Douluo Dalu: 9 Treasure Sword - Chapter 222

After so much time, I was finally able to be with my love, without any secret between us. We couldn’t go back at that happy times, he had grown for them, discovering how rotten was this world, we committed too many sins. However, we at least were together and for me, it was the most important.

Improving my individual strength became vital to survive inside Spirit Hall and keep the title of elder. Now that I had become an evil spirit master, I could rapidly increase my cultivation killing others.

As most spirit masters, I had killed people before, a necessity in this world if you want strength. But in two months here, I killed many times more people than in all my life, the killings being torture and gruesome. I had discovered that the cultivation improved better with quality rather than quantity. The quality of the people that die and the way that they did, needing to maximize their dark feelings of despair and resentment.

It had been a little difficult the first day, but I quickly become immune to it. For Dong’Er, I would do anything. Due to my great foundation plus the two boost of the cookie and the evil cultivation of Dong’Er, my cultivation skyrocket. My attack power was especially boosted, as an evil spirit master I was much stronger than a regular one. By the time of the finals of the Continental Tournament, my cultivation had reached rank 81, becoming a spirit douluo. When I reached rank 71, with Luo San Pao’s Spirit Avatar, I could use Pao’s strength, becoming draconian like if a normal dragon spirit. I was surprised how little excited about it I was when it had been a long dream of mine.

During the finals, I didn’t directly approach Shrek Academy due to Erlong’s last words, only giving them hints and trainings by letters. I also discovered two interesting facts. The first one was that Xiao Wu was in truth a spirit beast reincarnated as a human. I always had some doubts about her control and natural talent, but it was now thanks to my new strength that I could confirm. I recommended her to leave the tournament as it could become too dangerous for her, but she negated. It was her decision so I let her do as she wanted.

The second fact was that I found the identity of the black-clad man that gave me the cookie that started it all. He was in truth Ning Bai, the oldest son of the head of the Seven Treasure Clan. By normal means, he seemed completely normal, not an ounce of death energy surrounding him, but if it was inspected inside, pure black energy laid dormant. It seemed like Bai himself was unaware of what truly was. I was really curious about him, about his reason to offer me the cookie. The different coexisting inside him made him even more interesting.

I met him, but he seemed completely unaware of my change, not understanding his own power. I decided to let him leave, it would make an interesting subject, but as he had helped me before, I didn’t want to pay a favor with pain.

The tournament finished with Heaven Dou Imperial Academy’s win, mostly thanks to Bai and a girl with an ant spirit called Mayi. They had a three spirit spirit fusion, making them very special. The win was eclipsed by the discovery before all the titled douluos of Xiao Wu’s condition of spirit beasts. She had been truly an idiot, keeping fighting in a mere tournament risking his life. I would have preferred to not break the heart of my previous disciple so early like me, but she asked for it. At least, she would be useful as Dong’Er spirit ring.

Finally, Tang Hao stepped and escaped with Xiao Wu and Tang San. Dong’Er would have been able to stop him with Spirit Hall’s strength, but as there was no real anger between them, she let him leave. If something, Dong’Er was indebted to him for creating an opportunity to kill that bastard of Qian Xunji.

After the tournament, we focused on our own strength while preparing a war over the continent. Dong’Er was chosen by the Rakshasa God to inherit his position, her cultivation focusing on the Rakshasa’s trials. However, there was an important problem, Dong’Er started too late her inheritance, creating a rejection from her own cultivation and spirits, producing a weakening of her power as she was trying to ȧssimilate the new divinity. In the future, even creating more problems when she reached godhood.

In my travels, I had discovered that there was a method to destroy the actual spirit rings, resetting the cultivation. This method was one passed over the Speed Clan, one of the single attributes clans that had been under the Clear Sky Clan.

We forced our way in, killing some people and controlling others, obtaining the formation to accomplish. Using my lost knowledge of ancient times, I was able to reform the formation, making sure that it would only affect one of her spirits, lowering the effect of it. Thanks to her other spirit, she would be able to keep her actual cultivation. I even repaired the formation that had an error that could cause memory loss.

The ritual with the new formation was a complete success. Dong’Er’s Soul Devouring Spider lost its spirits ring while the Death Spider and her cultivation were maintained. With a blank spirit, Dong’Er would be able to completely ȧssimilate Rakshasa’s powers.

I also gained a lot with this. Just as I completed the ritual, I had an enlightenment. In my mind space, a man shrouded in darkness appeared. He had short pure black hair and eyes covered with square glasses, while he wore dark clothes.

He called himself the Darkness God. He was surprised about my talent, my sacrifice for love, my control, and especially my intelligence remaining him of himself. He proposed me as his inheritor, giving me his position. My test would be to follow Dong’Er and help her reaching godhood. As it didn’t go against my plans and it would be a great help being accompanying Dong’Er, a quickly accepted his offer, becoming the inheritor of the Darkness God.

Dong’Er power quickly increased after that. We didn’t require to find very old beasts for her rings. The important being the resentment and despair behind it. Rakshasa’s influence would affect the spirit ring absorbing the death and resentment of the surroundings, increasing its age, power, and making it extremely compatible with Rakshasa’s power.

After 5 years, the slaughter and sins behind us were so numerous that counting them had long lost all the sense. Bibi Dong’s cultivation had already reached the human limit, becoming rank 99. Her Death Spider Empress spirit was like before, focusing on control and not very powerful. On the other hand, her Soul Devouring Spider Empress with 7 spirit rings had evolved with Rakshasa’s powers, its lethality and power reaching another complete level, being capable of even use divinity, her attacks grazing godhood.

My cultivation had greatly improved, I had become a rank 96 super douluo, my last spirit ring especially gifted by the Darkness God himself, a red one covered by a dark aura.

With our new strength and Spirit Hall’s preparations, we started targetting the two empires’ clans, joining them to our forces or destroying them. Finally, the time had arrived. I would return to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, this time to destroy it with my own strength. Not even in my wildest dream, I dreamed about this being possible and it only took 5 years with Dong’Er.

I entered the clan with my draconian form, slaughtering any guard that tried to stop me. It didn’t take much time before I found myself being surrounded by clan’s members, even there were some elders. I extended my darkness over them swallowing them, instantly killing them. A weak spirit douluos elders wouldn’t be able to stop me.

Finally, I was surrounded by all the elders, even the Erlong’s father, the head, and the patriarch were there, my uncle, my father, and grandfather, respectively. They were the only one that had reached titled douluo, the patriarch being a rank 96 while the other being 95.

They discovered who I was, greatly shocking them about my new strength, my father’s eyes wavering in pain. The bastards even offered me to return to the clan with an elder position after all that they did, after a life of ridicule. I decided to show them what this ‘trash’ was able to do.

I invoked San Luo Pao who roared in the sky showing all his might. The clan members found themselves greatly suppressed, not being able to use half of their strength, people under spirit douluo rank were forced to near before us. San Luo Pao was a Darkness Evil Dragon King, an evolved form of the Blue Tyrant and a true dragon, completely suppressing them, his strength much stronger.

I must say that it was too easy. With them suppressed and me being of a higher rank, they didn’t have any chance. I quickly killed my grandfather and some elders while a tortured my uncle to death. For my father, I paid with the same coin. I avoid his eyes, completely ignoring him while Dong’Er killed him as we had accorded.

After killing and destroying the clan with my own hands, I realized how little I cared for it, not much different than any other clan’s destruction. They had the opportunity but threw it away. We were never considered family, my only family and the most important being Dong’Er, I following her even to death.

At least, we gained some good with them. With all the death and resentment from them, Dong’Er was able to form her 8th spirit ring, her strength increasing again. She was at the perfect state, finally prepared to take the Rakshasa’s tests.

Before starting the tests, we returned to Spirit Hall for the final preparations. There I met Qian Renxue for the first time. I had a difficult opinion about her. On one hand, she was Dong’Er’s daughter. On the other hand, she was conceived by that bastard raping Dong’Er. He was the one that caused our separation. Renxue might not have the fault as his child and completely clueless about the truth, but she was a reminder of the most painful time of my life.

The first time that I saw her, I couldn’t help to blink in surprise. She had a cold face and exuded dignity and arrogance, even after having lost an important battle at Heaven Dou Palace. Having lost her hard work of more than 10 years. I thought that her plan to supplant the prince was a good one, but not doing it herself. I would have tried other people.

What surprised about her was that she was the exact copy of Dong’Er years before except for her golden eyes. Looking at her with her eyes closed, I could only remember my happy and naive times with Dong’Er, the happiest of my life. Her opening the eyes, awakening from my dream. It made me difficult to hate her, as somehow her birth was my fault.

Another negative fact of her was her holy aura. An incredible thick and powerful holyness exuded from her, even at the spirit sage realm, I could sense some divinity in her, something impossible for Dong’er or me. She was truly a monster.

Dong’Er decided to let her alone. She would follow her grandfather, most probably trying to reach one godhood. While we will reach ours. After the meeting, we finished preparing ourselves and directed towards the Rakshasa’s test, over Slaughter City.