Chapter 227: Shocked Bo Saixi
"All of you, please step aside."
A pleasant yet commanding voice echoed from behind the spirit masters, followed by the appearance of a tall, blue-clad figure.
"Yes, High Priest!"
Surprised to see the High Priestess in person, the Sea God Island spirit masters quickly bowed and retreated.
"Junior Brother, what a beautiful woman!"
Bibi Dong tugged at Gu Han's sleeve, whispering with a hint of gossiping excitement in her tone.
Gu Han rubbed his forehead helplessly. Though his Senior Sister had matured a lot, her personality still retained some of that youthful liveliness.
Still, she wasn't wrong. In the original timeline, Qian Daoliu did indeed harbor feelings for Bo Saixi. Seeing him come all the way to Sea God Island now, it was hard to believe those feelings had faded.
"Qian Daoliu, what are you doing here?"
Bo Saixi's gaze shifted to the five people behind him. Her brows furrowed slightly. With such a formidable lineup, her first thought was naturally suspicion.
Qian Daoliu noticed this and immediately explained, "Bo Saixi, don't misunderstand. I'm here to help my Hall's Saintess hunt for her ninth spirit ring."
"And since we happened to pass by Sea God Island, I thought to pay you a visit — and also ask for your assistance."
"Senior, we mean no harm," Qian Xunji added respectfully.
"In that case, follow me."
Bo Saixi sensed no hostility among them. Though she had little personal contact with Qian Daoliu, she could easily read a person's character. He was clearly a righteous man, not one for deceit.
And if they truly wished harm upon Sea God Island, they would have brought Tang Chen as well. The two had always been close; if one called, the other would surely respond.
Still… why gather such a powerful force just to hunt a spirit beast?
Bo Saixi's expression flickered slightly — a realization dawning.
Could it be… that spirit beast?
If so, this lineup would make sense.
That creature had existed long before the Sea God himself. It had cultivated for three hundred thousand years and reached a terrifying ninety-nine thousand years of age. Even she, Bo Saixi, would not lightly face it.
It had always stayed away from Sea God Island, perhaps out of fear of her and the Sea God's divine presence. For years, both sides had maintained a silent peace.
But if there was now a chance to eliminate this hidden danger, Bo Saixi would not hesitate.
After all — a tiger beside one's bed never lets one sleep peacefully.
Moreover, she had recently lost contact with the Sea God, and an ominous premonition had been weighing heavily on her heart.
Now, hearing Qian Daoliu mention hunting that very creature, her thoughts aligned perfectly with his.
If she waited until it attacked, Sea God Island might not withstand the assault. But if they struck first — this danger could be erased forever.
Just to confirm, Bo Saixi asked, "Qian Daoliu, are you planning to hunt the Deep Sea Demon Whale King with such a force?"
"Indeed," Qian Daoliu nodded. "The Deep Sea Demon Whale King's attributes perfectly complement my Saintess's martial spirit. I intend to help her obtain it as her ninth spirit ring."
Bo Saixi's eyes shimmered, her fingers tightening slightly around her scepter.
"The Deep Sea Demon Whale King is immensely powerful," she said softly. "Even I cannot guarantee victory against it."
But she nodded after a brief pause. "That beast has threatened the safety of Sea God Island for years. I've long wished to eliminate it, yet I could not do so alone. Since you are already planning to act, I will join you. Let us remove this menace together."
"That's fantastic! With your help, our chances of success will be much higher."
Qian Daoliu and the others were overjoyed. They hadn't expected Bo Saixi to agree so easily — and with her home-field advantage, she was the perfect ally.
While each side had their own motives, they shared the same goal.
As Qian Daoliu spoke, Bo Saixi glanced again at his companions.
Qian Xunji and Qian Daoliu clearly shared the same aura — father and son, without question.
Qingluan and Lingyuan, one at level 98 and the other at 96, both radiated extraordinary strength.
But when her gaze fell upon Gu Han and Bibi Dong, genuine shock filled her heart.
Two people so young… and both already Titled Douluos?
Her astonishment deepened when she noticed the divine mark on Bibi Dong's forehead — one far more intricate than her own Sea God Eight Trials mark.
This was unmistakably a Ninth-Level Divine Trial mark.
Such trials were exceedingly rare — a true sign of divine selection.
For a moment, envy flickered in Bo Saixi's eyes.
She herself had once been a prodigy, unmatched among her peers. She had passed the Sea God's Eight Trials, a feat no one had achieved in millennia, and had become the High Priestess — the closest mortal to the divine.
But precisely because of that position, she had reached the peak of what mortals could achieve. There was no path left upward — no hope of true godhood.
She had long accepted this fate. Yet now, facing this young girl chosen by another god, a pang of melancholy rose within her.
For a person, there is nothing more painful than seeing a future you can never reach.
Ah… the youth truly are terrifying.
"What's wrong?"
Qian Daoliu's voice pulled her from her thoughts.
Bo Saixi smiled faintly and shook her head. "I didn't expect your Spirit Hall to already have a divine trial successor."
"Also, you haven't introduced them to me yet."
"Oh, that's right."
Qian Daoliu chuckled and began the introductions.
"These two are my son and daughter-in-law — Qian Xunji and Ling Yuan."
"Greetings, Senior."
The two bowed respectfully. Though both were Titled Douluos, facing Bo Saixi, they couldn't help but show deference.
Bo Saixi nodded with a gentle smile.
"This is Qingluan, the Third Worshiper of my Hall," Qian Daoliu continued.
"This is our Hall's Holy Son, Gu Han."
"Greetings, Senior."
"Mm," Bo Saixi replied, her gaze lingering briefly on Gu Han. "To have reached the Titled Douluo realm at such a young age… truly remarkable."
"Thank you for your praise, Senior," Gu Han replied humbly.
Finally, Qian Daoliu gestured to Bibi Dong.
"This is Bibi Dong, the Saintess of our Hall. This time, we are here to help her obtain her ninth spirit ring."
"Greetings, Senior."
Facing the legendary High Priestess, Bibi Dong remained composed and respectful.
Bo Saixi looked her up and down with interest. "How old are you now?"
"Senior, I'm fifteen — almost sixteen," Bibi Dong answered truthfully.
"Fifteen!?"
Bo Saixi was genuinely shocked. She herself had reached the Titled Douluo realm at forty. Yet this girl… at fifteen?
No wonder she was chosen by the gods.
There truly was no comparison.
Bo Saixi sighed softly. "You're a true prodigy."
Then her gaze turned toward Gu Han. "And you? How old are you?"
"Senior, eighteen."
Bo Saixi's eyes widened slightly. Then, turning to Qian Daoliu, she stepped closer, her tone tinged with suspicion.
"Are you sure you're not just showing off to me?"
"Uh—of course not! Don't misunderstand."
Qian Daoliu waved his hands quickly, a bit flustered.
Still, seeing her astonished expression did make him feel quietly pleased inside.
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