In an instant, Subei danced and writhed crazily on the ice, like a fairy boy at a disco—a bizarre sight.
"Chong chong, the world is big, and I'm free to go!"
"Chong chong chong, I'm the biggest among the seven fierce beasts!"
"Chong chong chong, back to the human world to find a girl to play with!"
Confirming that Gu Yuena had fallen into a deep sleep, Subei tapped lightly on the rock wall with Lingbo's micro-steps, swiftly gliding like flying, swiftly flying away from the icy cave.
Soon he burst out of the ice mouth, embracing the spring breeze.
"Beautiful Douluo World, I'm here—Subei!"
Oil seemed to slick the soles of his feet as he flew stylishly in the air.
"Wow, the king's body is really good," the Demon Spirit murmured, hiding in the shadow of the Ten Thousand Demon King, sensing the wind shifting.
Then Subei misstepped and collided forehead-first against the furious Di Tian.
"Ouch~"
Emperor Tian's scales were incredibly tough, and the moment Subei's forehead hit, it immediately turned red and purple, swelling into a bump.
Poor Subei, an Eleventh-Level Spirit Master.
If Di Tian's cultivation translated directly into Spirit Master combat power, he would be a 98th-level Super Douluo at least—far beyond Subei's rough handling.
In Douluo's world, starting from level zero, every ten levels and spirit ring absorbed marked major realms:
Soul Master, Great Soul Master, Soul Venerable, Soul Sect, Soul King, Soul Emperor, Soul Sage, Soul Contra, Titled Douluo, and God.
Among these, 95 to 98 were labeled Super Douluo, and level 99 was the Ultimate Douluo.
"Kings!"
Brigitte transformed into a green light, rushing over hastily.
She looked at Subei's face, unable to tell north from south, full of concern: "My lord, are you okay?"
Looking closer, she sighed,
"This human child is really adorable. No wonder the Lord can't resist. If I had found him first, I'd probably want to wait for him to grow up and spend a spring night with him."
"Still, if I had such a handsome child, I'd be very happy."
From Subei's eyes, Brigitte's gentle gaze was like a mother's care.
That reassuring and tender look made one want to curl up in her arms like a lamb—so safe!
Subei touched his forehead, wincing.
Shaking his head, he said, "I'm fine!"
Damn, he almost forgot the spirit beasts still guarding outside.
Di Tian, clueless that he had knocked down Subei, was still twisting wildly in the air, roaring like a lovesick dog howling to the sky.
A fiery beauty twisted her hips and strode over:
"The king is so handsome, no wonder the human-hating master is unusually excited to see him."
Zi Ji bowed playfully to Subei.
Subei glanced at her, nearly nosebleeding: "I-It's so big, way too big!"
Zi Ji's exposed position was quickly covered by Brigitte, who scolded:
"The king's still young, and humans are innocent and ignorant at this age. Don't teach the king bad habits!"
Immediately, she hugged Subei to her bosom.
"Okay."
Zi Ji hummed softly and lifted Subei's chin:
"The Lord is sleeping in the ice spring. I'll go back now. If the king misses my sister, come see me at Heilongyuan. My sister has lots of fun there!"
Zi Ji shook her chest, then transformed into a regional dragon and flew away.
Jun Xiong followed closely, violently bounding and shaking the ground, shouting,
"The king has orders—I'm duty-bound!"
The Scarlet King stomped a fiery path, respectful, and said,
"I've been assigned to guard a key position, so I'll leave first!"
Soon, the seven fierce beasts departed, leaving only Brigitte and Di Tian behind.
Most of the ten-thousand-year soul beasts summoned by Gu Yuena returned to their nests and territories.
Brigitte smiled faintly, condensing a drop of green liquid onto Subei's forehead, spreading warm healing power.
After a while, the bloodshot wound on Northern Jiangsu healed quickly, as if nothing had happened.
Subei touched the spot and gave Brigitte a thumbs up: "Thank you!"
Brigitte smiled and looked at Emperor Tian:
"You, tiger? Aren't you going to apologize to the king?"
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Di Tian muttered aggrievedly,
"The dragon and the human doll have lived tens of thousands of years... how could they be repaired!"
As the Silver Dragon King's number one sovereign, and the gods' strongest soul beast, why must he bow to humans so much?
"..."
"Hey, Lord, are you okay? Don't blame his thick skin—it probably hurts!"
Emperor Tian stood imposingly, like a sovereign of the Nine Heavens.
If he took this seriously...
"It's okay, no problem."
Subei smiled softly, indifferent. He wasn't an old man afraid of breaking china.
Still, his brain twitched, and he started to seize.
Was it just his imagination, or did Di Tian's words sound strangely yin and yang?
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