A God Descends? Leave That Big Gold Fork as a Deposit First
Boom!
A thick cloud above the Sea within the Sea was torn open by a pillar of light that was almost black with red. The ninety-ninth-level High Priest Bo Saixi, like a red-hot flying stone, crashed heavily onto the white sand beach in front of the Sea Horse Sacred Pillar.
A fierce wind whipped up white sand, causing Bo Saixi's long red and gold embroidered robe to flutter loudly. Her usually composed and pretty face was now so gloomy it looked as if black water was about to drip from it.
For centuries, who has dared to run wild on Sea God Island?
But what was right under her nose? The Sea Horse Sacred Pillar had a huge crack in the middle, and black smoke was billowing out; twenty 100,000-year-old Demon Soul Great White Sharks were floating belly up, foaming at the mouth; and the bald, burly man was using a cast iron chisel to pry open the good white jade Plate on the base of the Sacred Pillar.
"You damned bastard!!"
Bo Saixi trembled with rage, slamming her Sea God Scepter into the ground. A ring of blue light Bite onto Ling Yun: "You destroyed my Sacred Pillar, you bullied my sacred beast! Today, I'll skin you alive and throw you all into the trenches to feed the turtles!!"
"What are you yelling about? You're so old, yet your temper is worse than a fat man's diarrhea."
Ling Yun kept his hands firmly in his pockets, not even glancing at the broken stick. He chewed on a stalk of dry grass, glanced sideways at Bo Saixi, and nudged Ning Rongrong beside him with his elbow. "Rongrong, this lady in red looks like a foreman. Hand her the bill."
"Okay!"
Ning Rongrong didn't care about the Peerless Douluo this moment; she only cared about money. The young lady pulled a two-foot-long piece of kraft paper from her bosom, unfolded it, and shoved it at Bo Saixi across the marble steps:
"High Priest, is it? Let's settle accounts! This old, dilapidated pillar of yours is in disrepair, leaking electricity and splintering stone, almost hitting my foot—that's 20,000 gold coins for the Astonish! As for those twenty great white sharks outside, Brother Yun mercifully gave them a 200-mile high-intensity stretching therapy, waiving your escort fee, but the therapy fee still needs to be settled, right? 30,000 gold coins!"
Ning Rongrong chattered away, her abacus gleaming in front of Bo Saixi: "Let's round it up to fifty thousand Gold Soul Coins! Let's settle this mess first, then we can talk about other things!"
Bo Saixi lived to be over a hundred years old, and his head had never been so buzzing in his entire life.
The high priestess of Sea God Island had her home ransacked by a bunch of country bumpkins from out of town, and instead of running away, they pulled out an exorbitant bill and forced her to pay a fine?!
"Court death!!"
Bo Saixi panicked and waved his scepter. A massive wave swept up Blue Tyrant and his six companions, along with the wooden crates, and hurled them down into the air towards the foot of Sea God Mountain.
"Bang! Bang!" Several people stepped steadily onto the white jade steps at the foot of Sea God Mountain.
Bo Saixi's crimson figure hovered in mid-air, looking down at them with the whites of her eyes, her gaze as cold as ice. "Since you are so ignorant of your own limitations, I will grant your wish! This is the Sea God's Light, the 1001st Steps to the Divine Ladder! Each step is accompanied by the oppressive power of the Sea God. If you cannot climb to the top, may your bones shatter inch by inch on the steps, becoming fertilizer for Sea God Mountain!"
According to the Old Huang almanac, once you arrive here, you should grit your teeth, sweat profusely, and endure the oppressive pressure step by step, leaving a bloody footprint, to experience a hardship that would move even the gods.
Ke Ling Yun stood in front of the first step, craned her neck to look at the frighteningly tall white ladder, and frowned deeply.
"Climbing stairs?"
Ling Yun spat on the ground in disgust. "Do you think I'm some uncivilized mountain monkey? Why don't you walk on flat ground and instead come here to climb mountains and sweat like a stinker?"
"Brother Yun, it seems like there's some kind of inflexible rule pressing down on us, we can't just fly up there." Dai Mubai rubbed his shoulders, feeling like there were hundreds of pounds of pig iron weighing down on them.
"Then we won't fly. We'll ride the waterwheel."
Ling Yun, with his hands in his pockets, completely ignored Bo Saixi, who was standing in mid-air with an air of superiority. He stomped his right foot hard in the puddle beneath him.
The spiritual energy within the skull suddenly spun around, its Water-type and Dark-type origins turning into an unreasonable bandit in this old lair surrounded by water.
"Waterfall, flow backwards for me!"
Rumble--!
In the Sea within the Sea, the water, enough to fill more than a dozen rooms, was forcibly pumped out, gathering in mid-air to form a terrifyingly thick, high-pressure water column! This water column didn't flow downwards; instead, it defied the laws of nature, clinging to the 1001 steps, rising upwards like a water dragon!
"Fatty, bring that big tin tub from the boat!" Ling Yun shouted.
Ma Hongjun and Tai Long deftly pulled out a thick-rimmed Oak that could hold eight people. The group jumped into the basin with a whoosh, and Xiao Wu even grabbed a handful of roasted pine nuts.
"Let's go!"
Ling Yun raised a fingertip.
That deadly reverse jet of water directly lifted the Oak, defying the so-called divine pressure, and with an unreasonable momentum, it shot straight up to the mountaintop with a "whoosh"!
The oppressive barrier of the Sea God? Under the relentless onslaught of a massive water pump, the yellow light didn't even have a chance to escape before being torn to shreds by the floodwaters!
"Click--"
Bo Saixi, sitting in mid-air, along with the Sea Soul Masters below who had come to watch the spectacle, were completely dumbfounded, their jaws nearly shattering on the steps.
Three breaths.
In the short time it took to catch its breath, the Oak filled with people came to a steady stop at the entrance of the Sea God Hall, the highest step of the 1001st step, on the "slide" formed by the high-pressure water jet.
Ling Yun stepped out of the wooden tub, cracked a pine nut, and waved to Bo Saixi, who was staring in disbelief below. "Old woman, these stairs aren't that hard to climb, it's just that the wind up there hurts my ears."
Boom--!
The old faces that had been worshipped on Sea God Island for generations now seemed like something out of a latrine.
Just as Bo Saixi was about to risk his life to kill these clowns, deep within the Sea God Hall, as if he was too ashamed to bear the humiliation, a dazzling golden light, a million times larger than Bo Saixi's, suddenly burst through the roof!
Golden clouds churned wildly on the horizon. A phantom image of an old man, hundreds of feet tall, holding a golden trident and exuding an air of superiority, slowly emerged in mid-air. It was the last remaining thought of the Sea God on this dilapidated island, ready to show his power and frighten these reckless young fools.
"I am the Sea God..." The muffled, thunderous voice had barely begun in mid-air.
"Brother Yun! Look!"
Ning Rongrong let out a scream, abruptly cutting off the Sea God's words.
This young lady somehow produced a glass viewing mirror, tilted her chin up, and stared intently at the trident in the old man's phantom hand, her drool practically dripping from her mouth.
"That pitchfork the old man was holding was solid pure gold! It was even inlaid with a large sapphire! It was such a huge lump, it must weigh at least 108,000 jin! Absolutely no scrap iron mixed in! If it were taken back to Heaven Dou City and melted down, it could buy half a street!!"
The majestic phantom face of the Sea God Phantom twitched suddenly in mid-air.
Upon hearing this, Ling Yun's eyes lit up. He pulled both hands out of his pockets, tapped his toes on the white jade steps, and with a swift movement of his right hand, he grasped a thin, translucent, deep blue water blade directly in his hand.
The boy pointed the tip of his knife at the phantom in mid-air and yelled at the top of his lungs:
"Hey old man in the sky with the golden fork! Hurry up and throw that big golden fork down as toll for this trip! If you behave yourself, I might consider leaving a couple of pillars for your dilapidated temple!"
The Sea God Phantom in mid-air flickered wildly, its golden light seeming to be damp.
This divine sense has lingered in the Douluo Continent for tens of thousands of years, witnessing people kowtowing and begging for divine favors, and burning incense and making wishes. But this is the first time in history that a stray dog has come up and immediately started eyeing him, weighing his weapon in terms of value, and demanding tolls from him while brandishing a water blade!
Enraged, the divine sense trembled, and the golden light crackled and flickered a few times. The hundreds-of-feet-tall phantom seemed to have gone into a fit of rage, its connection snapping with a "whoosh," scattering into countless golden fragments. It fled for its life, retreating to the bottom of the Sea God Hall, refusing to show itself again.
Bo Saixi knelt at the bottom of the steps, watching the Sea God who had been driven away in anger. Her eyes rolled back, and she fainted completely on the white sand beach.
At the same time.
Outside Sea God Island, on a rocky beach covered with rotten seaweed.
"Splash..."
A rickety wooden plank covered in green mold was pushed ashore by the waves.
Tang San's skin was white and swollen from being soaked in the mud, and his lips were so dry that blood seeped out. He lay head down in the mud and sand like a dead dog that had been skinned alive.
He survived by the skin of his teeth, clinging to a rotten plank and drifting at sea for more than half a month. He dodged the man-eating fish in the sea, endured the storms and waves, and nearly starved to death several times. He survived only because of the fierce determination in his heart to skin Ling Yun alive.
"We've arrived... we've finally gotten close..."
Tang San fingers into the white sand so hard that his nails were torn off. He struggled to lift his head, his two bloodshot eyes gleaming with a vicious fire of desperation, as if he were about to turn the tide.
Sea God Island! As long as I begin the Sea God Nine Trials here, Ling Yun... your death is imminent!
Filled with excitement and awe, he gritted his teeth, got up, and looked into Sea God Island.
Then I looked up.
He spotted the legendary, sacred Sea Horse Sacred Pillar in the distance and ordered half of its base to be removed.
He saw that the 1,001 steps leading to the Sea God Mountain were flowing with dirty water, and several young men in short clothes were sitting in Oak, sliding down the Water Flow from the top of the mountain, laughing and spitting watermelon seeds into the sea as they slid.
He also faintly heard Ning Rongrong's crisp voice, as she cursed while holding an abacus, "Where did that old man hide the golden fork? Tai Long, go and dig up all the floor tiles in the main hall and look for it!"
Tang San stood in the salty sea breeze, his body stiff as a dried seaweed.
He dreamed of obtaining the divine fortune he had traded his life for.
He planned to use the divine palace to turn the tide and take the lives of his enemies.
Once again, these damned scoundrels have turned the place into a complete mess.
"Puff--!"
Tang San let out a bloodcurdling scream, Spit Up a mouthful of black blood. His initial enthusiasm upon reaching the shore shattered completely into fragments flying wildly in the wind on the white sand.