My Divine Pet Enables Me To Become The Biggest Winner
Chapter 971 - 491: The Five Honors Authority_1

Chapter 971: Chapter 491: The Five Honors Authority_1

Blood’s Son felt an immense weight pressing down on his head, but his feet suddenly became empty, causing him to plummet into the King of Souls’ "Abyss," where he was suppressed and unable to escape!

This "Abyss," derived from the "Hell" miniature world of the Treasure Box, was filled with many excruciating methods of torture. Falling into it, Blood’s Son was subjected to torment over and over again, an experience truly unbearable!

The Corpse Fiend was the only one among the four "rulers" who had tasted the bitterness of Blood’s Son. He roared with fury, and the atmosphere in Miniature Underworld changed dramatically! He stomped his large foot directly into the "Abyss", crushing it hard onto Blood’s Son’s face, taking great delight in it.

"Why not just kill him directly! Grind his flesh and blood into nutrients for this place!" the Corpse Fiend bolted out a deep, resonant voice. But the King of Souls was more circumspect: this man’s background was somewhat mysterious and his words were cryptic, so it was best to keep him alive and hand him over to the Honored Lord for further handling in the future.

Out at sea, Owen Bertram, through the Commander’s Token, also witnessed all of this. In order to maintain a tranquil state of mind as befits a nobleman, he had to adjust his emotions significantly—especially since Blood’s Son’s appearance had stirred ripples in his heart.

"So the Ghost Zone was set up by some ancient beings?"

"Are these ancient beings he spoke of the same as those lingering Ancient Gods? No, he’s powerful and hasn’t regained his full strength, but he is completely different from those Ancient Gods. He is still a cultivator."

"Are all the unclaimed opportunities in this world set up by these ancient beings? So, when these ancient beings revive, will those ’Heaven’s Chosen’ who seized the opportunities all become their vessels?"

The more Owen thought about this, the more terrifying it seemed. He decided that after his upcoming promotion he would interrogate Blood’s Son more rigorously.

"Additionally, this Blood’s Son mentioned ’rebirth’, something I have noticed as well. Cultivators have been breaking through to higher realms more easily over the years, and the number of high-level cultivators has greatly increased."

Owen Bertram’s mind gradually calmed down, turning his attention back to himself. As his mood settled, so did the raging waves around him in the sea, transforming into a placidity. In the distant sky, a flock of seagulls squawked and danced.

...

On the far western end of Shrimp Isle stood the island’s highest cliff. When the Red Barbarians had completely withdrawn from the Nanni Nation to this island, their first action was not to set up defenses, but to build a grand Divine Temple on this cliff overlooking the entire island, followed by the construction of a classy manor beside the temple.

All of this was done not to please their god, but to make Ilda feel comfortable staying on Shrimp Isle to recuperate while watching over everyone on the island.

With the residual power of the Red Barbarians, if it weren’t for the Seven Mountains Power stabilizing things here, the moment the Wood People’s fleet would arrive, they would undoubtedly be wiped out.

Even though she was wounded, Ilda could return to the Boneset Country crossing the ocean alone, something the others couldn’t do.

Meanwhile, in the Boneset Country, they were constantly negotiating with Ilda. After offering her a steep compensation, Ilda agreed to stay until the new "Governor of Nanni" sent by the Empire could take over.

One fine day, on account of the warm, damp wind blowing over the sea, Ilda, since coming to Shrimp Isle, found her favorite pastime: placing a white canvas recliner on the broad lawn by the cliff facing the sea and just daydreaming there all by her lonesome.

She exuded a mature charm mixed with the confidence and composure of an unparalleled strong woman. No doubt, among the Red Barbarians, many aristocrats and young people secretly admired and spied on her.

Ilda was well aware of this and thoroughly enjoyed the attention.

However, one man had the audacity to approach her directly. Ilda watched him with interest, saying, "It’s been a long time since I’ve seen such a daring young fellow."

The man was a young, handsome mid-ranking officer. He turned crimson as he approached Ilda and stuttered, "Respected... Madame Ilda, I...I’ve been ordered by the general...to inform you that...our Sea Beasts...have spotted...Owen Bertram..."

Ilda couldn’t help but feel disappointed. If this handsome young man had truly been bold, the perpetually single Ilda wouldn’t have minded spending a night with him to help alleviate the sadness of being in a foreign land.

But it turned out he had only dared to approach her due to an order, and he couldn’t even articulate his words properly.

"I understand." Ilda waved her hand, and the young man left, filled with countless regrets. Nonetheless, he lacked the courage to utter another word to the beautiful and powerful lady.

"So the cunning chap Owen Bertram has run off to the sea for his promotion?" A glint flashed across Ilda’s eyes. "I heard that when cultivators of the Great Wu are breaking through realms, that’s when they are at their weakest point. This is a good opportunity!"

The Red Barbarians were known for their ability to modify Sea Beasts using Divine Artifacts. Their ancestors, when they were pirates, did precisely this, using modified Sea Beasts to spot valuable merchant ships ahead of time.

Now, these Sea Beasts serve as scouts for their fleets and harbors, providing early warning of dangers.

When the Red Barbarians fully occupied the Nanni Nation, they were so overbearing that they discarded the step of using Scout Sea Beasts for early warnings.