Douluo Dalu: The Eyes That Defy Fate

Chapter 258 Return of the property to its original owner
Seeing Kong Deming's exasperated look, Lin Po scratched his head somewhat embarrassedly.

There's no way around it; people are used to being Soul Masters. If you suddenly ask them to assess the combat strength of Soul Masters, they might just lose their minds.

To avoid being branded as someone who could drive an old man crazy, Lin Po had to tentatively try to appease Kong Deming.

"Well, Grandpa, don't be angry. I just forgot about it. How about... we add another 20 million in research funding to round it up for you?"

Before he could finish speaking, Kong Deming instantly regained his previous calm and composed demeanor and continued to savor his tea, which he had drunk from countless times before.

"Deal, 350 million. Don't forget next time you come."

"You're really ruthless."

At this moment, Lin Po had to admit that in some ways, he was indeed no match for these old things who had lived for one or two hundred years.

"Likewise, compared to your idea of ​​taking on a Limit Douluo one-on-one, I'm still a bit lacking."

"By the way, how was your seclusion this time? Even a level nine soul-guiding device operating at full power couldn't detect your presence."

"If it weren't for those guys in the Hall of Offerings remembering your voice, you would have been greeted with all sorts of level nine soul tools yesterday!"

Adhering to the principle that a gentleman does not hold grudges overnight, Lin Po chuckled and then pretended to complain about his current strength.

"Sigh, his cultivation level is only so-so, just a level 90 quasi-titled Douluo, but his physical strength is quite strong, barely reaching the demigod realm."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Po skillfully took out a recording soul tool and quietly pointed the lens at the old man on the other side.

Meanwhile, the composed Kong Deming did not immediately notice the abnormality in Lin Po's words, and instead continued to repeat what he had just heard.

"Hmm, not bad, level 90 near-capture. Huh?! Level 90?! A demigod?!"

The sound, which had been raised an octave, abruptly stopped here.

For a moment, the 150-year-old man stood there stiffly, like a withered tree.

His eyes, which had been half-closed, widened to a stark stare, filled with disbelief.

Seeing this, Lin Po couldn't help but chuckle to himself.

Even an old man like Kong Deming, who has cultivated his inner strength for many years, would break down in an instant after actually coming into contact with the word "god".

After an unknown amount of time, Kong Deming continued to stare intently at the nonchalant young man opposite him, remaining completely silent.

Finally, Lin Po, who had brought this trouble upon himself, couldn't stand being constantly scrutinized by an old man.

Reluctantly, he took back the soul tool in his hand, then smiled and prepared to change the subject.

"Master Kong, you..."

"You brat, shut up! Let this old man have some peace and quiet!"

Kong Deming interrupted Lin Po with a complex tone, and the envy and relief in his eyes left Lin Po speechless once again.

It makes sense, considering that both were Soul Masters who bore the reputation of geniuses, yet their fates were worlds apart.

One person, already halfway to the grave, is still groping for the unknown path ahead, making no progress for many years.

Another, only fifteen or sixteen years old, was already a demigod, standing proudly at the top of the continent.

How could Kong Deming, who had been proud all his life, easily accept such a situation?

However, his more than 100 years of life experience prevented him from experiencing any negative emotions related to jealousy.

Lin Po wasn't too surprised by this reaction after all this back and forth.

After a while, under Lin Po's slightly admiring gaze, Kong Deming once again returned to his previous leisurely and carefree demeanor.

"Calling you a little rascal is absolutely true. I'm an old man, and you still try to scare me with something like this!"

"Let me guess, if I hadn't been scared just now, would you have said something as arrogant as 'I am invincible'?"

Hearing Kong Deming's teasing, Lin Po chuckled but did not answer the question.

However, in Kong Deming's eyes, this was tantamount to admitting that he had spoken unintentionally, causing him to be momentarily dazed again. "Alas, every generation produces new talents. Alright, since you have absolute confidence, I won't stop you any longer."

"However, be careful in everything you do. You are no longer alone on your journey. Look at the people behind you more often and think about them more."

After saying that, Kong Deming waved his hand impatiently and began to shoo people away.

"Alright, alright, hurry up and go wherever you need to go. As a young person, don't always hang out with old men; it's not a good time to cultivate your character!"

Lin Po could only nod in agreement after hearing this, and stood up to straighten his clothes.

"Then I'll take my leave now. Please continue with your work."

After speaking, under Kong Deming's questioning gaze, he took out an exquisitely crafted storage soul tool and placed it on the table.

"This is the fifty million I promised you, and there are also some carefully prepared gifts inside. I'm sure you'll like them very much."

Don't thank me too much, it's several levels below Sister Lexuan's after all.

By the time Kong Deming realized what was happening, there was no one in front of him, only the storage soul tool, shining brightly in the sun.

Then, while reaching for the soul tool, he said with feigned disgust:

"This kid is really arrogant. Very well, let me see what kind of gift can make me thank you."

Although Kong Deming's words carried a hint of sarcasm, he said them.

But the look of satisfaction on his face truly revealed what the old man was really thinking.

"Hmm. Not bad, fifty million-level gold soul cards, so neatly arranged? This kid must have quite a bit of hidden money!"
No, I need to talk to Lexuan about this sometime. Young men with too much money are bound to go astray when they're out and about!

Lin Po: I fucking thank you!

"Huh? Holy crap, three soul bones?! Two are 80,000 years old, and the other is 100,000 years old?!"

"What powerful force did he rob? Well, that makes sense. He wiped out Shrek Academy, and even uprooted the Golden Tree. It's not surprising he has a 100,000-year-old soul bone."

"It seems that Le Xuan was able to break through to the Title Douluo level in just over ten days and even become a Super Douluo because she absorbed five 100,000-year-old soul bones."

"Hmph, they're quite attentive, that's good, better than that short-lived bastard! He'll drag my precious granddaughter down with him after he dies!"

After settling the soul bone, Kong Deming cursed and ranted for a long time about the Zhang family who had kidnapped his granddaughter before taking out the last item.

"There's something else? This is..."

The next moment, the old man's body began to tremble visibly, and he choked up with emotion.

"The bright moonlight shines upon the moon."

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Suddenly, a slightly murky drop of water hit the soul tool in the old man's hand and slowly flowed down along its exquisite patterns.

Looking at Kong Deming again, he was in tears.

Before long, the old man, having finally composed himself, carefully retrieved the only bloodline inheritance soul tool in the world, and murmured resolutely:
"Moon, don't worry! Grandpa will definitely protect Lexuan. Anyone who tries to harm her must die! Even a god will be punished!"

"I'm not going to wait any longer! What it's inconvenient for Empress Le Xuan to do, I will do! At least within the Sun and Moon Realm, no one will be allowed to threaten her!"

As the sound faded, Kong Deming's figure disappeared from the mansion, heading towards the border forces that still hadn't submitted to the Empress.

Lin Po, who had just left, naturally noticed the unusual activity at the Kong residence and couldn't help but feel puzzled.

"What's wrong with the old man? Why is he so agitated? All I did was secretly return that soul tool to him. Is it really necessary to react like this? He's acting like he's about to kill someone."

"Forget about him. With combat power comparable to a Limit Douluo, no one in the Sun Moon Empire can defeat him."

Xiaomeng and the others should all be cultivating at this time. Let's go find our teacher first.

With these thoughts in mind, Lin Po followed the teleportation mark in Zhong Liwu's hand and disappeared from the spot once again.

Target: The former headquarters of the Holy Spirit Cult in the Demon Forest!

(End of this chapter)