"What... happened?"
Gu Han stared in confusion at the Sea God Heart before him. Its surface had dulled, cracks spiderwebbed across it—and he couldn't help but feel a growing sense of alarm.
Just last night, it had been perfectly fine. But today, the moment he took it out, it had become like this.
"Junior Brother, did this thing... break?"
Bibi Dong was equally puzzled. She couldn't understand how a soul tool of such high quality could suddenly fall apart—and so severely at that.
Gu Han shook his head slightly, a frown tugging at his brows.
The Sea God Heart is a highly advanced soul tool. Even a Titled Douluo shouldn't be able to damage it. Yet now, not only is the exterior cracked, even the internal core has lost its luster. Could it be... something happened to the Sea God?
That was the only explanation he could think of. Otherwise, there was simply no reason why a soul tool left behind by a god would suddenly shatter.
But… why?
What had happened to the Sea God?
The original story never mentioned the Sea God ever suffering any serious injuries.
Could something have happened in the Divine Realm?
What unsettled Gu Han even more was that the feeling of being watched had grown stronger—far stronger.
A sharp pain stabbed between his brows. His frown deepened, and an intense sense of unease welled up within him.
"No... Senior Sister, we have to return to Spirit Hall immediately."
Gu Han rose to his feet. The feeling of dread was overwhelming, and he feared something terrible was about to happen to him.
Moreover, the fact that he couldn't even find peace within the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan meant that the situation was even more serious than he had anticipated.
Right now, they had to get back to Spirit Hall.
There, they had Qian Daoliu, Qian Xunji, and many powerful Titled Douluo to rely on—far safer than staying within the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan.
"Why?"
Bibi Dong lifted her head, her beautiful face filled with confusion.
"I just have this ominous feeling… I can't explain it, but my instincts are telling me that we must return to Spirit Hall at once."
Gu Han shook his head slightly, his expression grim.
"Are you overthinking it?"
Bibi Dong's delicate brows furrowed slightly. It was the first time she had ever seen her junior brother this anxious. Normally, no matter what happened, Gu Han could always maintain his composure.
This... was unprecedented.
Besides, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan had Gu Rong here—even if Chen Xin was in seclusion, he could always come out at any time.
What kind of danger could make Gu Han so uneasy that he insisted they must return?
And if the threat came from within the clan itself, that was even less likely.
Ning Fengzhi wasn't foolish—if he ever intended to move against them, it would be outside the clan grounds, not here, lest he implicate the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan itself.
Gu Han simply shook his head, firmly grabbing Bibi Dong's hand, his gaze serious.
"Senior Sister, please—trust me."
Bibi Dong's cheeks flushed slightly at the sight of his earnest expression. Without arguing further, she nodded.
"Alright... Let's first go say goodbye to Brother Fengzhi and Uncle Bone."
"Mm."
Gu Han nodded. Saying farewell was necessary—he still needed to borrow the clan's transport.
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"Brother Gu, Your Highness the Holy Maiden, you're leaving already?"
Ning Fengzhi looked somewhat surprised.
Gu Rong also appeared puzzled. They had just arrived the day before—why the sudden rush to leave?
"Was there something wrong with our hospitality?"
"No, Brother Fengzhi, Uncle Bone—you misunderstand."
Gu Han shook his head and explained,
"It's not that your hospitality was lacking. It's just that my senior sister and I have urgent reasons to return to Spirit Hall."
Hearing this, Ning Fengzhi no longer pressed them to stay.
Though he didn't fully understand Gu Han's character, he knew enough to realize that if Gu Han said there was an unavoidable reason, it must truly be important.
And in matters of this nature, it was better not to pry.
Thus, he personally prepared a soul beast-drawn carriage for them and escorted them to the gates of the clan, bidding them farewell.
Watching the carriage speed away into the distance, Gu Rong sighed deeply.
"Ah… two peerless talents, yet it was Spirit Hall who secured them first."
Hearing this, Ning Fengzhi chuckled.
"Uncle Bone, Spirit Hall's system naturally allows it to discover more hidden talents than any other faction."
Gu Rong nodded in agreement, reminiscing,
"Come to think of it, even my Martial Soul was awakened by a Spirit Hall deacon."
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Vast Sea City.
The speed of a Limit Douluo was terrifying to behold—especially with the special enhancements Bo Saixi enjoyed at sea.
In no time at all, she arrived at this coastal city.
Bo Saixi's presence was simply too unique—her aura, tempered by endless years and suffused with divine mystery, seemed to transcend the mortal world.
Her appearance was flawless beyond compare.
Her skin was as fair as snow with a healthy flush of pink, as if she were a sculpture carved by the heavens themselves.
Her eyes resembled deep, tranquil pools, shimmering with an irresistible brilliance.
She stood out like a crane among chickens.
Wherever she passed, whether men or women, they couldn't help but be captivated by her beauty.
"So beautiful..."
"How could such a stunning woman exist in this world?"
Bo Saixi paid little attention to the astonished gazes, her divine eyes sweeping across the harbor.
On her way here, she had already noticed many fishermen hunting whale-type soul beasts offshore.
Although most of the whales were under ten thousand years old, such large-scale hunting had never happened before.
She frowned slightly and withdrew her gaze from the docks.
Closing her eyes briefly, she attuned herself to the Sea God's guidance—connecting with the Sea God Heart to sense the general direction.
The closer she got, the stronger the resonance.
In the next instant, under countless startled gazes, her figure blurred and vanished without a trace.
"Wh-where did she go?"
"Did we just see a ghost?"
Ordinary folk stared wide-eyed. In their eyes, not even a Soul Master should be able to vanish like that—appearing and disappearing in an instant—it was simply too terrifying.
"What speed!"
"Could she be... a Titled Douluo?"
Compared to civilians, the Soul Masters present were far more knowledgeable.
Bo Saixi's fleeting appearance and disappearance had pushed speed to its absolute limit—so fast they couldn't even track her with their eyes.
Only a legendary Titled Douluo could achieve such a feat.
"She must be a Titled Douluo. We've seen Spirit Hall's Supreme Pontiff in action before—both in speed and power, it's comparable. Only a Titled Douluo could do this."
Members of a shipping fleet once requisitioned by Qian Daoliu also recognized this phenomenon, marveling—and not missing the chance to brag about having seen the Pope firsthand.
Bo Saixi's appearance caused quite a stir in Vast Sea City.
The rumor that a Titled Douluo had appeared spread like wildfire.
Before long, the news reached the local Spirit Hall cathedral.
Due to the whale jelly situation, the original Soul King-ranked bishop here had been replaced by a Soul Douluo, along with several Soul Sages.
They had been secretly acquiring whale jelly—and even personally venturing out to hunt.
However, limited in strength and disadvantaged at sea, they could only hunt thousand-year and newly ten-thousand-year whales—not the high-level ones that Qian Daoliu could easily slay.
Spirit Hall's policy of not slaughtering soul beasts recklessly remained in force, so their hunting was tightly controlled—only a limited number culled at spaced intervals.
Moreover, whale jelly was reserved only for certain elders and worshippers' descendants—it wasn't widespread.
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"A Titled Douluo?"
The Soul Douluo bishop, Ci Tun, frowned slightly.
"Where did a Titled Douluo come from?"
"Yes, we heard she was an extremely beautiful white-haired woman, dressed in a distinctive blue ceremonial gown, wielding a staff. She appeared suddenly, stayed a short while, then vanished instantly."
One of the Soul Sages relayed what had been gathered.
Ci Tun pondered briefly, then waved his hand.
"Forget it. Leave her alone. Titled Douluo aren't people we can afford to provoke."
"Understood."
The Soul Sage nodded.
Indeed—whether Rank 91 or above, Titled Douluo were not to be trifled with.
She was likely just an unaffiliated Titled Douluo, roaming the land.
Since she wasn't causing trouble, there was no need to offend her.
---
Bo Saixi's arrival had stirred up no small commotion within Vast Sea City.
But to her, all of it was irrelevant.
By now, she had already left the city far behind, racing inland.
She had received the Sea God's directive:
She must quickly retrieve the Sea God's Heart and return it to Sea God Island for consecration.
Only with the accumulated faith of Sea God Island could the Sea God Heart be repaired.
If possible, she was to bring the current bearer of the Sea God Heart back with her as well.
When Bo Saixi first learned the Sea God Heart had been damaged, she was deeply shocked.
As the Grand Priestess of Sea God Island, she knew exactly what the Sea God Heart represented:
It was an artifact left behind by the Sea God himself—even she couldn't damage it.
And now, it had been severely wounded, requiring divine faith to heal.
She couldn't fathom what had happened.
To harm the Sea God Heart implied a being terrifying beyond imagination—someone whose power surpassed even hers.
But if that were true... something didn't add up.
Why would the Sea God command her to retrieve the current bearer?
Was it protection?
Did that mean someone was hunting the bearer?
Yet if their enemy was strong enough to wound the Sea God Heart, how had the bearer survived?
Perhaps... they hadn't.
Perhaps the bearer was already dead, and the Sea God Heart had fallen into another's hands.
The more Bo Saixi thought about it, the heavier her heart became.
She knew that, inland, her strength would be greatly diminished compared to the sea.
If she faced an enemy stronger than herself, she had little hope of victory.
But this was the Sea God's command.
She had no choice but to obey.
Throughout all this, it never even occurred to Bo Saixi that perhaps the Sea God himself had been wounded—
In her heart, the Sea God was invincible.
A god.
And gods... were omnipotent.
How could they possibly be injured?
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