Where Did Mom and Dad Go? An Island, Level 89 Han Feng and Gu Yu! A Battle Between Hundred-Thousand-Year Sea Soul Beasts?

Niu Gao heard Gu Rong's words and let out a bitter sigh.

"Senior Bone Douluo, I know Old Gorilla's temper best.

He is utterly loyal to Tang Hao. If he hears that we are recruiting Old White Bird and Old Goat, or even speaking ill of the Clear Sky Sect, he will definitely fight us to the death."

Han Yu remained calm and said evenly:

"Hall Master Niu, for the sake of your years of brotherhood, as long as he does not make the first move, we naturally will not take his life.

But if he insists on blocking the Ling Tian Sect's path and cutting off the other two clans' chance at survival, then we cannot be blamed.

When that time comes, I hope Hall Master Niu will know what truly matters."

Niu Gao's expression turned solemn as he said in a deep voice:

"Rest assured, Sect Master!

I, Old Niu, may value loyalty, but I am not muddleheaded.

I know exactly how the Clear Sky Sect treated us back then.

Now that my Defense Clan has joined the Ling Tian Sect, the sect's interests naturally come first.

If Tai Tan dares stop Old White Bird and Old Goat from seeking a way to live, Old Niu will be the first to turn against him, even without the two Your Majesties stepping in!"

"Good. Those words from Hall Master Niu are enough."

Han Yu nodded in satisfaction, then instructed:

"For these five days, the three of us will stay in your residence.

To avoid alerting anyone, Hall Master Niu, please keep our presence here confidential and do not let word leak out."

Dugu Bo chuckled from the side.

"That's right. Once those old fellows step through your gates, we'll close the door and beat the dogs... Pah, close the door and receive our guests!"

Niu Gao was amused by Dugu Bo's words and nodded repeatedly.

"No problem!

The three of you may stay without worry. I'll arrange the most secluded and finest guest rooms in the residence right away.

For the next five days, no one will disturb you!"

With that, Niu Gao rose and hurried out the door to personally arrange everything.

Before long, Niu Gao had arranged the quietest independent courtyard in the residence for the three of them.

Dugu Bo tactfully chose a side room to study his poisonous herbs, leaving the main room to Gu Rong and Han Yu, grandfather and grandson.

Only the two of them remained in the room, and the atmosphere gradually fell silent.

Han Yu poured a cup of water and handed it to Gu Rong before suddenly asking:

"Grandfather, my parents... Is there still no news of them?"

At the question, Gu Rong's face, which had carried a faint smile, immediately stiffened. He took the cup and let out a helpless sigh.

"No."

Gu Rong shook his head, a deep gloom flashing through his eyes.

"It has been six whole years.

Back then, after your father Han Feng and your mother Gu Yu entrusted you to me in pursuit of an opportunity to break through to Titled Douluo, they set out together to travel."

Gu Rong set down the cup, his brows tightly furrowed.

"For the first year or two, I could still occasionally receive letters from them and knew where they had gone.

But later, they gradually vanished without a trace and contact was completely cut off."

Han Yu listened in silence, his expression darkening slightly.

"Douluo Continent is vast, but with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's intelligence network, as long as someone is still moving about in this world, it is impossible for them to leave no trace at all."

Gu Rong's voice became somewhat hoarse.

"Over the years, I mobilized every intelligence channel in the sect to investigate, yet found nothing."

At this point, Gu Rong looked at Han Yu. There was reluctance in his eyes, but he still spoke truthfully.

"Yu'er, Grandfather will not hide this from you.

The Soul Master world is dangerous, and those secret realms that can allow one to break through to Titled Douluo are even more perilous.

In my heart... I have already prepared for the worst.

The two of them may very well have encountered an accident somewhere and are no longer among the living."

Han Yu clenched his fists slightly, drew a deep breath, and looked resolute.

"I understand, Grandfather.

But no matter what, if they are alive, I must see them. If they are dead, I must see their bodies.

Once the Ling Tian Sect has fully established itself and built its own intelligence network, I will personally uncover their whereabouts."

Gu Rong patted Han Yu's shoulder and nodded, comforted yet bitter. He said nothing more.

Seeing Han Yu's determined expression, Gu Rong sighed inwardly. In the end, he could not bear it and added another sentence.

"However, Yu'er, don't think too negatively."

Gu Rong's tone softened as he patted Han Yu's shoulder.

"Your father and mother are both peak level 89 Soul Douluo.

With that level of strength, across all of Douluo Continent, as long as they do not encounter a true Titled Douluo, they can absolutely be considered formidable experts."

He paused, a trace of hope flashing through his eyes.

"With the coordination between the two of them, as long as they act cautiously,

and do not deliberately provoke those reclusive old monsters or enter places of certain death on their own initiative, their lives should not be in danger.

Perhaps they are merely trapped in some secret realm and cannot get away for the time being."

Han Yu nodded slightly, knowing that his grandfather was comforting him, and said softly:

"I understand, Grandfather.

No confirmed bad news is the best news.

I will keep an open mind."

Han Yu's gaze turned sharp again.

"The most urgent matter now is to secure the three great clans at the gathering five days from now and build the Ling Tian Sect's framework.

Only by holding enough trump cards and power in our own hands will we not be constrained at every turn when we search for them in the future."

"It's good that you can think that way."

Gu Rong smiled in relief.

"Alright, rest well these next few days and adjust your condition.

Five days from now, Grandfather will accompany you to meet those old fellows."

Meanwhile, at the edge of a massive deserted island in the boundless sea.

Gales howled, and enormous waves surged into the sky.

Han Feng and Gu Yu stood side by side, both in Martial Soul Possession.

The mighty phantom of the Golden Earth Dragon King coiled behind Han Feng, while a sinister, bone-white Bone Dragon phantom circled Gu Yu.

The powerful fluctuations of Soul Power forced back every wave crashing ashore.

The two stared fixedly at the churning sea ahead, their eyes filled with barely concealed excitement.

Not far from the island, two mountain-sized hundred-thousand-year Sea Soul Beasts were engaged in a frenzied battle.

Terrifying energy collisions stirred up wave after wave of tsunamis.

"Yu'er, it seems these six years of hardship were not in vain!"

Han Feng clenched his fists, his voice trembling slightly with excitement.

"Not long ago, we both broke through the level 90 bottleneck. I had been worrying about where to find suitable ninth Spirit Rings,

but I never expected such an enormous opportunity to deliver itself to our doorstep!"

Gu Yu stared at the brutal battle on the sea, took a deep breath, and forcefully suppressed the agitation in her heart.

"Yes, hundred-thousand-year Sea Soul Beasts...

Normally, we would have to take a detour if we encountered even one. Yet today, we have run into two of them fighting to the death."

Han Feng licked his dry lips, his gaze burning as he stared ahead.

"Originally, I had planned to just find some eighty-thousand-year Sea Soul Beast to make do with and attach my ninth Spirit Ring first.

Once I officially advanced to Titled Douluo and had sufficient combat strength, I would slowly help you hunt down a truly top-tier Soul Beast.

But now..."