Chapter 8 Zhao Zi: The intelligence department is a bunch of bastards! Lan Yue, who doesn't plan to use his source power
The once mighty and elite fleet has now been reduced to a sparse and scattered remnant.
Everyone was covered in wounds, and their eyes still held lingering fear, as if they had just crawled out of hell.
Zhao Zi's heart skipped a beat, and an ominous premonition welled up in his mind.
He looked back anxiously, his eyes scanning the crowd, trying to find those two familiar and powerful auras.
No.
Still no.
Zhao Zi's face turned deathly pale instantly. He grabbed the shoulder of a cardinal beside him, his voice trembling with extreme shock:
"Where is the elder?"
Where are the two elders who accompanied them?!
The cardinal's bones were cracking from Zhao Zi's terrifying grip, but he ignored the pain and collapsed to his knees, weeping bitterly.
"Your Highness... the two elders... both elders... have fallen!"
"What?!"
Zhao Zi was struck dumb, staggering back two steps, his eyes filled with disbelief.
"That's impossible!"
Those were two Title Douluos!
Even if they were facing the Grand Priest Qian Daoliu, they could have escaped if they couldn't win. How could they all have perished on a small island?!
Zhao Zi roared, his soul power surging uncontrollably around him, and faintly, it seemed as if an angry dragon's roar echoed behind him.
What on earth happened?!
Poseidon Island... that barbaric land, how could it possibly possess such power?!
The cardinal, trembling, recounted the events on Poseidon Island in detail:
"Your Highness Zhao Zi...we...we were all wrong..."
"That Seagod Island is no small force at all..."
There are seven titled Douluo stationed there!
They are known as the Seven Sacred Pillars!
"and...
And there was also a high priest, Bo Saixi, who is said to be...
It is said that she was an unparalleled powerhouse capable of borrowing the power of the Sea God; the two elders couldn't even force her to make a move before being surrounded and killed by the Seven Sacred Pillars..."
As Zhao Zi listened to the cardinal's report, his expression shifted from shock to panic, and finally settled on an extreme twisted and angry look.
Seven titled Douluo!
There is also a highly unfathomable high priest!
Such strength would make even the Spirit Hall think twice before attacking, yet they only sent two Title Douluos with a group of Soul Masters to attack.
This isn't about establishing authority.
This is clearly a suicide mission!
"You bastard!"
"You bastard!!"
Zhao Zi slammed his fist into the stone pillar beside him, and the hard granite pillar instantly became covered with spiderweb-like cracks and collapsed with a crash.
"What are the intelligence agencies doing?!"
Who is it?!
Which bastard was in charge of gathering intelligence on Poseidon Island?!
Zhao Zi's eyes were bloodshot, his chest heaving violently, and he roared through gritted teeth:
"'No Title Douluo'?"
'Just a small force'?
That's utter bullshit!
"Such a terrifying foundation, yet they're described as a pathetic barbarian?!"
"If we had known this would happen, how could we have suffered such a heavy blow!"
Those were two Title Douluos!
"It is the towering white jade pillar of my Spirit Hall!"
Zhao Zi's heart was bleeding.
How many resources are needed to train a Title Douluo?
How many years will it take?
Now, because of an absurd intelligence error, it has been lost for nothing on the vast ocean.
Bibi Dong stood to the side, holding Lan Yue's hand tightly, looking at the furious Zhao Zi, her heart filled with sorrow.
Lan Yue, hiding behind Bibi Dong, watched the furious Title Douluo with a faint smile.
Poseidon Island?
Before he took human form, he avoided it at all costs.
They were terrified of being targeted by Bo Saixi.
There was even an instance where the Sea Spirit Masters of Seagod Island set their sights on Lan Yue.
It was pulled back by Lan Yue.
Bo Saixi even went to their door to issue a warning!
In Lan Yue's eyes, this Bo Saixi is no different from the Deep Sea Demon Whale King!
Once he realizes his potential and gains strength, he will go back to settle scores.
There are still several decades before the story begins.
'A few decades is enough time for me to cultivate until I become stronger than Bo Saixi and the Deep Sea Demon Whale King!'
Lan Yue made a silent vow in his heart.
Lan Yue did not intend to transform the 700,000-year-old life essence that had condensed within his body after he took human form into soul rings.
Firstly, it's because if one enters the Spirit Hall and condenses a spirit ring on their own, they are easily suspected and enraged.
Secondly, it's because Lan Yue and Xiao Wu are not the same!
Xiao Wu followed Tang San to Notting Junior Soul Master Academy to study.
For six years, all she knew was eating, drinking, and having fun.
Her soul power cultivation level also increased to level 29.
But this was almost entirely because Xiao Wu was consuming the life essence within her body before she took human form.
If Xiao Wu also cultivates diligently, and with the support of her own life essence, her cultivation speed will be several times faster!
Of course, one reason for this is that Xiao Wu simply cannot control the life essence within her body to transform into her soul ring.
But Lan Yue is different.
Lan Yue can freely control whether or not to consume the life essence within his body to condense a soul ring.
Lan Yue possesses two Blue Silver Emperor Martial Souls, boasting two ultimate attributes.
The cultivation experience and such were accumulated over ten thousand years.
As long as you practice diligently.
Let's be conservative.
Even without using this life essence, the cultivation speed is enough to surpass the vast majority of people!
After venting his anger, Zhao Zi's chest heaved violently, and it took him a long time to calm down his turbulent emotions.
Now that things have come to this, no amount of anger can bring back the lives of the two Title Douluos.
The immediate priority is to safely escort the saint back to the Papal Palace and report everything truthfully.
Just as Zhao Zi was preparing to arrange for the convoy to rest, his gaze inadvertently swept over Bibi Dong's back.
There, a little boy with delicate features peeked out, blinking his big eyes and curiously looking at him.
Although the boy was simply dressed, his refined and elegant temperament could not be concealed.
Among this group of disheveled and defeated soldiers, he stood out as an oddity, like a bright pearl covered in dust.
"Your Highness," Zhao Zi frowned slightly, pointed at Lan Yue, and asked in confusion, "This child is…?"
Bibi Dong turned to the side and gently pulled Lan Yue in front of her, making no attempt to hide anything.
Zhao Zi is a loyal follower of her teacher Qian Xunji and an elder who watched her grow up.
Although he has a fiery temper, his loyalty to the Spirit Hall is beyond question, and he is a trustworthy person.
"Uncle Zhao, this is the child I rescued on my way back. His name is Lan Yue."
Bibi Dong gently stroked Lan Yue's head, her tone tinged with pity:
"He was an orphan who survived the shipwreck, but seemed to have been traumatized and lost most of his memory."
Seeing that he was all alone and helpless, I took him in.
At this point, Bibi Dong paused, a glint of light flashing in her eyes, and lowered her voice to say:
"Moreover, Uncle Zhao, this child is a rare genius."
[end of the chapter]