"Sigh..."
Qian Daoliu and Tang Chen, the two great peak warriors of their time, both started sighing over a young man at the drinking table.
"We're truly brothers in misfortune, competing for a goddess all our lives, only to have someone else snatch her away," Qian Daoliu said, heaving a sigh of lament.
Tang Chen glanced at him.
"Old buddy, have you ever thought that maybe it wasn't because Luo Yu snatched her away..."
Qian Daoliu asked in confusion:
"Then why?"
Tang Chen let out a long sigh and downed a fierce shot of liquor.
"Do you think it's possible, I mean just possible, that our beloved goddess never liked us to begin with?"
Qian Daoliu's gaze froze, and his already sorrowful face sank even further, his features contorting together.
It was as though he was wearing a mask of pain.
He clenched his teeth.
"Come on, brother, let's not say anything else and drink."
"Gulp, gulp!"
The two great warriors of the era didn't activate their Soul Power to dissipate the alcohol's strength; instead, they allowed the alcohol to numb their nerves.
There was nothing to do; heartache was inevitable.
The goddess of their hearts was lying in another man's arms—anyone would be in agony.
"Old chap, women come and go, why are your eyes getting red?" Tang Chen asked in shock.
Qian Daoliu looked terrible.
"Damn it, you only lost a goddess, but do you know, even my granddaughter has fallen into that kid's hands."
"What? Your granddaughter too?" Tang Chen's mouth dropped open.
"Your granddaughter is the one who got screwed, can't you speak properly?"
Qian Daoliu got angry then and there, flinging his liquor jar away. It was dodged by Tang Chen, smashing on the ground and splintering apart, liquor spraying everywhere.
Tang Chen quickly said:
"Slip of the tongue, slip of the tongue!"
Qian Daoliu snorted coldly: "I knew it, nothing good ever comes out of that dog mouth of yours, I didn't expect any nice words."
"It's not only my granddaughter who got screwed, the Female Pope wasn't spared either, she fell into his evil clutches."
Tang Chen raised an eyebrow, "Fell into his evil clutches?"
"I get the feeling the Female Pope seemed pretty eager to throw herself at him."
Qian Daoliu felt as if he had been struck by lightning, heart-stricken.
"Are you deliberately bringing up what's painful for me, you bastard? I'll cleave you in two with a sword!"
Tang Chen narrowed his eyes.
"Old brother, you do have it rough. Not only was your goddess taken, but the Female Pope and your granddaughter have been captured as well."
"That's way worse than me."
Qian Daoliu glared, "Are you delighting in my misfortune?"
Tang Chen shook his head repeatedly.
"Not at all."
"Seeing you so pitiful, I'll let you in on something else."
"What's that?" Qian Daoliu asked, full of doubt.
Tang Chen leaned close to Qian Daoliu's ear and whispered, "Actually… your Martial Soul Hall's goddess, she's had a fling with Luo Yu too."
Qian Daoliu's body shook like a tiger's, his pupils suddenly constricted.
He became completely dumbstruck.
Not long after, both his palms and eyelids began to tremble.
"A clean sweep, my Martial Soul Hall has been completely swept through! Is that kid a fisherman or what? Damn it!!!"
Qian Daoliu collapsed, feeling that Luo Yu was too ruthless, having swept even the goddess into his hands at some unknown time.
If he knew that the former goddess had also been captured, he might vomit three liters of blood.
Tang Chen shook his head from the side.
"Fisherman?"
"You're underestimating Luo Yu too much. He's none other than Lord Aquaman."
"Damn it, I'm not drinking anymore! !!"
Qian Daoliu was in so much pain that not even alcohol could numb his senses. He smacked the table, rose, and walked away in a huff.
"Tsk, to be ignorant of one's blessings. Isn't it good to have so many of your own people and Lord Luo Yu forming relationships?"
"I, for one, would be more than willing!"
Tang Chen gave a sly grin, picked up the bottle from the table, and continued to drink alone.
…
Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, three months had passed.
The Seven Treasures Glaze Sect, the Blue Electric Overlord Dragon Clan, and the Tiandou Empire did not hesitate for long, all successively declaring their allegiance to Luo Yu as the new king of Soul Land.
The upper three families and the Martial Soul Hall, along with the Tiandou Empire, successively announced their subjugation to Luo Yu, leaving the Lower Four Sects and other small sects with little to say.
Everyone felt threatened and Bi Bidong made them surrender without much effort.
The only one left was the Xingluo Empire, which hadn't had the chance to send their people over yet.
Within the Xingluo Empire, in the capital.
A man and two women walked on the street, attracting all eyes.
Both women had explosive figures, one with a youthful face and the other with a cold allure.
Their appearances were similar, obviously a pair of twin sisters.
The youthful-looking beauty wore a black leather jacket and tight black pants that showcased her full figure, irresistibly seductive.
The cold beauty wore a loose white woolen sweater and black patterned stockings, exuding a mysterious charm with her silk-covered feet in diamond-studded high heels.
Their presence captivated many passersby's gazes, unable to look away.
But they were all ignored by the twin beauties; their entire attention was focused on the man standing between them.
With their arms tightly wrapped around the man, they were affectionate and clingy, as if they were reunion after a long separation and could not bear to let go.
The onlookers began to speculate about the identity of the man in the middle.
Just what was his status to be able to have such explosive and sexy twin sisters.
The man was graceful, handsome, with a tall build, and exuded an indescribable charm as he walked.
It was Luo Yu, who had returned from a three-month honeymoon in the far northern lands.
Seeing that Bi Bidong had almost finished with the affairs of unifying the continent, Luo Yu, who had been hands-off the whole time, felt a bit embarrassed.
Learning that the Xingluo Empire had not yet submitted, he volunteered to take matters into his own hands.
He had stealthily found the Zhu Zhuqing sisters, who were cultivating in Star Dou, and brought them to the Xingluo Empire.
"We should really drag out these men on the street and give them a beating; their stares are too loathsome," complained Luo Yu discontentedly.
"Yeah, it's so annoying," Zhu Zhuqing replied, frowning in disgust, but soon she blinked her beautiful eyes and teased, "Brother Yu, are you being jealous?"
Zhu Zhuyun's gaze became sharp and her aura formidable. From beneath the stockings, seven Soul Rings rose, intimidating those around her.
"Anyone who looks again, I'll gouge out their eyeballs."
"All of you, back off."
"Soul... Soul Sage...???"
Panic spread among the crowd, and the men who had been entranced by the women's beauty scrambled to flee.
No one dared to look a second time.
"Cowards," Zhu Zhuyun said with disdain.
None of the men on the big street dared to retort to her scorn.
Luo Yu stroked the woman's hair lovingly.
"Zhu Yun, they're just a bunch of lackeys, not worth getting angry over," he said.
Zhu Zhuyun pouted her lips, changing from her domineering demeanor to that of a petulant girl.
"Master, it's just that I don't want you to be jealous," she said.
Luo Yu lifted Zhu Zhuyun's supple lips with his fingers and kissed her forcefully.
"Here, a reward for you."
"Mua!"
This scene made the onlookers, hiding in the distance, envious to tears.
Just who was this guy, strutting around with twin sisters at the Soul Sage level?
This was enough to make anyone green with envy!
"Brother Yu, you can't show favoritism," Zhu Zhuqing said.
"I want one too!"
Zhu Zhuqing entwined her arms proactively around Luo Yu's neck.