Chapter 36: This Seat Will Help You Flatten Shrek!
The impact failed to raise even a single ripple!
What made Du Busi's heart race even more were Lin Yu's golden eyes. Those were not eyes a human should possess! It was a gaze akin to a deity's—one of absolute indifference toward life and death.
Furthermore, the silver-haired woman beside him—startlingly beautiful yet equally unfathomable—possessed an aura that made even a peak Douluo like himself, who had dominated the continent for nearly a century, feel a primal tremor of survival instinct!
"You... who are you?"
Du Busi's voice was dry and hoarse, filled with unprecedented solemnity and wariness. The emerald light in his palm completely dissipated. He understood that the golden-eyed youth before him was not an existence he could easily provoke. That terrifyingly savage giant bear was actually just his servant?!
Lin Yu did not answer Du Busi's question directly. His gaze swept over the pale-faced Long Aotian and the unconscious Wang Meng and Zhao Tiezhu on the ground, finally settling back on Du Busi. The corners of his mouth curled into a half-smile, carrying a hint of insight that seemed to see through everything:
"Du Busi, your Body Sect's way of welcoming guests is certainly... unique. This seat brought my disciple for an exchange and a spar, yet you, old fellow, immediately want to make it a matter of life and death?"
"An exchange and a spar?" Du Busi looked at the ruined mountain gate and his fallen disciples, his beard trembling with rage. "You call this an exchange? Wounding my men, insulting my sect..."
"They were inferior in skill; there is no one else to blame."
Lin Yu interrupted him flatly, speaking as if it were the most natural thing in the world: "My disciple, at the rank of Soul Grandmaster, defeated your sect's Soul Elders and Soul Ancestors. Does that not prove that your Body Sect's proud body-tempering methods still have room for improvement?"
These words were like thorns, stabbing deep into the hearts of Du Busi and all the Body Sect disciples. Long Aotian clenched his fists so hard his knuckles turned white, his eyes filled with humiliation and indignation.
"As for insulting your sect?" Lin Yu chuckled softly, his voice tinged with disdain. "If this seat truly wished to insult your sect, your mountain gate would have been reduced to dust by now. My servant simply has a bit of a temper."
Bear Lord let out a cooperative low growl, his dark-gold claws lightly grazing the ground. The hard rock was sliced open like tofu, creating several bottomless fissures.
Du Busi's face turned ashen, yet he could not find a retort. The strength the opponent displayed and that unfathomable presence forced him to suppress his towering fury. He took a deep breath, his cloudy old eyes locked onto Lin Yu:
"Just who is Your Excellency? What is your purpose in coming to my Body Sect?"
Lin Yu finally withdrew his playful smile. His golden eyes became deep and serious, and an indescribable majesty slowly permeated the area, making the air around the mountain gate feel several degrees heavier:
"This seat is Lin Yu."
"I have come to grant your Body Sect a heaven-sent fortune."
"A great opportunity sufficient to allow your Body Sect to crush Shrek and ascend to the pinnacle of the continent!"
The word "Shrek" was like a spark dropped into dry tinder, instantly igniting the bone-deep hatred and violence that had lain dormant in Du Busi's eyes for decades! His hunched frame suddenly straightened, and a terrifying aura—colder and more domineering than before—exploded. Emerald poison mist leaked uncontrollably from his body, causing the stone pillar beneath his feet to sizzle and corrode!
"SHREK!"
Du Busi's voice was like a freezing wind from the underworld, every word carrying sky-high resentment. Long Aotian and the other core disciples looked up instantly, their eyes burning with the flames of shared enmity. It was a mark of shame and hatred branded into the bones of every Body Sect descendant!
Lin Yu looked at the fire of hatred in Du Busi's eyes—one that sought to incinerate everything—and the smile of total control on his own face finally bloomed completely. He knew that the key had been inserted into the lock.
He turned slightly, revealing the steady and resolute Huo Yuhao behind him to Du Busi's burning gaze. His voice rang out like a magical proclamation, clear and resonant before the deathly silent gate:
"This disciple of mine possesses a top-tier Body Martial Soul—the Spirit Eyes!"
"I have come to borrow your Body Sect's secret Gold-level Awakening!"
"In exchange..." Lin Yu's golden eyes looked directly into Du Busi's pupils, which were contracting with shock and wild joy. Every word landed with the weight of a mountain:
"This seat will help you flatten Shrek!"
Du Busi's emerald snake-like eyes stared fixedly at Lin Yu. The bone-deep hatred burning within them was covered by a thick layer of frost—a dense mixture of suspicion and contempt.
"Flatten Shrek?" Du Busi's voice was hoarse, like a snake scraping against sandpaper. Every word carried a poison-tipped chill and a sneer. "Boy, do you know what Shrek represents? That old tree has roots intertwined throughout the world; its foundation is unfathomable! That old thing Mu En sits in the Sea God Pavilion, a Rank 98 Super Douluo! There are several other elders above Rank 95! The Titled Douluo they have on the surface number more than ten! Not to mention their web of influence across the entire continent! This old man has struggled and fought with them for a century; I know their terror. You think you can flatten them with just a word?"
His withered palms clenched tight, his dark green robes fluttering without wind. It was the most direct expression of distrust toward Lin Yu's arrogant claim, a manifestation of the bloody lessons learned from countless confrontations.
Facing this onslaught of skepticism, Lin Yu's expression did not change in the slightest. The controlling smile on his face even deepened. With a composure that suggested he saw through all things, he slowly shook his head.
"Sect Master Du, a century of grievances has blinded your eyes and limited your vision." Lin Yu's voice remained calm, yet it possessed an invisible power that pushed aside the poisonous malice emanating from Du Busi. "To discuss such matters here—is that not a joke? It insults both your status and mine."
His golden eyes swept over the trembling Body Sect disciples and the flickering shadows peeking out from behind the distant gates, his meaning clear.
Du Busi's cloudy eyes flickered as he suppressed his churning rage and poison. He admitted Lin Yu had a point. The unfathomable depth the golden-eyed youth had shown and the terrifying strength of his beast servant forced him to place the opponent on an equal, if not higher, footing. To argue here was indeed undignified and risked exposing the sect's internal secrets.
"...Fine!" Du Busi squeezed the word through his protruding teeth, sounding like grinding metal. "This old man wishes to hear just what kind of world-shaking method this 'heaven-sent fortune' of yours is! After you!"
He waved a withered hand, pointing toward a black mountain peak deep within the sect that was the most precipitous, jutting out like an eagle's beak. That was his place of solitary cultivation and the most heavily guarded forbidden area of the Body Sect.
Lin Yu nodded slightly and gave a look to Gu Yuena beside him. The Silver Dragon King's clone remained indifferent, her silver light flashing as her figure drifted toward the black mountain like light smoke. Bear Lord let out a low growl, shrinking his form to shield Huo Yuhao as he followed close behind.