Deep Sea Demonic Whale Lan Fozi

But Levin knew even better that his and Pinocchio's names had probably long since landed on Star Luo Emperor Dai Tianfeng's desk.

The actions of these noble youths were merely extensions of the will of the families or imperial princes behind them.

They had been summoned by Lin Wan from the Fairy-Tale World through the system.

Their very existence carried the mission of gaining prestige for their host, Lin Wan.

Although Lin Wan had not forcibly dictated any specific course of action, that objective naturally left Levin with little interest in integrating into this world's power structure.

He needed prestige, but gaining it did not necessarily require attaching himself to some prince or noble.

In his view, great strength itself was the greatest source of prestige.

Thus, he only maintained superficial peace and courtesy, neither explicitly refusing nor making any promises.

Far away in the depths of the sea, Ursula remained in her Fishbone Cave, cultivating.

A few years were but the blink of an eye to Sea Soul Beasts with their long lifespans.

But for Ursula, the Deep-Sea Witch who conducted trade here, these years had been a golden period during which her power and prestige steadily rose.

Her strength had soared from the hundred-thousand-year level when she first arrived on Douluo Continent to that of a two-hundred-and-eighty-thousand-year Soul Beast.

Only a small portion of that had come from Ursula's own cultivation. Most of it was energy she had gained through trading with other Sea Soul Beasts.

"Hehehe..." Ursula let out a low, satisfied laugh as she looked at a freshly brewed bottle of Scale-Color Potion, which could temporarily make scales shine with seven-colored brilliance.

These seemingly useless little trinkets often brought her unexpectedly valuable things from Sea Soul Beasts with simple minds or a taste for novelty.