"Although I truly wish to wipe out the Green Skeleton, isn't Master Feng's speed of action a bit too fast?"
In the imperial palace, Dai Tianling looked at Feng Zaixing, who was sitting opposite him and fiddling with the spoils of war—a bell—and gave a dry laugh.
"Weren't we supposed to take action together?"
Feng Zaixing chuckled. "Naturally, we are to act together. However, many people in your country are still in deep meditation and haven't awakened. I feared the Green Skeleton might escape, so I had no choice but to eliminate their headquarters first, and then we can join forces to pacify the Green Skeleton branches."
He put down the bell and tapped the table lightly. The floor-to-ceiling glass reflected a pair of deep and profound eyes.
"Fortunately, the result is good. Seven Three-Word Battle Armor Masters, including the Dark Bell, have already died by my hand. I obtained the entire layout of the Green Skeleton Organization from them, and then I came here."
As Feng Zaixing explained this, Dai Tianling and En Ci, who was beside him, immediately looked stunned, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.
Do we want to be short-handed? This is all the "good work" you've done.
But regardless, Feng Zaixing had been a great help. Dai Tianling gave a dry laugh and cupped his hands to show gratitude. "Very well, very well. Since that is the case, all of us in Star Luo thank Master Feng for his kindness. Once the Green Skeleton is pacified, we will certainly make Master Feng's heroic deeds widely known."
Feng Zaixing smiled and shook his head. Gu Yue, who was fiddling with her fingernails beside him, understood and took out a miniature camera of the Federation's latest model. She said clearly, "This has recorded the entire process of Master Feng wiping out the Green Skeleton headquarters. Your country only needs to release this video in the name of the royal family, and that will be enough."
"We do not ask for much; this is enough."
Upon hearing this, the expressions of Dai Tianling and En Ci changed, and sweat broke out on their foreheads.
This was not Feng Zaixing asking for little; he had clearly taken the biggest piece of the cake.
They fought the Green Skeleton not only to eliminate the threat of the anti-government army but, more importantly, to boost national confidence. As a result, the great credit for the first assault and the beheading fell to Feng Zaixing, and they got nothing.
Clearly, Feng Zaixing did not believe they would honestly publicize the facts, so he simply locked the narrative down, leaving them no room to maneuver.
Seeing the two silent, Feng Zaixing tapped his fingers on the table and asked with a smile, "We are all dealing with Evil Soul Masters. I only ask that the contributions made by our Federation be known to the world. Could it be that Your Majesty cannot even agree to this?"
He slowed his speaking pace, his tone gradually rising, echoing throughout the palace.
"Could it be that in this Star Luo Empire, the more one contributes, the more grievances one suffers?"
"I do not care about this bit of reputation, but I must remind Your Majesty that my Investigation Bureau is full of proud and fierce warriors. If Star Luo handles things unfairly, I fear they will inevitably harbor resentment."
"And then there are those older experts; they might also have their own thoughts, perhaps wanting to stay on this Star Luo Continent for a few more days."
Feng Zaixing spoke very politely, yet with great threat. Dai Tianling knew it was impossible to take advantage of him for nothing and quickly conceded.
"Master Feng, you misunderstand. I was just thinking, how can this small video truly highlight Master Feng's great achievements? Why don't we do some special reports and publicize it properly?"
Dai Tianling's voice was sincere, as if this had been his idea from the beginning.
Feng Zaixing smiled and returned the salute. "Then I really must thank Your Majesty. Let us see how we pacify these thieves."
One can do the work, but not for free; after all, besides ideals, people also need bread to live.
Dai Tianling said with eyes full of approval, "We have always highly recognized the strength of Master Feng and the Federal Investigation Bureau."
"Thank you, Your Majesty. The palace is heavily guarded, so I will not stay any longer. Consider the bell a gift from me to you."
Feng Zaixing bowed, left the miniature camera and the Dark Bell, and took Gu Yue with him as he departed.
Watching their figures disappear at the edge of the sky, Dai Tianling finally wiped his sweat and sank back into his dragon throne.
After a moment of silence between the monarch and his subject, Dai Tianling looked at En Ci and said sincerely, "Teacher, we must urge the Tang Sect. We need to hurry and get the Tang Sect to take Long Yue and the others to that secret place of theirs."
"Not having as many Prodigies as them is a truly unpleasant feeling."
En Ci stroked his chin and said bitterly, "I only hate that our country doesn't have such a secret place. The Dragon Valley Small World is a good place, but it is under the control of the Tang Sect, so it is of little use."
Dai Tianling sighed, "There is no other way. When our ancestors were able to escape to the Star Luo Continent, it was with the secret help of the Tang Sect. We have long been completely bound to them."
He looked up and smiled bitterly. "My son and daughter are both Disciples of the Tang Sect, I was a Disciple of the Tang Sect in my youth, and there are countless Tang Sect Disciples among my civil and military officials."
"The dove faction of the Federation is supported by the Tang Sect; are we any different?"
En Ci said, "This is not something we can change. All you and I can do is to do our best and leave the rest to fate."
"Indeed, do our best and leave the rest to fate..." Dai Tianling rubbed his hands in frustration, looking at the starry sky that belonged to the Star Luo Empire yet did not, sighing endlessly.
Outside the boundless starry sky, the drifting God Realm.
Ethereal light mist shrouded the man's elegant, flowing long hair. He was more beautiful than many women, his Divine Might surging, and his majestic face wore a faint smile, containing wisdom as deep as the sea (in his own opinion).
"The affairs of the God Realm are all in my hands. Once I gather the various God Kings and return to Douluo Star, our family of four can be reunited."
Tang San looked at the light map of Douluo Star before him, his lips curling up slightly.
Suddenly, Tang San felt restless. The pain of a twitching heart made him instinctively clutch his chest, his brows furrowing tightly.
"What is going on? Why do I have such a bad premonition?"
Tang San tried to find the source of this uneasy premonition. Tracing it back to its root, after careful sensing, he realized it was not within the God Realm, but in the Universe.
"Could it be that something happened on Douluo Star? Who is destroying my ten-thousand-year plan?"
Tang San pinched his fingers to calculate, discovering that things were beyond his control, and his brows furrowed deeply.
What made him even more vigilant was that the Divine Sense he had left on his son seemed to have completely lost connection; he could no longer perceive the situation of his son, Tang Wulin!
"Who is harming my son? Who is ruining my plan!"
Tang San's face darkened in an instant, anger rising in his heart as things slipped out of his control. The Douluo plane did not allow the existence of anything beyond his control!
His thoughts spread as he tried to contact his parents left on Douluo Star. He first contacted his father, but the message sank like a stone into the sea.
As the situation continued to develop in an unfavorable direction, Tang San's heart sank rapidly.
Holding onto the last glimmer of hope, he activated the Blue Silver Emperor Bloodline within his body, attempting to remotely sense his mother, whom he had left in the life core of the Douluo plane.
Gradually, his vast blue eyes showed anxious crimson. Various thoughts swirled in his mind, and he only wished he could find someone to beat up again.
It seemed that Heaven would finally leave him a glimmer of hope. After half an hour of anxious calling, he finally received a faint, almost imperceptible signal.
Ah Yin's voice seemed to appear in his ear: "Little San, come back quickly, come back quickly. Your father has had an accident, and Linlin has also had an accident. Ah—"
The voice stopped abruptly here. This intermittent intelligence was like a spark, completely igniting the rage in Tang San's heart.
"Ahhh—" Tang San roared. The Sea God's divine force surged through the Sea God Hall like a mountain torrent. His whole body was shrouded in a crazy aura. With just one glance, he found a punching bag.
"The Tang Sect and Shrek are both under my control. Only the Spirit Pagoda left behind by Huo Yuhao could possibly have an existence that harms them. It must be him!"
Tang San made up his mind. With red eyes, he looked in a certain direction of the God Realm and shouted, "Huo Yuhao, get over here! The Spirit Pagoda you left behind years ago is once again destroying the ecology of Douluo Star. I am here on behalf of the plane spirit to deal with you!"
The roar scattered the divine clouds and rosy mist. A giant hand pierced through space, appeared in Tang Wutong's room, and grabbed the caught-off-guard Huo Yuhao.
"Father-in-law, what did I do wrong again? Years ago, I was in a rush to Ascension, and I couldn't control the affairs of the Spirit Pagoda—"
"Shut up!"
Tang San shouted sternly, raised his trident, and swung it down on his head. Immediately after, experts above the level of God King in the God Realm saw a burst of divine light surging, accompanied by Huo Yuhao's continuous screams.
Tang Wutong walked out of the room, her stunningly beautiful face full of anxiety.
"Has Dad encountered some troublesome thing again? Those God Kings are truly too ignorant and make Dad feel too uncomfortable—"
The Radiant Dragon God Butterfly wings spread out. Tang Wutong flew away, turning into a gorgeous rainbow, although the object of her concern was clearly not her husband who was inexplicably being beaten at this moment.
Tang San noticed Tang Wutong's arrival and explained his guess via sound transmission. Tang Wutong immediately paused in her tracks.
"So that's how it is. Wulin might have been harmed by the Spirit Pagoda, then Huo Yuhao is not being wronged by being beaten—"
"Wulin, how are you now? Do you know that Dad and I are both worried about you?" Tang Wutong muttered, wondering how Wulin was doing alone on the Douluo Continent, and if he was having a miserable time.
"Mom, Dad, I have finally seen you!"
At the coast of the Star Luo Empire, Tang Wulin accelerated and sprinted, throwing himself at a pair of middle-aged couple who had just gotten off a speedboat, Tang Ziran and Lang Yue.
"Linlin, be good." "Linlin, we have finally seen you again—"
Tang Ziran and his wife were ordinary people without spirit power. At this moment, being held in Tang Wulin's arms, they felt dizzy while their eyes filled with hot tears, and they opened their arms to hug their child.
Tang Wulin had two lines of hot tears on his face and said firmly, "Mom, Dad, we will be together forever from now on, and we will never be separated again!"