Qian Daoliu Sets Sail (Requesting Follow-Reads, Requesting Recommendation Tickets)

Above the harbor of Vast Sea City, a golden figure descended from the sky.

The man was tall and imposing, with shoulder-length golden hair and a pair of golden eyes that seemed to look down upon everything. Dressed in white-gold robes, he appeared exceptionally noble.

"Vast Sea City. This Old Man is visiting this place for the first time."

Qian Daoliu stood at the edge of the harbor, his gaze fixed on the distant shoreline.

Since making his name, this was his first time coming here. Before this, he had only heard of it.

In his younger years, he had only been active on the continent. After becoming the Grand Elder, he usually remained in the Worship Hall, serving at the Angel God's side and rarely going out. Even when he did leave, it was to spar with Tang Chen.

Qian Daoliu had no intention of buying Whale Rubber within the city.

Not even Spirit City or the Two Great Empires possessed Ten Thousand Year Whale Jelly. Though this place was near the sea, its strongest expert was merely an eighty-third-rank Soul Douluo.

Capturing Ten Thousand Year Whale Spirit Beasts required paying an enormous price. Even Soul Saints risked dying in the attempt.

Without knowing Whale Rubber's alternative use, no one would risk their life over a mere supplement.

Qian Daoliu found the captain of a fleet, a Soul King in his fifties.

"Boatman, do you know which waters have the most Whale Spirit Beasts?"

The ocean stretched endlessly. Even someone like Qian Daoliu needed to gather information and set a target before taking action.

These fleets, which frequently ventured out to fish and hunt Spirit Beasts, were naturally the best source of information.

"I do." The man looked troubled upon hearing this. "But Whale Spirit Beasts generally live in the deep-sea regions. Those places aren't easy for us to reach."

Qian Daoliu brushed a hand over the jade pendant at his waist and directly tossed a gold card into the man's arms.

"There are ten thousand Gold Soul Coins inside. Just sail us there. You needn't worry about the rest."

Seeing the large sum of Gold Soul Coins, the boatman raised his brows. After confirming that it was genuine, delight immediately spread across his face.

"Ah, alright! My lord, please board the ship and wait a moment. I'll have the brothers prepare to depart right away."

"Mm."

Qian Daoliu gave a slight nod and slowly boarded the ship with his hands behind his back.

Before long, the ship sailed out of the harbor.

Standing at the bow, Qian Daoliu kept his hands behind his back and calmly watched the waters ahead.

Several fleet members approached their leader in confusion.

"Big Brother, that man has been standing there for three days. Doesn't he get tired?"

The man glanced at his subordinate and shot him an irritated glare. "Get lost. He's our big patron this time. He can do whatever he wants. Why are you asking so many questions?"

"Yes, yes, Big Brother is right. I was just worried that standing outside like that for so long might be too much for his body."

After being scolded by his leader, the subordinate immediately chuckled sheepishly and agreed.

Qian Daoliu's cultivation was profound, so he naturally heard their conversation. However, he had no intention of paying them any mind.

Within his perception, an enormous creature with Soul Power nearing ninety thousand years was approaching. Around it were several creatures of forty to fifty thousand years, along with a group of Thousand-Year Spirit Beasts.

The auras of these Spirit Beasts were identical. They belonged to the same race.

Yet they were still more than a thousand li of sea travel away from the waters the captain had mentioned. Why had they appeared already?

Ordinary group-living Spirit Beasts would not easily leave their territory, and marine Spirit Beasts were no exception.

There were only two possible reasons for leaving.

The first was that they had encountered a powerful enemy and had no choice but to migrate somewhere safe.

The second was hunting!

Qian Daoliu turned around and looked at the other boatmen. "Boatman, the target is here. Later, steer the ship back and keep out of the way. Leave the rest to me."

"Huh?"

The man froze, then suddenly noticed that something was wrong with the surrounding waters. His eyes immediately widened in terror.

"Not good, a Ten Thousand Year Spirit Beast Tide!!"

His sailing experience was extensive. He had even followed several Soul Saints out to sea before and had seen the signs that preceded the appearance of Ten Thousand Year Spirit Beasts.

The signs this time were far more terrifying than anything he had seen before, and their numbers were greater than ever. This was clearly a Beast Tide!!

"A Ten Thousand Year Spirit Beast Tide!!"

The other sailors also widened their eyes in terror. None of them had expected to encounter a Beast Tide of Ten Thousand Year Spirit Beasts in an area inhabited by Thousand-Year Spirit Beasts.

"How could this happen?"

"Boss, what do we do!?"

"No, no, I don't want to die..."

Everyone collapsed to the ground in fear. Even the captain was no exception, sitting on the deck and trembling violently, his eyes filled with terror.

Qian Daoliu shook his head slightly at the sight, but said nothing. He did not expect these people to remain as calm as he was. They were merely ordinary Spirit Masters who made a living from the sea.

It was only natural for them to be terrified upon encountering a Beast Tide of this level.

ROAR!!!

As if sensing the human ship ahead, the leader of the Evil Spirit Orca pod let out a deafening roar. Terrifying Soul Power stirred up massive waves.

Though this Evil Spirit Orca was not as powerful as the king of its race, in the ocean, it was still enough to rival some ordinary Title Douluos.

Waves hundreds of meters high surged upward as several Evil Spirit Orcas over a hundred meters long burst from the water, their scarlet pupils staring down at the ship below, small as a lone skiff.

Everyone fell into despair. Their mouths hung slightly open, but they could not even make a sound, as though time itself had frozen.

At that moment, Qian Daoliu's gaze sharpened. A golden domain suddenly spread out, blocking all danger beyond the Angel Domain.

Six golden wings emerged from Qian Daoliu's back, and a Six-Winged Angel over fifty meters tall appeared behind him, holding him in its hands.

Black, black, black, black, black, black, black, black, red.

Nine terrifying Soul Rings appeared beneath his feet. Holy and powerful Soul Power swept across the area as countless golden feathers drifted down like snow.

"A... a Title Douluo!!!"

This time, everyone's eyes widened even further. Their previous fear instantly vanished, replaced by shock.

They stared blankly at the nine Soul Rings circling beneath Qian Daoliu's feet and the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul behind him, which shook the continent. Their lips trembled.

"It... it's the Six-Winged Angel..."

"The Pope—he's actually His Holiness the Pope!"

Several decades had passed since Qian Daoliu's active era. The older generation had nearly withered away, and hardly anyone still knew of his existence, much less these ordinary Spirit Masters.

They only knew that the Six-Winged Angel was the inherited Martial Soul of Spirit Hall's Pope lineage. Seeing Qian Daoliu's Martial Soul now, it was not strange that they mistook him for the current Pope of Spirit Hall, Qian Xunji.

"Eight Ten Thousand Year Soul Rings and one Hundred-Thousand Year Soul Ring... h-how did he do that!?"

Others noticed the age of the Soul Rings beneath Qian Daoliu's feet. It was clearly the heaven-defying configuration of Eight Black, One Red.

As everyone knew, Spirit Masters could only possibly withstand a Ten Thousand Year Soul Beast's Soul Ring at their Fifth Soul Ring. Otherwise, they would only be killed by the backlash of the Ten Thousand Year Soul Beast's Spiritual Power.

Yet the man standing before them had shattered their understanding. From his First Soul Ring all the way to his Eighth Soul Ring, every one of them was a black Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring.

"This... how is that possible..."