not even a trace of ash behind.

"So strong!"

Though Lie Yan had always known Zhou Yi was powerful, seeing him act with her own eyes left her stunned.

She, who was born of chaos itself, formed from the primal energy of the universe and nurtured for millennia in a magma lake at the Earth's core, was the embodiment of a crimson lotus. Having taken human form, she ruled the Core World as the "Empress of Flames."

Her power ranked among the best on the Five Elements Continent. Yet, in that moment, she felt no different from Ji Dong—utterly insignificant.

If Zhou Yi had wanted to kill her, a single glance would have sufficed.

Her gaze toward Zhou Yi grew more reverent, even adoring. Women are naturally drawn to strength, and Lie Yan, a being born of nature itself, revered the strong even more.

Strength was her creed. The law of the jungle, her faith.

"Smooch!"

Noticing Lie Yan's dazed expression, Zhou Yi suddenly leaned in and planted a firm kiss on her soft, pale cheek, then chuckled.

"Let's go!"

"Ah... oh..."

Lie Yan snapped back to her senses, feeling the warmth lingering on her cheek. Her ears and neck turned bright red.

Though she had lived for countless years, she was still, at heart, an innocent maiden.

With his arm around Lie Yan's slender waist, Zhou Yi began the journey back.

Before long, Zhou Yi brought Lie Yan to the Divine Realm.

"Hiss! Such dense spiritual energy!"

As soon as they entered, Lie Yan was awestruck.

The concentration of spiritual energy in the Divine Realm was so overwhelming that ordinary beings couldn't survive here.

She took a deep breath, feeling her power grow stronger with each inhale.

"We'll head to my home first. Once the Divine Realm is fully transformed, the entire realm will be ours!" Zhou Yi smiled.

Currently, the Grand Zhou Heavenly Creation World Formation was still incomplete. The Divine Realm would undergo earth-shattering changes under Zhou Yi's influence.

For now, he had kept his home elsewhere. Once the array was finished and the Divine Realm stabilized, Zhou Yi planned to bring his entire family here.

The Divine Realm would be nothing more than his backyard.

"The entire Divine Realm... ours?"

Lie Yan blinked, struggling to process his words. That claim was absurdly bold.

"Doesn't the Divine Realm have gods?"

She knew a little about Zhou Yi from her dreams, but her understanding was incomplete.

"Of course."

"I killed three of the five God Kings. The other two are back at home, raising my children. As for the lower-level gods, I wiped out more than a dozen first-class ones and thousands of second- and third- class ones."

"Now, the entire Divine Realm belongs to me."

Lie Yan's mind went blank. She had known Zhou Yi was strong, but this... this was beyond her imagination.

The gods of the Divine Realm, nearly annihilated?

To think this handsome man before her was also a terrifying god-slayer.

No wonder he erased Ji Dong without a second thought.

Terrifying indeed.

And yet...

This kind of man was irresistibly attractive. His sheer presence exuded overwhelming masculinity.

Her legs involuntarily tensed with nervous excitement.

Zhou Yi held Lie Yan close, savoring her faint fragrance mixed with an intoxicating hint of arousal.

This was the scent of desire.

Looking at the stunning beauty in his arms, Zhou Yi was tempted to claim her then and there.

But he held back.

"Patience," he thought with a sly grin. "I'll save it for our wedding night. Good things are worth the wait."

As Zhou Yi and Lie Yan returned to the Douluo Continent, the land erupted in excitement.

"The Martial Ancestor is getting married—again!"

"Oh no, my wallet!"

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