Douluo Continent: Tonight, a Fairy Tale Descends.

Her gaze moved south from the icy wasteland in the north, passing through repeatedly marked boundary lines, and finally landed on the location of Wuhun City.

She sensed the dark purple light. At the same time she stepped into the Divine Realm yesterday, in Martial Soul City, tens of thousands of miles away, another divine aura rose up almost simultaneously.

Bibi Dong has also become a god.

Eva tapped her fingers lightly on the edge of the table, the rhythm neither too fast nor too slow, yet carrying a certain steadfastness like the prelude to a war drum.

She knew Bibi Dong's personality; that woman wouldn't be swayed in the slightest by Qian Renxue becoming a god before her. She would only be more eager to prove herself and to completely nip any potential threats in the bud.

Once Bibidon secures her divine position, she will inevitably set her sights on the Fairy Tale Empire.

Eva slowly stood up and walked to the window.

The afternoon sunlight streamed in through the window, bathing her silver-white dress in a warm, golden glow.

Her gaze fell upon the row of taxis neatly lined up in the military camp, bathed in the soft sunlight.

She decided to strike first.

Instead of passively waiting for Bibi Dong to reorganize her troops, or guarding her own territory and waiting for the flames of war to reach her doorstep, she took the initiative to strike.

Although the Martial Soul Cult Kingdom has two deities, Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue, the Fairy Tale Empire only has one deity, her.

But Eva doesn't see it as a numbers problem that she needs to worry about.

A thousand feet of snow.

The woman who had worked with her for many years in the Heavenly Dou Palace, the woman whose bottom line she had repeatedly tested, refined, and confirmed over the long years, knew Qian Renxue too well.

Her feelings for Snow White were the softest yet strongest line of defense in Qian Renxue's heart.

As long as Eva stands in the position of Snow White's mother, and as long as the bond between the Fairy Tale Empire and Snow White remains unbroken, Qian Renxue cannot truly side with Bibi Dong and launch a full-scale attack on the Fairy Tale Empire.

Not to mention, she now holds the reins of beauty.

That power is not just for decoration; it can seep into a person's senses at the right time and in the right way, causing a subtle shift in an otherwise firm stance.

Beauty has never been a weak thing.

Chapter 592 Soul Guidance Technology

Eva's lips slowly curved into a very faint smile. That smile carried a calmness like that of a hunter locking onto its prey.

Moreover, she is not alone.

She also has a large number of allies.

Those beings who were summoned from the fairy tale world by Lin Wan along with her, those companions scattered across the continent who have grown up in their own ways, are naturally allies on the land of Douluo Continent.

The Snow Queen has long since become a goddess, sitting in her icy palace in the far north, surrounded by the pure chill of her ice authority.

Hessus inherited the full title of Dragon God and reshaped the foundation of the dragon race deep within the dragon realm.

The Nine-Colored Deer ascended to divine status as an auspicious creature, and every inch of the Starry Sky Forest was imbued with its aura.

Even those who progressed more slowly had mostly reached the later stages of the divine examination.

Cinderella, Leah, Merida, Rapunzel... each of them is steadily moving forward on their own track, only one step away from that door.

Eva's gaze fell on the distant area illuminated by the sunlight, and the smile on her lips deepened.

At that time, she will only need to give it a gentle push, and those forces that are not yet fully formed will be directed in the same direction.

Spirit Hall?

Even if Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue have two gods overseeing them, so what?

When all the fairy tale characters from across the continent stand on the same side, that will be the end for the Spirit Hall.

However...

Eva's brow twitched slightly, and her gaze shifted from the distant horizon to a direction that she sensed was somewhat unusual.

After becoming a god, her perception range covered every inch of the Fairy Tale Empire, and just now, she sensed an extremely faint but not negligible oceanic aura approaching from the southeast.

The air carried the saltiness of the sea and a certain ancient, undulating quality that did not belong to any part of the land.

Ariel? Eva narrowed her eyes slightly. How did she suddenly end up on land?

Eva's impression of Ariel was still based on Poseidon Island.

The little mermaid with fiery red hair was discovered by the priests of Seagod Island after being summoned to Douluo Continent, and has been cultivating on that island imbued with the power of the Seagod.

Logically speaking, she shouldn't be here.

But that aura was indeed moving towards Bright Moon City, and at a considerable speed.

Eva didn't rush to send anyone to investigate. Her senses, like an invisible net, silently covered the approaching aura, confirming its exact location and direction of movement.

A moment later, she withdrew her senses, a hint of understanding appearing in the smile on her lips.

Not only Ariel, but another aura was following her.

That aura was deeper and heavier, carrying a serenity honed by the passage of time. That was... the high priest of the sea god.

Eva didn't get up; she just stood by the window, watching the scene bathed in the soft glow of the sunlight.

Half an hour later, a maid's voice came from outside the palace gate: "Your Majesty, a titled Douluo who claims to be the High Priest of the Sea God requests an audience."

Eva turned around, her usual calm smile returning to her face: "Please let them in."

The palace doors were pushed open, and the afternoon sunlight poured in, clearly outlining the silhouettes of two figures on the polished floor.

Poseidon walked ahead, her long, sea-blue hair gleaming in the sunlight like a warm, deep-sea pearl. She had changed into a simple dark blue robe, and still held the golden trident scepter in her hand.

Ariel followed half a step behind her, her fiery red hair fluttering slightly in the wind. Her dark blue eyes lit up for a moment when she saw Eva, then returned to normal.

Eva's gaze swept over Poseidon, then lingered for a moment on Ariel's face. Taking advantage of the brief moment when Poseidon lowered her head slightly, she blinked quickly.

The movement was so fast it seemed as if it had never happened. But Ariel saw it, and the corner of her mouth twitched slightly before she suppressed it.

Poseidon walked to the center of the hall, stopped, gently rested her trident at her side, and bowed slightly: "Honorable God, I am Poseidon, the High Priestess of the Sea God. I apologize for my intrusion."

Eva nodded slightly and gestured for her to sit down on the chair beside her: "No need for formalities. The High Priest of the Sea God has come in person, so he must have something important to discuss."

Poseidon did not sit down immediately, but first turned her head to look at Ariel before sitting down in the chair.

Her posture was upright, her back straight, just like the figure on Poseidon Island wielding a trident while standing on the rocks.

But Eva could tell that the high priest, who had lived for countless years, was currently in a state of exhaustion despite his efforts to keep going.

Although her aura remained heavy and profound, there was a subtle, almost imperceptible fluctuation at the edges, a sign that her power had not yet fully recovered.

Poseidon didn't beat around the bush; her voice was steady and each word clear: "Poseidon Island no longer exists."

Eva didn't move her hand holding the teacup, but her eyebrows lifted slightly.

She had anticipated that Poseidon's visit might be related to Poseidon Island, but she hadn't expected this kind of opening.

Poseidon continued.

She recounted in an almost deliberately calm tone the events of the Deep Sea Whale King's ascension to godhood and his subsequent attack on Seagod Island.

From how the defensive barrier was gradually worn down, to how she used the Thirteen Forms of Poseidon to fight against it, and finally to her escape with the Poseidon statue and Ariel, every step was laid out in extremely concise language.

Ariel sat quietly slightly behind Poseidon, her long, fiery red hair cascading over her shoulders, her dark blue eyes lowered, her expression unreadable.

But her fingers gently gripped the hem of her skirt, not too hard, but she never let go.

After listening, Eva remained silent for a moment before speaking: "So, the Deep Sea Demon Whale King is now tracking you across the ocean."

“Yes.” Poseidon did not deny it. “I used the power of the sea god to temporarily conceal my presence, but that concealment will not last long. After becoming a god, the Deep Sea Demon Whale King’s control over the ocean has transcended the realm of mortals.”

She paused slightly at this point, as if organizing her thoughts for the next sentence.

Then Poseidon raised his head and looked directly at Eva. His eyes, as deep as the ocean, were filled with extremely complex emotions, including earnestness, determination, and a resoluteness as if an anchor had been firmly set in place.

"I have come here to ask for your protection so that Ariel may complete the final trial of the Nine Trials of the Sea God. She has reached the final step and only needs a safe place and enough time to formally inherit the Sea God's position."

Eva's fingers gently traced the rim of the teacup. Although she was prepared to protect Ariel, she did not respond immediately.

Eva could sense the undisguised urgency in Poseidon's words, and she could also perceive that the slowly pulsating power of the sea god within Ariel was indeed approaching a state of perfection.

She knew Poseidon was telling the truth; Ariel was indeed only one step away from becoming the sea god.

But Eva also knew that Poseidon wouldn't ask her for nothing.

Having lived on Poseidon Island for ten thousand years, this being understands the rules of exchange in this world better than anyone else.

Sure enough, Poseidon didn't pause for long after making her request before speaking again: "I know the weight of this request. You are a god and the ruler of an empire, and you would not take such a risk without a reason. So I have prepared a corresponding reward."

She raised her hand and took out six soul bones of different sizes and shapes from her storage soul tool. The soul bones gleamed with a warm and restrained blue light in the afternoon sun, and each of them had fine energy patterns flowing across its surface.

A soul bone that is 100,000 years old.

Eva's gaze slowly swept over the six soul bones, and she could clearly sense the immense energy contained within them.

Those energies are not of a violent or flamboyant type, but rather a kind of profound and pure quality that has been repeatedly tempered over a long period of time, with each piece carrying a calm and steady texture that matches its age.

The deep sea is much wider than the land, and because it is difficult for humans to reach, the number of 100,000-year-old soul beasts there far exceeds that on land.

Poseidon Island has ruled the sea for tens of thousands of years, accumulating far more soul bones over 100,000 years than any other force on land.

These six soul bones are only a part of it.

Even so, their value on land is still enough to drive any Soul Master or any sect crazy.

Eva's eyebrows twitched slightly.

Ten thousand-year-old soul bones are extremely rare treasures in the entire Douluo Continent. Any one of them is enough to become the focus of competition among major forces. Poseidon has six of them in one go. This is no small feat.

But Poseidon's actions were not over yet.

She took out a second item from her storage soul tool. It was a stack of drawings and manuscripts carefully stored in a specially made jade box. Each sheet of paper had been repeatedly rubbed, giving it a warm, pale yellow sheen. The edges were slightly curled, bearing the natural marks that would appear after repeated reading.

“This is the soul tool technology collected by Poseidon Island over the past ten thousand years.” Poseidon placed the jade box on the table and gently pushed it toward Eva.

"The Soul Guidance Civilization once shone brightly on the Douluo Continent. Although it has lost most of its former glory, it has been passed down on Seagod Island for ten thousand years without interruption. These technologies are the collection of Seagod Island over the years."

Eva's gaze fell on the stack of drawings, her fingertips lightly brushing the edge of the jade box, feeling the subtle textures left on the papers after so many years.

Soul tool technology has long been a lost concept in the Douluo Continent.

Nowadays, most of the soul guides on the mainland are crude. The forces of the system almost no longer exist.

Because of its isolation from the world, Poseidon Island has preserved long-forgotten knowledge and crafts.

Six 100,000-year-old soul bones plus a complete set of soul tool technology—this is a rare find.

She had even begun to quickly calculate the application prospects of these technologies in her mind: the military system of the Fairy Tale Empire, the reinforcement of city defenses, and the promotion of civilian soul guides. Each of these had formed a preliminary outline in her mind.

Eva snapped out of her thoughts and looked at Poseidon's face, which had been etched by the years and the elements. "I grant your request."

Poseidon's shoulder line relaxed slightly for a moment, a movement so subtle that it would have been almost unnoticed if Eva's gaze had not remained fixed on her.

“From this day forward, Ariel may remain in Moonlight City and continue her Nine Trials of the Sea God as a distinguished guest of my Fairy Tale Empire. I will provide her with a quiet and safe place to ensure that she is not disturbed by any outside interference.”

Eva smiled as she spoke, “As for you, High Priest Poseidon, since Seagod Island is no longer here, you no longer need to consider it your home. My city is large enough.”

Poseidon did not respond immediately. She lowered her eyelids slightly, as if she was processing the weight of that promise in her own way.

After a moment, she raised her head, her voice more composed than before: "I thank Your Majesty on behalf of Ariel."

Eva waved her hand, ending the conversation. She summoned a servant and instructed, "Take them to that vacant villa in the east of the city and settle them in. Provide them with everything they need, according to the highest standards. No one is to disturb Miss Ariel while she is in Brightmoon City, nor are they to approach that villa without permission. If anyone asks, just say it was my arrangement."

The attendant accepted the order and left.

Poseidon rose, bowed to Eva again, and then, with Ariel in tow, followed the servants out of the government building.

The palace doors closed behind them.

Eva sat back down in the main seat, her gaze falling on the six 100,000-year-old soul bones and the jade box containing the soul tool blueprints on the table. She remained silent for a moment, then smiled softly.

The smile was faint, yet it carried a sense of composure and satisfaction, like a hunter tallying his spoils.

……

In the distance, inside the Papal Palace of Wuhun City, the atmosphere was completely different.

Bibi Dong sat on the throne that symbolized the supreme power of the Martial Soul Empire, with an urgent intelligence report from the northern border spread out in front of her.

The information contained few words, but each line was like a fine needle, precisely piercing her most sensitive nerve at that moment.

Eva has become a goddess.

On the same day, at the same moment her Rakshasa Godhood was secured, the beautiful light that rose from the direction of Bright Moon City also pierced through the vast sky and reached the sky above Martial Soul City.