Seth's Despair, His Final Counterattack

Red Cardinal Seth felt a chill run down his spine, his eyes darting around, and he said...

"Your Highnesses are too kind. I am merely an ordinary bishop of the Spirit Hall. How could such a trivial matter as my daughter's wedding trouble you two?"

"Over the years, I have worked diligently in Vast Sea City and have managed to save up quite a bit of money. Therefore, to make my daughter happy, I've made sure to hold a grand and successful wedding."

Bishop Salas clasped his hands in a fist salute, and at that moment he was indeed quite sweaty.

These two are indeed his juniors in terms of seniority, but not to mention Su He, Qian Renxue's level is almost the same as his, and her strength has long surpassed his.

Furthermore, she was his superior. As Red Cardinal the Spirit Hall, Seth had a certain understanding of the identity of the princess of the Worship Hall. Whenever she went out, she would inevitably be accompanied by a powerful Titled Douluo.

Seth was right. There were six Titled Douluo powerhouses in Vast Sea City at the moment, and even a Limit Douluo, who were secretly following behind the two of them.

"I think Bishop Salas is joking."

Su He's sneer rang out from the side.

"Bishop Salas is indeed diligent, a fact I fully acknowledge; so diligent that he used all his salary to buy this Golden Silk Nanmu."

"Bishop Salas, was what I just said correct?"

As Su He asked this question, her voice turned completely cold. Seeing this, the servants nearby dared not linger in the room.

What's about to happen is obviously not going to be friendly. If you're still staying here, you're probably just making yourself too comfortable with your head on your shoulder.

"Your Highnesses! This humble servant..."

Bishop Salas was no longer just sweating profusely, he was terrified. He felt that if he didn't do something soon, his mind would...

It's time to move the bag.

"Bishop Salas." Before Su He could even get past this hurdle, Qian Renxue threw another death warrant at her.

"We've heard that your daughter married a man of extremely high status, is that right?"

"As the younger generation of the Spirit Hall, we are most eager to befriend such outstanding young talents. I wonder if Bishop Salas could... make an introduction?"

Qian Renxue's calm voice rang out, but Seth felt an endless chill in her voice, which sent a shiver down his spine.

"Your Highness is too kind. He's just a good-for-nothing... not worthy of your attention..."

Bishop Salas stammered.

"Do Your Highnesses feel there's anything that needs improvement regarding those two ships? I'll have someone take care of it."

"Bishop Salas doesn't need to change the subject."

Su He took a sip of the tea that Seth had just brewed for him. Hmm, good tea, but it was definitely a flavor he had never tasted before in the Heaven Dou Empire.

Indeed, this is true. The tea is called Rhythm of the Ocean, brewed from the finest tea leaves produced on Sea God Island. Even the people of Sea God Island have to pay an extremely high price to drink this tea. Ironically, it actually appeared in the office of the Red Cardinal of the Spirit Hall.

"I believe that the grandson of one of the noblemen of Sea God Island must be one of the most outstanding young talents, and we are quite interested in getting to know him!"

Upon hearing this, Seth's face turned pale, realizing that he had been completely exposed. With a thud, Seth's knees fell to the ground, his head pressed tightly to the ground, and he begged Su He and Qian Renxue for mercy.

"Your Highnesses, please spare my life! That fellow forcibly abducted my daughter. I was simply too weak to be a match for that Titled Douluo! Please, Your Highnesses, spare my life!"

Stop making excuses, Seth!

When Su He saw that Bishop Salas was still pretending to be ignorant even at this critical moment, she was furious. Her voice rose several notches, making Seth's body tremble violently.

"You clearly have many opportunities to report this to the Spirit Hall's central authorities. Naturally, elders who are also Titled Douluo will come to help you handle this matter. If one is not enough, then two will do. If two are still not enough, then three will come."

"Compared to other forces on the continent, the greatest advantage of my Spirit Hall is the Titled Douluo. I believe that His Holiness the Pope will not hesitate in the face of such a major event!"

"It's you, Seth! You coveted the wealth and status that Sea God Island offered you, betraying your original intentions and the oath you swore before the Angel God Statue when you joined the Spirit Hall..."

"Just a pest..."

Su He's voice was extremely cold, foreshadowing Seth's inevitable fate—death.

"Your Highness! Please consider that I have devoted so many years to the Spirit Hall in Vast Sea City. Even if I haven't achieved anything, I have still worked hard. His Excellency Sea Turtle also a very good friend of mine! My lord! For His Excellency Sea Turtle's sake, spare my life!"

Faced with the aggressive Su He, Seth became somewhat incoherent, trying to come up with all sorts of excuses to save his life and beg for mercy, but Su He and Qian Renxue just sneered and remained unmoved.

"Absolutely disgusting..."

Qian Renxue, who had been silent until now, suddenly spoke, her cold voice echoing in the room.

"Seth, I can indeed give you a chance."

Qian Renxue parted her lips slightly and spoke.

"There are two of us in this room. You can choose to Douluo I either of us, to determine who is superior and who lives."

"If you win, I can guarantee that the elders who follow you will not harm you, and will spare your life, as well as the lives of your family."

Upon hearing Qian Renxue's words, Seth's previously lifeless eyes suddenly lit up, as if he had just seen a ray of dawn descending from the sky on the verge of falling into an abyss. His uneasy gaze swept between Qian Renxue and Su He. Recalling Qian Renxue's aura, which seemed to be no weaker than his own, and the terror of the Six-Winged Angel, Seth for a moment and then, without hesitation, chose the latter.

Upon seeing that Seth had chosen him as his opponent, Su He's golden eyes narrowed slightly, and a cold smile appeared on his lips.

Between having his head severed by the Angel Holy Sword of Six-Winged Angel and being torn apart by the claws of Abyssal Golden Lion, Seth chose the more painful latter.

"Heh... In that case, Bishop Salas, please!"

Su He chuckled, raised his hand, and gestured for Seth to meet his death.

"Seth Rhaast, Martial Soul Ice Pincer Giant Crab, Level 76 Assault Type Battle Spirit Saint!"

Let's begin.

The two arrived at the training ground on the first basement floor of the Spirit Main Hall. Seth respectfully bowed to Su He, but received no response from Su He, which made him quite embarrassed.

Su He narrowed his eyes. He was just a parasite with a bad character. Even if he had the strength of Soul Sage, how could he be qualified to be his opponent!