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"Seafood delivery?"

Upon hearing those two words, Lin Yang's eyes immediately lit up, and he almost drooled.

"Where? Where? I want the big ones, with shells!"

Kunpeng was overjoyed, thinking he had found a breakthrough, and quickly seized the opportunity: "Yes, yes, yes! Right under this sea eye! There's a kind of ancient king crab that's been around for ten thousand years, with delicious meat. If you let me down, I'll catch it for you!"

"Really?" Lin Yang leaned closer with an innocent look on his face.

Kunpeng secretly channeled his magic power, preparing to grab the boy and take him hostage when he got close. With a hostage, Lin Xuan wouldn't dare to do anything to him.

Just as Lin Yang was only three feet away from him, a fierce glint flashed in Kunpeng's eyes.

"Now!"

He suddenly stretched out his sharp claws and grabbed at Lin Yang's neck.

"Die!"

"when--!"

A crisp metallic clang rang out.

Kunpeng felt as if his claws had gripped the Chaos Divine Iron, and the force of the recoil made his entire arm go numb.

Suddenly, a golden protective shield appeared around Lin Yang. Nine golden dragons of fortune flowed across the shield, glaring angrily at Kunpeng.

"Hey! You're lying!" Lin Yang took a step back, looking "sad." "You weren't trying to catch crabs, you were trying to catch me!"

"I..." Kunpeng was about to explain.

"It's wrong to lie to children!" Lin Yang's face instantly fell, turning fierce. "Daddy said that to deal with a liar, you have to roast him to a crisp!"

"Second brother, don't waste your breath on him." Lin Tian toyed with the brick in his hand. "That old bird is cunning. If that claw had landed, we'd be crying to our fathers. Let's do it!"

"Okay!"

Lin Yang didn't stand on ceremony and opened his mouth to unleash a mouthful of Chaos True Fire.

"call--!"

Kunpeng is now so frozen that it can't move slowly and can't dodge at all; it can only endure the damage.

"Ah—! It's so hot!"

Although he was a quasi-saint, this fire was too wicked; it specifically burned the soul. Kunpeng felt as if his soul was being placed on a barbecue grill, sizzling and dripping with oil.

"I'll help too."

Lin Yue wasn't idle either. Although she disliked violence, she hated liars even more.

With a wave of her small hand, the frozen icicles around her instantly moved.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

Countless ice spikes rained down on Kunpeng. And this girl was quite cunning, deliberately aiming for the featherless parts of Kunpeng.

"Ouch! Don't poke my butt! That's my private area!"

The Kunpeng was beaten so badly that it fled in panic, sliding around on the ice like a clumsy penguin.

"Haha! That's fun! It's so much fun!"

Lin Tian burst into laughter, directing the burly men who had materialized from beans: "Quick! Surround him! Don't let him escape! Let's play 'whack-a-mole'!"

Thus, an extremely comical scene unfolded on the East China Sea.

The mighty demon master Kunpeng, a quasi-saint, is now trapped in a giant ice circle.

As soon as he shows his face, a sledgehammer or a brick will come crashing down on him.

If he tries to burrow underground, a pillar of fire will shoot down and burn his buttocks.

If he tries to fly, he will be stabbed back by countless icicles.

"I'm not playing anymore! I'm not playing anymore!" Kunpeng broke down in tears. "Killing someone is one thing, but this is torture! I'm going to Zixiao Palace to complain! I'm going to ask the Dao Ancestor for justice!"

"Complain?" Lin Tian sneered. "When you were thinking of blowing up the sea eye, why didn't you think of asking the Dao Ancestor for justice? My father said that this is called 'using their own methods against them.'"

"Brother, this sentence is too profound, what does it mean?" Lin Yang asked while setting the fire.

"It means, beat him up!"

"Oh, I got it!" Lin Yang increased the intensity of his attack.

Just as the three children were having a great time, a whooshing sound came from afar.

Lin Xuan arrived with a group of Ancestral Witches.

"father!"

As soon as the three children saw Lin Xuan, they immediately dropped their fierce demeanor and obediently ran over to him.

"Dad, this old bird is bullying us!" Lin Yang accused first, pointing at the charred Kunpeng, "He tried to capture me!"

"Yeah, Dad, he's going to blow up the sea eye and flood our family's money bag," Lin Tian added.

Lin Xuan looked at the Kunpeng curled up on the ice, its body steaming, covered in icicles, and with several large bumps on its head, and couldn't help but twitch his lips.

Is this what you call bullying you?

You're clearly treating him like a toy, aren't you?

However, protecting one's own is a traditional virtue of the Wu tribe.

Lin Xuan walked over and looked down at Kunpeng.

"Kunpeng, how dare you!" Lin Xuan's voice was very soft, but to Kunpeng's ears, it was more terrifying than the attacks of the three children.

"Lin...Lin the Holy Witch..." Kunpeng trembled as he raised his head, "Misunderstanding...it's all a misunderstanding...I was just passing by...yes, just passing by..."

"You're carrying a Boundary-Breaking Token just passing by?" Lin Xuan gestured, retrieving the shattered fragment of the token from the sea. "This is Di Jun's personal treasure, specifically used to break spatial restrictions. Are you trying to unclog the Sea Eye's sewers by bringing this thing along?"

Kunpeng's face was ashen.

That's it. Caught red-handed.

"Since you want to unclog the sewers, I'll grant your wish."

A cruel smile appeared on Lin Xuan's face.

He turned to look at Houtu behind him.

"Sister, may I borrow the power of your tunnel?"

Houtu nodded, and a yellowish-brown halo appeared around her.

Lin Xuan received the power and pointed it at the sea eye below.

"town!"

The previously frozen sea eye instantly thawed and began to rotate again.

But this time, the direction of rotation changed.

It no longer devours seawater, but instead forms a huge suction vortex specifically targeting souls.

"Kunpeng, since you like the sea eye so much, why don't you stay here?"

Lin Xuan reached out and grabbed a fragment of Kunpeng's soul directly from its body.

"Ah—!" Kunpeng let out a shrill scream. The pain of having one's soul torn apart was ten thousand times worse than the destruction of one's physical body.

"No! Lin Xuan! Kill me! If you have the guts, kill me!"

"Kill you? That would be too easy on you."

Lin Xuan rolled the divided soul into a ball and threw it directly into the center of the sea eye vortex.

"From now on, you will be the spirit of this sea eye. Your task is to filter the garbage in the seawater and guide the fish and shrimp that pass by. If you don't do a good job, I will have Lin Yang come and give you extra help every day."

"As for your true form..."

Lin Xuan looked at the remaining Kunpeng body, which resembled a walking corpse.

"Go back and tell Dijun. I've remembered this. Tell him to wash his neck clean, and when I'm in a good mood, I'll go to Heaven and take his head."

After saying that, Lin Xuan kicked Kunpeng away.

The Kunpeng transformed into a shooting star and disappeared into the sky.

Although he survived, he lost a main soul, causing his cultivation level to plummet to the early stage of Quasi-Saint, and he would never be able to make any further progress in his life.

This is worse than killing him.

After dealing with Kunpeng, Lin Xuan turned around and looked at the three children who were still not satisfied.

"Alright, stop playing. Let's go home and eat."

"Yay! I want to eat that king crab!" Lin Yang cheered.

"Dad, can that soul in the sea eye really be used as a toilet brush later?" Lin Tian asked curiously.

"Of course. This is what happens when you offend our family."

Lin Xuan smiled and patted his son's head.

Just then, the system notification sounded.

[Ding! Congratulations, host, for successfully resolving the East China Sea crisis and punishing Kunpeng in an extremely humiliating manner.]

[Reward points: 3000 points.]

[Obtained a special item: Humanity's Luck Lock.]

"The Humanity's Fate Lock?" Lin Xuan was taken aback.

Before he could even examine the object's purpose, he suddenly sensed an unusual fluctuation emanating from the east of the primordial land.

That's the direction of Shouyang Mountain.

A mysterious aura surged into the sky. Although it lacked the overwhelming pressure of a saint's ascension to sainthood, it carried a chilling sense of causal connection.

Lin Xuan squinted and looked in that direction.

"Has that old man finally lost his patience?"