Sea Horse Douluo stepped forward and dropped to one knee, his forehead almost touching the ground, his voice full of self-reproach:
"I have failed to fulfill Lord Sea God's guidance through my incompetence. Please punish me, High Priest!"
"Rise, Sea Horse."
Bo Saixi gently shook her head, her voice mild yet carrying a power that soothed the heart.
"This was not your fault. Even I have never seen a Golden Trial like this before."
Her gaze settled on Su Yu-or, more precisely, on the gleaming golden trident brand on his forehead-and a wistful look entered her eyes:
"Young man, a hundred and zero years have passed since I succeeded to the position of High Priest of Sea God Island."
"For a hundred and seven years, I have guarded this island and Lord Sea God's inheritance."
"I thought I would never live to see the destined inheritor. To think I would meet you in these years when I am already approaching the grave."
"A-a hundred and seven years?!"
Ning Rongrong covered her mouth in shock, her large eyes widening into perfect circles.
She looked at Bo Saixi's stunning face, which appeared no older than thirty, and simply could not reconcile the two.
Nor was she alone. Ye Lingling and Long Ling'er also looked incredulous, while Zhu Zhuqing's and Xue Na's eyes were filled with surprise.
With her luminous skin and vibrant presence, how did the Bo Saixi before them look anything like someone who had lived for more than a hundred years?
At their reaction, Bo Saixi smiled faintly, her sea-blue hair dancing gently in the breeze:
"Once a Soul Master's cultivation reaches a certain realm, the years find it difficult to leave traces on their appearance. Young man, could you tell me where you come from?"
Su Yu bowed slightly