Douluo: Emerald Poison Emperor-Chapter 344: Douluo: Emerald Poison Emperor []

"Punishment for the God of Killing to descend to the mortal world for a hundred years?" At first, the God of Destruction was half-skeptical about the Asura God's schemes. However, after noticing the Asura God's reaction, he immediately realized that there was indeed something suspicious going on with him.

The God of Destruction expressed his support for this matter. After all, on the surface, the Asura God was the enforcer among the gods. Punishing deities was part of his jurisdiction. If he decided to punish his subordinate, the God of Killing, by sending him to the mortal world for a hundred years, the God of Destruction had neither the grounds nor the authority to interfere.

But that didn't mean the God of Destruction was without countermeasures.

Before sealing Hypros' god position using the Divine Realm's Core and casting him into the Douluo World, the God of Destruction secretly discussed some matters with the God of Pride and the Goddess of Life.

"You, Asura, want to meddle in the mortal world using your subordinate? Fine, you can punish Hypros by sending him down to the lower realm. But I can also punish the God of Pride for descending, right?"

Of course, Hypros was a god bearing guilt. His god position and divine power would be sealed, leaving him with only the upper limit of power that the mortal plane could withstand, which could only be unsealed under dire circumstances.

But the God of Pride? He was deemed not guilty by the Asura God. His punishment to descend to the mortal world was merely a gesture to give face to the Asura God.

While his god position and divine power could be sealed, his divine artifacts and equipment? Those weren't necessary to seal.

If the Asura God caused trouble, the God of Pride would be the first to step forward as a warning and deterrent. If the Asura God didn't stir up any issues, then the God of Destruction could simply think of this as giving the God of Pride a vacation.

At the same time, the God of Destruction had also prepared a second plan.

Using the powers of the Divine Realm's Core and the excuse of the conflict between the God of Pride and the God of Killing, the God of Destruction quietly dragged the slacking Gods of Kindness and Evil back to the Divine Realm, planning to keep them there for six months to a year in Divine Realm time.

This, of course, was preparation against the Asura God's schemes.

The God of Destruction thought that if one day the Asura God decided to abandon all pretense, the four God-Kings working together could ensure this old friend of theirs made a dignified exit.

Leaving the affairs of the Divine Realm aside, for now, the focus shifted back to the Douluo Continent.

At this moment, deep within the Star Dou Forest, Tang San was kneeling by a puddle of muddy water, frantically rinsing his mouth like a madman. Nearby, Dai Mubai stood with a proud expression, looking at Tang San and Xiao Wu.

It was as if he were saying, "Your first kiss was not with Xiao Wu! KONO MUBAI DA!"

Logically speaking, based on Xiao Wu's usual personality, she should have responded with a combination of charm, teleportation, and waist-bow attacks, finishing with an explosive eight-segment throw.

But under the influence of the Asura God's divine will, Xiao Wu herself didn't even know what she was thinking. She sat on the ground like a broken doll, hugging her knees and curling up, her vacant gaze lost in thought.

Meanwhile, Tang San continued to rinse his mouth with the muddy water, gagging and retching, trying to force out whatever Dai Mubai had delivered into his body. However, since Oscar's spirit ability was a product of soul power, it dissolved into soul energy in Tang San's stomach after being swallowed. No matter how much Tang San vomited, he couldn't expel even a trace of it.

Seeing Tang San like this, Dai Mubai gently took out a water pouch from his pack and handed it to him. Without even looking to see who offered it, Tang San grabbed the pouch and immediately began rinsing his mouth. He drained the once-bulging pouch until not a single drop remained, then staggered to his feet, his body trembling.

When Tang San finally looked up, he saw Dai Mubai's gentle expression and the scented water pouch in his hand.

And then Tang San vomited even harder.

Dai Mubai initially wanted to laugh, but before he could, an inexplicable feeling of unease welled up within him. When he looked at Tang San again, his gaze softened for reasons he couldn't quite understand.

This was the special infectious power of the Son of Rebellion, a mystical ability that turned those around him into his dependents, like cancerous cells drawn to a host. Under the influence of this esoteric force, Dai Mubai began to feel that Tang San was unusual—a sharp, capable, and genuine person.

A man who was bold, decisive, daring to love and hate—someone full of masculine charisma. Such a person was worth befriending, not mocking.

Caught in this strange moment, Dai Mubai became exceptionally gentle. If one ignored his physical appearance, his demeanor truly carried the elegance of a princess raised in royalty.

He gently patted Tang San's back, soothing him with warm words. Soul power flowed into Tang San's body, calming his condition.

After a while, Tang San finally stopped retching. He looked up at the gentle Dai Mubai, his expression complicated.

Under normal circumstances, if a man kissed him, Tang San would have considered it an affront to his dignity and sought retribution, even if it was a lifesaving act.

But the problem was, that Tang San understood that Dai Mubai had done it to save him.

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Though his instincts still screamed for blood, his upbringing reminded him to be rational—he owed his life to this man. Gratitude should take precedence over pride.

Tang San felt torn between his instincts and his reason. It was as if his left brain were attacking his right, and his head was on the verge of splitting.

Finally, as he caught the gazes of those around him, especially Xiao Wu, who was sitting curled up some distance away, Tang San's reason won out over his instincts. He redefined Dai Mubai as someone who had shown him kindness, not someone deserving of death.

Seeing Tang San like this, Dai Mubai gently helped him up and brought him over to Xiao Wu. He let Tang San sit beside her.

"You must be exhausted," Dai Mubai said softly. "I understand how special it feels to regain something you thought you'd lost. Xiao San, spend some quiet time with Xiao Wu. I'll pack up our things, and we'll leave the Star Dou Forest for Shrek soon, alright?"

"Though I don't know how to handle this kind of situation, I trust you, Xiao San. You're extraordinary, aren't you? Spend more time with Xiao Wu. You two need some alone time."

Dai Mubai brushed off the earlier awkwardness and brought up Xiao Wu with a subtle teasing tone. Oddly enough, Tang San didn't notice the undertone and nodded in agreement. He even felt a growing sense of gratitude toward Dai Mubai for tactfully bringing him closer to Xiao Wu.

Tang San wanted to embrace Xiao Wu but hesitated, still haunted by what had just happened. Instead, he gently patted her back, lost in thought.

After some time, the camp was packed. Dai Mubai returned to Tang San, helping him to his feet and signaling for him to support Xiao Wu.

Feeling Dai Mubai's gestures, Tang San's heart warmed. He felt that perhaps he had misunderstood Dai Mubai all along.

Who said Dai Mubai was a bad person? He was such a good guy!

Sure, he was arrogant, self-absorbed, lustful, and overconfident.

But deep down, Dai Mubai was a genuinely good person!

From now on, Dai Mubai was like a brother to Tang San—different parents, but the same bond!