Douluo Dalu: The Eyes That Defy Fate

Chapter 260 The Gathering of the Mental Illness

After many years, Ye Xishui was still dressed in the same black robe, making it impossible for anyone to see her true appearance under the hood.

His voice was as hoarse as ever.

"Hehe, if it weren't for this sudden urge to travel around today..."

I'm afraid I never knew that my own son harbored so many grievances against his mother.

The seemingly teasing voice rang out, but Lin Po clearly noticed that Zhongli Wu trembled slightly, which almost made him burst out laughing on the spot.

At the same time, I couldn't help but sigh: Bloodline suppression is truly outrageous!

Upon seeing Zhong Liwu's reaction, Ye Xishui shook her head, feeling bored.

This unloved son seems to have always treated her this way.

She then ignored her son, whose strength was no less than hers, and with a few light taps of her toes, she instantly appeared in front of Lin Po.

Seeing this, Zhongli Wu could no longer pretend to be an ostrich and hurriedly tried to step forward to protect Lin Po behind him in case Ye Xishui suddenly went mad.

"Mother! Your disciple..."

"Alright, at your age, what kind of behavior is this, acting so rashly! I've said it before, I mean him no harm!"

At this moment, Lin Po also spoke up to stop Zhong Liwu's actions, giving him a reassuring look.

"Teacher, don't worry, the Supreme Master won't do anything to me."

After saying that, he added in his mind, "As long as she doesn't have a level 10 soul tool, I can easily beat someone like her!"
After all, Lin Po's strength is no longer what it used to be.

If Ye Xishui had come to him a few months ago, he might have had to bring in Di Tian or Gu Yuena as a precaution.

But now, Lin Po, who calls himself 'Invincible Douluo,' is not afraid of anything!
"Hmph! Your disciple is much more magnanimous than you!"

Hearing Ye Xishui's sarcasm, Zhongli Wu, who had just ignored his disciple's sabotage, turned his head and looked at Lin Po with a resentful expression, but his worries were greatly relieved.

He knew his own disciple well; without absolute certainty, his disciple would never put himself in danger!

Otherwise, he wouldn't have spent five years in arduous training within the Holy Church, only venturing out to stir up trouble on the mainland after gaining the ability to protect himself.

He even began to suspect that his disciple might have developed some means during his seclusion that could threaten a Limit Douluo.

Thinking of this, Zhongli Wu respectfully stepped aside, suddenly becoming worried about Ye Xishui's safety.

My disciple wouldn't suddenly attack his own mother like that, would he?

I hope Mother won't offend this petty apprentice.

Just as Zhongli Wu was pondering how to resolve the potential conflict between the two, Ye Xishui was also sizing up Lin Po.

"Lin Po, you are very good."

"You flatter me, Supreme Master."

"Whether it's an overstatement or not, I know very well, and so do you."

Lin Po: Hmm? This old man's logic is so clear, he doesn't seem to have a problem with his brain. Could it be that something unexpected has happened again?
Seemingly noticing Lin Po's surprise, Ye Xishui suddenly chuckled.

Then, she extended her right hand, which was as smooth as jade, from beneath her black robe, and with a gentle wave, she and Lin Po disappeared from the courtyard, leaving behind only one sentence.

"There are some things I need to discuss with him privately. You can wait here."

The sudden turn of events caught Zhongli Wu and his companion off guard. They stood there staring at each other for several seconds before they reacted.

People are lost!
Long Xiaoyao: No! Xi Shui, you really have your eye on that greenhorn!
Zhongli Wu: Holy crap! My disciple!
In a dark space dominated by purplish-black tones, Lin Po followed Ye Xishui slowly into the depths.

"This evil aura and the sense of déjà vu... the legacy space of the Rakshasa God?!"

"Even the Rakshasa God is gone, so this thing is still here? Oh~ In that case, it makes sense to explain the teacher's spirit ring configuration."

Ye Xishui glanced at the boy behind her who seemed to be strolling through his own backyard and sighed helplessly.

She had imagined such a scene, but seeing it actually happen was a different feeling.

The boy, beloved by the world, possessed the ability to threaten the life of a Limit Douluo at the tender age of his hair-growing up, which she envied immensely!
Unfortunately, I am no longer his match.

That Rakshasa god is no match for him either.

Clearing her mind of its turmoil, Ye Xishui's voice changed, finally breaking the awkward atmosphere between them. "You don't seem surprised that I brought you here?"

"There's nothing strange about it. With ample intelligence and knowing the final outcome, many things can be solved by simply working backward a little."

"With ample intelligence, the final outcome is as expected: you are the most unique among all of them."

As soon as she finished speaking, Ye Xishui kept reciting Lin Po's answer, and a smile unconsciously appeared on her face.

He then stopped, turned around, and for the first time removed his hood in front of Lin Po.

"Then can you guess why I brought you here?"

Looking at the elegant woman before him, who was quite beautiful, Lin Po did not experience any emotional fluctuation.

There's no other reason than age.

Even though time hadn't left any marks on her face, the almost decaying aura emanating from her still made Lin Po unconsciously repel her.

"It's quite easy to guess. The original Holy Spirit Cult grew and expanded based on the space of the Rakshasa God."

But after so many years of attrition, this space still exists, which can only mean that the Rakshasa God is still alive, or at least half-dead, remaining here.

"I suppose your ability to regain your sanity and maintain a normal state for a long time is also thanks to the Rakshasa God."

"No matter what, he's a first-level god who controls evil thoughts; devouring the mere malice of a Limit Douluo is certainly no problem for him."

"You agree, right, Bibi Dong?"

As a relaxed and carefree voice rang out, the scenery before the two suddenly changed.

A massive, broken scythe appeared out of thin air in the center of the space, and the previously stagnant purplish-black air currents began to churn, eventually condensing into a slender, ethereal figure.

Upon closer inspection, it was none other than Bibi Dong, the emperor of the Spirit Empire who died at the hands of Tang San ten thousand years ago.

"Nice to meet you, world..."

"Tsk, you're not in great shape now either, not even as good as your teacher was back then."

However, the somewhat irritating comment abruptly interrupted Bibi Dong's carefully prepared opening remarks.

This also caused the illusory figure to tremble violently, as if it were suppressing something.

That's even more infuriating than Xiaoxue's mouth!

At this moment, Lin Po also realized that his behavior just now was too casual, and it seemed that he had angered the old man.

So he quickly laughed it off.

"You two went to great lengths to bring me here, there must be something very important you need my help with, right? Tell me?"

Bibi Dong suppressed her anger and, through gritted teeth, began to recount her plan with Ye Xishui.

"It's very simple. I, Xi Shui, and I hope you can open the path to the realm of gods!"

"Huh?! Wait, is that all? You don't need me to revive you? Or revive your daughter Qian Renxue?"

Bibi Dong shook her head, her purplish-black aura growing increasingly chaotic, emanating a sense of desolation.

"No, the Rakshasa God's position still exists. If I can go to the God Realm, it won't be difficult for me to be resurrected."

But Little Snow's divine position was shattered too completely; there was no hope.

"Moreover, I don't have any reward you can afford right now. Even that so-called plan is just something we two are begging you to do."

Ye Xishui nodded upon hearing this, looking at Lin Po expectantly.

Unfortunately, the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.

Lin Po's head-shaking gesture struck the two women like a bolt from the blue, completely shattering their defenses.

This also caused Bibi Dong and Ye Xishui to show signs of going berserk again.

Seeing the violent fluctuations in space, Lin Po couldn't help but shout:
"What the hell?! Are you two out of your minds?! You're always going crazy!"
Can't you just listen to what someone has to say?! I'm shaking my head not because I can't take you to the realm of gods, but because the realm of gods itself is about to disappear, so I can't take you there!

"So, I have another way!"

(End of this chapter)