If we delay any longer, we'll miss dinner tomorrow!

(Chapter 236 has been unblocked, but a lot of it has been deleted. Those who haven't read it can go and check it out.)

"Aaaaaah! Stop hitting!!"

Qian Daoliu's roar, filled with grief and indignation, resounded like a thunderclap over Sea God Island.

This roar did not contain the anger of being beaten, nor the humiliation of being a peerless expert.

It is a deeper, purer, and more heartbreaking despair!

"If we delay any longer, we'll miss tomorrow's dinner!!"

Dinner!

These two words, roared from Qian Daoliu's mouth, carried a majestic momentum capable of shaking mountains and seas.

That was a resolute fight for one's beliefs!

The Seven Sacred Pillar Douluo in the distance were stunned by what they heard.

Dinner?

Just to rush to dinner?

You, a level 99 Peerless Douluo, have traveled across half the continent to our Sea God Island.

After being chased and banged on by our High Priest with his scepter for ages, all you care about... is missing a meal?

They felt their worldview was being repeatedly and brutally trampled upon by this man.

As Bo Saixi's scepter slammed down on him once again, Qian Daoliu did not dodge this time.

He took a deep breath, flexed his waist and stance, and delivered a solid punch to the scepter that symbolized the supreme status of the High Priest of the Sea God!

"Ha!"

This punch was completely devoid of any fancy moves.

It is full of simple, unpretentious power, and an endless longing for Egg Fried Rice.

The next moment.

Fist and staff collided with a deafening roar!

"Clang--!!!!"

A metallic clang rang out, and a wave of energy emanated from the two men, spreading outwards in a frenzied circular pattern!

The Seven Sacred Pillar Douluo in the distance had their robes billowing in the air currents as they stared in horror at the eye of the storm.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment.

Qian Daoliu remained motionless, maintaining his punching stance.

Bo Saixi also maintained the gesture of swinging her staff, like a stunning ice sculpture.

Everyone's gaze involuntarily fell upon the scepter of the high priest of the Sea God, crafted from deep-sea mithril and passed down through countless generations.

From the point where Qian Daoliu's fist struck, the path curved downwards at an extremely strange angle.

It formed a perfect, standard "L" shape.

Qian Daoliu stared at the shape of the scepter, momentarily stunned, and almost blurted out. "I recognize this shape!"

Bo Saixi, meanwhile, gazed at the scepter that had been completely destroyed and turned into a "crutch".

Her body began to tremble violently to a visible degree.

"A thousand! Streams!!"

Bo Saixi spoke slowly and deliberately, his voice squeezed out from between his teeth.

With a heavy heart, she put the L-shaped scepter back into her Soul Tool, an action as if she were burying a dear friend who had died in battle.

Then, she slowly raised her head.

Those beautiful, sea-blue eyes had now completely transformed into a bottomless, dark blue storm!

Boom!!

Endless blue flames erupted from her body, stirring up the wind and clouds, and the entire sea began to roar in response!

The Sea God Martial Soul suddenly appeared behind her!

Black! Black! Black! Black! Black! Black! Black! Black! Red!

When they saw Bo Saixi reveal her Soul Ring, the Seven Sacred Pillar Douluo in the distance all gasped in shock!

"High Priest... he's getting serious!"

Upon seeing Qian Daoliu not only showed no fear, but instead breathed a sigh of relief.

Beat!

Call now!

After we're done, I can take you away!

He looked at Bo Saixi, who had completely gone berserk, and even showed a hint of apology on his face.

"Xi Xi! I don't want to fight you either!"

Qian Daoliu's voice clearly reached everyone's ears amidst the raging sea wind.

"But you'll understand me once we get to the Maple Dye Pavilion!"

"You'll even thank me!"

As he spoke, he also made no further reservations.

A golden Angel Martial Soul appeared behind him, along with nine breathtaking Soul Ring that shot into the sky!

At this moment, the two Peerless Douluo standing at the pinnacle of the Douluo Continent finally unleashed their full power without reservation!

Maple Dye Pavilion, first floor lobby.

It was completely different from the apocalyptic scene of Sea God Island.

Here, all is peaceful and serene, yet the atmosphere... is extremely eerie.

The dozen or so titled Douluo were all frozen in place, as if they had been subjected to a spell.

They were holding rice bowls or chopsticks, their expressions blank, their eyes fixed on the same direction.

Counter.

Lin Feng was resting with his eyes closed, leaning back in his recliner, oblivious to everything around him.

On the counter in front of him, the Blue Silver Emperor, which should have been quietly kept as a potted plant, was frantically "showing off its figure" in an extremely enchanting manner.

The leaf that served as the "waist" would occasionally sway gently and gracefully in Lin Feng's direction.

That movement...

That posture...

All that's missing is a steel pipe stuck in the side and some upbeat background music.

Even more outrageous, it seemed to realize that Lin Feng was unmoved by its "flirting," and actually began to extend a few slender vines, trying to rub against Lin Feng.

Lin Feng didn't even lift his eyelids.

But as soon as the vines got close, they were blocked by an invisible barrier and could not advance an inch.

The leaves of the Blue Silver Emperor trembled in a human-like manner, as if it had suffered a great injustice, and the vines drooped down.

But just a few seconds later, it rallied, changed its angle and posture, and began a new round of "talent show".

"Oh..."

A soft laugh broke the eerie silence.

Everyone looked over at the sound and saw Emperor Dai Tianfeng of the Star Luo Emperor covering his face with one hand, his shoulders trembling slightly.

His face held a serene expression of having seen through the illusions of the world and attained profound enlightenment.

"Your Majesty, you..." the Prime Minister asked cautiously.

"Fine."

Dai Tianfeng waved his hand, lowered it, and revealed a face full of despair.

His gaze swept over the still-swaying Blue Silver Emperor, then looked at the group of Title Douluo around him who seemed unfazed, and finally let out a long sigh.

"I was just thinking..."

"Having experienced so much, I feel that my state of mind has been elevated to an unprecedented level."

Dai Tianfeng's voice carried a sense of worldly vicissitude.

"From now on, no matter what outrageous things happen, I probably... won't be surprised anymore."

I'm used to it.

I've really gotten used to it.

Having witnessed even a blade of grass being someone else's wife, what else could possibly move him?

That's just how the world is.

Destruction it, quickly.

In this eerie atmosphere, only two people truly remained "untainted by the mud."

One was Spirit Kite Douluo sitting in the corner, burying her face in a bowl bigger than her face, frantically eating.

The other was Ning Rongrong, who was sitting next to Ning Fengzhi and had also turned her grief and anger into her appetite.

This was the first time she had ever had a proper meal at the Maple Dye Pavilion.

When the bowl of fried rice was placed in front of her, her eyes almost instantly welled up with tears.

Each grain of rice is distinct and plump, perfectly coated in golden egg yolk, emitting a unique and soul-stirring aroma.

Ning Rongrong carefully scooped up a spoonful and put it in her mouth.

Boom!

An indescribable, exquisite flavor exploded on her taste buds like a cosmic bang!

In that instant, she felt as if she had been elevated!

Even the fatigue from grilling skewers for hours dissipated considerably.

"Mmm... it's so... delicious..."

Ning Rongrong's tears slid uncontrollably down her cheeks and dripped into her rice bowl.

Of course, the food is delicious, but that's only part of the reason.

The reason she cried was mostly because she was angry at those old scoundrels!