Douluo: I Can Summon Goddesses Across the Multiverse

"This... this is impossible!"

Staring at the humanoid crater on the ground, at its bottom lay Qian Daoliu, his complexion pale as gold paper, his breath faint, and barely clinging to life.

Inside the hall of the Shrine of Worship, Golden Crocodile Douluo and the remaining six worships collectively gasped, their faces filled with utter disbelief.

Qian Daoliu's strength was something they knew well.

Even if the six of them joined forces, they couldn't last more than ten moves against him!

But now, Qian Daoliu was defeated—not just defeated, but felled with a single casual strike. Who exactly was this girl named Kesha?

Could it be...

She was a deity of legend?

Realizing this, the six worshipers' eyes filled with not only terror but also reverence and awe.

"Honored Divine One, might there be some misunderstanding? Why would you assist that traitorous wench, Bibi Dong?"

Looking up at Kesha, who hovered in the sky wielding a massive sword, her body engulfed in sacred flames and radiating an oppressive aura, Golden Crocodile Douluo bowed deeply, his tone respectful as he cautiously inquired.

"Hmph, insolence! How dare you insult my Dong'er like that! Such audacity! Kesha, teach him a lesson—strike his mouth!"

Upon hearing Golden Crocodile Douluo's words, rage flickered across Yao Xuan's eyes.

To dare insult his woman, calling her such a vile name—Golden Crocodile Douluo had to pay for his filthy words!

"So... he truly cares about me..."

On the side, as she listened to Yao Xuan's furious words and observed his outraged demeanor, Bibi Dong couldn't help but feel deeply moved.

How long had it been since someone showed her genuine concern? Ever since she became the Pope of the Spirit Hall, she had long forgotten what it felt like to be cared for and protected.

This newfound warmth—being cared for—was unexpectedly pleasant.

As the thought lingered, a faint smile curled at the corners of Bibi Dong's lips. Her gaze toward Yao Xuan softened, carrying traces of gratitude and tenderness.

"Understood, Master!"

Meanwhile, hearing Yao Xuan's command, Kesha moved again.

This time, she didn't wield her Angelic Greatsword. Instead, she raised her jade-like palm and swung it toward Golden Crocodile Douluo's mouth from a distance.

Whoosh!

In the next instant, accompanied by the sound of air splitting, a golden hand condensed from angelic power streaked through the sky, creating an intense pressure as it hurtled toward Golden Crocodile Douluo's face.

Witnessing the terrifying giant hand, Golden Crocodile Douluo immediately channeled his soul power, activating his martial soul possession and avatar. His form transformed into a towering ten-meter-tall humanoid golden crocodile, encased in a layer of tough scales.

However, in the presence of Kesha, a being with the power of a first-class deity, Golden Crocodile Douluo's efforts were laughably futile.

Smack!

With a crisp sound, the massive energy palm Kesha had unleashed landed heavily on the crocodile's snout.

In an instant, the once-prominent snout caved inward, rendered flat and bloody. Razor-sharp teeth glinting coldly flew out and scattered across the ground.

Ordinarily, a Super Douluo's formidable physique would allow such injuries to heal quickly due to their immense vitality.

But this time, Golden Crocodile Douluo's wounds refused to heal.

Around the edges of his injuries, the residual divine power of the Angelic Flame burned incessantly like a maggot in the bone, relentlessly charring the regenerating flesh. Pain twisted Golden Crocodile Douluo's features into an agonized grimace.

"That's enough, Kesha. Help prepare them for soul imprint implantation."

Satisfied with the punishment inflicted on Golden Crocodile Douluo, Yao Xuan nodded slightly and issued another command.

"Understood, Master!"

Kesha acknowledged, her beautiful golden eyes suddenly radiating an intense golden light. The overwhelming pressure of divine power blanketed the Shrine of Worship.

Pfft! Pfft!

Under the crushing divine aura, the severely injured Golden Crocodile Douluo and the other five worships spat blood, collapsing powerlessly to the ground.

"Well done, Kesha!"

Watching the Spirit Hall's seven worships rendered completely incapacitated and at his mercy, Yao Xuan smiled, reaching out to gently stroke Kesha's delicate hand, savoring its smoothness as he praised her.

"Master, serving you is the sole purpose of Kesha's existence."

Hearing Yao Xuan's compliment, a rare smile appeared on Kesha's cold, elegant face. Her heart swelled with a quiet joy.

"Alright, now it's my turn to handle things."

Yao Xuan strode toward the pit where Qian Daoliu lay, gesturing for Kesha to lift the battered man from the crater.

"Since he's Xue'er's grandfather, outright enslaving him feels a bit inappropriate."

"Fine. For Xue'er's sake, I'll make an exception and take him in as a follower."

After a moment of thought, Yao Xuan decided to grant Qian Daoliu some leniency. Instead of branding him with a slave's soul imprint, he implanted a follower's soul imprint into Qian Daoliu's spiritual sea and instructed Kesha to heal his injuries.

"Qian Daoliu humbly greets Lord Yao Xuan. I vow to follow you to the ends of the earth, through fire and water!"

Upon regaining consciousness, Qian Daoliu knelt before Yao Xuan with one knee, his eyes filled with fervent devotion as he swore his allegiance.

"Rise, Qian Daoliu. From this day forth, Bibi Dong is your mistress. Unless my will dictates otherwise, you must obey her every command. Understood?"

Yao Xuan's tone was calm yet commanding as he issued the order.

"Yes, Lord Yao Xuan. I understand."

Though Qian Daoliu had once been deeply antagonistic toward Bibi Dong, the soul imprint now binding him made Yao Xuan's will absolute.

Even if it meant pledging loyalty to Bibi Dong, Qian Daoliu would comply without hesitation.

"Dong'er, I know you harbor deep resentment toward Qian Daoliu, but for Xue'er's sake, let's grant him some dignity, shall we?"

Turning to Bibi Dong, Yao Xuan spoke gently.

"Alright, I understand. I won't make things difficult for him."

Bibi Dong took a deep breath and nodded, heeding Yao Xuan's suggestion.

"Mistress, I deeply regret my past disrespect and offenses. Please, in your magnanimity, forgive my transgressions!"

Qian Daoliu rose, bowing deeply to Bibi Dong as he began slapping his own face in penance.

"I will never forgive you or Qian Xunji for your sins! But since Yao Xuan pleaded on your behalf and you still have value to the Spirit Hall, I'll spare you this time. Serve loyally to atone for your crimes."

Bibi Dong's eyes flickered with disdain as she coldly delivered her judgment.

"Thank you, Mistress. I will mend my ways and strive to atone, sparing no effort to prove my loyalty!"

Hearing her words, Qian Daoliu lowered his head further, his voice filled with remorse.

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