Chapter 67: Sea God, Do You Want a Successor?

Chapter 67: Sea God, Do You Want a Successor?

The atmosphere in the tavern grew tense and strange. People of Shrek looked at Qian Renchuan with a peculiar expression and asked in disbelief, "Is this your sister?"

"Yes," Qian Renchuan nodded.

Qian Renchuan nodded, then instantly used Blue Silver Grass to entangle Ma Hongjun, who was trying to escape and dragged him back.

"You're a very dishonest fat man," Qian Renchuan said coldly, eyeing Ma Hongjun's wretched pig face. A hint of hostility flashed in his eyes as he continued, "People should be responsible for what they say."

"What are you going to do?" Ma Hongjun's flesh kept trembling. Seeing Qian Renchuan's sinister smile and murderous look, he is sweating profusely. He could only activate his martial soul to escape—though it was useless.

Due to his father's teachings, Qian Renchuan would not kill Ma Hongjun outright; letting him live in fear was the best lesson.

Moreover, it seemed this Fatty seems to be part of my father's God-Capturing plan. Because there were too many people, Qian Xunfeng believed that the godhead granted by the God Test was insufficient, and he couldn't directly kill the Gods in the God Realm.

However, Ma Hongjun might later attract a Phoenix God, and there's a small chance that the Fire God will appear. Perhaps he could modify the God Tester—though uncertain, it was worth a try.

"From now on, put away your lewd look. I dislike it greatly. As a warning, I'll pluck out one of your eyes."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ma Hongjun exploded with effort, struggling desperately.

"No, no!"

If only his eye was damaged, a healing soul master could fix it. But if it was gouged out, that would be the end.

At this point, Ma Hongjun was regretful. Why had he teased someone from a noble family? He knew the other party was a disciple of a powerful family—why had he acted so recklessly?

Qian Renchuan paid no attention to this. He immediately let the blue-silver grass pierce into Ma Hongjun's eyeball.

"Ah!"

Ma Hongjun screamed as one eye was gouged out—blood and flesh blurred together, and he let out a heart-wrenching howl. His body rolled violently until Qian Renchuan sent him flying with a punch.

He was punched into the wall, joining Tang San and the others, forming a world-famous painting. Everyone bore a dent on their chests from the punch.

"Yinchuan? Let's talk this over," Ning Rongrong stammered, scared by the bloody scene, her face showing shock and fear.

"This is just a small lesson. Is it a mediocre person who dares not cause trouble? I think Flander, who can say such a thing, is also a rare idiot."

Afterward, Qian Renchuan took Dugu Qiubai upstairs. He had been waiting for Dugu Qiubai for a few days, and letting them off easily this time was merely for the 'fun' his father spoke of.

As Qian Renchuan and the others settled in the hotel with ten gold soul coins, Zhao Wuji broke free from the blue-silver grass. He looked at the three people, who were like dead dogs, with a headache. Only when he realized they were only severely injured and their foundations were not damaged did he breathe a sigh of relief?

He helped the three down from the wall, then saw Oscar hiding in the corner, too afraid to show his face. He didn't say anything, as he would only get beaten if he came out, and might even be sent into the wall with them.

This time, Zhao Wuji came out to help Oscar get the soul ring. If anything went wrong, he'd have to return empty-handed.

"Okay, go back to your rooms, apply herbs to them, and quickly get the soul ring before leaving," Zhao Wuji instructed, not wanting any more accidents.

Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong nodded. Zhu Zhuqing was fine but only yearned for that powerful strength even more, which could easily change her destiny.

Ning Rongrong was mainly worried that Qian Renchuan and the others would come back to beat them again.

Qian Renchuan, indifferent to their concerns, went into the room. Dugu Qiubai sighed helplessly: "I don't know why His Highness the Pope didn't let us kill them."

"Hehe," Qian Renchuan said. "My father said Tang San is weird—his aura is infused with divine power, and those around him seem to be watched by gods because of him."

Qian Renchuan couldn't understand how these good-for-nothings could attract the attention of gods. His talent far surpassed theirs.

But then he thought—although they had God's attention, they were being watched by his father. Given his father's character, he would never let these people become gods.

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Meanwhile, at the Pope's Palace:

Qian Xunfeng was contemplating the Vast Sea Cosmic Shroud, which he had obtained directly from the Heaven Dou Empire Treasury—also known as the Heart of the Sea God.

Infused with the divine power of the God of Order, the vast sea cosmic shroud suddenly emitted a gentle blue glow, enveloping the entire Pope's Palace.

"Who is calling me?"

Suddenly, the scene around him rippled, and the magnificent palace vanished before his eyes.

He appeared on a small island surrounded by the ocean. In front of him stood a majestic statue: a figure holding a trident—the Sea God—riding a gigantic demon soul great white shark beneath his feet.

"You possess a strange power within you," the Sea God asked. "Who are you?"

As a sea god who wished to retire like the Asura God, Qian Xunfeng first considered whether he could win him over. If not, he planned to deal with him like the Rakshasa God.

"True Word: Seal!" Qian Xunfeng uttered, and the entire island was immediately sealed off, stunning the Sea God.

The Sea God tried to escape but discovered his consciousness was trapped—unable to leave the island.

"Who are you!"

The Sea God's heart was in turmoil. A God King's strength? Since when had a powerhouse comparable to a God King appeared on this Douluo Star?

If he'd known, he wouldn't have come here himself.

"Don't worry," Qian Xunfeng said calmly. "I'm here to introduce you to a successor."

"What kind of heir? How talented is he?" the Sea God asked, still struggling.

Qian Xunfeng waved his hand casually, and Qian Renchuan's information appeared in front of him.

The Sea God's eyes widened: "Innate full soul power, twin martial souls, angel martial soul—"

He was stunned. This was the perfect candidate in his mind.

As for the prophecy, Asura God told him about the Angel God—sorry, that was too much. Compared to this candidate, Tang San was hardly worth licking his shoes.

"This is excellent. As long as he reaches Level 70 Soul Saint, he'll come directly to Sea God Island. I guarantee he'll become a god."

The Sea God promised. Since he was the one who set the questions for God's Trial, he could lower the difficulty if needed. In the end, he planned to leave Douluo Star.

"Anyway, what happened today must remain secret. Drip a drop of blood onto this paper." Qian Xunfeng produced a contract filled with golden words and placed it before the Sea God.

Seeing this, the Sea God readily agreed. After all, if he didn't agree, he would die. As for Asura God, sorry, for the sake of retirement, he could only suffer a bit.

Qian Xunfeng then returned to the Pope's Palace. His harvest was good—another God position was acquired.

Under his coercion and persuasion, he believed that Asura God's followers would see the situation. As for Asura God himself, he was practically obsessed with retiring. It was impossible to persuade him—so It was better to let him pass on his god position and then take it away, vacating the position of a god-king.

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