Chapter 266: Are Divine Thrones As Common As Cabbages?

  Without making the crowd wait long, Qin Xiao descended slowly from the sky, surrounded by lightning. Finally, he hovered above the pza, looking down at everyone.

  "Thunder Emperor!"

  "Thunder Emperor!"

  The voices of countless people converged, their cries as overwhelming as a mountain avanche or a tsunami.

  Only Qin Xiao could see the endless streams of faith converging toward him like a vast ocean. Immersed in this power, he felt a warm sensation spreading throughout his body.

  Qin Xiao nodded slightly.

  Even this small action was enough to make the crowd instinctively fall silent.

  They knew Qin Xiao was about to speak.

  "Today, I shall bestow godhood. Zhu Zhuqing, step forward and receive your title!"

  The atmosphere reached a fever pitch, but Qin Xiao decided there was no need for further preamble. He chose to proceed directly with the ceremony.

  This decision was entirely spontaneous, driven by his own inclinations.

  There was no specific order or priority.

  "Zhu Zhuqing, present!"

  Zhu Zhuqing's eyes flickered briefly with emotion, but she quickly suppressed her complex feelings, adopting a solemn expression.

  She stepped into the center of the pza and knelt on one knee.

  "I bestow upon you the Divine Throne of Desire!"

  Qin Xiao's powerful voice echoed throughout Thunder Emperor City.

  Countless eyes watched as a glowing red orb radiating brilliance flew from Qin Xiao’s hand.

  Zhu Zhuqing quickly extended her hands, lifting them above her head to receive the glowing orb.

  "Thank you, Your Majesty!"

  Her cool voice resonated across the pza as the Divine Throne began merging with her.

  In just a few breaths, her cultivation had soared to the peak of the Soul Emperor realm.

  Level 70.

  Normally, reaching this level required hunting a spirit beast and obtaining a spirit ring to advance.

  But now, things were clearly different.

  After about five breaths, a faint, gray halo appeared around Zhu Zhuqing's six existing spirit rings.

  "A customizable spirit ring has appeared…"

  Everyone witnessing this scene understood the significance.

  Even Sword Douluo, Bone Douluo, and the many attendants of the Angel Temple couldn't hide the envy in their eyes.

  At this moment, they all grasped the meaning of the gray spirit ring—a completely tailored and compatible spirit ability.

  Even these seasoned powerhouses couldn't help but yearn for it.

  Unfortunately, as Title Douluo-level warriors, their spirit rings were already fixed, leaving no opportunity to acquire customizable spirit rings.

  "It seems we old-timers are destined for obsolescence," Bone Douluo muttered, staring at Zhu Zhuqing's customizable spirit ring.

  Not much time remained for them to dominate.

  As more powerhouses acquired customizable spirit rings, spirit masters like them would fade into the annals of history.

  "Don't worry. How many more years do you think we have left?"

  "By the time these fully customized-ring powerhouses rise, we might already be dust and bones, unable to witness our own obsolescence," Sword Douluo remarked, attempting to console him.

  Bone Douluo shot back, "So your solution is to run away from reality? Thanks for the advice—it’s so uplifting…"

  Sword Douluo smirked. "If you can’t win, why not dodge? Why put your face in front of someone’s boot when you can step aside?"

  Clearly, he had also realized that Title Douluo like himself would eventually be outcssed. But he remained optimistic.

  "I’ve got 10 or 20 years left to rule the roost. Why panic?"

  "When I can’t keep up anymore, I’ll just retire to the countryside and enjoy life."

  Back to Zhu Zhuqing.

  While Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo exchanged their quips, Zhu Zhuqing experienced another major breakthrough.

  A second customizable spirit ring appeared.

  In just a few breaths, Zhu Zhuqing’s cultivation had reached the Soul Douluo realm.

  "Such rapid progress—it’s truly enviable…"

  "Where are the so-called prodigies of the Douluo Continent? Let them come and compare themselves. Who can surpass her speed?"

  "This is what it means to advance by leaps and bounds. If only Thunder Emperor would favor me… Forget the ‘leaps and bounds,’ I’d die happy with just a little leap!"

  When the crowd grows, so do the wild thoughts.

  But all these chaotic musings vanished when Zhu Zhuqing gained her third customizable spirit ring.

  Everyone knew they were witnessing a miracle.

  At some point, Zhu Zhuqing had risen to her feet.

  Her slender figure slowly ascended into the air.

  Boom!

  A red pilr of light descended from the sky, enveloping Zhu Zhuqing.

  A surge of divine power exploded outward, filling countless people with an overwhelming urge to bow down.

  For some, it was just a thought, but for others, their bodies acted on instinct, forcing them to kneel.

  This phenomenon wasn’t caused by Qin Xiao intentionally but was part of the process of channeling divine power. Only by fully absorbing this immense energy and condensing it into her soul ring could Zhu Zhuqing officially inherit the Divine Throne.

  Just yesterday, Bo Saixi had undergone a simir experience.

  Fortunately, the divine thrones now carried no remnants of divine consciousness, only pure energy, making the absorption process straightforward.

  Another deafening boom echoed as Zhu Zhuqing's tenth soul ring appeared.

  It was golden.

  Simultaneously, a bright red suit of armor materialized on her body, accompanied by a blood-red cape flowing behind her.

  She opened her eyes, her gaze sharp as lightning. Her expression was indifferent, exuding an aura of supremacy as she looked down at the masses.

  "Greetings to the Goddess of Desire!"

  "Greetings to the Goddess of Desire!"

  "Greetings to the Goddess of Desire!"

  The chorus of voices reverberated, reaching a climactic peak.

  The crowd's excitement was palpable.

  A god had been born.

  They had witnessed the birth of a deity with their own eyes.

  Wasn’t this the stuff of legendary tales unfolding right before them?

  Such an earth-shattering event—it would be talked about for a lifetime!

  …

  "Zhu Zhuqing has truly ascended to the heavens in one step…"

  Even Ning Fengzhi, one of the most powerful figures on the Douluo Continent, felt a twinge of envy.

  In the past, before achieving his current position, he often yearned for such power.

  Now that he had it, he found it somewhat hollow.

  What was the use of power?

  After a hundred years, wouldn’t he still end up with nothing?

  A small box and a handful of soil would be his final resting pce.

  Moreover, no amount of worldly authority could compare to having a deity backing him.

  Although he and Qin Xiao were now family, Ning Fengzhi still longed for a god to emerge from his own sect.

  Looking at the Star Luo Supreme Emperor, his joy was impossible to miss. He ughed so openly it seemed his mouth might reach his ears.

  Noticing Ning Fengzhi’s gaze, the Supreme Emperor turned toward him, csping his hands with a grin.

  "Ning Sect Master, congratutions, congratutions!"

  Ning Fengzhi hesitated briefly before forcing a polite smile and returning the gesture.

  "Congratutions."

  The ceremony seemed to be drawing to a close when Qin Xiao’s voice echoed once more from the void.

  "Ning Rongrong, I bestow upon you the Divine Throne of Sloth!"

  The entire pza fell into stunned silence.

  What was happening?

  There was another divine throne?

  How many divine thrones did Qin Xiao have?

  "Wait, there's one for me too?"

  Even Ning Rongrong was surprised and overjoyed.

  Qin Xiao hadn’t informed anyone beforehand who would receive a divine throne. It was as spontaneous as opening a mystery box.

  "Rongrong."

  "Rongrong."

  Voices from Dugu Yan, Meng Yiran, and others surrounded her, urging her to step forward to accept her divine throne.

  In their hearts, they were also envious.

  It wasn’t just the power and prestige of becoming a god that they desired.

  What they truly cared about was the immortality that came with godhood, allowing them to stay by Qin Xiao’s side forever.

  Ning Rongrong, brought back to reality by their calls, took a deep breath to steady herself before walking to the center of the pza.

  She mimicked Zhu Zhuqing’s actions, kneeling on one knee and raising her hands high.

  Without hesitation, Qin Xiao waved his hand, and a radiant orb descended.

  The divine aura emanating from the orb was so powerful that everyone present could sense its extraordinary quality, equal to the Divine Throne of Desire bestowed upon Zhu Zhuqing.

  …

  "Grand Worshipper, I have a question," Ning Fengzhi said, turning to Qian Daoliu with a respectful bow.

  "Please ask, Sect Master Ning," Qian Daoliu replied calmly.

  "I’m curious, what ranks do the Divine Thrones of Desire and Sloth hold in the Divine Realm?"

  "Main Gods, or First-Css Deities," Qian Daoliu answered with a faint smile. "According to the memories of my inheritance, their status is second only to Divine Kings. There are only a dozen or so Main Gods in the Divine Realm."

  "Congratutions, Sect Master Ning."

  Ning Fengzhi gasped audibly.

  "Such high-ranking divine thrones…"

  He was truly astounded.

  "Sect Master Ning, Sect Master Ning…"

  A voice interrupted Ning Fengzhi’s thoughts.

  Turning around in confusion, he saw the Star Luo Supreme Emperor csping his hands.

  "Sect Master Ning, congratutions."

  "Likewise, likewise."

  Ning Fengzhi csped his hands in response.

  "Those who sy dragons inevitably become dragons themselves," he mused, unaware that his own smile had stretched to his ears.

  Moments ago, he envied others for having a god emerge from their sect. Now, the Seven Treasure Gzed Tile Sect had its own deity too!

  Boom!

  At this moment, Ning Rongrong broke through the Title Douluo realm, her body slowly levitating as a pilr of radiant light engulfed her.

  Sword Douluo, Bone Douluo, and others craned their necks to watch, not daring to blink.

  Though they trusted that Qin Xiao's presence meant no harm would come to her, they couldn’t help feeling nervous.

  Only when Ning Rongrong’s tenth soul ring appeared did they finally breathe a sigh of relief.

  "Greetings to the Goddess of Sloth!"

  Under the immense divine aura, the people who had just stood moments ago knelt down again in reverence.

  At this moment, Ning Rongrong seemed sacred, exalted, and looked down upon the masses.

  Surely, this was the end, right?

  Witnessing the birth of two deities in a single day—this was a story they could boast about for lifetimes.

  But Qin Xiao, holding a plethora of divine thrones, was far from done.

  He spoke again.

  "Liu Erlong, I bestow upon you the Divine Throne of Wrath."

  "Meng Yiran, I bestow upon you the Divine Throne of Greed."

  "Dugu Yan, I bestow upon you the Divine Throne of Gluttony."

  As Qin Xiao’s voice echoed repeatedly, everyone in the pza was struck with disbelief.

  Were they hearing things?

  Had the Thunder Emperor just conferred yet more divine thrones?

  Where were all these divine thrones coming from?

  In this surreal moment, it felt as though divine thrones, once unattainable, had become as commonpce as cabbages by the roadside.

  And not just ordinary cabbages—limitless cabbages, avaible in endless supply.

  "First-css divine throne…"

  "Another first-css divine throne."

  "All of them are first-css divine thrones!"

  Qian Daoliu felt like his mind was about to snap.

  Had Qin Xiao wiped out all the First-Css Gods in the Divine Realm?

  It was utterly absurd.

  People knew divine thrones were valuable, but few understood just how much more exalted first-css divine thrones were.

  Compared to human royalty, they were akin to dukes or princes.

  Meanwhile, watching her companions being crowned as gods, Qian Renxue felt a mix of admiration and longing.

  But in the next moment, her body trembled.

  "Qian Renxue, step forward to inherit the Divine Throne of Rakshasa…"

  When Qin Xiao announced her name, his tone was solemn, noticeably different.

  This throne wasn’t one Qin Xiao had prepared.

  In fact, the Divine Throne of Arrogance he had intended for her was now unnecessary.

  "Why? Why is it the Rakshasa Divine Throne?"

  Qian Renxue murmured softly, looking up at Qin Xiao.

  She knew the Rakshasa Divine Throne belonged to that woman.

  If the throne was now hers, what would become of the original owner?

  Qin Xiao noticed her conflicted expression and responded telepathically.

  "This throne was entrusted to me by her, to be passed on to you.

  "As for her… once this ceremony is over, I will send her to another world to begin her reincarnation. That will be the conclusion of her life."

  What!?

  Qian Renxue’s body shook again.

  Qin Xiao’s words left her utterly stunned.

  That madwoman… What was she doing now? Why would she give up being a god to be reborn?

  Her heart was filled with confusion.

  "The situation between you and her is incredibly complex," Qin Xiao continued. "I am neither you nor her. I ck your experiences and cannot say what I would do in your pce."

  Qian Renxue fell into deep thought.

  He was right.

  How could she judge her decisions when she had never lived through her pain?

  Perhaps the events of the past had hurt her so deeply that even time couldn’t heal those wounds.

  Even now, Qian Renxue couldn’t truly understand her.

  But the Rakshasa Divine Throne made one thing clear—it was an apology.

  Should she forgive her?

  Qian Renxue’s emotions grew increasingly complex.

  "If you don’t wish to accept the Rakshasa Divine Throne, I can grant you another. The Divine Throne of Arrogance, I believe, suits you well and is no less powerful than the Rakshasa Throne."

  Qin Xiao’s voice once again sounded in her mind.

  He, too, was curious about what her decision would be.

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