Super Insane Doctor of the Goddess Chapter 3398: Victory Banquet!

Early the next day.

Holy Imperial Court.

Inside the palace dining hall.

The King of Creation, Sacred Prison King, Bujie, Xu Ying, Lin Wenxuan, and Xiang Kunlun sat together in the dining room, digging into their breakfast.

Bujie wagged his head and remarked, "No surprise that some kings in history skipped morning court; Brother Yang has to be sunk deep in the soft embrace of romance!"

Ning Jianfeng teased, "Brother Yang hasn't laid eyes on Sister-in-law Qingmei for three years, so it's like dry tinder catching a blazing spark, and the blaze just keeps raging!"

"Hahaha..."

A bunch of rowdy guys erupted in hearty laughs.

Dongfang Ruoshui, Xiao Ziyun, Alinda, Prajna, and the other ladies could only smile wryly, unsure how to react.

They'd intended to drop by Yang Luo's quarters the previous evening, yet Su Qingmei had beaten them to it.

Bujie gulped down some milk and declared with confidence, "So, sisters-in-law, when do you intend to bless Brother Yang with a few sturdy, robust sons?

That way, I can herd a pack of young ones into cultivation!"

Ning Jianfeng shot Bujie a stern look and commented, "You should drop that idea; as the saying goes, 'close to cinnabar turns red, close to ink turns black.' If Brother Yang's kids hang around you, they'll definitely go astray!"

"Right on, right on! Sticking with you, the bald-headed monk, they're bound to get corrupted!"

"By then, if Brother Yang's boys all copy your ways—boozing, chowing down on meat, and leering at ladies while acting sly—it'd spell total chaos!"

The Lava Tyrant, The Dark Knight, and the rest chimed in with nods.

"Why claim that trailing me will make them go bad? Isn't it just guy stuff to booze, munch on meat, and check out pretty women?"

Bujie grew annoyed right away, "I'm sure I can mold Brother Yang's sons into true men who tower over the realm!"

Xu Ying joined in, "Should Brother Yang father a son, let me handle his upbringing. I'll forge him into a mighty Sword Cultivator!"

Xia Ziyang beamed with a gentle smile and offered, "If Brother Yang has a girl, I'll raise her myself!"

The devil kings suggested, "Why not let me look after Mr. Yang's daughter? I'll guide her to master the arts of an outstanding mage!"

The Elven Mage added, "Sister Medea, I'd be glad to instruct Brother Yang's daughter in the ways of magic cultivation too!"

The folks around the table dove into a heated debate, each competing to claim the role of guardian for Yang Luo's future offspring.

Dongfang Ruoshui, Xiao Ziyun, and the Goddess of Fate appeared utterly at a loss.

They certainly longed to bear children for Yang Luo, yet maybe because of his unique body constitution, their wombs stayed empty.

"What's got you all talking so animatedly?"

Right then, Yang Luo and Su Qingmei made their way down from the upper floor.

Bujie grinned and explained, "Brother Yang, we were hashing out who'd be the best fit to watch over your kids once the sisters-in-law bring them into the world!"

Yang Luo replied in exasperation, "I haven't even got children yet, and you're jumping ahead to who'll mind them—don't you think that's rushing things a tad?"

Ning Jianfeng gestured dismissively and noted, "Planning ahead never hurts!"

Bujie frowned in confusion and inquired, "Brother Yang, is something off with you? How come the sisters-in-law haven't borne you a child so far?"

"You're the one who's off!"

Yang Luo smacked Bujie's shiny bald pate and took a seat.

"Oh yeah, where are the elders?"

Yang Luo shifted the subject.

Xu Ying answered, "The elders headed out at dawn today alongside the Celestial Master and Master Xuanku, mentioning they aimed to tour the key sects across Country Hua."

"Oh..."

Yang Luo nodded as understanding dawned.

Bujie asked with keen interest, "Alright then, what's on the agenda once we finish eating?"

Long Xiang suggested, "Brother Yang, how about you show us around this planet after we eat?"

"Yeah, yeah!"

Zhao Hetu bobbed his head vigorously, "It's not every day we come to Earth; we ought to check it out properly!"

Zhu Yuan, Luo Xingchu, Wu Qiansheng, Xia Chaoyang, Lu Yunqi, and the others were all keen to wander about.

Yang Luo agreed with a nod, "Fine, with everyone so eager, let's embark on a global adventure right after breakfast!"

"Awesome!"

Long Xiang and the group shouted back with thrilled voices all at once.

Over the ensuing week.

Yang Luo guided Long Xiang and the others to spots all across the globe.

They soaked up the traditions and vibes of diverse nations, visited renowned sites from every region.

To Yunlong Xiang and his crew, the wonders of Earth felt fresh and captivating.

Plus, as folks worldwide knew Yang Luo and his group well,

they kept getting mobbed by fans wanting snapshots no matter where they traveled.

Their chuckles and delight echoed through every part of the planet.

...

The week flew by in a flash.

The triumph feast went ahead on schedule.

One week later, come morning.

The Holy Imperial Court base buzzed with energy.

All those who'd fought in the epic clash showed up for the festivities.

Big shots from around the world streamed into the Holy Imperial Court.

Envoys from the mortal realm's sects, Kunlun Ruins, and Penglai Immortal Island.

Delegates from the underworld's chief groups.

Commanders from nations everywhere.

Chiefs of the globe's premier ancient clans and giant firms, to name a few.

Near nine o'clock in the morning.

In the expansive square before the palace at Divine Emperor Island's heart, setups of tables and seats filled the broad space.

Tables overflowed with tasty foods and top-shelf drinks.

Folks clustered in small packs, yakking animatedly.

Alves, ruler of the Kingdom of Magic, twirled his wine glass and grinned, "In today's world, only Mr. Yang wields such massive sway!

He's the one who can draw together the planet's elite from every corner!"

Augustus, Blood Race Patriarch, guffawed, "From that initial encounter with Mr. Yang, I sensed he was destined for greatness!

Right there, I vowed our Blood Race would stick by Mr. Yang ever after!

And events have vindicated my choice!"

Hopkins, head of the Demon Dragon Clan, chuckled and said, "As though just your Blood Race enjoys a tight bond with Mr. Yang!

Our Demon Dragon Clan has stood as his loyal allies all along too!"

The God Slaying Temple's Palace Master, Evil Butcher, roared with laughter, "Enough squabbling, you veterans!

I share a genuine brotherhood with Yang Luo!

Through yesterday, today, and tomorrow, we remain sworn brothers!"

Alves, Augustus, Hopkins, and the like felt somewhat resigned.

If only they were a couple decades younger, they too could forge a brotherly tie with Yang Luo.

At the same time.

A short distance off.

Mr. Yi and General Long each clutched a glass of red wine, engaged in conversation.

"What a fitting spawn of the ancient Eastern realm, producing a supreme powerhouse who leads the world; it's downright jealous-making!"

"Naturally, this owes much to the guidance from Mr. Yi and General Long!"

"The Divine Emperor guided humankind to crush the Fiend Celestial Army from the Outer Domain not once, but twice; his feats stand unmatched globally!"

"The Divine Emperor's legacy will etch itself into the annals of history, etched in the minds of generations to come!"

Heads of states, ancient family lords, organization bosses hurried over to raise toasts, showering endless praise.

Mr. Yi and General Long grinned broadly, their laughter booming.

General Long reflected with a sigh, "Never imagined that the kid who always griped about my tough training would rise to such heights!"

Mr. Yi's gaze brimmed with honor, "Little Luo stands as the glory of our Country Hua, and truly, the glory of all humankind!"