Border of the Douluo Divine Realm – God of Destruction's Territory – Palace of Destruction
(3rd Point of view)
Following the announcement and the shift in atmosphere, the gathered gods gradually dispersed, each carrying a newfound excitement and a deep sense of responsibility.
Though their lord had postponed the Divine Realm's expansion plan, they knew it was only a temporary delay.
Hui Xuanyan's existence had changed everything, and they would do whatever it took to ensure his safety and future growth accordingly.
As Zhou Weiqing and Tan Lan departed together in twin streaks of light, their paths briefly diverged—one heading home to his wives to reassure them of his safety and bring them to the Forest of Life, the other already preparing to start his watchful duty at the forest of life.
Zho Weiqing let out a low sigh. "It seems our priorities have shifted."
Tan Lan smirked. "You're not disappointed, are you?"
Weiqing shook his head. "No. I just wonder… when the time comes, will we be ready for the storm that follows?"
Tan Lan chuckled knowingly. "When are we ever ready?"
Weiqing said nothing for a moment before smiling. "Brother Tan Lan, I'll be joining you later. When I heard our lord call I dropped everything to come to the palace of destruction .I need to assure my family of my safety and bring them to celebrate the birth of our little lord."
Tan Lan's laughter rang through the air as he waved Zhou Weiqing off . "Take care of yourself, Brother Weiqing."
As Zhou Weiqing vanished in a streak of silver-blue light across the horizon, Tan Lan's smile slowly faded. His golden eyes darkened, losing their warmth as a cold glint flickered within them.
There are seven Original Sins in the world—Greed, Wrath, Gluttony, Pride, Envy, Lust, and Sloth—known as the Seven Negative Emotions.
The gods who bear these names do not embody sin itself. Instead, they wield the power of their domains, tasked with controlling and absorbing these emotions from the lower realms.
Even the God of Lust, his elder sister Se Yu, was not truly depraved by nature. Their divinity was a burden, a responsibility, not a curse.
Nevertheless, Tan Lan was different.
As the youngest of the Original Sin Gods, he had always struggled to control the power of Greed. Even after ascending to Level 120 and achieving First-Class Godhood, his godhood remained volatile.
After all, among all sins, Greed was the hardest to tame.
For now, he had learned to direct it—to channel his insatiable hunger toward his master's safety, his siblings' happiness, and the prosperity of their faction.
For now, His greed had purpose.
Yet, there were times when his nature whispered darker temptations to him.
Like when he learned that his lifelong friend, the original God of Damage, had chosen a mortal successor to pass on his divine throne.
That was when Tan Lan grew greedy.
He had to know more.
So, he watched. He observed. He spied.
And that was how he discovered Zhou Weiqing's connection to Tang San.
Tan Lan absently played with the golden rings that adorned his fingers, his expression unreadable. Each ring shimmered with divine energy, relics of his own godhood. His fingers danced across their surface, an idle habit he only indulged in when deep in thought.
"I never told our master about your past, Zhou Weiqing."
"Not because I feared a war—no, war is inevitable. But out of respect for your predecessor… a man whom I once called a dear friend."
"I had hoped that after years of serving under our lord, after witnessing the kindness he bestowed upon you and your family, you would finally see the light."
Tan Lan's fingers stilled. His golden eyes gleamed dangerously.
"But things are different now."
"With the birth of our little lord, I cannot afford hesitation."
For now, he would watch. He would wait.
Nevertheless, should Zhou Weiqing step out of line—should he show even the slightest sign of betrayal—?
Tan Lan would not hesitate.
His lips curled into a cold smile.
"Zhou Weiqing, oh Zhou Weiqing… don't blame me for being ruthless."
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Location: Border of the Douluo Divine Realm - The Forest of Life - Ancient Tree of Life
Meanwhile, back in the Forest of Life, Sheng Ming stood beneath the ancient canopy of glowing leaves, her hands gently resting on her abdomen. She could already feel the two opposing forces within her unborn child—Destruction and Life—interacting in ways she had never thought possible.
The news of her pregnancy had spread to the Divine Realm's inner circles, but for now, it remained a closely guarded secret. The child she carried was not just a miracle; he was a symbol of change and change was something many gods hated.
A soft breeze carried the scent of divine flora as a figure stepped into the clearing—Hui Mie.
His gaze softened as he approached, wrapping his arms around her from behind.
"How are you feeling?" he asked, his voice uncharacteristically gentle.
Sheng Ming smiled, leaning into him. "Stronger than ever. I can feel him, Hui Mie… Our child is growing fast."
He closed his eyes, resting his forehead against her shoulder. "I swear no harm will come to him. No matter what it takes, I will protect both of you."
Sheng Ming chuckled, lacing her fingers with his. "I believe you. But remember, you're not alone in this."
For once, Hui Mie allowed himself a rare moment of peace, standing there with his wife, knowing that this was just the beginning.
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As the months passed, rumors regarding Sheng Ming and Hui Mie spread like wildfire throughout the Divine Realm.
At first, whispers suggested a rift between the God of Destruction and the Goddess of Life. Given their history of ideological clashes—particularly their frequent disputes over the Divine Realm's future—many gods assumed they had once again fallen into disagreement.
The main source of these suspicions? The sudden, extended presence of the Original Sin along with the god of Damage within the Forest of Life.
This was highly unusual. The Original Sin Gods were Hui Mie's most loyal subordinates yet often regarded with distrust by other gods due to their dominion over negative emotions.
For them to linger in the Forest of Life, the sacred domain of Sheng Ming, raised countless questions.
Had she quarreled with Hui Mie and sought refuge in her own domain?
Was she preparing for something that required the presence of such dangerous gods?
On the other hand—more drastically—had the couple finally reached an impasse in their marriage?
Many speculated that Hui Mie had finally overstepped his bounds, angering Sheng Ming to the point that she no longer wished to be near him.
However, this particular rumor was shattered in a single moment.
During their next appearance before the Divine Committee, Sheng Ming and Hui Mie were unexpectedly tender with each other.
Their interactions were subtle but undeniable—the gentle way Hui Mie assisted Sheng Ming in sitting, the way his gaze softened whenever she spoke, the way she allowed him to fuss over her without protest.
For a god who ruled through power and destruction, seeing Hui Mie act so subdued—almost obedient—was a shock.
Any doubts about their relationship were erased that day.
With the idea of conflict dismissed, new whispers emerged—whispers that quickly gained traction.
"The Goddess of Life… is pregnant."
At first, it was merely a wild theory. Nevertheless, the signs became impossible to ignore.
Those who sat on the Divine Committee alongside Sheng Ming began noticing subtle but undeniable changes in her behavior—changes that any mortal healer would have recognized instantly.
Nausea and vomiting: On multiple occasions, Sheng Ming was seen excusing herself during meetings, returning moments later with a slightly pale face.Cravings and aversions: Foods she once loved, she could no longer stand, while she developed sudden cravings for strange combinations of flavors.
A persistent sour or metallic taste in her mouth—something that caused her to request oddly specific drinks.
Fatigue: Though always composed, she seemed to tire more easily, a contrast to her usual endless vitality.
Moreover, most telling of all—the gradual growth of her belly.
By the time her pregnancy was beyond doubt, the Divine Realm had erupted into speculation.
"Is it even possible for the Goddess of Life and the God of Destruction to conceive?"
No divine couple had ever attempted such a thing before. The energies of Life and Destruction were opposite forces—energies that clashed, rather than blended.
Many gods secretly questioned whether such a child could even be born, or if it would bring balance… or calamity.
Even more intriguing was Hui Mie's behavior.
For the first time in history, the feared and warlike God of Destruction became… overprotective.
He no longer sought confrontations with Tang San. He no longer pursued the Divine Realm expansion with the same reckless determination. Instead, he became utterly devoted to his wife's well-being—a sight that was equal parts endearing and unnerving to those who knew him.
To see the God of Destruction obeying his wife's every whim without question… it was almost surreal.
Thus, what began as mere speculation quickly solidified into truth.
"The Goddess of Life… is pregnant."
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Border of the Douluo Divine Realm – God of Sea Territory – Palace of the Sea
In the dimly lit halls of the Palace of the Sea, the flickering glow of divine flames cast long shadows against the walls. A heavy silence filled the chamber, disturbed only by the rustle of turning pages.
Tang San sat in his study, fingers idly flipping through the pages of an ancient tome detailing the history of the Divine Realm, his sharp eyes fixated on the sections regarding the Dragon God.
The flickering candlelight cast shadows across his refined features, his long blue hair cascading down his back in a loose ponytail. He had been here for hours, yet his mind barely registered the words in front of him.
Instead, his thoughts were consumed by one thing.
The unborn child of Hui Mie and Sheng Ming.
At first, he had dismissed the rumors as nothing more than exaggerations, the typical sensationalism that often spread through the Divine Realm. A child of Life and Destruction? Impossible. Their energies were meant to oppose, not create.
Yet, as the months passed, the whispers only grew louder.
The Original Sin Gods had stationed themselves within the Forest of Life—a place they had no business being. Hui Mie's behavior had changed drastically. Moreover, most telling of all, Sheng Ming herself had shown undeniable signs of pregnancy.
Even during meetings within the Divine Committee, Tang San found himself watching, waiting—his sharp senses honed on Hui Mie. However, the God of Destruction remained as unreadable as ever, Tang San knew him too well. There was something different. Something guarded in the way he carried himself.
That only deepened his curiosity.
What Would a Child of Life and Destruction Become?
At first, the idea seemed absurd. Nevertheless, the more Tang San thought about it, the more a terrifying possibility arose.
If such a child were truly born, would it not mean that the powers of Life and Destruction—once thought to be eternal opposites—could exist in harmony?
Would that not mean that Creation Energy—the power lost with the death of the Dragon God—could return?
The implications were staggering.
Such a power could disrupt the balance of the entire Divine Realm. It could threaten the very foundations upon which the gods ruled.
In addition, if this child truly possessed it…
Then what role would they play in the future?
Tang San wasn't the only one who sought answers.
The Goddess of Kindness had personally visited the Forest of Life, offering blessings and well wishes to Sheng Ming. Of all the gods, she was one of the few who seemed genuinely happy for the couple.
The God of Evil had expressed interest—not in the child's well-being, but in its potential as a warrior.
Then there was Tang San himself.
Unlike the others, his curiosity was not passive.
Though he said nothing outright, he tested the waters. He subtly probed the members of the Divine Committee, listening for details, gathering fragments of information. He even considered using his position as the leader of the Divine Committee to request an official inquiry.
Nevertheless, something held him back.
Perhaps it was because Hui Mie had yet to publicly acknowledge the child's birth.
Perhaps it was because Sheng Ming remained deep within the Forest of Life, protected by some of the most powerful entities in existence.
On the other hand, perhaps… deep down, even Tang San felt an unease he could not explain.
Because if what the rumors suggested were true—
Then the Divine Realm was about to witness the birth of something dangerous.
The Douluo Divine Realm had always been a place of delicate equilibrium. Power was split among the five God Kings, but it had never been truly equal. Now, more than ever, the scales tipped in favor of the God of Destruction.
Unlike Tang San, whose forces were divided among gods with varying degrees of loyalty and power?
Hui Mie commanded absolute authority over his subordinates—all of whom were First-Class Gods and unwavering in their devotion. They were not just powerful; they were unified.
Then there was Sheng Ming.
One of the Five God Kings, a woman whose influence rivaled even his own. For years, Tang San had been able to maneuver around her neutrality, using her duty as a God Committee member and one of the God Enforcers to prevent her from interfering in conflicts between him and Hui Mie.
But now—
Now, she was a mother.
A mother with a child whose potential that left even him felling threatened.
A mother who despite her kind nature would never stand idly by if her child's safety was threatened.
Tang San's expression darkened.
His previous strategies would no longer work. Before, he could argue duty, law, and divine balance to persuade Sheng Ming to remain neutral. However, no mother would gamble her child's life on politics.
Moreover, that changed everything.
If he made a move against Hui Mie, she would retaliate.
If she retaliated, the Divine Realm would be thrown into war.
In addition, if war broke out…
Could Tang San truly say he would win?
For the first time in a long while, doubt crept into his mind.
The room was once again silence
Then, without warning—
A powerful yet gentle aura spread through the room.
Tang San's sharp blue eyes lifted, already aware of the presence before him.
Standing just a few meters away, exuding a perfect blend of ice and fire, was none other than Rong Nianbing, the God of Emotions.
His long golden hair draped over his shoulders, the interwoven auras of extreme cold and blazing heat radiating from his very being. Though he appeared youthful, his deep gaze carried the weight of an existence that had long surpassed Tang San's own.
In terms of pure battle power, Rong Nianbing was second only to him and the God of Destruction, yet he had always preferred to remain neutral—unless forced otherwise.
As such this was no casual visit.
"You've been watching them closely, haven't you?" Rong Nianbing's voice was calm, his tone carrying neither accusation nor approval. "Hui Mie and Sheng Ming's child… I assume you've realized the significance of their existence."
"I wouldn't have come here unless I was interested, you know."
Tang San set his book down, regarding him carefully. Letting out a quiet sigh, his fingers lightly tracing the air.
A wave of divine energy rippled outward, forming a floating crystalline orb before Tang San's desk. Within it, golden threads of fate twisted and turned—yet abruptly ended in an empty void.
"I can no longer see the future of the Divine Realm," He admitted. "Not clearly, at least."
Rong Nianbing expression sharpened.
Tang San was the God of Sea and Asura , but his power wasn't limited to just those two —his insight into fate and destiny was one of the strongest among the gods.
For him to be unable to perceive the Divine Realm's future…
It could only mean one thing.
"The child is outside fate itself," Tang San muttered.
"A rising star… a certainty among uncertainties," Rong Nianbing murmured, gazing into the swirling light. "With the power they are set to inherit; their ascension to a God King is inevitable."
Tang San remained silent.
He already knew this. The question was—what would it mean for the Divine Realm?
Conflit or Coexistence?
"I assume you've already considered taking action," Rong Nianbing continued, his golden eyes piercing through Tang San's quiet contemplation.
Tang San's gaze flickered, unreadable as always. "What makes you think that?"
Rong Nianbing let out a small chuckle. "Because you and the God of Destruction have never been on good terms. Ever since you ascended, he's been a thorn in your side, and now—now he has a successor."
Tang San narrowed his eyes slightly. "And what of you? You've never been fond of him either."
Rong Nianbing shook his head. "True, but unlike you, I have no interest in unnecessary conflict. If it comes down to war, I will not take sides unless absolutely necessary."
Tang San studied him for a moment. Then, with a soft sigh, he leaned back in his chair.
"You fear the child's power," he stated.
Rong Nianbing did not deny it. "I fear what it represents. Balance is fragile, Tang San. And the moment this child is born, the scales will tip."
Silence stretched between them.
Then, after a moment, Tang San's lips curled into a faint, almost imperceptible smile.
"Then we'll just have to be prepared, won't we?"
Rong Nianbing's eyes lingered on him for a long moment before he turned away.
As he vanished into a flicker of ice and flame, his final words echoed through the chamber.
"Be careful, Tang San. You're not the only one watching."
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