Douluo: I founded the mecha tribe and I am the king of mecha battles!

Chapter 231 The Four Heavenly Kings of the Holy Spirit Cult

Chen Zhou smiled slightly, a hint of approval in his eyes. He slowly stood up, walked to Gu Yue, and said with a rare seriousness in his voice, "Gu Yue, I am very pleased that you have such awareness. As for the price of these potions, it is actually not complicated."

"I said, you have to pay for what you enjoy, and you have to bear the consequences of what you gain."

Chen Zhou answered softly, "I believe you have also noticed that there are so-called innate soul power awakening potions for sale in the East China Sea region. Just like humans, if you soul beasts need them, you can earn the money and buy them yourself."

"Here, as long as you have value, as long as you can create value, then the Beast Merchant Guild will have a place for you."

"But if you still foolishly believe that the world is still ruled by the mighty, then we don't mind telling you that you can't beat them in terms of fists!"

Gu Yue listened silently to Chen Zhou's words, her heart filled with complex emotions. She felt an unprecedented pressure, yet a glimmer of hope also arose within her. Perhaps the future of the Soul Beast race could be revitalized under this young man's guidance.

After arranging a secretarial job for Gu Yue, Chen Zhou generously gave her a break, allowing her to do some ideological work with those unruly beasts.

In fact, Chen Zhou did not need the so-called soul beast race to submit, but since Chen Zhou disliked an unstable rear, it would be better to bring the soul beast race under his command. This would create a catfish effect, stimulating the enthusiasm and xenophobia of humans, and at the same time, provide him with an informant who would never betray him.

Killing two birds with one stone, why not do it?

"My lord, are we really going to give these soul beasts preferential treatment and so-called living space?"

Harosa appeared from nowhere and stood in front of Chen Zhou, bowing slightly and asking softly.

Looking at Harosa, who completely placed himself in a subordinate position, Chen Zhou couldn't help but marvel. Logically speaking, strong people should have extraordinary pride, but Harosa is a different kind of strong person, an extreme pursuer of the Dao. For eternity, for power, for seeing new worlds, what does it matter if he bows and scrapes?
Moreover, Chen Zhou treated his own people very well and never asked him to do anything difficult.

There was neither the exploitation of that madman, the Holy Spirit Cult's Demon Emperor, nor any so-called "big pie."

The master in front of us is eating meat, and everyone is truly sharing it!

He felt the pale green, prismatic crystal hanging on his chest, containing life energy and the energy amethyst of longevity genes, constantly transforming his physique and continuously developing it in the direction of immortality.

How could anyone not want to shout "loyalty" after this?
"Whether it's preferential treatment or living space..."

"I said, I will only give it if it demonstrates value."

Chen Zhou chuckled and raised an eyebrow at the beautiful Harosa.

Harosa immediately understood and couldn't help but laugh as well.

Ultimately, how much value is demonstrated is up to Chen Zhou to decide.
My lord is truly... very interesting!

“Harosa.” “Yes.”

Chen Zhou glanced at the bright sunshine outside the window and said softly, "I don't think the Holy Spirit Cult should appear in this pure East China Sea, disturbing the research of some scholars. What do you think?"

Harosa readily agreed, bowing deeply and saying, "Within three days, the filthy aura of the Holy Spirit Cult will no longer appear in the East China Sea region."

Chen Zhou nodded, then added, "Of course, if you need subordinates, I can let bygones be bygones, but the premise is that they must be obedient."

A glint of light flashed in Harosa's eyes as he nodded in response, "Yes."

Chen Zhou did not object to his subordinates forming cliques and engaging in factionalism.

If those who follow you do not reap corresponding benefits, they will definitely feel more or less depressed or resentful.

As long as it doesn't affect Chenzhou's interests, and as long as it doesn't affect the interests of the entire Mech Beast Merchant Guild, Chenzhou allows everyone to share the spoils.

Even the absolutely loyal Beast Clan is like this. The Beast Clan naturally does not want the proportion of the Motorbike Clan under Chen Zhou's command to exceed that of them, and the Motorbike Clan is no different.
Therefore, Chen Zhou gave Harosa an opportunity, an opportunity to build his own core team.

After all, being a loyal minister requires an informant, someone who is also not accepted by either side!

On the outskirts of Donghai City, atop a hundred miles of high mountains, verdant forests undulate like waves, blocking out the sun and sky. A soft whisper in the breeze seems to carry a low, murmuring song. Here, the shadows are thick, as if the night stretches endlessly. The gathering of the Four Heavenly Kings here signifies an inevitable convergence of destinies.

The leader was the Dark Blood Demon, Kui Haochuan, whose cultivation had reached the Limit Douluo level. A sinister aura emanated from him. His martial spirit, the Vengeful Spirit, was like the falling night, devouring the surrounding light. His three-word battle armor added to his majesty and mystery, making him seem like a shadow in the night, as if time itself stood still before him. He was cold and ruthless, never showing mercy, seemingly forever walking the line between life and death. Curses and the devouring of souls became the symphony of his life, inspiring fear in all who beheld him.

Beside her, amidst the dark bells, Nanali swayed gracefully, her alluring figure like a delicate fragrance seeping into one's heart. A Super Douluo in cultivation, her martial soul, the Soul-Shaking Bell, shone with a bewitching brilliance. Her three-word battle armor was exquisitely crafted, making her appear like a fairy under the moon, alluring and seductive. Her eyes shone like stars, yet within them lay a power capable of corrupting all beings; a single whisper could cause everything to succumb and its blood to boil.

Then look at the Dark Hummingbird, Long Chen. His body is agile, his aura overwhelming, and his cultivation has also reached the Super Douluo level. His Martial Soul, the Bee Tail Sting, flashes like a sharp blade in the night, its cruel and tyrannical nature radiating a murderous aura. His three-word battle armor is like a weapon on the battlefield, foreshadowing death. This young man pursues the ultimate in his life, his methods ruthless, fearing only that there are no more discarded pawns in the world for him to vent his fury on.

Finally, there is the Dark Phoenix, Leng Yulai. Her face is stunningly beautiful, yet her love turns to hatred, and her mind often teeters on the brink of madness. Her cultivation level is Super Douluo, and her martial soul, the Dark Phoenix, shines like a dim star, reflecting the pain and struggle within her heart. The three-word battle armor that surrounds her is like night wings, carrying her undying obsession. With just a few strokes, a tragic legend can be sketched.

The Four Heavenly Kings gathered here, all responding to the summons of Haros, one of the two emperors of the Holy Spirit Cult. On the cliff face, a figure in black robes stood with his back to them, his body hunched over, like a solitary deity between heaven and earth. At that moment, the entire world seemed to fall into endless silence; even the air seemed heavy and oppressive, inspiring fear in all who beheld him. His presence was like an invisible shackle, sealing off all life in this forest.

The shadows of the trees sway in the darkness, and in the night, the power of darkness is quietly brewing, which will eventually ignite an unknown catastrophe.

"Greetings, Emperor of the Underworld." *4
The four bowed in unison. At that moment, the man in black robes slowly turned around. Harosa's beautiful face was hidden in shadow, and her mysterious and cold gaze swept over the four Heavenly Kings like sharp blades. The atmosphere grew increasingly tense, as if not even the wind dared to make a sound.

"I've joined the young master of the Beast Merchant Guild, and now I need manpower. Who among you will come with me?"

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