Sea God's Fury, The Storyteller Must Die!

Su Chen set down his teacup and smoothed out his cuffs.

"Yes, Shopkeeper." Although the attendant was puzzled, he dared not ask further and hurriedly retreated.

Before long, the sound of extremely heavy footsteps echoed through the corridor.

The wooden door was pushed open.

Two men of extraordinary height, even appearing somewhat inhuman, walked in from outside.

The one walking in front had long cyan hair draped over his shoulders, a resolute face, and deep eyes that exuded an imposing aura of natural authority.

The one following behind him was exceptionally burly, resembling an iron tower, with knotted muscles all over his body radiating a wild, violent ferocity.

They were none other than Da Ming and Er Ming, having transformed into human form!

The two walked into the room, scanning their surroundings with extreme vigilance.

When they saw Su Chen sitting at the table with an incredibly calm expression, Da Ming took a deep breath, stepped forward, and cupped his hands in a stiff, awkward gesture.

"Forgive our presumptuous late-night visit, Mr. Su. We hope you can be magnanimous."

Su Chen did not even make a move to stand, merely pointing casually at the chairs opposite him.

"Sit."

"The two of you are not in the Star Dou Forest acting as your kings of ten thousand beasts."

"Coming all this way to my Listening Rain Pavilion, aren't you afraid of being skinned for your spirit bones by those Title Douluo from earlier today?"

Su Chen's light, airy words landed in the ears of Da Ming and Er Ming, causing their expressions to change instantly.

Er Ming instinctively tensed his muscles, a surge of violent spirit power brewing wildly within him as he stared fixedly at Su Chen.

"You... how do you know our identities!"

Da Ming grabbed the impulsive Er Ming, his cyan eyes filled with shock.

For this trip, they had borrowed a Silver Reverse Scale bestowed upon them by the Lord beneath the Life Lake.

The aura of that scale was enough to conceal all heavenly secrets.

Even if a level ninety-nine peerless Douluo were standing right in front of them, they should never have been able to see through their true forms!

How could this Su Chen have seen through them at a single glance?

Watching the two of them act as if facing a great enemy, Su Chen waved his hand with extreme nonchalance.

"Enough, put away your hostility."

"If I wanted to kill you for your bones, you wouldn't even have the qualifications to stand here and talk to me."

Hearing this, Da Ming's expression shifted for a moment before he finally released his clenched fists in defeat.

He knew very well that the young man in white before him was telling the truth.

A monster who could make six Title Douluo kneel in the street with a mere flick of his wrist would find killing them no harder than crushing two ants.

Da Ming gritted his teeth and pulled Er Ming down to sit at the table.

"Since you have already seen through our identities, Mr. Su, I will stop hiding things."

Da Ming looked at Su Chen, his eyes burning with intensity.

"My brother and I have come today because there is something we wish to consult you about."

"Speak," Su Chen said indifferently.

"We heard your storytelling during the day."

Da Ming swallowed, his tone filled with an unprecedented sense of urgency.

"In that Perfect World, even ferocious beasts can cultivate precious techniques, compete with the heavens for glory, and even strike terror into the hearts of gods!"

"May I ask, sir—"

Da Ming stared intensely into Su Chen's eyes.

"In that world, do the ferocious beasts not have to endure this nine-deaths-and-one-life heavenly tribulation that occurs every hundred thousand years?"

Hearing this question, Su Chen understood their intentions.

On the Douluo Continent, the plight of soul beasts was incredibly tragic.

One hundred thousand years was a cruel death warrant.

Either they transformed into humans and spent decades recultivating, during which they could be hunted by humans at any moment.

Or they resisted the heavenly tribulation head-on, with a nine-in-ten chance of death.

This fate, strictly suppressed by the Heavenly Dao, was the eternal pain in the heart of every Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast.

Looking at the longing for salvation in Da Ming and Er Ming's eyes, Su Chen smiled slightly.

"Heavenly tribulation?"

"In the Perfect World, all things can cultivate. As long as one imprints the runes of heaven and earth within their bones and blood, they can seize the fortune of the universe."

"The ferocious beasts there do not even need to fear the hundred-thousand-year heavenly tribulation."

"Powerful pure-blooded creatures can even use the lightning tribulation as food to temper their physical bodies."

Su Chen's words were like opening a door to a new world for Da Ming and Er Ming.

The two's breathing instantly became heavy, their eyes filled with longing and shock.

To use lightning tribulation as food!

In their view, this was something they wouldn't even dare to dream of!

"Mr. Su!"

Da Ming stood up abruptly and bowed deeply and solemnly to Su Chen.

"May I ask, Mr. Su, do you possess the cultivation methods of the ferocious beasts from that Perfect World?"

"If you are willing to bestow such a method and save my Spirit Beast race from this tragic fate..."

Da Ming gritted his teeth and made a resolute promise.

"All the heavenly treasures within the Star Dou Forest shall be yours to take!"

"My brother and I are willing to serve you as our master!"

Watching Da Ming, who remained bowed, a flash of brilliance crossed Su Chen's eyes.

Immediately after, he flipped his wrist.

A jade slip covered in intricate bone texts landed directly on the table.

"This is a low-level Bone Text Precious Technique for ferocious beasts."

Su Chen's tone was indifferent.

"Take it back and study it carefully; it is enough to help you reshape your foundations and condense your own origin runes."

Seeing the jade slip on the table, both Da Ming and Er Ming were shaken to their cores.

With trembling hands, they carefully picked up the jade slip.

The ancient aura emanating from it was enough to make their internal spirit power stir with the urge to evolve, just from a single glance!

"Thank you, Mr. Su, for your great kindness!!!"

Da Ming and Er Ming were so excited that they knelt on one knee, their voices trembling.

Looking at the jade slip on the table radiating an ancient aura, Da Ming and Er Ming's feelings at this moment were beyond words.

In their long lives as Spirit Beasts, they had seen countless human Spirit Masters and countless so-called top-tier techniques.

But nothing had ever made their bloodline feel such an instinctive craving just by sitting there, like this jade slip.

"Thank you, Mr. Su, for your great kindness. My brother and I, as well as the thousands of Spirit Beasts in the Star Dou Forest, will never forget this favor!"

Da Ming bowed heavily once more, then carefully reached out, wrapping the jade slip in a gentle layer of spirit power before tucking it into his robes.

He knew the weight of this object.

This was not just a technique; it was the hope for their entire race to change their destiny, the trump card that would allow them to stand tall and truly contend with the heavens!

Su Chen remained seated in his armchair, his expression calm as he waved a hand.

"Enough, take it and leave quickly."

"There are quite a few Title Douluo gathered in the imperial city right now. Even with your Lord's Reverse Scale to conceal you, if you stay too long, it is hard to guarantee you won't reveal some flaw."

Hearing Su Chen mention their Lord and the Reverse Scale, Da Ming felt a jolt in his heart, a flash of horror crossing his eyes, but he dared not ask another word.

The Mr. Su before him had become, in his eyes, a god who could not be looked upon directly.

"Understood, we shall take our leave."

Da Ming pulled the dazed and still-shocked Er Ming, bowed to Su Chen once more, and the two no longer lingered.

Their figures blurred, turning into two faint breezes that drifted through the window gap and vanished into the dark night.

The room returned to silence.

Su Chen took a sip of his now-cool tea and slowly stood up.

"It is about time."

Su Chen whispered to himself before walking to the bed to sit cross-legged.

Hum!

As Su Chen breathed, the profound Unique Cave Heaven behind his head slowly emerged, hovering silently in the void like a miniature black hole.

Deep within this Unique Cave Heaven, the drop of Thunder Emperor True Blood pulsed rhythmically.

With every breath Su Chen took, the spiritual energy of the world surged into his body, filtered by the Thunder Emperor True Blood and the Bone Text Precious Technique into the purest form of energy.

He could feel his physical body growing stronger within this wondrous rhythm.

Meanwhile, far to the south of the continent, in the Star Luo Imperial City of the Star Luo Empire.

The entire city was built against the mountains, its thick walls covered in the marks of blades and axes, exuding an aura of grim slaughter.

The architectural style here was starkly different from the Tiandou Empire, everywhere manifesting the Star Luo Empire's domineering philosophy of the law of the jungle, where the strong preyed upon the weak.

The Star Luo Emperor, Dai Tianfeng, was currently seated upon a dragon throne crafted from the spines of ten-thousand-year soul beasts.

His physique was exceptionally burly, his mane of golden hair flying in the wind, his eyes like hooks as he stared fixedly at the secret report that had just been delivered.

On both sides of the grand hall, the civil and military officials of the Star Luo Empire held their breath, not daring to even let out a sigh.

For they could feel that the soul power fluctuations radiating from the emperor on the dragon throne had reached a terrifying critical point.

"A fine Listening Rain Pavilion..."

"A fine Su Chen!"

Dai Tianfeng slammed the secret report in his hand onto the desk, producing a dull, heavy thud.

"Suppressing Tang Hao with one hand, flicking Bo Saixi into uselessness with one finger, and even forcing the entire Clear Sky Sect to kneel in the middle of the street."

Dai Tianfeng's voice echoed through the hall, laced with a deep sense of dread.

"If not for the fact that reports came back from the Martial Soul Hall and the Tiandou Empire simultaneously, Imperial We would never believe such a person could exist in this world!"

As the ruler of the Star Luo Empire, he knew better than anyone what the Clear Sky Sect and Bo Saixi represented.

They were the peak combat powers that had once stood at the pinnacle of this continent.

Yet, before that Su Chen, they were like unruly children, utterly devoid of the power to resist.

"Your Majesty."

At this moment, a high-ranking official of the Star Luo Empire stepped out cautiously and bowed in salute.

"According to reports from the secret guards lurking in the Heavenly Dou Imperial City, Bibi Dong of the Martial Soul Hall and Xue Ye of Tiandou have both personally traveled to the Listening Rain Pavilion, fawning over him and attempting to recruit him."

"But that Su Chen did not care in the slightest, and even humiliated Bibi Dong in public."

Upon hearing this, a sharp glint flashed in the depths of Dai Tianfeng's eyes.

"Did not care?"

"That is only natural. Having mastered the inheritance of the Perfect World—a power capable of granting eternal life and allowing mortals to defy the heavens and change their fate—why would he ever look twice at this tiny Douluo Continent?"

Dai Tianfeng stood up slowly, pacing back and forth on the dais, his tiger-like eyes filled with calculation.

In his life, Dai Tianfeng believed only in power.

The cruel laws of competition within the Star Luo imperial family had made him incapable of believing in any so-called sentiment from the bottom of his heart.

But he also understood that in the face of absolute power, all schemes were futile.

"The Tiandou Empire has already honored him as Imperial Tutor, and the Martial Soul Hall is even willing to let Bibi Dong brew tea for him personally."

"My Star Luo Empire must not fall behind!"

"Otherwise, Star Luo is in peril!"

Thinking of this, Dai Tianfeng stopped in his tracks, looked toward a guard at the side, and ordered in a cold voice:

"Go! Convey Imperial We's decree: tell that degenerate son Dai Mubai, who has been running wild outside, to roll to the Heavenly Dou Imperial City immediately and await orders!"

"Tell him that if he cannot secure a good position for Imperial We at the Listening Rain Pavilion, and if he cannot make Mr. Su remember his name, he need never think of returning to the Star Luo Empire, nor shall he ever participate in the struggle for the throne again!"

Having said this, Dai Tianfeng let out a cold laugh.

"Imperial We shall also make a trip to the Heavenly Dou Imperial City in person."

"Since the Martial Soul Hall and Tiandou can go, my Star Luo Iron Cavalry can go just as well!"

At the same time, Sea God Island.

This sacred island, suspended in the vast ocean, was currently shrouded in a layer of extremely heavy, dark clouds.

Inside the Sea God Hall, the once holy and gentle blue light had turned somewhat cold and sinister.

Bo Saixi knelt before the statue of the Sea God, her face deathly pale.

As the High Priestess of the Sea God and the strongest existence in these waters, she had never felt such humiliation and helplessness as she did today.

That flick of a finger in the Heavenly Dou Imperial City had not only shattered the phantom of the Sea God, but had also shattered the faith she had upheld for her entire life.

"Lord Sea God..."

Bo Saixi's voice echoed through the empty hall, carrying a trace of supplication.

"That Su Chen, he does not regard the gods in his eyes at all."

"He said you are nothing but a charlatan who keeps offerings in captivity..."

Every word Bo Saixi spoke made her feel a sense of dread.

Rumble!

Just then, the statue inside the Sea God Hall suddenly began to tremble violently.

Immediately after, a terrifying divine might also crossed the barrier of the God Realm and descended upon Sea God Island!

For a moment, the entire sea boiled, and waves tens of thousands of feet high continuously crashed against the shore, as if in divine wrath.

"Those who blaspheme against the gods shall be executed!"

The next second, a majestic voice echoed in Bo Saixi's mind.

Following that, a ball of deep blue light suddenly condensed in the palm of the divine statue.

As the light dissipated, a rhombus-shaped, crystal-clear blue gem slowly floated before Bo Saixi.

"This is Sea God's Wrath."

"It contains a trace of this god's true intent."

The divine statue's voice sounded again.

"Bo Saixi, as the Great Elder, you must wash away the shame of this battle with Su Chen's blood."

"Take this item and issue a decree to the Seven Great Elders of Sea God Island to depart immediately."

"At all costs, suppress and kill that fiend within Heavenly Dou Imperial City!"

"Let the world know that divine might is inviolable; those who touch it will surely die!"

Bo Saixi looked at the blue gem floating before her eyes and tremblingly held it above her head.

"Bo Saixi accepts the order!"

"I will not fail the divine oracle and will surely kill Su Chen!"

Although she felt fear towards Su Chen's strength, in the face of the god's trump card, she believed Su Chen would absolutely not escape.