Calamity Poison Body, Level 97 Poison Douluo Wei Kurong? Genius Girl Lan Yiyi! Evil Orca King!

With a lineup like this, they'd have more than enough to sweep through the entire outer reaches of Sea God Island, wouldn't they?

Just as Zi Zhenzhu was still reeling from Lan Ya's methods, two powerful auras suddenly shot skyward from an escort ship off to the side and sped straight toward them.

One of the auras brimmed with vitality. It came from the same source as Lan Ya's, but was more lively and spirited.

The other aura, however, was its complete opposite.

It was a terrifying, deathly aura that made people blanch. Wherever it passed, the air hissed as though corroded. It was as if even space itself feared the aura.

"That's..."

Zi Zhenzhu's pupils contracted, and she instinctively took half a step back.

Two figures landed steadily on the deck.

The person on the left was a tall, middle-aged man with a sinister face.

He wore a dark green robe, and faint wisps of purplish-black poisonous fog swirled around him. His eyes seemed to contain countless deadly poisons.

The moment his gaze swept over her, Zi Zhenzhu felt a stinging sensation across her skin, as if she'd been poisoned.

This was Lan Ya's husband, one of the two Grand Pontiffs of the Great Sun Prince Mansion, a Level 97 Super Douluo—Wei Kurong!

His title: Poison!

Unlike Dugu Bo's Jade Phosphorous Serpent Emperor poison, Wei Kurong's Martial Soul was an exceedingly rare Body Martial Soul: the "Calamity Poison Body."

He himself was the most terrifying source of poison in the world!

His mastery of poison had long since reached perfection. Nothing could grow where he passed. He was the sharpest—and most sinister—blade in the Great Sun Prince Mansion's hands.

Standing beside Wei Kurong was a stunning young woman dressed in a short, water-blue skirt.

She looked no older than twenty, with skin as fair as snow. Her features resembled Lan Ya's, though she was less gentle and more youthful, charming, and lively.

What left Zi Zhenzhu breathless was the Soul Power emanating from this young woman. It was actually at Level 87!

A Soul Douluo at such a young age?!

Were the people of the Great Sun Prince Mansion all monsters?

But what happened next turned Zi Zhenzhu's shock into a deep sense of danger.

As soon as the beautiful young woman landed, she swept her gaze across the deck and immediately fixed her eyes on Xu Zhao, who stood not far away.

Her face, which had been fairly composed, broke into a radiant smile. Ignoring everyone around her, she rushed toward him like a delighted little swallow.

"Brother Zhao!"

The girl's sweet, clear voice rang out across the deck, brimming with undisguised affection and attachment.

Zi Zhenzhu watched in astonishment.

The girl rushed straight to Xu Zhao and naturally slipped both arms around his, pressing herself almost against him.

She raised her face, her big, watery eyes reflecting only Xu Zhao as she spoke with open admiration:

"Brother Zhao, that Vermilion Bird Heaven-Burning Strike you used just now was so cool!

Even from that far away, Yiyi could feel its world-destroying might!

That Sea Dragon Douluo was nothing in front of you!"

Faced with the girl's intimacy, Xu Zhao showed no hint of displeasure. Instead, he smiled at her with a fondness that Zi Zhenzhu found painfully grating.

He reached out and gently ruffled her smooth blue hair, his voice warm as he said:

"Yiyi, what are you doing here?

Didn't I tell you to stay on the ship behind us?"

"I was worried about you!"

Lan Yiyi pouted her rosy lips, rubbed her arm against Xu Zhao's like a spoiled child, and said coyly:

"Besides, Father said he wanted to come over and have a look, so I came along.

Brother Zhao, you haven't taken Yiyi out to have fun in ages. You have to spend time with me this time!"

Nearby, Poison Douluo Wei Kurong watched his daughter cling to the Heir Prince as if she wanted to hang off him.

Even his usually sinister face wore a rare, helpless yet affectionate smile.

He stepped forward and bowed slightly to Xu Zhao, his voice hoarse but respectful:

"This old man pays his respects to the Heir Prince.

Yiyi's been spoiled by Ya'er and me. She doesn't know how to behave herself. Please forgive her, Your Highness."

Xu Zhao waved a hand and smiled.

"Uncle Wei, you're too formal. Yiyi and I grew up together and are as close as siblings. There's no need to stand on ceremony."

"As close as siblings..."

Hearing those four words, Zi Zhenzhu, standing not far away, felt as though a jumble of bitter emotions had churned inside her.

She looked at the girl named Lan Yiyi. Her beauty, bearing, and terrifying talent and strength all made Zi Zhenzhu feel utterly powerless.

More importantly, as a woman, Zi Zhenzhu recognized the look in Lan Yiyi's eyes whenever she looked at Xu Zhao.

There was nothing sibling-like about it.

It was unmistakable love!

And the way Xu Zhao treated her—with such natural intimacy and fondness—

made it clear their relationship was anything but ordinary. They shared the deep bond of childhood sweethearts who had grown up together.

"Damn it..."

Zi Zhenzhu bit her lower lip, alarm bells ringing in her heart.

She'd thought that with her looks and distinctive wild charm, she might catch the Heir Prince's attention.

But now it seemed that the Great Sun Prince Mansion wasn't just full of powerful people. Even its beauties were top-tier!

This wasn't some unexpected rival showing up out of nowhere.

The rightful lady of the house had arrived!

Watching Lan Yiyi practically melt into Xu Zhao's arms,

Zi Zhenzhu took a deep breath and thrust out her own ample chest, a defiant flame igniting in her eyes.

"Hmph, so what if they're childhood sweethearts?

The seas are full of storms. It's still anyone's guess who'll come out on top!"

Guided by Zi Zhenzhu, the immense fleet of the Great Sun Prince Mansion plowed through the waves and soon entered an area where the sea conditions were extremely treacherous.

The water here was a deep, unsettling black, and the air was tinged with a faint, fishy stench.

Beneath the once-calm surface seemed to lurk countless greedy, ferocious eyes.

"Your Highness, the territory of the Evil Spirit Orcas lies just ahead."

Standing at the bow, Zi Zhenzhu pointed toward the turbulent stretch of black sea, her expression grave and her voice tinged with unmistakable apprehension:

"These beasts are extremely vengeful and bloodthirsty. Any living thing that enters their territory will be torn to shreds."

She had barely finished speaking when the sea, which had been relatively calm, suddenly began to churn violently.

"Boom—!!!"

With a deafening crash, an enormous shape burst out of the water, raising a wave dozens of meters high.

It was a giant orca over thirty meters long, its body a dark gray-black and its skin gleaming with a cold, metallic sheen.

Most striking were its blood-red eyes, full of savagery and bloodlust, and its enormous, tooth-filled jaws, powerful enough to crush steel in one bite.

It was the overlord of these waters, a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast—the Evil Orca King!

"Wretched humans! How dare you trespass into my territory!

You'll all become food for the sea!"