Chapter 42: Are You Happy Now?

"Are you happy now?"

Guyu gritted his teeth as he stared at the trending news on his soul guide phone.

"Model Youth of the New Era: Battling Wits and Courage Against Evil Soul Masters…"

What a load of nonsense. Guyu felt utterly humiliated. And that picture—seriously? Couldn't they have taken a few more shots? Of all the pictures they could have used, they had to pick the one with his worst facial expression.

He pulled out the banner from his soul guide ring, seriously considering tearing it to shreds. How was he supposed to show his face in public after this?

But after thinking about it, he put it back. No matter how embarrassing, this was still an officially recognized military merit. If he ever joined the army, this could be useful for his future.

Curious, he scrolled through the comment section. He was looking at the official news from Tianhai City, which happened to be his next destination after Tiandou City.

"This isn't a big deal. I could do it too." —User: Supreme Douluo

"Damn! Bro, what's your cultivation level to be talking this big?"

"You'd be scared if I told you—Title Douluo!!"

"…You drunk, bro? I've met at least ten thousand 'Limit Douluos' online. Want to drop your location? Let's fight." —Attached was a meme of a guy with only three soul rings.

After this, "Supreme Douluo" never responded. Meanwhile, a wave of mocking comments flooded in, calling him out for chickening out.

Unbelievable.

With the widespread internet coverage in the Federation, over 90% of people had access to it. This made Guyu feel strangely at home—no matter the world, as long as technology advanced, the internet was always the best time-waster.

Before he knew it, an hour had passed.

Then, on the official Sun-Moon Federation website, he saw an absolutely outrageous comment.

The Star Luo Empire's Embassy in the Sun-Moon Federation:"Our empire desperately needs talent like this."

The Douluo Federation's Official Account:"You guys can only dream, lol." (With a smirking emoji attached.)

…Huh?

The comment section instantly exploded with heated debates, arguments, and memes.

Guyu quickly closed the browser. Alright, now this wasn't just fame—it had gone international.

Still… Guyu smirked. This might not be such a bad thing after all.

A few moments later, he started browsing the Federation's gaming and movie markets. The more he saw, the stronger his desire for a business empire became.

Sea God Lake

A small yacht floated quietly in the vast lake. Sitting aboard was Na'er, reading the newspaper with Guyu's story on the front page. She chuckled softly.

Suddenly, space itself rippled, and an eerie energy spread across the area. Everything around her became still—even the flow of soul power was frozen.

A figure cloaked in black appeared, their long robe adorned with intricate soul beast patterns. Faint purple light pulsed across the fabric, hinting at its extraordinary nature. Their voice was genderless, cold and distant.

"Miss."

Na'er's expression remained indifferent. "What is it?"

"Don't forget about the bet. Your emotions have been fluctuating greatly lately."

Na'er froze for a brief moment. Fluctuating? She hadn't noticed.

"Don't worry, I won't forget," she said coldly, folding the newspaper. "After all, it determines my fate."

Her gaze turned to the distant horizon—cold and unreadable.

(End of Chapter)