Chaotic Relationships

Facing Qian Daoliu's gaze, it would be a lie to say the two elders weren't nervous; after all, this was the ancestor of their own family.

Both men had guessed Qian Daoliu's identity by now. Although they were senior elders of the family who had lived for an unknown amount of time, they could not compare to the old man before them in terms of time, age, or seniority.

Qian Daoliu's gaze swept over the two of them, his expression relatively calm. "You possess the bloodline of my Angel Family. Although you no longer carry the surname Qian, you have not disgraced the heritage of my Angel Family."

"I am here to capture this remnant of the Holy Spirit Cult. When I have time, I will personally visit the Yue Family."

Qian Daoliu's voice was calm. Meeting his gaze, the two supreme elders exchanged a look before hurriedly bowing in respect.

Seeing their ancestor wave them away, they didn't waste words and turned to leave.

As the two returned, both supreme elders were drenched in cold sweat.

Facing someone they perceived as a Tier 1 God—a terrifying combat force capable of destroying heaven and earth—even these two powerful level-98 senior elders felt a trace of fear.

On the deck at the bow of the ship, Le Zhengyue watched this scene quietly before returning to the cabin.

Beside him, Jiang Nannan's eyes were filled with fear. She had also seen the scene outside, seen that woman appear, and then be subdued by Le Zhengyue.

"Are you insane?"

"Do you know who she is?"

"She is a level-99 Limit Douluo of the Holy Spirit Cult, a supreme elder of the Holy Spirit Cult! Her status is beyond your imagination!"

"You didn't kill her, and you actually want to take her with you?"

Jiang Nannan was so shocked and angry that she couldn't even speak clearly.

Yet, meeting her gaze, Le Zhengyue's expression remained unchanged. "Since I have taken an interest in her, this woman has the qualifications to live—or rather, she is still useful to me."

He watched the anger in Jiang Nannan's eyes and perceived her inner emotions.

Jiang Nannan wanted to rush out and expose the matter, but the next second, Le Zhengyue's fair hand had already clamped around her throat.

A massive force surged forth. Jiang Nannan's pupils contracted sharply and her cheeks began to flush red, yet Le Zhengyue's expression remained calm.

"Remember your status. You are merely my maid, my woman. You have no right to manage my affairs, or rather, this matter is not for you to interfere with."

"I do not need to report my actions or decisions to you, and you are not permitted to disturb me."

His gaze was cold, fixed tightly on Jiang Nannan.

The young girl's mouth opened, wanting to retort, but she didn't know what to do.

Even though she possessed the power of a Super Douluo within her body, she found herself subconsciously nodding as she met the boy's calm, water-like eyes.

Seeing Jiang Nannan nod, Le Zhengyue calmly released his hand and sat back down, watching the map before him and contemplating what would come next.

As the ship moved away and the sound of the ship's whistle echoed, Jiang Nannan sat there gasping for air, stealing glances at Le Zhengyue.

The boy's figure remained upright, sitting in silence with a calm expression.

Watching this, Jiang Nannan bit her lip.

Nearly five days flashed by. As the Voyage Giant Ship docked, they had returned to the Yue Family from Eastsea City at high speed.

It wasn't that Le Zhengyue couldn't find Xu Xiaoyan, but there was no need.

Or rather, he knew his brother Le Zhengyue wouldn't go looking for Xu Xiaoyan either. He planned to wait until the two met and even fell in love before stealing this so-called sister-in-law.

Of course, it was highly probable that the two would never meet.

But because he looked like Le Zhengyue, he didn't mind cosplaying as him to indulge in some twisted, horrific dark humor.

Thinking of his brother, and thinking that if he met Tang Wulin, his own identity information might be leaked, Le Zhengyue had actually prepared to eliminate him; he had even thought of a way.

He would also go to Shrek Academy. Currently, Shrek Academy was absolutely the strongest force on the continent.

Not only did it bring together the Shrek Academies of two continents, but it also housed at least four Limit Douluo powerhouses, and potentially as many as six or seven.

This terrifying lineup was unmatched elsewhere; only by going to Shrek Academy could he protect himself, or rather, hide from others.

It also provided a better chance to encounter women like Wang Dong'er, Xiao Xiao, and Yuanen Yehui.

"Sigh, it's still too slow. I wonder how Tang San is doing."

"I can only see his location. He has already reached Tiandou City; he might have already met with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect or other sects."

"However, although the first continent has a top-tier powerhouse like Qian Daoliu sitting in command, he himself shouldn't be supporting Bibi Dong."

"Before Bibi Dong also becomes the Rakshasa God, things shouldn't get too chaotic."

Le Zhengyue's voice was low, his eyes carrying a hint of exhaustion.

This matter was not under his control at this stage. As time went on, the changes across the three continents would only become increasingly chaotic.

It was impossible for the current Martial Soul Hall to establish the Spirit Hall Empire because both great empires also had reincarnators.

They would naturally realize the intentions of the Martial Soul Hall and would therefore try their best to stop it.

However, because Martial Soul Hall had a top-tier powerhouse like Qian Daoliu in command, coupled with two beings who had returned through reincarnation, the power of Martial Soul Hall far exceeded what others imagined.

They were determined to establish the Spirit Hall Empire and might even complete the founding of the nation ahead of schedule.

Therefore, there was significant conflict within the first continent at this moment.

As for the Second Continent, it goes without saying that the four great empires are locked in mutual conquest.

Although peaceful on the surface, the various empires are either pleading for help from the First Continent to bring in the powerhouses of Martial Soul Hall, or introducing so-called Mecha Battle Armor and all manner of powerful Soul Tool technology from the Third Continent.

Under these circumstances, the Soul Tool technology originally belonging to the Sun-Moon Empire was thoroughly eclipsed by its own descendants ten thousand years later.

The Sun-Moon Federation's Soul Tool technology is more advanced and highly developed, directly shattering the Sun-Moon Empire's technological advantage and causing the battles between the various empires to be far from smooth.

In such a situation, the Third Continent, which should have been the most stable, goes without saying.

With two Shrek Academy branches joining forces and boasting over four Limit Douluo, how could the Sun-Moon Federation not be suffering from a massive headache?

The conflict between the Sun-Moon Federation and Shrek Academy is particularly intense; at this stage, the Sun-Moon Federation would love nothing more than to wipe out Shrek Academy.

Yet, following the merger of the two Shrek Academy branches, the strength of Shrek Academy has also skyrocketed to an explosive, even absurd, level.

Therefore, the current situation is quite chaotic, with both Martial Soul Hall and Shrek Academy harboring their own agendas, especially given the existing grudges between them.

Martial Soul Hall was destroyed by the ancestor Tang San back in the day, and although that "freak" Tang San has also been resurrected, most people are still well aware of who he is.

Thus, the Shrek Academy on the Third Continent holds no goodwill toward Martial Soul Hall either.

As for Martial Soul Hall, it goes without saying that Shrek Academy rose to power by practically stepping over its corpse; how could Martial Soul Hall not have designs on such an opponent?

Consequently, regarding the chaotic and tangled relationships between the three continents, Le Zhengyue can only offer a dry chuckle.

He can only take things one step at a time, as even he is unable to formulate any long-term plans.