Douluo: Rebirth Yuhao, they all have evil intentions

“.”

Damn, how on earth has this little bastard managed to survive until now without being beaten to death?

It’s a deity after all?

Do you think this thing is the cabbage on the street?

Do you know how much I paid to inherit the Rakshasa throne?

You, this ignorant brat, actually despise me?

Resisting the urge to catch Huo Yuhao and beat him up, Bibi Dong took a deep breath and spoke in a cold tone.

"I'm sorry, I suddenly changed my mind and don't want to pass on the throne anymore."

".?"

Huo Yuhao’s smile froze: “Senior, what do you mean by this?”

"Why, you were calling me Your Holiness just now, but now you're calling me Senior?"

As if not wanting to miss any details, Bibi Dong observed the changing expressions on that pretty face. She felt an inexplicable sense of satisfaction as if she had gotten revenge, and her originally gloomy voice became much lighter.

"Although I don't know how you got the trident from Tang San, if you really have the strength to compete with him, or even defeat him, then you don't need to waste time looking for the inheritance of the Angel God here, right?"

"In order to prevent you from deliberately promising something you are unable to fulfill and then refusing to do the work after taking the benefits, I have decided to wait until I see you defeat Tang San with my own eyes before considering the matter of passing on the throne. What do you think?"

Huo Yuhao pondered for a moment and did not reject the proposal.

"Can."

The Rakshasa throne relies on the God Realm, which means that even if Bibi Dong inherits the throne now, without establishing a connection with the God Realm, the successor cannot directly become a god.

In addition, the God Realm must have noticed that the Seed of the Plane had devoured Ning Rongrong's divine position. Without knowing the attitude of the God Realm Committee, he could not just watch his companion become a god alone and go to the God Realm where he was unfamiliar with the place.

The enemy of my enemy is not necessarily my friend. Although the God of Destruction has been targeting Tang San, as Niu Tian said, this ambitious god will not allow a lower plane to escape the control of the divine world just because of a common enemy.

On the contrary, although Bibi Dong only has a wisp of soul left, with the blessing of the Rakshasa artifact, it will definitely not be a problem for her to hold back a priest for a short period of time. Such combat power may play an unexpected role at any time, so Huo Yuhao would naturally not refuse.

“The right choice.”

Bibi Dong raised her lips and nodded in satisfaction: "In that case, call your companion who is going to inherit the Rakshasa God position over here."

".Forehead?"

Huo Yuhao was stunned and obviously didn't understand what she meant.

Didn’t he say that he would inherit the throne after he killed Tang San?

"Although your companion cannot inherit the throne, he can still be an heir for the time being."

As if she had guessed what he was thinking, Bibi Dong explained calmly, "Now I am just a wisp of spirit that resides in the Rakshasa Demon Scythe. Maintaining my visible form like now requires constant consumption of energy. Although the consumption is not much, in order to avoid accidents, it is best to let the heir take care of me on weekdays."

"I see."

Huo Yuhao nodded to show his understanding, but then a strange look appeared on his face: “In other words, your current state is similar to that of a weapon spirit?”

"That's about it, any questions?"

“That’s not the case.”

Huo Yuhao couldn't help but imagine in his mind how Bibi Dong would control the sickle and hop around without anyone holding it. The funny scene made him laugh for a moment.

But jokes aside, the issue of finding an heir was a little difficult for him.

Although there were no so-called Rakshasa gods in the world of gods when he became a god in his previous life, one could tell from the name that this was definitely a position of god that only a guy who was evil enough to be festering could be qualified for.

In contrast, the original sins in him that also came from the evil god not only magnified other people's desires, but also made the people around him more and more lustful. He was just like a saint, who could do as much harm as he wanted.

But the problem is that there doesn't seem to be anyone around him who is that bad.

As a figure emerged in his mind, Huo Yuhao's eyes lit up slightly, and he met Bibi Dong's gaze as if to confirm.

"Let me ask you this: to inherit the Rakshasa throne, you just need to be bad enough, right?"

".You also need to have good enough qualifications."

Although she always felt that there was something wrong with Huo Yuhao's words, Bibi Dong still nodded with a gloomy face and asked curiously.

“Is there such a person around you?”

Hearing this question, Huo Yuhao raised his hand and scratched his hair, as if he was a little embarrassed, and smiled shyly.

"some!"

Are you kidding? As the leader of the Holy Spirit Church, he has so many talented people under him. Every one of them is a top talent. Every one of them is so evil that it would not be a pity even if their entire family was executed.

Already having the answer in his mind, Huo Yuhao raised his hand and tore a dark space crack from the void in front of him, and couldn't wait to drill into it.

"Wait a moment, I'll be back soon."

Five minutes later, Huo Yuhao came back.

Compared to being alone when he left, when he came back, there was a beautiful woman by his side who had a stunning appearance and a temperament that was vaguely similar to Bibi Dong.

Unfortunately, the two did not hit it off right away as Huo Yuhao had expected. It was as if they had found a fellow traveler and after a few words they began planning a plan to destroy the world.

They just stared at each other in silence, their eyes wide open.

He didn't even bother to say hello. After a brief eye contact, Ye Xishui couldn't help but narrow her eyes slightly and looked expressionlessly at Huo Yuhao who was trying to minimize his presence.

"You dragged me to this godforsaken place without giving me a shit. What exactly is going on now? Aren't you going to explain it to me?"

"I was just trying to give you two a chance to get to know each other, but who would have thought you'd just stare at each other like a dumb person."

Huo Yuhao spread his hands helplessly: “Let me briefly introduce you. This is Senior Bibi Dong, the last pope of the Spirit Hall ten thousand years ago. The reason why I called you here this time is that I want you to inherit her Rakshasa God position and become a god like Tang San.”

Ye Xishui raised her eyebrows in surprise, as if she didn't expect that the celebrity recorded in history would appear in front of her alive. She couldn't help but look Bibi Dong up and down again, her eyes flickering slightly.

But soon, she put away her curiosity and continued to ask Huo Yuhao, "What are the benefits of inheriting the throne?"

"There are many benefits, including near-eternal life, power beyond your limits... and of course, the most important thing for you. The moment you become a god, your lost body will be reshaped and reborn."

“.”

Ye Xishui was silent. Her heart was moved, but she suddenly looked at him with a smile, saying in surprise, "I am really flattered. I didn't expect you to care about me? You actually thought of me first for such a good thing?"

However, Huo Yuhao only revealed a shy smile that seemed a little guilty, and turned his head to look at Bibi Dong.

"Senior Bibi Dong, I wonder if she meets the conditions for succession?"

After hearing what Huo Yuhao said, Bibi Dong moved her gaze away from Ye Xishui's scarlet eyes and nodded slightly.

"He has good qualifications. He does look like a good person as you said... He is barely qualified."

As soon as these words came out, the expression on Ye Xishui's face suddenly couldn't hold back.

Although it was just a few words, it was enough for her to extract the information she wanted and piece together a general truth.

What the hell! ?

I was wondering when this brat would be so kind, and this is the condition! ?

Bibi Dong obviously noticed the change in her expression. Her eyes flickered for a moment, and she couldn't help but look at Huo Yuhao.

"Excuse me, are your companions... all women with outstanding looks like this?"

"Forehead?"

Huo Yuhao subconsciously wanted to refute, but he swallowed the words back when they reached his lips. Feeling the strange looks from Gu Yuena and Ye Guyi, his throat rolled slightly, and he was obviously lacking in confidence.

As if she was amused by his appearance, Bibi Dong couldn't help but chuckle.

"It seems that I won't be bored during this period before you defeat Tang San."

Without saying anything else, she raised her hand and pointed at the Angel Holy Sword inside, reminding Huo Yuhao in a cold tone.

"Now, you can go in with your angel girlfriend. With the sacred aura in her martial spirit, even if the angel holy sword has been broken, she should be able to respond."

Although he had agreed to Huo Yuhao's deal, it was not a pleasant thing to watch his daughter's belongings fall into the hands of others.

Huo Yuhao nodded and thanked them softly. Then he reached out and grabbed Ye Guyi and Gu Yuena, who couldn't help blushing because of Bibi Dong's address, and walked into the light golden barrier.

Realizing that the Angel's Holy Sword contained fragments of the divine throne, his goal would naturally not be as simple as just the artifact itself.

Relying on the huge amount of faith power contained in the plane seed, he can try to repair the internal god position and let Ye Guyi become the heir to the angel god position like Ye Xishui.

After watching the three people walk into the barrier, Bibi Dong looked at Ye Xishui again and stretched out the Rakshasa Demon Scythe in her hand.

"Hold it, and I will start the ceremony of succession to the throne for you."

ps: On Valentine's Day, everyone else is making love with their girlfriends, but I have to work and write at the same time. It's a nightmare. I beg the big guys to pity the author and vote with the monthly tickets in your hands.