How to Divide the Fat of Clear Sky Sect Needs Further Discussion

When Qian Daoliu led the group into the reception hall, Sea Dragon Douluo sprang from his seat almost instinctively.

Although he had only ever dealt with Qian Daoliu, he could clearly sense that not a single person following behind him was weaker than himself.

In other words, these individuals were all, at the very least, level 95 Super Douluos.

In particular, the burly, stern-faced elder was likely to have reached level 97, or perhaps even level 98.

Such profound foundations... Sea Dragon Douluo clicked his tongue in secret.

It was no wonder Martial Soul Hall could claim to be the number one power on the continent; the strength of these few titled elders alone was enough to make many other factions feel hopelessly outmatched.

Qian Daoliu's gaze paused on Sea Dragon Douluo for a fleeting moment before falling upon the child beside him, who was currently busy devouring a box of snacks with great delight.

He would have been better off not looking, for at that glance, Qian Daoliu's expression turned abruptly grave.

A remarkably dense aura of divinity swirled around that child.

Though it was completely distinct from the holy, radiant aura of the Angel God, it contained the same heart-stopping fluctuations of divine power.

It was as if he had felt this kind of aura somewhere before.

One had to remember that Qian Daoliu had lived for nearly a century; he was not only a level 99 Peerless Douluo but also the mortal proxy for the Angel God.

In terms of sensing divine power, he could be said to far exceed ordinary people.

Thus, he determined two possibilities almost instantly.

Either this child possessed a god-level martial soul, or he had already obtained the inheritance of some deity.

If it were the former, it would be one thing.

But if it were the latter... to be favored by a deity at such a young age—his talent and fortune could likely be called the greatest in ten thousand years.

After all, ever since the Angel God and the Sea God successfully created their own godhoods and ascended to the God Realm ten thousand years ago, no deity had appeared on the Douluo Continent.

Not even an inheritor of a deity.

"Sea Dragon, it has been many years. To what do I owe the pleasure of your visit to Martial Soul Hall?"

Thinking of this, Qian Daoliu spoke first, his voice calm and ripple-free, yet carrying an inherent majesty.

He sat down in the main seat opposite Sea Dragon Douluo.

Qian Xunji and the other titled elders took their seats in turn, and an invisible pressure began to spread like a rising tide.

Seeing this, Sea Dragon Douluo opened his mouth, but his throat felt as if it were blocked.

Was he supposed to say that he had been beaten back by the combined efforts of the brothers Tang Hao and Tang Xiao, that he had been robbed of the Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast he had been tracking, and that he now had to come and beg his sworn enemy for help?

To be honest, he could not bring himself to say it; it was simply too humiliating.

It would be akin to rubbing the face of Sea God Island into the dirt.

One had to remember that he was a Titled Douluo, while Tang Hao and Tang Xiao were merely Spirit Douluos.

To have a level advantage and not only fail to take them down but actually be defeated and robbed by them—this was losing face to the point of utter disgrace.

Seeing him remain silent for a long time, Qian Daoliu and Qian Xunji exchanged a glance, both showing confusion.

What was going on? Could some major event have occurred?

Surely not!

"Seniors, it's actually nothing major!"

Just then, Ye Qing finally put down the snack box, wiped the corners of his mouth, and took the initiative to break the deadlock, answering, "It's just that we ran into a bit of trouble and wanted to cooperate with Martial Soul Hall, that's all."

Having said that, he cast a subtle glance at Sea Dragon Douluo, his eyes seemingly saying: Why are you being such a coward?

Sea Dragon Douluo's mouth twitched, and he cursed Ye Qing a thousand times over in his heart.

You're not the one who got beaten up, so of course you aren't afraid of losing face!

Hearing this, Qian Daoliu became interested. A flash of inquiry crossed his golden eyes as he asked, "Cooperation? Since it is a matter of cooperation, why did Bo Saixi not come herself? And child, what role do you play in all this?"

"Because this matter only happened after we arrived on the continent; Sister Xixi doesn't know about it yet."

Ye Qing met Qian Daoliu's gaze frankly, his tone natural as he said, "As for me... Uncle Sea Dragon is accompanying me to the continent for training."

"Oh?" Qian Daoliu nodded thoughtfully, his gaze lingering on Ye Qing for a moment longer.

To be personally escorted by Sea Dragon Douluo, a Sacred Pillar Douluo, this child's identity was certainly not simple; he just didn't know the specifics.

Thoughts raced through his mind, but his expression remained calm: "Since that is the case, why not tell me what kind of cooperation you wish to discuss?"

It was not just Qian Daoliu; Qian Xunji and the gathered titled elders also pricked up their ears.

Ever since that incident, Sea God Island and Martial Soul Hall had always kept to their own sides.

They truly could not imagine what room there was for cooperation.

Ye Qing did not answer directly, but instead asked in return, "I wonder, how do you seniors view the Clear Sky Sect?"

"The Clear Sky Sect?"

Hearing this name, Qian Xunji raised an eyebrow, his tone turning cold in an instant as he said with great disdain, "They are nothing special. If it weren't for the fact that they produced a level 99 Peerless Douluo like Tang Chen, would they even be able to hold onto the position of the world's number one sect?"

The other titled elders nodded in agreement, clearly holding the Clear Sky Sect in low regard as well.

A typical example would be: "What kind of thing are you, to even be worthy of sitting at the same table as Martial Soul Hall?"

"Go back to playing in the mud with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan!"

Although Qian Daoliu did not speak, in many instances, this silence already served as his stance.

To put it bluntly, in his eyes, the only person worthy of his serious attention was Tang Chen.

As for the others, they were no different from ants.

Seeing this, Ye Qing understood clearly and smiled: "It seems our goals are aligned."

"You want to deal with the Clear Sky Sect?"

Hearing this, Qian Daoliu finally understood, a flash of surprise crossing his eyes as he asked: "Just the two of you?"

"Naturally not."

Ye Qing shook his head, his tone carrying a hint of persuasion as he explained: "The Clear Sky Sect is powerful. Relying solely on the strength of Sea God Island or Martial Soul Hall to move against them would require paying a heavy price. But if we join forces..."

He did not finish his sentence, but the implication was already quite clear.

The reception hall fell silent instantly, with only the faint sound of incense burning.

Qian Xunji looked toward Qian Daoliu, his eyes filled with inquiry.

The several Pontiffs also exchanged glances, clearly weighing the pros and cons.

Joining forces with Sea God Island to deal with the Clear Sky Sect?

This idea was too bold, yet it carried an irresistible temptation.

Qian Daoliu tapped his fingertips lightly against the armrest. After a long while, he raised his eyes to look at Ye Qing, his gaze as sharp as a blade: "What grudge do you have with the Clear Sky Sect?"

Ye Qing smiled slightly and began to recount the pre-fabricated story: "We discovered a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast in human form in the Star Dou Great Forest. We intended to bring it back to Sea God Island for research, but it was forcibly snatched away by Tang Hao and Tang Xiao of the Clear Sky Sect. If we were to endure such overbearing behavior, wouldn't it make people think Sea God Island is easy to bully?"

He specifically emphasized the Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast in human form, betting that Martial Soul Hall would never pass up this opportunity to strike at the Clear Sky Sect.

Sure enough, upon hearing the words "Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast in human form," the breathing of Qian Xunji and the several Pontiffs hitched slightly.

If the Clear Sky Sect had truly obtained such a fortuitous encounter, their strength would certainly rise to another level, posing an even greater threat to Martial Soul Hall.

After a moment of silence, Qian Daoliu suddenly laughed: "What a case of bullying others too far. In that case, Martial Soul Hall will help with this favor."

Sea Dragon Douluo looked up abruptly, clearly not expecting Qian Daoliu to agree so readily.

Ye Qing, however, had anticipated this, and his smile deepened: "In that case, many thanks, Grand Pontiff."

Qian Daoliu waved his hand, a glimmer of calculation flashing in his eyes: "However, while we can cooperate, the rules must be set by us. As for how that piece of fat that is the Clear Sky Sect should be divided, we still need to discuss it carefully..."