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

"Unbelievable! Martial God is getting married again!"

The news of Zhou Yi's impending marriage to Spirit Hall Elder Ling Yuan Douluo on April 15th spread like wildfire, leaving the entire continent in an uproar.

An Elder of Spirit Hall and a Titled Douluo—such figures stood at the pinnacle of the Soul Master hierarchy.

Even counting those hidden from public view, the total number of Titled Douluo across the continent wouldn't exceed one hundred.

Their status and prestige were unmatched.

Yet now, one was about to marry Zhou Yi.

And this was after Zhou Yi had already married six wives.

Such audacity was astonishing!

"The Martial God Douluo truly sets the standard for us all! Marrying Spirit Hall's saintess was already a shocker, but now even a Titled Douluo Elder is joining his household!"

"Does the Martial God possess some special charm?"

"Think about it—Martial God Douluo can single-handedly build an entire city! His terrifying soul skills could exhaust even a Titled Douluo after a single use, yet he can deploy them endlessly. His boundless strength makes it possible for him to fight until his very lifespan runs out. Such power is unimaginable!"

"Indeed! With his strength, the Martial God Douluo could easily take on ten opponents alone!"

"Forget ten—I bet he could handle a hundred!"

"Come on, let's head to Notting City and attend the Martial God's wedding!"

As the news spread, countless Soul Masters flooded toward Notting City.

The inns and taverns Zhou Yi owned were packed to capacity, earning him a fortune.

Particularly awe-inspiring was the magnificent Martial God City he had built, standing 800 meters tall. The sight stunned Soul Masters across the continent, filling them with a burning passion for the martial path.

As a result, Zhou Yi's wedding became a grand event that no powerful Soul Master wanted to miss.

Even catching a glimpse of the Martial God might offer a life-changing opportunity.

"Another Spirit Hall Elder?"

"Could Zhou Yi have allied himself with Spirit Hall?"

While ordinary Soul Masters were thrilled, major powers like the Clear Sky Clan, Heaven Dou Empire, and Star Luo Empire couldn't help but feel uneasy, suspecting a hidden agenda.

However, Zhou Yi's sheer strength, demonstrated during the construction of Martial God City, left no room for doubt.

With his limitless power, even an army of a million would stand no chance against him.

Thus, even if these factions harbored suspicions, they dared not act rashly. On the contrary, they had no choice but to attend the wedding and present extravagant gifts.

This was also an opportunity for them to observe whether Zhou Yi had truly forged an alliance with Spirit Hall.

The entire continent buzzed with activity.

Notting City was ablaze with excitement.

Zhou Yi's overwhelming popularity not only filled his inns to the brim but also revitalized Notting City's economy, bringing prosperity to its residents.

April 15th.

At Yi Hua Garden, Soul Masters from across the continent gathered.

Even Emperor Xue Ye of the Heaven Dou Empire and Emperor Dai Jinba of the Star Luo Empire arrived once again.

Though they were reluctant to attend, Zhou Yi had unquestionably become the uncrowned king of the Douluo Continent, reigning supreme as its unparalleled master.

Moreover, he was marrying a Titled Douluo—a powerhouse in her own right.

How could they afford to ignore such an event?

If they didn't show up, Zhou Yi might perceive it as disrespect, and future consequences could be dire.

Thus, Yi Hua Garden once again became a meeting place for the continent's most elite forces.

The wedding was grand beyond imagination, rivaling even Zhou Yi's earlier marriage to the saintess, Bibi Dong.

A ten-mile stretch outside Notting City was adorned in red.

"The Martial God is relentless… These days, I either find myself at a wedding feast or on my way to one!"

Tang Hao took a deep swig from his jug, reflecting on how, ever since attending his goddess Ah Yin's wedding, Zhou Yi's marriages had been a never-ending affair.

"Incredible!" Tang Xiao remarked with a sigh.

When they first met Zhou Yi, he was being hunted by a pack of Nether Blood Wolves, battered and utterly unremarkable.

They hadn't taken him seriously at all.

If not for their goddess Ah Yin's association with Zhou Yi, they wouldn't have even bothered with him.

Yet now, only a short time later…

Things had drastically changed.

Their goddess had long since married Zhou Yi and even bore him a daughter.

Zhou Yi had surpassed their grandfather, Tang Chen, ascending to the throne as the continent's unrivaled number one.

Not only had he married six or seven beautiful wives, but now he was bringing a Titled Douluo into his household.

They were no longer on the same level.

"One… two… three… four… five…"

Tang Yuehua absentmindedly counted on her fingers.

"Yuehua, what are you counting?" Tang Xiao asked curiously.

"Nothing!" she replied, continuing to count:

"Six… seven…"

She realized Zhou Yi now had seven wives and lamented that, at best, she could only be the eighth.

In fact, if she delayed any longer, she might not even make it into the top ten.

As night fell, Zhou Yi entered the bridal chamber, his heart brimming with anticipation.

The warm, spring-like room was illuminated by candlelight, casting a red glow that created an ambiance of celebration, intimacy, and charm.

Beside the Bed

Ling Yuan sat quietly at the edge of the bed, dressed in a brilliant crimson wedding gown, her face hidden beneath a traditional red veil. Her hands rested lightly on her knees, and though she maintained an upright posture, her demeanor revealed a trace of nervousness.

Zhou Yi gently lifted the veil, revealing a radiant face suffused with joy and a faint blush of shyness.

"Hu—Husband!"

Ling Yuan's voice, tender and laced with affection, carried a captivating charm. That single word, spoken with a mix of bashfulness and sweetness, almost made Zhou Yi lose his composure.

"Ling Yuan..."

Zhou Yi's heart burned with emotion. His eyes lingered on her exquisite beauty as he whispered softly, "You are stunning."

As he spoke, he picked up a cup of wine and handed it to her.

The two drank together in silence, their gazes locked.

With a flick of his wrist, Zhou Yi discarded the empty cup. Without hesitation, he scooped Ling Yuan into his arms, her soft, curvaceous form fitting perfectly against him.

Though they had shared countless moments before, tonight felt distinctly different. Zhou Yi was brimming with energy, his spirit unyielding.

The night deepened. Beneath the vast sky, stars shimmered like scattered gems, while the moon shyly retreated behind a veil of clouds, as if averting its gaze from the scene below.

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Within the bridal chamber, the warm glow of dragon-and-phoenix-patterned candles illuminated the room. Their flames flickered gently, casting dancing shadows as the melting wax trickled down like glistening tears.

The night was long, and romance filled the air.

The Next Morning

When the sun had risen high into the sky, Zhou Yi gazed at the woman in his arms. Ling Yuan slept soundly, her delicate face tinged with a rosy hue, an alluring softness that stirred his heart. Traces of dried tears clung to the corners of her eyes, enhancing her vulnerable charm.

Zhou Yi leaned down to plant a gentle kiss on her forehead, careful not to disturb her rest. Slowly, he shifted her to the side and slipped out of bed.

Though roused by his movement, Ling Yuan only murmured drowsily. Her half-lidded eyes followed his departing figure with a mix of love and contentment before she drifted back into slumber.

After freshening up and eating breakfast, Zhou Yi unexpectedly encountered Tang Chen.

Tang Chen, ever curious, inquired casually about Zhou Yi's knowledge of divine beings.

While Tang Chen had heard many legends about deities, his lack of firsthand experience left him uncertain of their existence. Despite the widespread tales, the truth seemed distant and elusive.

Zhou Yi, however, chose not to divulge any information regarding divine inheritances. Tang Chen, sensing his reticence, could only mask his disappointment.

"Brother Zhou," Tang Chen said suddenly, "I've heard intriguing tales about the mysteries of the seas. Brother Qian and I are planning to set sail and explore these uncharted waters. Would you care to join us?"

The oceans, vast and largely unexplored, were home to fearsome marine Soul Beasts. The unknowns of the deep instilled both wonder and dread.

Although confident in his abilities, Tang Chen knew that the sea imposed unique limitations on even the strongest Soul Masters. Qian Daoliu's Angelic Martial Soul, which granted flight, provided a significant advantage in the vast expanse of the ocean.

Tang Chen, too, could fly, but his speed and combat strength would be severely restricted. He didn't fully trust Qian Daoliu, and inviting Zhou Yi would ensure balance among the trio, offering mutual protection and oversight.

"The seas, you say?"

As Tang Chen spoke, an image of a graceful and enigmatic figure surfaced in Zhou Yi's mind. A spark of interest lit his eyes.

"Sounds intriguing. I've been curious about the seas myself. Let's go together."

"Excellent!" Tang Chen replied with enthusiasm.

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