Invincible Dad

Chapter 295: Go Back and Make Soup to Drink_1


"I am the heavens!"

Qian Xiao didn't know where he got the courage, but he waved his fists with unstoppable momentum and shouted.

If he didn't know the boy inside and out, Xu Lai would have almost suspected the little brat he was holding by the scruff of his neck was the reincarnation of some Great Emperor or God King. That level of arrogance and confidence was something even he couldn't easily match.

Gui Siqian looked at Qian Xiao expressionlessly, but the corners of its mouth slowly split open, revealing razor-sharp fangs. Even in the ink-black night, they were horrifying!

"..."

Qian Xiao felt incredibly guilty under that gaze. He coughed and added softly, "Um, Uncle Xu is the heavens, and I'm just a white cloud in the sky. So you big old turtle, don't go too far, or I'll stew you into a soup!"

How ridiculous. Who would dare to stew a Demon King in a soup? That's blasphemy!

Although Lin Ju knew he was doomed to die, he couldn't help but be amused by Xu Lai and the little boy he was protecting. Ignorance is truly terrifying!

SPLAT!

Gui Siqian lifted its foot and stomped Lin Ju's lower body into a bloody pulp. It said indifferently, "Are you laughing at this king?"

Lin Ju didn't answer. He was trapped in a cycle of passing out from the pain only to be jolted awake by it again. Drenched in blood and sweat, his life force was rapidly ebbing away.

He was filled with regret. He regretted rushing to Sea Temple Island after receiving Luo Yi's call. Otherwise, he wouldn't be in such a miserable state. But it was too late for regrets now.

But at least Xu Lai is going to die too! When that happens, the East Sea will fall into chaos. Xu Lai will be reviled as a sinner for all time, and my Lin Family will become the saviors of the world! The benefits we'll reap won't be limited to a mere Sea Temple Island; we'll also win the hearts and minds of countless people in the Jiangbei and Jiangnan regions!

"Demon King, we are willing to charge into battle for you!"

A few Sea Demons of moderate size stepped forward. The pressure they emanated wasn't as terrifying as Gui Siqian's, but it was still formidable.

They were seven Half-Step Great Demon Realm experts! In a one-on-one fight, any single one of them was a match for a Ninth Grade Realm Martial Artist from the Human Race, to say nothing of them joining forces.

"Hmph."

Gui Siqian nodded indifferently. It would indeed be beneath my station to act personally.

The seven Sea Demons smirked ferociously. Spiritual Energy circulated rapidly within their bodies as they unleashed attacks powerful enough to sunder the heavens and split the earth, all aimed at Xu Lai.

Farther away, more than a hundred other Sea Demons simultaneously summoned seawater, forming it into arrows. They drew their conjured bows and took aim, providing long-range support.

Overwhelming the few with their numbers? Monsters couldn't care less about such things. From ancient times to the present, they have only ever followed one law: the survival of the fittest.

"Uncle Xu, can you handle this?" Qian Xiao's voice trembled. Despite all his big talk about making soup out of the Demon King, he was secretly panicking. Even back in Sea City, he had never seen so many monsters!

Xu Lai didn't say a word. He simply snapped his fingers and then covered Qian Xiao's eyes. The coming scene would be too cruel. So cruel, in fact, that it was not suitable for children.

SNAP.

As the sound of Xu Lai's fingers snapping spread out, it wasn't just the Sea Demons attacking him. Every monster landing on the beaches all across Sea Temple Island froze in place. Then, they all silently burst apart.

In an instant, tens of thousands of Sea Demons—all except Gui Siqian—were wiped from existence, reduced to dust. Only the massive footprints on the sand remained as proof they had ever existed.

Lin Ju's pupils shrank to pinpricks. For a moment, he forgot the pain, staring blankly at Xu Lai.

Tens of thousands of Demonic Beasts, dead in an instant. Even the transcendent old ancestors of the Divine Gate Realm from my Lin Family couldn't have resolved this so effortlessly. With just a snap of the fingers... they were all dead? It's unbelievable! But Gui Siqian is still here. He's a Demon King! As long as he's alive, Xu Lai is guaranteed to die today!

However, Lin Ju failed to notice Gui Siqian gulping nervously. The Demon King Realm monarch had suddenly started to panic.

It suddenly recalled Beibei's words—the Thunder God, who reigned supreme in Sakura Country, had died at Xu Lai's hands!

But this news... I can't be sure if it's true or false. After all, I was sealed for two hundred years, decade after decade, almost completely cut off from the outside world. If not for my heaven-defying luck in finding the corpse of a peak Demon King in my prison and devouring it to rapidly advance my realm, I might have remained sealed for another century.

Gui Siqian couldn't help but ask Lin Ju, "Did the Thunder God of Sakura Country really die at Xu Lai's hands?"

"Huh?"

Lin Ju looked completely baffled. He knew nothing about the Thunder Beast's death. In fact, the number of people who knew that information could be counted on one hand, and Lin Ju was not among them.

This confused reaction, however, allowed Gui Siqian to breathe a sigh of relief. It seems Beibei was lying to me! It makes sense. It's impossible for a member of the Human Race to kill a peak Demon King Realm powerhouse.

Gui Siqian tilted its head, its tone savage. Its true form suddenly began to swell, its already massive body expanding until it was hundreds of feet tall, seemingly propping up the very sky!

This was its Dharmic Form, and it increased its defense tenfold. For the next thirty minutes, no one would be able to harm it in the slightest. This was its racial talent!

The visual effect was stunning. From a distance, one might even believe it to be the divine beast Xuanwu.

CRACKLE!

The sky filled with dense, dark clouds. Lightning flashed ceaselessly, yet not a single drop of rain fell.

Gui Siqian's voice boomed like thunder, shaking the heavens. "Xu Lai, I will flay you alive, tear out your tendons, and use your very soul to light my lamps!"

Xu Lai had intended to toy with this giant turtle for a while, but he suddenly lost interest. He could sense that Ruan Tang had left their lodging and was out searching for him.

Time to go back. Xu Lai couldn't help but yawn.

The very next second, something strange happened. Gui Siqian's gigantic body began to shrink rapidly—from hundreds of feet tall to eighty, then fifty, thirty, ten... until it was no bigger than the palm of a hand.

Xu Lai gestured, and the palm-sized sea turtle flew into his hand. He casually grabbed it by the tail.

The Demon King was utterly baffled. How was my Dharmic Form broken? It wanted to escape but found that even the act of struggling was an impossible luxury. It wanted to speak, but its mouth was sealed shut. Even its Divine Sense was suppressed...

"I'll take you home and make soup," Xu Lai said, holding the sea turtle in his left hand and the scruff of Qian Xiao's neck in his right. Then, he turned and walked away.

The only one left on the beach was Lin Ju, who was barely breathing. The eyes of this Ninth Grade Martial Artist from the Lin Family of Jiangbei, a man who had been arrogant his entire life, slowly became vacant.

The Demon King... was captured alive? His head spun, unable to process what he'd seen. He felt his scalp prickle as wave after wave of cold dread washed over him from the depths of his soul. Just who is Xu Lai?! A Divine Gate expert? No. He's definitely not from the Divine Gate. Not even the Divine Gate Realm old ancestors in my family could capture a Demon King to make soup!

Lin Ju knew only one thing for certain: the Lin Family had provoked an enemy they could never, ever afford to offend.

Lin Ju wanted to get his phone and warn the Lin Family, but it was nowhere to be found. Desperate, he struggled to crawl across the sand, searching for it, but his efforts were destined to be in vain.

After that night, the sea held another floating corpse. Its face was a mask of terror and regret, its mouth gaping wide as if trying to scream a final warning.

But there was no one to see it.

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