After leaving the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan, Gu Han and Bibi Dong traveled by carriage straight toward Spirit City. As they passed through an uninhabited forest, Gu Han, without hesitation, hurled the Sea God Heart far away.
He had long felt that the source of his lingering unease likely came from this very item.
After all, every major disruption so far had occurred after the Sea God Heart was damaged.
Moreover, he knew full well that this object was deliberately discarded by Sea God Island. Now that it was broken, the Sea God would undoubtedly send Bo Saixi to retrieve it.
Carrying it with him would only bring unnecessary trouble.
"Hey! Junior brother, why did you throw it away?" Bibi Dong cried out in surprise when she saw how decisively Gu Han discarded the Seagod's Heart.
Her eyes widened slightly in disbelief. She looked at Gu Han with confusion and a hint of incredulity, as if asking: That's a rare divine artifact—how could you just throw it away so easily?
Gu Han shook his head lightly, his tone heavy. "Senior sister, it's clearly damaged. With the current forging techniques on the Douluo Continent, there's no way it can be repaired."
"Besides, I've got a really bad feeling about it. Keeping it might bring disaster to both of us."
"Better to ditch it now than carry a ticking time bomb."
The moment he threw it away, much of the unease in his heart dissipated—only the strange sensation of being watched remained.
This confirmed his suspicion: Bo Saixi must have left the island and was likely closing in on them at terrifying speed.
At her level—Limit Douluo—she may have already arrived on the continent. If he hadn't tossed it, she could've intercepted them before they even returned to Spirit City.
The instant Gu Han let it go, the faint glow radiating from the nameless manual within his spiritual sea also dimmed.
And in that moment, the suffocating dread vanished completely.
It was as if all his unease had been a self-defense mechanism triggered by the scripture, warning him of impending danger.
Though parting with the artifact did bring a tinge of regret, Gu Han understood the threat it posed. If he kept it, he'd face a calamity he couldn't hope to resist.
He wasn't about to gamble on making it back to Spirit City before Bo Saixi caught up.
There were too many unknowns. Even if they reached Spirit City, with Bo Saixi's power—and Qian Daoliu's nature—the Sea God Heart would inevitably be reclaimed.
A wise man avoids danger. This was a bet Gu Han had no interest in making.
After hearing his reasoning, Bibi Dong gave a slight nod. She thought to herself that her junior brother had always been calm and thoughtful—never impulsive. If he believed the Sea God Heart was cursed, then he must've sensed something seriously wrong.
Though the item was extraordinary, it was now broken. Keeping it might indeed bring catastrophic consequences.
With that in mind, Bibi Dong let go of her doubts and wholeheartedly supported Gu Han's decision.
"In that case," she said gently, "I'll follow your lead. It's broken anyway—no use keeping it."
If Gu Han ever learned that this seemingly insignificant artifact had exposed him to the gaze of the gods in the Divine Realm, he would surely regret ever taking it.
But alas, this world had no Spring Autumn Cicada to turn back time, nor any Regret Gu to undo his actions. Even if given the chance again, without knowing the future, Gu Han would still have chosen to take the Sea God Heart.
(TL/N - Tf? A reference from my fav novel??)
Roughly three or four hours after their carriage had departed, a flash of fluid blue light arrived silently at the place where the Sea God Heart had been discarded.
It was Bo Saixi, who had rushed all the way here. Her sea-blue gown swayed lightly in the breeze, its scale-and-wave motif shimmering like flowing water—mysterious and enchanting.
Bo Saixi bent down, her hand like polished jade, as she gently yet firmly picked up the broken artifact.
Her brow furrowed instantly. After ensuring there was no danger nearby, she examined the divine item closely.
Her gaze fixed intently on the cracks, and her slender white fingers traced the damage, trying to discern the cause.
However, she didn't linger. After retrieving the Sea God Heart, Bo Saixi shot into the sky. Her powerful spiritual sense swept the surrounding area.
Finding no trace of the people she sought, she transformed into a streak of blue light and vanished beyond the horizon.
Gu Han and Bibi Dong didn't slow down, and by noon the next day, they arrived safely back at Spirit City.
The moment he set foot in the city, Gu Han felt an overwhelming sense of safety and belonging—like a man who had struggled all day at work finally collapsing into bed at home. His whole body relaxed.
Only one thing continued to bother him—that ever-present feeling of being watched.
But he was used to it by now. It had been with him for years. Though annoying, it had also been a driving force behind his strength.
In that sense, this invisible gaze had contributed to his current success.
Since their return, Gu Han and Bibi Dong had remained in Spirit City, focusing on training and refining their combat skills. They sparred often, and occasionally sought guidance from Ghost when he had free time.
Over the past two months, the biggest cause for celebration was that had finally conceived a child—with Qian Xunji's help.
No one was more excited than Qian Daoliu and Golden Crocodile Douluo.
Of course, Gu Han and Bibi Dong were thrilled too.
Bibi Dong had already begun fantasizing about how adorable her future junior brother or sister would be.
She even declared that she'd personally serve as their swordsmanship instructor.
And she warned Gu Han not to steal that role—otherwise, she'd stop talking to him.
Qian Xunji, doting on Bibi Dong as always, promised she could mentor his child.
Gu Han had no interest in fighting over it. In fact, he welcomed the peace.
Knowing Bibi Dong, she might end up changing her mind and forcing him to take over anyway.
But such trivial matters didn't bother him.
The matter remained an internal affair of Spirit Hall. Qian Xunji had no intention of making it public.
Quite the opposite—he had become rather laissez-faire.
Now that he had finally resolved the emotional knot that had haunted him for decades, his ambition to dominate the world had vanished.
If he once sought power to compensate for a lack of talent and prove himself to the Angel God, then now—with his talents restored, his god's approval secured, and soon to inherit the Grand Worshiper's position—he had already achieved his ultimate goal.
That goal, influenced by his disciple, had come far earlier than expected.
With his ambitions fulfilled, all that remained was to live a quiet life, raise his disciple and child, and serve the Angel God.
He even hoped to one day raise his child to become a god themselves.
After all, grooming the next generation into a god was the lifelong pursuit of every Grand Worshiper. Qian Xunji had inherited that aspiration from Qian Daoliu.
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Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan
After receiving an immense influx of resources, Yu Xiaogang's cultivation had reached the peak of Rank 29.
He was full of confidence, dreaming that with more resources, he could break through to Rank 30, finally shattering the curse of being born with innate half-level soul power and becoming a legend on the continent.
But—unsurprisingly—no miracle occurred.
No matter how many resources he used or how many ancestral records he consulted, he could not break through.
His soul power didn't budge an inch.
It was like pouring water into an already full glass—no matter how much he poured, it just overflowed. His soul power was at maximum capacity.
Even if a Titled Douluo transferred their entire power to him (ignoring the fact that his body would explode), the excess would simply dissipate, unable to remain within him.
"No... No, no, no...!!"
Yu Xiaogang's voice trembled with despair, echoing throughout the clan's library.
"I'm not willing! I refuse to accept this!"
His bloodshot eyes and disheveled hair reflected a man driven mad.
Yu Xiaogang was a proud man to his core—how could he accept the cruel reality that he could never surpass Rank 29?
It was like a chasm that shattered his pride and confidence.
He was utterly unhinged. His mind as chaotic as his hair.
He tore through the mountain of books with wild, frantic hands, flinging ancient tomes to the ground.
"There must be a way… There has to be a way…" he muttered over and over.
At this point, only one thought remained in his mind:
To find a way to break through in these ancient texts. To reclaim his dignity and honor.
The books piled higher and higher, scattered messily around him.
But Yu Xiaogang kept searching, eyes bloodshot, staring at the words as though he could force them to yield answers.
Yet the goddess of fate had no mercy. No matter how hard he searched, not a single record mentioned how to surpass the Rank 30 barrier he faced.
Finally, he froze. The book he had flipped through countless times slipped from his fingers and fell with a thud.
It was as if his soul had been drained from his body. He looked years older in an instant.
Slowly, Yu Xiaogang collapsed to his knees amid the chaos. The room was deathly still—only the sound of his ragged breathing remained.
After a long silence, he suddenly raised his head.
"No… This can't be the end!"
"If the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan has no answers, I'll go to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan! To the Clear Sky Clan! The Heaven Dou Empire! The Star Luo Empire! Spirit Hall! Every major power! There has to be a way!!"
That thought became his sole obsession. It lifted him to his feet, eyes wild with desperation and determination.
He would leave the clan—and wouldn't return until he had broken through Rank 30!
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