Chapter 202

Shui Bing'er and a few others returned quickly, and at the same time an uninvited guest arrived.

Bòsàixī

"What are you doing here?" Yang Pòxuě asked bluntly.

Bòsàixī first bowed to Yang Yun: "Sect Master Yang, I was sent by the Sea God to apologize; now the Sea God has admitted guilt and accepted punishment from the God of Destruction and the God of Life."

Compensation will be handled by Sea God Island; once we find ten soul bones over thirty thousand years old, we will personally deliver them to the Sect of Breaking Heaven as an apology.

After saying that, he looked at Yang Pòxuě, confirming that she bore the Sea God's Heart—that is, the Sea God's aura—and a hint of dimness flashed in Bòsàixī's eyes.

Once the Sea God's Heart is inherited, it means his duty will come to an end—that is, the day Yang Pòxuě becomes a god will be the day Bòsàixī falls.

"Future Sea God, Sea God Island welcomes your arrival to inherit the Sea God's position at any time."

Yang Pòxuě frowned slightly at Yang Yun and said coldly, "No need for that; I am now the Hall Master of the Enforcement Hall of the Sect of Breaking Heaven. If you have anything to say, tell the Sect Master—the Sect Master's will is my will."

Bòsàixī never imagined how important the Sect of Breaking Heaven was in Yang Pòxuě's heart, nor did he expect that someone who could at any time inherit the Sea God's position would be so loyal to a sect master.

Even if that person is the heir of the God of Destruction.

Looking at Yang Pòxuě's appearance, there is not the slightest hint of rebellious intent; it is complete submission.

Yang Yun then showed a faint smile: "Bòsàixī, the person you wanted to see is dead; his body and soul were corroded by the Blood-Colored Nine-Headed Bat King, and he died during the inheritance trial of the Asura God."

"The Blood-Colored Nine-Headed Bat King was also slain by Posue, which can be considered revenge for Tang Chen; thus Posue is your benefactor."

Bòsàixī's heart jolted, and his eyes filled with unavoidable desolation.

He muttered to himself: "Really? It turns out he went to seek the divine inheritance just for that earlier promise."

As he spoke, Bòsàixī's appearance began to age rapidly, transforming from a young, beautiful girl into an elderly woman.

"Since he's gone, maintaining this appearance is meaningless; let it, let everything fade with time."

"Sect Master Yang, is there anything you want to say?"

Yang Yun nodded and directly stated his purpose: "In the future, Sea God Island's trials to find the Sea God's successor will be open to members of the Sect of Breaking Heaven's inner hall and above; although these people will certainly not obtain the Sea God's inheritance."

"But it will allow my sect's disciples to improve themselves more quickly."

"From now on, Sea God Island will become the Sect of Breaking Heaven's maritime branch, responsible for helping the sect find suitable ten-thousand-year sea spirit beasts for the ninth spirit ring; I will lower the Heart-Refining Tower on Sea God Island to help the islanders quickly increase their cultivation, and there will also be corresponding benefits for sea spirit beasts loyal to the Sea God."

"I am greatly looking forward to the arrival of countless ten-thousand-year demonic spirit great white sharks; rest assured, unless they are willing to be sacrificed, I will not harm them."

Bòsàixī agreed to each request.

The Sea God's successor has already been found and confirmed; the other party's strength is absolutely superior to mine, and inheriting the Sea God's position is within easy reach.

Further protest would be meaningless.

Let it be as is.

Yang Yun first went to Sea God Island and built several Heart-Refining Towers, placing one on each of the surrounding small islets, so that the demonic spirit great white shark clan could carry out their caretaking.

The number of sea spirit beasts is enormous, so we must make good use of them.

The resources within the ocean are far greater than those on land.

However, limited by strength being suppressed at sea, most land-based soul masters are unwilling to go out to obtain these resources, and they lack the strength as well. Moreover, countless ten-thousand-year-old sea spirit beasts survive in the sea, making their power terrifying; even ordinary Super Douluo are no match for them.

Let alone ordinary Titled Douluo, so why not stay on land to guard one's own territory? In the end, Bòsàixī sat at the highest point of Sea God Island, gazing silently toward the land, saying nothing and minding nothing—just silently watching.

Yang Yun embraced Shui Bing'er and returned to the ship.

The two of them sat on the deck.

Yang Pòxuě stood in the shadow behind him, silently watching Yang Yun and Shui Bing'er in a daze ahead.

Bai Jing, meanwhile, had stopped at the very top of the mast, gazing into the distance.

Five Titled Douluo, feeling somewhat ashamed, sat sulking in a corner, wondering how others who advance to Titled Douluo instantly dominate heaven, earth, and air, being addressed as 'Your Excellency' wherever they go.

But when it came to them, shortly after their breakthrough, a Deep Sea Devil Whale King appeared.

They weren't even qualified to intervene in battle, so they could only watch; later, a Tang San Soul Douluo arrived, and they still couldn't defeat him.

"What on earth is happening in this world?" Shui Bing'er covered her mouth, amused, and said, "Husband, these Titled Douluo seem to need to be sent out for training; otherwise they'll doubt their own strength."

Yang Yun also felt somewhat amused, yet at the same time somewhat unreal.

Tang San, a child of fate, was just killed so easily by ourselves?

It seems a bit too easy.

But having killed him, what's there to overthink? The biggest enemy now is Bibi Dong of the Spirit Hall; this woman, corrupted by the Rakshasa God, has become incredibly insane.

Colloquially known as a 'psycho'.

"Husband, are you worried about the Spirit Hall? Our sect's number of Titled Douluo has already exceeded the total of the entire continent before, so we should no longer need to fear the Spirit Hall, right?"

Shui Bing'er said with a smile.

Yang Yun nodded, unable to deny it, saying that was true; but when it comes to actual warfare, the ones who suffer are still the lowly common folk.

The ideal state for the Sect of Breaking Heaven should be to sweep across the entire continent's enemies with an invincible posture.

Rather than later going to war, where several cities and countless people would be engulfed in flames.

Even in this fantastical world, Yang Yun gradually came to understand the law of survival of the fittest; but if possible, he still wanted to give those people a bit more leeway.

Accumulating strength and biding time until the Sect of Breaking Heaven possesses overwhelming power.

Even when the combined forces of the Spirit Hall, the Tian Dou Empire, and the Star Luo Empire are no match for oneself.

Then the moment is ripe.

Saying this, Yang Yun softly called out: "Bai Jing!"

"How is the intelligence on the Zhu family of the Star Luo Empire lately? Why hasn't any information been sent back recently?"

Bai Jing thought for a moment: "Sect Master, according to the intelligence records, Zhu Zhuqing of the Star Luo Empire's Zhu family has already gained control over more than half of the Zhu family; recently she has broken through to Soul Saint and is seeking a suitable seventh spirit ring."

"It is said that Zhu Zhuqing's target is an eight-thousand-year-old or greater Ghost Leopard or Lightning Leopard, or other speed-type spirit beasts."

(End of chapter)