The powerful figures from both the Dou Qi Continent and the Tianxuan Continent, who had been prepared to take action, were completely stunned.
What the hell?
All eyes turned in unison, landing squarely on the chest of Ling Qingzhu, who stood beside Huang Yueqing, the Palace Master of the Nine Heavens Supreme Purity Palace.
Resting there was a round, plump little creature, lying on its back with its belly exposed, lazily smacking its lips as if it had just devoured a heavenly delicacy.
Hiss!
Gasps filled the air—especially among the experts from the Tianxuan Continent.
They weren't unfamiliar with this absurdly adorable yet inexplicably appetizing little creature, but they had never imagined it could be this terrifying.
However, those who knew its true identity—such as Ying Xuanzi, Ying Huanhuan, and the countless experts from the Dou Qi Continent—were unfazed.
They had long been aware of its terrifying power.
Even high-rank Dou Saints were no match for it!
"So, it was Senior Gun-Gun (Rolling Thunder) who made a move!"
"Of course! Senior Gun-Gun once single-handedly crushed three Seven-Star Dou Saints, pummeling them mercilessly before finishing them off. Devouring a mere lesser Demon King? That's just a light snack!"
"Senior Gun-Gun is truly formidable!"
"The cutest appearance… with the deadliest bite!"
"Gun-Gun is all about actions, not words—silent but lethal!"
One expert after another showered praises, their admiration flowing like an endless river.
Hearing the flattery, Gun-Gun sat up, raising its fluffy little head with evident pride. It gave its round belly a satisfied pat, looking utterly content.
This movement, however, sent a shudder through countless strong cultivators who weren't yet familiar with Gun-Gun.
If it wasn't full yet… would it just swallow them whole too? If that happened, they'd have nowhere to plead their grievances.
"Gun-Gun… is actually this powerful?"
Huang Yueqing's beautiful eyes were filled with shock.
Just moments ago, she had been holding it in her arms, petting it thoroughly—she had even ruffled the fur on its head.
When she first saw Ling Qingzhu carrying Gun-Gun, she hadn't thought much of it, assuming it was just an ordinary pet.
Ling Qingzhu had mentioned that Gun-Gun was Zhou Yi's pet and that it was strong.
But Huang Yueqing hadn't taken those words to heart.
After all, how strong could it really be?
Powerful beasts were usually capable of taking human form.
Yet this silly, dopey-looking bear couldn't even manage that. Surely, it couldn't be that strong.
She never expected it to be this terrifying.
It could devour ten of her in a single bite!
"This is beyond terrifying!"
Tian Yuanzi, Ren Yuanzi, and Di Yuanzi were filled with awe and fear.
Just moments ago, the Demon King had seemed like an utterly unbeatable existence to them.
And yet, such a terrifying entity had been swallowed whole by a mere pet.
If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes…
They would never have believed it.
At the same time, anxiety crept into their hearts.
They had secretly collaborated with the Demonic Tribe, aligning themselves with them.
But Zhou Yi clearly didn't care about them.
Or rather, it wasn't time for him to deal with them yet.
The appearance of the Demon King hadn't disrupted the wedding.
Instead, it made the atmosphere even livelier.
Zhou Yi, leading Xuan Yi, Bai Suzhen, Xiao Qing, Xuanyuan Qingfeng, and Xuan Su, completed the wedding ceremony and sent them into the bridal chambers.
After a brief exchange of pleasantries with the guests…
The leaders of the Eight Super Sects of the Eastern Profound Domain now regarded Zhou Yi with the utmost respect, their expressions filled with reverence and a hint of fawning.
The gap between them was simply too vast.
Like an Emperor standing before mere Generals.
How could they dare show even a hint of disrespect?
Even the simplest greeting from Zhou Yi left them overwhelmed with honor.
Once the formalities were over, Zhou Yi left the grand hall—heading straight to the bridal chamber.
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The Bridal Nights.
First night: Xuan Yi
Elegant, regal, and mature.
A night of endless passion.
Second night: Bai Suzhen
It had to be said—Lady Bai was truly breathtaking.
Rosy cheeks, delicate hands, reminiscing on past years as the bridal robes are gently undone…
Adorned in a red wedding dress, lips painted like fresh blood—no sight in the world was more beautiful than a bride on her wedding night.
That night, Zhou Yi and Bai Suzhen shared a love-filled evening.
Third night: Xuanyuan Qingfeng
The legendary purple-robed goddess whom Xu Fengnian could never attain.
Fourth night: Xiao Qing
Seductive, playful, and utterly uninhibited.
Zhou Yi enjoyed every moment of it.
All roads lead to Rome.
Final night: Xuan Su
Bearing an uncanny resemblance to Ya Fei.
Night after night, Zhou Yi indulged in the bliss of newlywed life—reveling in the joy of being the groom each and every night.
The storms brewing in the outside world did not affect him in the slightest.
At the same time—
News of the Dou Qi Continent and Zhou Yi had spread completely beyond the Eastern Profound Region, reaching the Western Profound Region, the Northern Profound Region, the Southern Profound Region, the Demon Realm, and the Chaotic Demon Sea.
By this point—
The entire Tianxuan Continent was in an uproar. Countless powerful cultivators rushed toward the Eastern Profound Region, eager to witness firsthand what the legendary Dou Qi Continent was truly like.
With the influx of strong individuals skyrocketing, the toll fees collected at the interdimensional passage surged as well.
Though Zhou Yi was never one to lack money—
Who would complain about having too much wealth?
After all, didn't it cost money to take a wife?
Didn't it cost money to raise children?
With so many wives, so many children, and an entire clan waiting for him back in the Douluo Continent, he had countless mouths to feed.
Time slipped by unnoticed, and Zhou Yi's name had already spread across the Tianxuan Continent, becoming the most talked-about topic of the era.
If trending searches existed—
Zhou Yi would undoubtedly dominate the top ten rankings.
Meanwhile, in the peaceful yet eventful days of his life, his wives—Xue Mei, Lin Fei, Nangong Pushe, Hongshu, Qingniao, Yu Youwei, Jiang Ni, Nangua, Lüyi, Xu Weixiong, and Xu Zhihu—had all given birth one after another!
The Zhou Estate was filled with joy, and the outside world was equally abuzz.
"Master Zhou is truly incredible!"
"Master Zhou alone is enough to establish an entire clan in no time!"
"I heard that Dou God can enhance their descendants' bloodlines. If Master Zhou ascends to the realm of the Dou God, the strength of the Zhou Clan would be unimaginable!"
"Exactly! According to the ancient clans, the direct descendants of a Dou God can easily reach the Seven-Star Dou Saint realm through sheer bloodline power—becoming a Nine-Star Dou Saint would hardly be difficult!"
"Right now, every single member of the Zhou Manor is a direct descendant of Master Zhou!"
"If Master Zhou truly becomes a Dou God, I'd wager that his family alone would have more Dou Saints than the rest of the continent combined!"
…
As countless discussions spread across the land, Zhou Yi could barely contain his excitement as he entered his training chamber.
His eleven wives had given birth to a total of eighteen children.
The rewards he received were beyond extraordinary.
Moreover, among his other wives—Zi Yan, Feng Qing'er, Xuanyuan Qingfeng, Mentor Ruolin, Han Yue, Han Xue, Hu Jia, Liu Fei, Xue Ni, Lü Man, Tang Huo'er, and Ye Xinlan—many possessed exceptional fertility, and thanks to Zhou Yi's diligent efforts, several of them were now pregnant as well.
Zhou Yi's heart surged with ambition. The future lay bright ahead, and the path to becoming a Dou God was now within his grasp.
With excitement in his heart, he began organizing his latest rewards.
"Reward One: 180 years of cultivation."
"Reward Two: 180 years of lifespan."
"Reward Three: 300 years of cultivation."
"Reward Four: A 0.1% increase in the Zhou Clan's fertility rate."
"Reward Five: A twofold increase in the cultivation speed of all clan members."
"Reward Six: A 10% enhancement in the innate talent of all clan members."
"Reward Seven: The Ruyi Golden Cudgel."
"This wave of rewards is truly incredible!"
Zhou Yi was in high spirits.
And this was only the shortlist of the most valuable rewards—there were also various elixirs, techniques, and other miscellaneous items he hadn't even bothered to list.
For example, he had also received a masterfully crafted jade artifact known as the "Horned Gentleman," forged from the finest mutton-fat jade.
Its entire form was smooth and warm to the touch, with delicate, lifelike patterns, and it was even a spiritual weapon capable of freely changing its size at will.
Zhou Yi considered it quite an interesting little toy.
"Claim all rewards!"
His eyes gleamed with excitement as he prepared to absorb his new gains.
As nearly 500 years' worth of cultivation merged into his body—
His strength skyrocketed.
Five-Star Dou Saint.
Six-Star Dou Saint.
Seven-Star Dou Saint.
Eight-Star Dou Saint.
Nine-Star Dou Saint.
Only when he reached the peak of the Nine-Star Dou Saint realm did the surge finally come to a halt.
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