Douluo Dalu: The Eyes That Defy Fate

Chapter 183 Correcting Thinking
Although Lin Po's promise was somewhat simple, the Heavenly Soul Emperor could not ask for anything more now that things had come to this.

Didn't you see that Poison Immortal has had a tense face ever since he came in? I really don't know what kind of spell his son-in-law gave the Imperial Advisor, that he's so sympathetic to him.

The father-in-law and son-in-law then chatted for a while, during which Emperor Tianhun keenly noticed that Lin Po was different from the other young people.

Despite his young age, he was polite and eloquent in front of him, but the arrogance in his bones could not be hidden. Even towards his father-in-law, the emperor, he only showed him respect because of Vina.

Moreover, his way of thinking about many things is somewhat naive, and he is clearly the kind of person who has not received a proper royal education.

However, he could offer many unique insights on certain specific issues, giving even the emperor a refreshing perspective.

But after all, he was his own son-in-law, and with Du Busi's occasional comments, Emperor Tianhun subconsciously ignored the contradictions in Lin Po's character.

They were increasingly satisfied with this son-in-law who had appeared out of nowhere.

After a while, Emperor Tianhun suddenly had a test in mind, and the conversation among them was deliberately led by him back to the situation on the continent.

He soon learned what it meant to lift a rock only to drop it on your own foot.

“Uncle, based on our conversation just now, I can tell that you are not a pedantic person. Given the current situation, I don’t believe you really can’t see it.”

Upon hearing Lin Po's question, Vina and Mu Xue both looked at their father, while Du Busi also revealed an expression of anticipation.

Emperor Tianhun couldn't help but shake his head and chuckle. He hadn't expected Lin Po to push the problem back to him, and the way he handled it so skillfully showed that he had done it many times before.

However, there was a hint of resentment in his tone.

"Of course I know, but as the emperor, how can I just accept my fate? How can I be content with this ending?"

"Father."

Vina wanted to offer words of comfort, but the words wouldn't come out, because the facts were undeniable and couldn't be refuted with just a few words.

For a moment, the hall fell silent again, and even the usually arrogant Poison Immortal remained silent.

This unusual phenomenon caught Lin Po's attention, and he immediately turned his gun on her, asking a very pointed question.

"Old man, didn't you always boast that you were invincible and look down on soul tools? Why are you silent this time?"

It would have been better if this hadn't been mentioned, but as soon as the soul tool was brought up, Poison Undy's already less-than-ideal expression instantly turned pitch black.

Seeing the silent Poison Undying, Lin Po, somewhat puzzled, was about to press for more information when he heard Vina, barely suppressing a laugh, explain:
"Brother Lin Po, you may not know this, but ever since you had the sect leader bring Brother Huo back to the Body Sect during the Soul Battle Tournament, almost every disciple in the sect, from Soul Venerables to high-ranking Soul Masters, has been beaten up by Brother Huo."

"If he had lost to his original martial soul, that would have been fine, but unfortunately, Brother Huo used a soul tool the whole time."

Once those level-four soul-guided cannons were unleashed, Soul Masters could withstand a few hits and then engage in close combat, but Soul Venerables simply couldn't get close at all.

"In the end, it was a disciple at the Soul King level who couldn't stand it anymore and stepped in to barely suppress Brother Huo, but he also earned a reputation for bullying the weak."

Lin Po's lips twitched upon hearing this. It was truly unreasonable that this child always seemed to encounter such protagonist-like scenarios whenever he wasn't watching over him.

But now he understands why Poison Undying's face looks so bad.

It's no wonder he's so happy that his proud spirit and the disciples of the Body Sect were brutally beaten by a self-taught Body Soul Master using a Soul Guidance Device he looked down upon.

In the end, it was only by the Soul King fighting against the Soul Venerable that they barely won. Those disciples are probably still questioning their existence right now.

"Old man, how are you feeling?"

Suppressing a smile, Lin Po's slightly teasing voice lingered in Du Busi's ears, making him grit his teeth in anger.

"Hmph! Don't think I don't know that Yuhao is a genius in the Sun Moon Empire. There are a few other prodigies like him besides you!"
Besides, once you reach the Soul Saint level, how much power do mere soul tools possess? Can they compare to a true Martial Soul Body?

"That's true, but have you ever considered that the soul tools you're shown are what the Sun Moon Empire wants you to see?"

These words immediately drew everyone's attention, and the already resentful Heavenly Soul Emperor excitedly asked:

"My dear son-in-law, what do you mean by that?! Could it be that the Sun Moon Empire has many soul tools that we don't know about?" "That's right. At least, more than you can imagine, and the effects will only be more outrageous. Soul tools can do things that ordinary soul masters can't."

As soon as he finished speaking, Emperor Tianhun seemed to have lost all his energy and spirit, leaning back on his throne, lost in thought.

Poison Undying, still trying to make a final stand, directly hit the Sun Moon Empire's current sore spot.

"So what? The Sun Moon Empire still doesn't have a Super Douluo, does it?! I'm just a Limit Douluo, can't I break those so-called soul tools?"

Lin Po shook his head upon hearing this, knowing that Du Busi was beginning to acknowledge the status of soul tools.

"Of course you can. The Limit Realm is a level that ordinary Soul Masters can hardly reach, but what about others?"

Putting everything else aside, could all the disciples of the Body Sect combined withstand a single level-nine fixed-position soul-guided cannon shell?

When Du Busi first heard Lin Po's recognition of the Limit Douluo, he was quite proud. However, the mention of the term "Level 9 Fixed-Position Soul Guidance Cannon" made him feel somewhat powerless.

There was nothing he could do but admit that the thing was indeed outrageous.

He wanted to test Jing Hongchen's skills during the Soul Battle Tournament, but who knew that the tiger would pull out two level-nine fixed-position soul-guided cannons on the spot. He still remembers that deadly threat clearly.

If there are a few more, even he, a Limit Douluo, wouldn't be able to withstand it.

Feeling that the time was almost right, Lin Po abruptly changed the subject and brought up the issue of soul tools again.

"Of course, you don't need to worry too much. Soul tools are ultimately for the use of soul masters. Without soul masters, those things are just a pile of scrap metal."

"And haven't you ever thought about getting yourself a set of soul tools? Even if Mu En were to recover to his peak, he still wouldn't be your match if he were a Limit Douluo with a few soul tools."

Upon hearing this idea, Poison Immortal's eyes shone even brighter. He immediately wanted to fly to the Sun Moon Empire to find that old toad and have him customize a set of level nine soul tools for him.

However, just as he was getting excited, he suddenly caught a very special name from Lin Po's mouth.

"Moun?! That old bastard is still alive?!"

The Heavenly Soul Emperor's worries were also interrupted by this name. He looked at Lin Po with a hint of curiosity. Few people knew the name 'Mu En', but he was clearly one of them.

"Of course he's not dead, but it's no different from being dead. He's surviving on the golden tree every day now."

I caught a glimpse of Yan Shaozhe from afar when I was sniping him a while ago. I estimate that after one more strike, he'll be done for.

After he finished speaking, everyone present stared wide-eyed at Lin Po.

"My dear son-in-law, didn't you just say that you recently ambushed Yan Shaozhe? Yan Shaozhe, the Phoenix Douluo from Shrek Academy?"

"It seems that besides him, there is no other person named Yan Shaozhe in Shrek."

"hiss"

Lin Po's nonchalant tone made everyone gasp. They had already learned about Yan Shaozhe's recent situation through special channels, and were wondering which brave man had done this. They never expected it to be one of their own.

"Lin kid, you're something else! That yellow chicken was a level 95 Super Douluo, and you not only dared to snipe him, but you also broke one of his legs?!"

The fact that the poison couldn't kill him didn't make Lin Po happy at all. He curled his lip and complained:

"What's there to be afraid of? If those two old fogies, Mu En and Xuan Zi, hadn't suddenly arrived, Yan Shaozhe wouldn't have been standing on one leg like a golden rooster; he would have been a dead chicken."

The conversation between the old man and the young man, who disregarded the lives of others, made Emperor Tianhun's heart skip a beat. He felt that his favorite chair was now extremely uncomfortable.

He glanced again at his obedient daughter, who was squinting and giving him a strange smile, and cursed inwardly:

'My cotton-padded coat is letting in the wind; I'm completely hooked!'

(End of this chapter)