Hey, Destruction Bro, Why's Your Face Red?

"Th-th-th-th... What's going on? Why are there so many Healing Pegasi!!!"

Someone cried out incoherently.

In the distant forest, one white figure after another came charging out.

Dozens of Healing Pegasi thundered forward in a vast tide, like a white tsunami, racing toward the spot where Chen Doudou stood.

"Oh no, brothers, summon your martial souls!"

Someone shouted.

The group faced them as if confronting a powerful enemy and hurriedly summoned their martial souls.

After all, even though Healing Pegasi had no offensive Soul Skills, the destructive force of so many charging at once was still terrifying.

But the scene they imagined never came to pass.

The herd of Healing Pegasi soon came to a halt.

Then the Healing Pegasus from earlier said something to another one with somewhat duller gray fur. The two Pegasi walked together toward Chen Doudou.

Chen Doudou rubbed its mane. "Haha, I knew you'd come back!"

The leading Healing Pegasus came up to Chen Doudou and looked him over.

Chen Doudou smiled and held out his hand. "Hello! My name is Chen Doudou. What's yours?"

Approval shone in the gray Pegasus's eyes. It gently rubbed its head against his palm, then spoke to him through its mental power.

Its name was Kasa, and it had 8,000 years of cultivation.

It was a Healing Pegasus that had mutated to possess the Mental Attribute. Since it was young, it had suffered an extremely serious injury. Although it had eventually recovered, the injury had left it with lasting complications, and it didn't have much longer to live.

After living for thousands of years, it had never met a human as genuinely kind as this one, someone who didn't hunt Soul Beasts.

With a human pioneer like this...

Perhaps one day, humans and Soul Beasts really could live together in peace.

Kasa raised its head and let out a long neigh, then told Chen Doudou through its mental power, "Chen Doudou, my only son is willing to believe in you. So am I!"

Since he hadn't killed its only son,

Kasa, with its end drawing near, decided to burn itself one last time.

It did so not only to repay his kindness, but also because it believed in this human.

Zhang Lexuan's expression changed at once. She recalled a passage in an ancient text. "Wait, it's going to offer a sacrifice!"

"A sacrifice? What's that?"

A pretty short-haired girl looked utterly confused.

The others were just as puzzled.

After all, no one had offered a sacrifice on Douluo Continent for ten thousand years.

So most academies didn't teach anything about it. Unless you chose to search through ancient texts yourself, you'd never learn about these secrets.

Zhang Lexuan took a deep breath and explained, "It's said to be an ancient pact. As long as a Soul Beast willingly offers itself as a sacrifice to a Soul Master, then no matter how many years of cultivation the Soul Beast has or what level the Soul Master is, the Soul Master can absorb its Soul Ring without conditions—and the fusion will be absolutely perfect!"

"What!"

Ma Xiaotao covered her mouth. "So Doudou can perfectly absorb this Pegasus's Soul Ring?"

Zhang Lexuan nodded. "That's right."

The crowd erupted in an uproar.

Absorb it without conditions?

No limit on the Soul Ring's age?

And a perfect fusion, too?

That was simply heaven-defying!

Everyone felt their hearts burn with excitement, but the moment they remembered that the Soul Beast had to be "willing," their enthusiasm was doused.

All they could do was watch Chen Doudou enviously.

Could he be the only person on the entire continent whom Soul Beasts would willingly sacrifice themselves for?

At that very moment, in the Divine Realm.

Watching Chen Doudou heal a Soul Beast and then set it free,

Asura God lost his footing, rolled his eyes, and toppled to the ground. He nearly spat up a mouthful of blood. "Pfft..."

Was this really his son?

His son, the son of the dignified Asura God, had a dying Soul Beast right in front of him, and he didn't kill it?

He even let it go?

What a disgrace!

What a shameful family!!!

Rakshasa God's face darkened, too. He couldn't bear to watch!

God of Destruction doubled over laughing. "Hahahaha!!!"

"I'm dying! Asura, oh, Asura, your Doudou is hilarious!"

"No wonder he's going to become King of Kindness. I can see the makings of a God King in that boy!"

God of Destruction curled his lip and taunted him. "Asura, Rakshasa, let me be honest. From now on, when you Evil Thoughts Gods hold meetings, you two can sit at the kids' table for meals."

Asura God: "..."

Rakshasa God: "..."

Sometimes, there really was nothing to say.

They wanted to argue back, but they had no comeback.

They wanted to explain, but that would just be embarrassing.

Asura God sighed and patted Rakshasa God's leg. "See? That's your son. From now on, you can sit at the kids' table for meals."

Rakshasa God rolled his eyes. "Your son."

"Your son!"

"Your son!"

"Your son!"

"Will you ever stop? He's your son."

"Your son."

"..."

And so the two of them bickered back and forth.

"This is hilarious, absolutely hilarious!"

God of Destruction quietly pulled out some sunflower seeds and laughed, his mouth crooked with amusement. "Hahaha... Who was it that said Doudou was no good? Doudou is just great!"

God of Evil stared in stunned silence. "..."

Hey! Where had his integrity gone?

That wasn't what he'd been saying before!

He was a dignified God King!

His word was supposed to be as good as gold.

Was the Anti-Doudou Alliance really going to disband just like that?

Could their friendship really capsize at the drop of a hat?

Goddess of Life covered her forehead, unable to look at God of Destruction embarrassing himself.

Goddess of Kindness giggled. "Sister Life, I think Doudou really is quite suited to inheriting your divine position."

After seeing the Healing Pegasus offer itself as a sacrifice to Chen Doudou,

Asura God and Rakshasa God's expressions finally improved a little.

Well, at least he'd gotten a Soul Ring, even if he'd embarrassed them.

Just then, God of Trickery came over, beaming as he cupped his hands. "Congratulations, my lord! My felicitations!"

The moment he saw him, Asura God flew into a rage and kicked him hard. "Cut the crap! What's there to celebrate? I only sent Doudou down there because I listened to your bullshit!"

If he hadn't sent him down, at least the embarrassment would've stayed within the family.

Now he'd humiliated himself in front of the entire Divine Realm!

He regretted it bitterly.

He never should've listened to that God of Trickery and his scheming little tricks!

God of Trickery went sprawling from the kick. He hurriedly scrambled back to his feet and explained, "My lord, Young Master Doudou has finally grasped the essence of the teachings his mother gave him!"

"Oh? What do you mean?" Rakshasa God's eyes lit up.

"My lady, think about it. Doudou is your flesh and blood. Would he be foolish enough to heal a Soul Beast? Of course not!"

"He was making himself seem harmless, using gentleness to lull the Soul Beast into a false sense of security. Then he won its trust, so he could get it to offer itself as a sacrifice!"

"My lord, my lady, think about it. If Doudou hunted a Soul Beast, his First Soul Ring could only be a little over 1,000 years old at most. But with this method, Young Master Doudou can easily obtain an 8,000-year Soul Ring."

"Doesn't that prove it?"

As he spoke, God of Trickery sneaked a glance at God of Destruction, then held his head high and declared, "Hmph, some ignorant person thought Young Master Doudou was only on the first floor. In reality, our Young Master Doudou was already in the stratosphere!"

Asura God clapped his hands, amazed. "Brilliant! Simply brilliant!"

How had he not thought of that?

Could their Doudou really be that clever?

Of course he could!

After all, he was so wise and mighty. How could his son Doudou be such a coward?

After hearing this explanation,

God of Destruction, who had been grinning the moment before,

stopped grinning the next.

Asura God gave God of Destruction a meaningful look. "Go on, laugh. Why'd you stop?"

Rakshasa God's lips curved faintly. "Don't you like to laugh?"

"Pfft!"

God of Evil covered his mouth, his shoulders shaking uncontrollably.

That'd teach him to show off. Look at him now.

Served him right!

God of Destruction: "..."

No way. Could it be—was it actually true?

Could Doudou have been trying to lull him into a false sense of security this whole time, then use his evil old man, Asura God, to carry out some unspeakable evil scheme?

Oh no, he'd fallen for a telecom scam!

God of Destruction's face instantly flushed bright red.

Asura God casually teased him, "Hey, Destruction Bro, why's your face red?"

That might not have been so bad if he hadn't said it.

But the moment he did,

God of Destruction's face turned so red it looked like a monkey's backside.

They said a young man's blush was worth more than any love confession.

But what about an old geezer's blush?