manynovel Chapter 227 Han Ruoruo: Strike First
Chapter 227 Han Ruoruo: Strike First
Chapter 227 Han Ruoruo: Strike First
Unfortunately, in addition to overseeing the punishments of the dragon race, the Light Dragon King also managed the dragon race's reproduction plan. As a result, the Dark Dragon King ended up getting pregnant.
In the end, it was only after the Dragon God himself intervened that the two were able to "legitimately" come together under the witness of the entire clan, becoming the first couple in the history of the dragon race with completely opposite attributes.
But now, looking at it this way, everyone feels that the truth of what happened back then is probably even more shocking than the rumors.
Otherwise, how come the Light Dragon King still has such a short temper after all these years, and is always completely controlled by his wife?
"Ahem!"
The Dragon God coughed heavily twice, seemingly with a headache, forcibly drawing everyone's attention back.
"Even so, have you considered the consequences? If we hand over the energy within the Dragon Pillar to him now, the entire Dragon Tomb will collapse completely because it has lost the Dragon Pillar as its foundation."
At that point, we'll only have two paths before us. Either we choose to integrate the Dragon Tomb into the Douluo Continent and be observed again by the God Realm, or we are completely swept away by the raging spacetime turbulence and turned into cosmic dust.
Gu Yuena frowned slightly.
She certainly didn't consider that.
After all, before she arrived, she never expected that the Dragon God would choose to integrate his remains into the Ascending Dragon Pillar, making it the core that sustains the entire demiplane.
This would inevitably lead to irreparable problems for the Dragon Tomb by utilizing its internal energy.
Just as Gu Yuena's purple eyes were flashing as she pondered a solution, a gentle and familiar voice softly sounded in her ear.
"Senior, would you be so kind as to relocate the entire Dragon Tomb to my undead demiplane?"
With that voice, the light barrier that had separated everyone quietly dissipated.
Huo Yuhao reappeared before everyone and began chanting a series of obscure and difficult-to-understand incantations.
As the last syllable fell, the space in front of them distorted.
A dark gate shimmering with an eerie light slowly emerged, emanating a chilling aura that made most of the surrounding dragon kings feel somewhat uncomfortable.
Before Huo Yuhao could even begin to introduce them, the Light Dragon King roared angrily.
"Your ability is far too evil! Humans, do you want us to enter your so-called undead demiplane, be transformed into undead creatures, and then be enslaved by you for eternity...?"
Before the Dragon King of Light could finish speaking, a muffled, loud noise suddenly rang out.
To everyone's astonishment, the slender body of the Light Dragon King fell straight to the ground.
Beside him, the Dark Dragon King leisurely blew on his fist and said with a smile, "Finally, some peace and quiet."
She didn't even glance at her unconscious husband on the ground, her tone full of disgust.
"You're supposed to be the Dragon King who wields the power of light, yet you couldn't even discern the true core of this demiplane. I'm ashamed of you. You should just lie down and get some sleep instead of continuing to embarrass yourself here."
The other dragon kings present immediately lowered their eyes and pretended not to see anything, and dared not utter any words.
The Dark Dragon King shrugged helplessly, put on her signature gentle smile again, and walked with great interest to the dark door, examining it carefully, her beautiful eyes sparkling with interest.
"Little human brother, your demiplane is indeed very interesting. The power of death and darkness is actually generated from light as its foundation. Even I have never heard of such a structure before."
"If I had been alive back then and witnessed such a miraculous event, I might have been able to unravel more mysteries from it, and perhaps even advance my strength further."
She paused, walked around the dark portal once, and added:
"Furthermore, I can sense that your demiplane is at a critical stage of evolution. Perhaps after completing the few missing powers within, it truly has the potential to evolve into a primary plane."
As former gods, they were naturally familiar with demiplanes.
Dragon Tomb is itself a type of demiplane, and the so-called God Realm is nothing more than a more powerful energy plane with more perfect rules.
Huo Yuhao nodded slightly. He had naturally inquired about the current situation in the undead demiplane with Elder Yi, and the reply he received was to let things take their course and observe the changes.
After all, making a demiplane continue to evolve is an extremely difficult task.
When Einar created the undead demiplane, it was only to make it easier to study necromancy. If a lot of time were spent figuring out how to evolve the demiplane, it would be putting the cart before the horse.
"What you say is absolutely right, senior," Huo Yuhao said sincerely. "I just wonder if my suggestion is feasible?"
"Oh dear, why are you calling me 'senior'? Am I that old? Just call me 'sister'."
The Dark Dragon King suddenly turned around, winked playfully at Huo Yuhao, chuckled softly while covering his mouth, then waved his hand and said:
"As for the plan you mentioned, judging from your age, this demiplane shouldn't be your idea, right?"
"Let me have a proper conversation with the true creator of this demiplane. Perhaps we can find a solution that satisfies both sides."
Seeing the Dark Dragon King suddenly become unusually familiar and even chat intimately with Huo Yuhao, Gu Yuena subconsciously frowned, feeling a bit strange.
However, considering that Gu Moxin and Gu Xiyue had both said that their parents were very loving, surely nothing unexpected could go wrong?
……
Night had just fallen in the inner courtyard of Shrek Academy.
A lingering glow of the setting sun still lingered on the horizon, painting the horizon a magnificent orange-red.
In a room filled with a faint, mixed scent of herbs, the curtains swayed gently in the evening breeze.
There were no lights on in the room; the only light source was the last bit of daylight streaming in from the window, which made the two figures inside appear somewhat blurry, adding to the mysterious atmosphere.
"Sister Ruoruo, do we really have to make this room so dark? People who don't know better will think we're doing something shady."
Wu Ming muttered something under her breath, shifting her body uncomfortably, feeling uncomfortable all over.
"Besides, we all know each other, is it necessary to make the atmosphere so tense?"
"What do you know, you little brat?"
Upon hearing this, Han Ruoruo, who was sitting upright at her desk, let out a meaningful chuckle.
He then pushed up his frameless glasses on the bridge of his nose, the lenses reflecting a sharp gleam in the afterglow of the setting sun.
"Any successful plan needs a fitting opening. That's called a sense of ritual, understand?"
Wu Ming nodded as if she understood, but seeing Han Ruoruo completely immersed in her role as the mastermind, she wisely decided to keep quiet and not say anything more.
After all, the reason why Sister Ruo has become the way she is today is, to some extent, the result of her own actions bringing out the dark side of her heart.
It's too late to say anything now.
"Knock knock knock".
Just then, a rhythmic knocking sound came from the door.
Wu Ming subconsciously straightened her back, while Han Ruoruo slowly adjusted the white coat she had specially worn, a knowing smile playing on her lips, and spoke in a calm tone:
"Come in, the door's unlocked."
With a creak, the door was pushed open, and a tall, voluptuous figure walked in against the light.
"Sister Ruoruo, is everything finished?"
Surprisingly, Ma Xiaotao, who came in, was also acting out of character.
His usually fiery and unrestrained nature was completely suppressed, and his expression was unusually solemn, as if he were about to carry out some great plan that risked everything.
Han Ruoruo did not answer immediately. Instead, she placed her hands on the table, rested her chin on the back of her hands, and looked at Ma Xiaotao with interest, as if assessing her determination.
After a long pause, he slowly opened his mouth.
"certainly."
As she spoke, she flipped her wrist, and a crystal bottle appeared in her palm.
The bottle contained a deep red liquid that emitted an eerie glow; just looking at it made one's heart race for no reason.
"I consulted with Elder Zhuang and also consulted a large number of rare pharmacological books in the library of the academy."
Finally, based on the original liquid you gave me, and after mixing with hundreds of extremely potent and rare ingredients, this is the perfect masterpiece. In terms of purity, it far surpasses any so-called similar drugs on the market.
I guarantee that even a piece of wood would burn fiercely all night after drinking it. I gave it a very fitting name: "The Liquid of Burning Desire."
Upon hearing this, Ma Xiaotao's breath hitched slightly, and a burning light instantly shone in her beautiful phoenix eyes.
"As expected, entrusting this matter to Sister Ruoruo ensured that everything would go smoothly."
As she spoke, she eagerly stepped forward and reached out to take the crystal bottle.
Han Ruoruo deftly pulled her hand back, avoiding her grab, and a sly smile appeared on her face.
"Xiao Tao, you can't rush things. You should know the rules. Don't go back on your promises to your sister. Don't let me down."
Ma Xiaotao paused, immediately stood up straight, nodded heavily, and solemnly promised:
"Don't worry, I, Ma Xiaotao, keep my word. I'll make sure you, Sister Ruoruo, get the first taste of the good life."
Having received a satisfactory answer, Han Ruoruo smiled contentedly and handed over the crystal bottle.
Ma Xiaotao took it, held it in her palm like a treasure, glanced at it, and then quickly put it into her storage soul tool.
After getting what she wanted, she seemed to have completed some secret handover mission, and turned around and strode out of the room without any hesitation.
Watching Ma Xiaotao's hurried figure disappear outside the door, Wu Ming finally breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Han Ruoruo, who remained calm and composed, with some doubt.
"Sister Ruoruo, when will we start our operation in coordination with Xiaotao?"
According to their previously agreed plan, Han Ruoruo used the evil fire venom separated from Liehuo Xingjiaoshu as a base to refine a special medicine with sufficiently high purity.
Then Ma Xiaotao will find a suitable opportunity and create the necessary conditions.
The final step is that, naturally, something indescribable happens.
Even Wu Ming, a girl with a fiery and daring personality, found the idea of this plan a bit too exciting.
Especially when the idea of a "relay race" popped into her mind, her ears instantly turned bright red.
"action?"
Han Ruoruo chuckled softly, picked up the teacup on the table, and took a sip, her posture as elegant as if she were savoring some exquisite wine.
"Of course, the sooner the better, and we must strike first, before Xiaotao does."
A big question mark appeared above Wu Ming's head, and her little face was full of confusion:
"Huh? Strike first? Weren't we supposed to be cooperating with Xiaotao and the others?"
"You little rascal, are you really that naive or just pretending?"
Han Ruoruo rolled her eyes at her, then habitually pushed up her glasses.
"Use your little brain to think about it. According to Xiaotao's plan, the four of us will share one night."
Even if Yuhao has a great physique, how much energy will he have left? And how long do you think you can maintain that tenderness?
She paused, her tone becoming earnest, as if she were truly considering Wu Ming's best interests at heart:
"Besides, I'm doing this all for your sake, little girl. Otherwise, even if it were to cooperate with Xiaotao, I would be the first."
As she spoke, under Wu Ming's increasingly shocked gaze, Han Ruoruo slowly took out another crystal bottle from her storage soul tool.
The liquid in this bottle is a much deeper color than the one given to Ma Xiaotao earlier; it's almost a dark red.
Wu Ming's eyes widened instantly, as if she had just realized something, and she exclaimed in surprise, "Sister Ruoruo, what's wrong?"
"Shhh."
Han Ruoruo put her index finger to her lips, a mischievous smile on her face.
"What I gave Xiaotao just now was just a mixture of other mild medicinal herbs and a little bit of the original liquid. At most, it can only have a slight effect of nourishing yin and yang, so it's more of a placebo."
She proudly shook the bottle of the real product in her hand, showing off: "This is the real 'Desire-Burning Liquid'. Its greatest effect is not as simple as making the user's blood vessels dilate and burn with desire."
After all, when I went to ask Master Zhuang for advice on pharmacology, I couldn't just say that I wanted to prepare something that sounded rather unorthodox, could I?
I changed my approach and started from a different angle, which resulted in a unique and even more practical effect for the medicine.
At this point, Han Ruoruo's eyes sparkled with excitement.
"Today, its greatest function is to greatly enhance the body's tolerance to pain, while also forming a tough protective film in the body."
It protects the user's internal organs and fragile meridians from damage even under high-intensity energy impacts. So, my dear Ming'er, do you understand now?
Wu Ming's small mouth opened slightly, clearly stunned by this amazing reversal.
(End of this chapter)