In a secluded corner of Vast Sea City, where sea soul masters were scarce.
This was a secret stronghold of the Martial Soul Hall.
Years ago, the Martial Soul Hall's attempt to forcibly take over Sea God Island ended in failure, with two Title Douluo falling. After that, the Martial Soul Hall branch in Vast Sea City was eradicated by Sea God Island.
But in truth, they had merely gone underground.
Due to a certain love-struck Grand Worshipper's inaction during a trip to sea, the Martial Soul Hall could only operate in secret.
Today, a heavyweight arrived.
Residing in a hotel run by the Martial Soul Hall, he was the Second Worshipper of the Worship Hall.
Had Ning Yun not mentioned the Demon Empress and Lan Fozi, Ning Rongrong wouldn't have meticulously scanned the life auras across Vast Sea City.
Good heavens, she was shocked at what she found.
Sea God Island's High Priest Bo Saixi and the Martial Soul Hall's Second Worshipper, Golden Crocodile Douluo, who had recently broken through to Limit Douluo—Ning Rongrong couldn't mistake their soul power fluctuations.
What merit did a small place like Vast Sea City have to gather such Tai Tan s?
If nothing happened after this, Ning Rongrong would write Ning Yun's name backward.
As Ning Rongrong planned to request aid from the sect, Golden Crocodile was reviewing information gathered by his subordinates, his brows tightly furrowed.
"Trouble! Big Brother can't spare the time right now." Golden Crocodile's face showed helplessness. "Pseudo-Demigod Realm is still too weak."
Had he not ventured to the Star Dou Great Forest recently, he might never have reached Limit Douluo in his lifetime. Even so, he still felt inadequate.
No choice—the current situation was a high-end battlefield of Limit Douluo, Demigods, and even Quasi-Gods.
His subordinates' closely monitored intelligence indicated that Bo Saixi had arrived in Vast Sea City.
Bo Saixi, capable of unleashing Quasi-God peak strength—how could a mere Pseudo-Demigod like him compare?
Golden Crocodile took out a sealed letter from his bracelet soul tool.
"Looks like I have to ask the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Clan for help, since Ning Rongrong is here."
"Handing this to her should get me some assistance."
Golden Crocodile felt quite helpless.
If he had any other option, he wouldn't want to get too involved with the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Clan.
After he and Bibi Dong ventured into the core of the Star Dou Great Forest, Di Tian had told him not to oppose the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Clan.
Especially that pink-on-the-outside, black-on-the-inside Ning Rongrong.
That proud black dragon claimed that even he might not be her match.
How absurd was that?
He also said Ning Rongrong definitely knew Xue Qinghe was Qian Renxue.
Then he stopped talking, basically saying, "Human affairs, you humans deal with yourselves."
"We'll just help you boost your strength as agreed."
At the moment, in the Martial Soul Hall, only Grand Worshipper Qian Daoliu, undergoing a transformation to shed his divine servant status, was unavailable.
Otherwise, matters involving Sea God Island wouldn't fall to Golden Crocodile.
"The Nine Treasure Commerce Guild is holding an auction in three days." Golden Crocodile decided to meet Ning Rongrong after the auction ended and figure out what to say then.
The Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Clan's position was delicate, almost neutral.
For example, they helped Tang Xiao heal his arm but also aided the Silver Dragon King in the Star Dou Great Forest—a classic case of playing both sides, yet no one could do anything about them.
Level 99 Sword Douluo Chen Xin, level 98 Bone Douluo Gu Rong, plus that inhumane, cold-blooded butcher Dugu Bo. And Ning Fengzhi with his hundred-thousand-year soul ring Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda.
Damn!
With that lineup, even the Martial Soul Hall didn't dare act rashly.
They might not win in a high-end battle, and in a low-end one, Dugu Bo could dominate alone, not to mention their soul tools.
Damn it, when did the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Clan become an iron fortress?
And that didn't even account for the young sect leader Ning Rongrong, who could wield her pagoda to smash people, defeat Qian Renxue, and toy with the dead ghost Tang Hao.
Golden Crocodile: "..."
Building a faction's foundation was supposed to take time and gradual accumulation.
How many years had the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Clan been around?
A mere ten years, and they were armed to the teeth.
According to unreliable rumors, this terrifying setup was largely thanks to Ning Rongrong's efforts.
Both being young leaders, why did it feel like their Qian Renxue was just playing house?
With the Worship Hall's strength, the Heaven Dou Empire would've been crushed long ago.
"Sigh..."
Thinking of this, Golden Crocodile Douluo let out a sigh.
Suddenly, Golden Crocodile Douluo sensed something.
He looked out the window.
"Title... Title Douluo!?"
Golden Crocodile's eyes widened in shock.
On the street, a woman who looked about thirty was accompanied by a lively, hopping girl of fifteen or sixteen, stopping occasionally at roadside stalls to buy things.
The girl's face beamed with joy, her hands clutching a pile of snacks.
But what stunned Golden Crocodile was this:
The girl's soul power fluctuations were at least level 95 Title Douluo.
As a Limit Douluo, Golden Crocodile was absolutely certain the girl's fluctuating energy was level 95 or higher.
"People from Sea God Island?"
Golden Crocodile frowned, then shook his head. "Impossible, absolutely impossible."
Not to mention a level 95+ Title Douluo with a childlike demeanor, the blue-haired woman gave Golden Crocodile a fleeting sense of danger.
Sea God Island... according to intelligence, these two shouldn't exist.
A level 95 girl.
A spark flashed in Golden Crocodile's mind.
"Soul beast..."
A hundred-thousand-year soul beast.
Golden Crocodile hadn't been idle in the Star Dou Great Forest and had gathered plenty of information on soul beasts.
After passing one thunder tribulation, a soul beast could take human form without losing all its power.
But every hundred thousand years of cultivation afterward, they'd face another thunder tribulation.
If the girl below was a soul beast, it made sense.
Golden Crocodile fell silent, hesitating.
Finally, he closed the window.
"Forget it, it's none of my business."
Whether there were soul beasts in Vast Sea City had nothing to do with Golden Crocodile or the Martial Soul Hall.
This was Sea God Island's territory, and soul beasts had a cooperative relationship with the Martial Soul Hall.
Unless absolutely necessary, they wouldn't kill hundred-thousand-year soul beasts, especially in such chaotic times.
"Sigh, let's see what happens after this auction."
"Hopefully, nothing goes wrong."
"As for a beast tide..." Golden Crocodile figured if Vast Sea City fell, so be it.
Most of the people here believed in Sea God Island anyway, and that so-called Sea God was pretending to be the Angel God.
Vast Sea City was part of the Heaven Dou Empire, and he was only here because of a letter from Princess Xue Ke. If a beast tide really happened, he'd adapt as needed.
The moment Golden Crocodile closed the window, the Demon Empress, standing by a snack stall, glanced up at the distant building.
"Not a sea soul master." The Demon Empress's eyes narrowed.
Someone from the Martial Soul Hall?
She recalled the cooperation with the Martial Soul Hall in the Star Dou Great Forest.
As long as they didn't interfere, she'd leave them be for now.
Besides, from what she'd heard recently, the Martial Soul Hall and Sea God Island were already enemies.
Let them fight it out.