An Eye for an Eye, a Tooth for a Tooth!

The high-speed rail moved slowly, and the distance between the two points was vast.

Fortunately, thanks to the soul-guided high-speed rail, they arrived in Shrek City in just a few hours.

This was a city even more massive and magnificent than Ming Capital, home to the headquarters of three super organizations.

It was incredibly bustling; the moment one entered, one could see many people moving about, among them no shortage of powerhouses and geniuses.

Chen Zhou looked at this city, which felt both familiar and strange to him, his expression remaining largely unchanged.

He had lived here since he was a child, always residing within the compound of the Qiangu Clan.

Although he had lived in Shrek City his whole life, he rarely had the chance to wander outside; usually, he only came out to take a look with others before having to return.

However, if he didn't want to go back now, no one could stop him.

Watching Chen Zhou stand still and begin picking out hairpins, the young man in black frowned.

Yet, after a moment of silence, he did not stop Chen Zhou.

The prices of these hairpins were very cheap, but it was clear that most of them were handmade.

Chen Zhou intended to pick one out to take back for Na'er.

Since the little girl's hair had grown long, he could comb it for her himself and then braid it together.

However, after looking through them, perhaps because the craftsmanship was quite exquisite, Chen Zhou found he liked several of them.

So, with a wave of his hand, he pointed out seven or eight in succession.

"I like these quite a bit; just take them all for me. I want all of these."

Seeing the young man before her make such a lavish purchase, the old woman selling the items wore a smile, and she busily wrapped them up.

"That will be 250 Federal Coins in total."

"Alright."

Chen Zhou reached out to take them, then pulled a card from his pocket and slowly swiped it before following behind the young man in black toward the Qiangu Clan.

The young man in black glanced at the young master named Qiangu Qingzhou.

When the two of them first headed to East Sea City together, the other party had been reticent and withdrawn.

Now, after a month of separation, the other party not only nearly ignored him but also showed him no respect whatsoever.

Although they were both guards of the Qiangu Clan, most possessed the strength of a Soul Ancestor or even a Soul King.

Except for those true direct descendants they dared not provoke, these guards didn't actually care much about the collateral descendants; after all, there were too many of them in the Qiangu Clan.

Thousands of years of accumulation had caused the Qiangu Clan to grow ever larger.

Among this, aside from the single direct lineage, there were dozens of collateral branches.

In such a situation, for many of these collateral descendants, the final outcome was merely joining the Spirit Pagoda to become ordinary workers, without any illustrious status.

Yet, even knowing this, he felt an inexplicable sense of awe toward Chen Zhou, or perhaps a strange feeling of suppression.

It was as if the young man before him possessed an indescribable aura.

Though he couldn't quite grasp it, he felt a subconscious sense of reverence.

This was the one thing the young man couldn't figure out, but as for the young man's thoughts, Chen Zhou didn't care at all.

He wouldn't even care if he knew.

His current martial soul had already advanced to the Water Dragon King and was still undergoing evolution.

After the Water Dragon King, he could directly reach the Primordial Dragon.

According to the original evolutionary path of the Douluo world, after the Water Dragon King, it might have been the bloodline of the Water Dragon King lineage among the ten God Kings under the Dragon God.

But for Chen Zhou, it was beginning to transform directly toward the Primordial Dragon.

The Primordial Dragon was undoubtedly powerful.

As the initial divine dragon of that world, although there was still a gap between it and the Water Dragon King of the source, it was already a terrifying power.

Now, just by reaching the Water Dragon King level, Chen Zhou could clearly feel that he held a strong suppression over any beast-type martial soul.

Once he reached the Primordial Dragon, the strength of his martial soul would break through to the god level, and not just an ordinary god-level martial soul at that.

Thinking of this, Chen Zhou's mood improved significantly.

Returning to the Qiangu Clan's compound, the young man in black bowed respectfully to him before turning to leave.

Chen Zhou ignored the young man in black and turned to head straight toward his own room.

Among the collateral descendants of their generation, not a single one had awakened the Coiling Dragon Staff.

Coupled with the fact that none of them belonged to the main collateral branch, they had all been sent to various places to cultivate.

Someone like him, who could go to the nearby Spirit Pagoda and become a disciple of the Pagoda Master, was already a very good result.

Therefore, the brothers who had returned with him were all very respectful toward him.

However, after putting away his luggage, Chen Zhou stretched his limbs, ready to go all out.

In this day and age, it wasn't enough that you bullied me; it wouldn't end just because you didn't bully me when we met again.

It is you who bullied me, so naturally, I must use my strength to bully you back.

Chen Zhou's footsteps were slow yet firm as he headed deeper inside.

That area belonged to the main house of the collateral branch.

It was the primary lineage among the collateral branches, holding a higher status than the minor branches like his own.

However, to the Qiangu Clan, they were all merely collateral branches.

As Chen Zhou kicked the main gate open, an old man in a long gown looked toward him with indignation.

The man was the head steward of their collateral branch, responsible for their daily living arrangements, and was himself a four-ring Soul Ancestor.

Yet, this old man was highly skilled at judging people by their status—or rather, servants of great clans were all experts at that.

Toward a fellow like Chen Zhou, who had no background and whose parents were both deceased, he lived the life of a young master in name only.

Whether it was the money distributed monthly or the charcoal provided for heating in winter, along with various other minor necessities, everything was skimmed off the top, and the amounts withheld were significant.

These old things with a bit of power, or rather, these animals, simply bullied him because Chen Zhou had no one backing him.

But now, he was his own backing.

Looking at the old man before him, two purple soul rings instantly descended upon Chen Zhou, and his second soul ring suddenly flared to life.

The attack came abruptly, and Chen Zhou did not hold back in the slightest.

In the sky, droplets of rain began to pelt the ground.

With every impact, the raindrops struck the earth with a thunderous boom, leaving behind a small crater.

As the rain fell, the old man was stunned for a moment.

Then, in the next second, a raindrop struck his shoulder.

The Water of Destruction suddenly detonated upon him, instantly blasting his shoulder into a bloody mess.

Without a moment's hesitation, Chen Zhou charged forward.

His figure moved like a drift, spinning wantonly amidst the raindrops.

He appeared beside the old man and vanished in an instant, leaving a blade mark on the man's body with every appearance.