Read and Not Reply is the Highest Form of Psychological Warfare
My days on Sea God Island were fulfilling and structured.
Every three to five days, the group would collectively challenge the Sea God's Light.
The progress is also clearly visible.
Before long, Xiao Wu was able to consistently break through the seventieth level.
Hu Liena and Dugu Yan competed against each other and both passed the level 50 mark.
Zhu Zhuqing, Bai Chenxiang, Ye Lingling, and Ning Rongrong are also steadily rising in rank.
Seahorse Douluo has completely developed an immunity to shock.
He can now see the progress bar of this group of young people.
His facial expressions are as steady as a rock, but his inner turmoil is all thanks to his Iron Mask demeanor.
Lin Qingmo himself didn't climb the mountain very frequently.
He spends more of his time meditating and introspection.
The Blue Silver Tree of Life and Destruction within his body is sprouting at a steady rate.
The tender green buds have already unfurled, and with each meditation, one can feel the faint pulse of them absorbing the essence of heaven and earth.
Everything is moving in a positive direction.
until...
Buzz!
A long-awaited notification vibrated, abruptly pulling him out of his deep meditation.
Chat Group.
He hasn't paid any attention to this thing in a long time.
Since most of the Chat Group members are around him, there's no need for him to chat in the Chat Group.
Upon turning on the Light Screen, an unread message popped up in the upper right corner, the red dot particularly glaring.
Transmitter: Bingbing.
I even tagged him.
[Bingbing]: Daddy Douluo, didn't you guys go to Sea God Island?
[Bingbing]: Have you arrived yet? Or were you attacked and killed by the Sea Soul Beast?
[Bingbing]: Not even a word?
Lin Qingmo narrowed his eyes slightly.
Is Ice Empress... in a hurry?
What business is it of him to cultivate on Sea God Island, and what does it have with the Ferocious Beast of the Far North?
Why is this ice scorpion more concerned about his whereabouts than his girlfriend is?
What level of concern is this?
Lin Qingmo decided to leave her alone for a while.
He didn't do it on purpose.
The main issue is that you need to regulate your breathing after your meditation is interrupted.
Yes, regulate your breathing.
The Far North.
Across a vast, icy plain, the north wind howls.
A gigantic, Ice Jade Empress Scorpion with sharp ice spikes hanging from its tail was pacing anxiously back and forth in front of the Snow Empress.
The eight scorpion legs tapped rapidly on the ice, the frequency increasing, like a typewriter.
"Snow Empress, do you think they really went to Sea God Island?"
Ice Empress's voice was tinged with obvious frustration.
"How long has it been? Not a single word has been spoken in the Chat Group!"
"Could it really have been killed by the Sea Soul Beast?"
"Can't he see my message?"
"Or are you deliberately ignoring my message after reading it?"
The Snow Empress sat cross-legged to one side, her body radiating a chilling aura, yet her demeanor was far more composed.
"Bing'er, there's no need to be in such a hurry."
The Snow Empress's voice was calm and gentle, carrying an air of supreme composure.
"Things involving God are never so easy."
"His silence means things are progressing quickly and he doesn't have time to deal with us."
No news, perhaps, is the best news.
"But--"
"And you've already sent that message."
Snow Empress said calmly, "There's no use in rushing. Just wait for his reply."
Ice Empress's eight scorpion legs paused simultaneously.
She stared down at the Chat Group's Light Screen.
The tail on Ice Empress's tail unconsciously twitched.
For a fleeting moment, she even considered sending a follow-up message: "If you don't reply, I'm going to Sea God Island to find you," but a final shred of reason stopped her.
Don't rush.
She couldn't let that human see how much she cared.
moment.
"Bite!"
The Light Screen flickered.
New information!
[Daddy Douluo]: He didn't die. He arrived safely at Sea God Island and is cultivating there.
Ice Empress shuddered, his eight scorpion legs nearly slipping.
Snow Empress's white eyes narrowed slightly.
He really went to Sea God Island!
Still practicing on the island!
Ice Empress's pincers snapped open reflexively, already in a typing stance.
"Let me."
Snow Empress's voice preceded it.
Ice Empress's scorpion pincers froze in mid-air.
"What if you anger him with your temper?"
Snow Empress spoke calmly, but her shrewdness was impossible to hide.
"Acquiring information requires strategy; you can't just bombard us with a barrage of questions right away."
Ice Empress reluctantly retracted its scorpion pincers, its stinger waving defiantly.
Within the Chat Group, Snow Empress's message was sent out steadily.
[Heavenly Snow Woman]: Could there truly be Sea God Inheritance on Sea God Island?
"???"
Ice Empress was completely baffled.
Xue'er, isn't your question more direct?
After posting this, both Snow Empress and Ice Empress held their breath.
Even the wind and snow in the Far North seemed to quiet down a bit.
They were nervous.
I'm very nervous.
Lin Qingmo is a human Soul Master, while they are Ferocious Beast from the Far North.
The relationship between the two races can be euphemistically described as "natural hostility."
To put it bluntly, it's an ecosystem of "you hunt me, I eat you".
They weren't sure if Lin Qingmo would be willing to be honest with the two Soul Beast.
The Chat Group was silent for a few seconds.
Ice Empress felt that these few seconds were longer than the hundreds of thousands of years she had cultivated.
Until Lin Qingmo's message appeared,
[Daddy Douluo]: Yes.
"!!!"
Ice Empress's scorpion legs began to tap the ice surface involuntarily, and the frequency suddenly increased.
[Daddy Douluo]: Not only does he have it, but my girlfriend has also obtained the Sea God's Godhood Inheritance.
"Ha?"
Ice Empress, completely stunned.
The scorpion's pincers were wide open.
Tail held high.
Its eight legs were firmly planted on the ice, motionless.
Snow Empress's eyes widened suddenly, and cracks appeared in the composure he had cultivated for hundreds of thousands of years.
The Sea God Inheritance —it's real!
And she's already been taken by someone else, and she's Lin Qingmo's woman?!
The Ice Empress and the Snow Empress exchanged a glance. The two most powerful Ferocious Beast on the millennia-old ice plains shared the same emotion in their eyes—shock.
And, a kind of hope, carefully suppressed deep in my heart, dared not be easily released...
If someone could truly become a god...
Will they be able to find a way out of the great Heavenly Tribulation that they have been worrying about for hundreds of thousands of years?
At the same time.
On the other side of the mainland.
Beneath the Angel God Statue deep within the Spirit Hall.
Qian Renxue sat cross-legged, holy light slowly flowing around her.
The Angel God Trial's meditation practice is underway, and golden light weaves ethereal, shimmering wings around her.
Buzz!
Light Screen suddenly appeared before my eyes in the Chat Group.
Qian Renxue suddenly opened her eyes.
She is most averse to external interference when cultivating.
However, the notifications in the Chat Group have the characteristic of prioritizing all meditation states.
A few lines of dialogue flashing on the Light Screen came into view.
Qian Renxue's pupils contracted slightly.
It's a message from Lin Qingmo!
She hadn't seen him speak in the Chat Group for a long time.
The result was that this level of information came out right from the start.
Did his girlfriend inherit the Sea God Inheritance?
Qian Renxue's brows furrowed slightly.
She is no ordinary person.
Since encountering the Angel God Trial, she has gained a profound understanding of the weight of the words "Godhood Inheritance."
Becoming a god is the ultimate realm that surpasses the Titled Douluo and all the ceilings of mortal power.
Throughout the entire history of the Douluo Continent, only a handful of people have truly become gods.
Lin Qingmo's woman obtained the Sea God Inheritance!
Qian Renxue stared at the line of words on the Light Screen, her golden eyes swirling with complex emotions.
What about Lin Qingmo himself?
With his talent, his shrewdness, and his terrifyingly precise planning ability, how could he not be capable of becoming a god? How could he not have his own plans?
Qian Renxue absolutely did not believe it.
She understood Lin Qingmo.
Every word and action he takes is never without purpose.
The fact that he proactively revealed this information in the group is itself worth pondering.
Qian Renxue's slender fingers hovered above the Light Screen, and she hesitated for two seconds.
Ultimately, she did not speak in the group chat.
But a very faint curve appeared at the corner of his lips.
She had already made a decision in her heart.
She needed to know more about Lin Qingmo.
It wasn't just because of her mother's hatred.
Also because of herself.