Douluo: A Century-old Legend I Am the Second Uncle Chenxin

On the Moon-Watching Tower, the setting sun is shining.

Chen Zixiu, Bo Xian'er and the blond young man sat around a table, drinking wine and talking loudly.

The three of them were in high spirits as their topic delved into many of the secrets of the soul master world. Every word they said was enough to cause a storm in the soul master world.

Fortunately, their room was covered by an invisible soul barrier, ensuring the absolute confidentiality of the conversation.

Chen Zixiu put down his wine glass and his expression became serious, "Senior, I have something to ask you."

"Fifty years ago, our Chen family was attacked. Was that incident related to the predecessors?"

His eyes were fixed on the blond young man's face.

The blond young man smiled slightly and shook his head calmly, "Your affairs had nothing to do with me beforehand, but afterwards, I did take advantage of the situation and made some arrangements."

His tone was calm, but it revealed an unquestionable majesty.

Upon hearing this, a hint of surprise flashed across Chen Zixiu's eyes, but he quickly regained his composure.

"What, you don't believe it?" asked the blond young man with a raised eyebrow, a hint of teasing in his eyes.

"Senior always keeps his word. Now that you have spoken, I will naturally believe it." Chen Zixiu answered respectfully.

The blond young man glanced at the two of them and spoke slowly: "Bo Xian'er, after the Sea God Island raided the Scarlet Church, they lost five Titled Douluo and seriously injured several others due to the incident caused by your Chen family."

"Combined with the losses in other battles, the Scarlet Church lost half of its high-end combat power."

"I used a trick to lure them in and attacked their gathering place, killing their leader at the time and forcing the Scarlet Church to leave early."

As the blond young man continued his story, Chen Zixiu and Bo Xian'er showed an expression of "as expected" on their faces.

At the beginning, after the Scarlet Church disappeared after the battle, the soul master world began to speculate that the Scarlet Church leader was dead.

"Senior, your contribution will be remembered for generations to come!" Chen Zixiu sighed sincerely, "The last catastrophe ended early, which greatly reduced the casualties in the soul master world, and also allowed us, the forces that suffered heavy losses, to catch our breath and recover."

However, the blond young man slowly shook his head with a bitter smile on his face, "Nonsense, you guys know how huge the last catastrophe was."

"Initially, our world of soul masters suffered a great defeat. Those days were not easy for anyone."

He raised his head, his eyes became deep, "And your Douhun City withstood the main force of the great beast tide from the Xingdou Great Forest. That battle was also thrilling to talk about."

"At that time, everyone on the continent was looking at you, and I was no exception."

He looked at Chen Zixiu and Bo Xian'er and said in a deep voice: "So, the contributions of you Fighting Soul City and Sea God Island are not small."

"Especially the boy from the Tianshu Bu family teamed up with your brother-in-law to successfully kill the leading 400,000-year-old soul beast emperor and put an end to the beast tide."

"The Scarlet Church withdrew early, and the main force of the Great Beast Tide was destroyed. The combination of the two stabilized the war situation in the central part of the continent, which made those alien races from all directions finally choose to retreat."

Chen Zixiu took a deep breath, and a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes.

He spoke slowly, and every word seemed to carry a heavy memory: "I would rather not have this credit."

"That battle," he continued, his fingers unconsciously clenching, "lasted for half a month."

"Every day, the battlefield is filled with smoke, and thousands of people have died in the battles. They are all elite soul masters from our Fighting Soul City."

"More than ten Title Douluo died in the battle alone."

"If it weren't for the timely arrival of reinforcements from our major families, Fighting Spirit City would have been breached long ago. By then, the battlefield in the eastern part of the continent would have been ruined and the situation would have been even more out of control."

He closed his eyes, as if trying to calm his inner turmoil. "And our Chen family was also ambushed on the way there. Blood flowed like a river. That scene is still vivid in my mind."

His voice was low, and every word was engraved on the listener's heart.

The blond youth paused and did not respond, but continued: "Although the Scarlet Church seemed to have left the battlefield early last time due to the loss of high-end combat power, their core strength was not actually consumed much."

"Now, these core forces have grown up and become a new threat. Their strength will be even more terrifying than last time."

His tone became serious, "Also, the losses of those alien races have been greatly reduced. They are accumulating strength."

"So, the next catastrophe will come faster and more violently."

His eyes were as sharp as a knife, and he slowly swept over the two of them, saying leisurely: "You have already joined the game, and you can't stay out of it."

Chen Zixiu and Bo Xian'er looked at each other tacitly, with a hint of determination flashing in their eyes, mixed with a hint of tenderness that was difficult to let go.

As the leaders of their respective forces and as Supreme Douluo at level 98, they have long been prepared to face all challenges.

Even a mysterious place like Poseidon Island, isolated overseas, could not escape this catastrophe.

The last time Poseidon Island took the initiative to intervene in the continental disputes, it had already indicated that it could no longer remain immune.

This was proven by the subtle signals sent by the Scarlet Church through the Sailfish Tribe when probing Poseidon Island.

Poseidon Island cannot hide forever. If the situation on the mainland continues to deteriorate, the next to be impacted will surely be this once peaceful sea area.

If there is no skin, there will be no hair!

The top leaders of Poseidon Island are well aware of this truth.

After all, this catastrophe also involves the sea people, and no one can really stay out of it.

This is also why the previous high priest of Poseidon Island only punished Bo Xian'er with house arrest, knowing her inner choices and inclinations.

In the face of this unavoidable catastrophe, everyone needs to make their own choice.

Chen Zixiu said, "Of course we know this, but don't you still have us here? With you in charge, we have confidence."

The blond young man shook his head and said, "Don't come on, I am over two hundred years old, and I am not as strong as I used to be."

"After many battles, I have suffered many hidden injuries and can no longer fight."

The blond youth frowned and said in a deep voice, "Moreover, because of my arrangement, the most influential disciple of our Spirit Hall in the Scarlet Church was exposed afterwards."

"Now, we have lost our channel with the top leaders of the Scarlet Church and know nothing about their layout strategy. This is simply asking a blind man for advice."

The so-called "adopted son" is a term that refers specifically to spies who are like dead spies and will never be activated unless it is absolutely necessary.

In Douluo Continent, due to the existence of blood-inherited martial arts spirits, the espionage industry is more complicated and advanced than in other worlds.

The espionage techniques here are more obscure and unpredictable.

Bo Xian'er sighed softly and consoled him, "That's a pity, but it's inevitable. His contributions will be remembered by the world."

The blond young man sneered, "Nonsense, the world doesn't even know of his existence, and only our Spirit Hall would offer him a remote tribute in private."

After hearing this, Bo Xian'er showed a slightly embarrassed look on her face.