I've already been given the title of Douluo, and you want me to be reasonable?

As dusk enveloped Hanhai City, Lin Yuan hurriedly bought dry food and fresh water at the market and headed straight for the port.

In the twilight, a massive ironclad warship stood out from the crowd.

The ship's hull was encased in gleaming black iron, and the crossbows standing on the deck gleamed coldly. Anyone could tell that this warship, named "Sea Demon," was no ordinary merchant ship.

"Welcome aboard, distinguished guests!"

A middle-aged captain wearing a gold-rimmed top hat descended the metal steps, his scarlet cloak fluttering in the sea breeze.

As he raised his hand in greeting, the pearl cufflinks on his sleeve reflected a cold light. "I am Haider, the helmsman of this ship."

Lin Yuan nodded in acknowledgment, flicked his finger, and an ancient-looking storage ring flashed with a faint light.

The moment the sheepskin map slid into Haider's palm, the captain's pupils contracted sharply. The ring, which was shrouded in mysterious runes, was clearly a top-tier soul tool that only royalty and nobility were entitled to possess!
Haider's Adam's apple bobbed slightly as his gaze swept over Lin Yuan, his smile growing increasingly fawning: "Although Poseidon Island is a dangerous place, the Sea Demon's protection..." Before he could finish speaking, the sound of orderly footsteps suddenly echoed from the deck.

Six masked crew members appeared like ghosts, their curved swords gleaming with a cold, eerie blue light. The first mate stroked a short gun at his waist, which shimmered with soul energy, his scarlet eyes fixed on Lin Yuan's storage ring.

Haider raised his hand and struck the bronze ship's bell, the sound startling a flock of owls: "Weigh anchor!"

Gazing at the coastline gradually disappearing into the thick fog, he licked his dry lips and said with a smile, "Rest assured, distinguished guests, there is no other ship on this sea that can catch up with the Sea Demon."

The massive ironclad warship cut through the waves, the hum of gears turning echoing from below deck.

Lin Yuan leaned against the ship's railing, gazing at the phosphorescent light shimmering on the inky sea, his fingertips unconsciously tracing the Asura God runes on his sleeve.

Behind him, Zhu Zhuqing vigilantly observed the crew's unusual movements, her cat-like eyes gleaming eerily in the night. Only the sea breeze remained unchanged, carrying the air of conspiracy into the depths of the surging waves.

The Sea Demon sailed forward, cutting through the waves. Inside the ornately decorated cabin, Zhu Zhuqing twirled a gilded teacup, her emerald eyes sweeping over the furtive figures on the deck.

"These clowns are actually more composed than I imagined."

Tang Chen stroked the patterns on the Clear Sky Hammer at his waist, his hoarse laughter carrying a hint of the King of Slaughter's lingering power: "Brother Lin Yuan, shall we crush these vermin now?"

Lin Yuan swirled the stemmed glass filled with blood-red liquid in his hand; the crimson liquid meandered like blood along the crystal glass.

"No rush, it's still three days' journey to Poseidon Island. Let's see what tricks they can pull."

When Lin Yuan lowered his eyes, the Asura God Mark in his eyes glowed slightly red. He had already captured all those greedy gazes when he boarded the ship.

Night fell over the sea, and the moonlight was swallowed by the dark clouds.

Outside the cabin, the crew members deliberately kept their footsteps soft as they took turns on watch, unaware that three divine senses were enveloping the entire ship like a spider web.

Zhu Zhuqing sneered, her cat paws tracing delicate icy patterns on the glass: "You little thing hiding your face, do you really think you can fool us?"

As the Sea Demon entered international waters, the surface of the sea churned with an eerie purple phosphorescence.

In the morning mist, Lin Yuan pushed open the cabin door and bumped into a crew member carrying a gilded plate.

The man's face was plastered with a fawning smile, the black caviar on his plate glistening with oil, and the lobster claws still trembling slightly: "Honorable guest, this is a special supply from the deep sea; it could be exchanged for ten cartloads of gold inland!"

Lin Yuan raised an eyebrow, took the silver spoon, and put the caviar into his mouth, tasting a faint bitterness on his tongue.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the crew retreat to the cabin door, staring intently at his swallowing motion. He chuckled softly. These people probably didn't know that the Asura God's inheritor possessed an invulnerable body, capable of purifying even the Rakshasa God's curse. The cabin door swung open with a bang, and Haider strode in, his eyes flashing with wild joy as he glanced at the empty plate: "Is our esteemed guest satisfied?"

Before he could finish speaking, Lin Yuan suddenly slammed the crystal glass heavily onto the table, cracks spreading like a spider web.

"Have you had enough of the act?"

Golden-red flames erupted around Lin Yuan, and chains formed from Asura divine power were already wrapped around Haider's throat. "Tell me, how do you want to die?"

"I was planning to keep pretending, but you ate all of this in one go, so I didn't want to wait any longer."

"So what if you're a Soul Master? Once we're at sea, it's our domain! Hahaha, let's get started! Tie this old guy up, dislocate his limbs, and empty his Soul Guidance Device."

Haider shrugged. He had been hit by his own "Chicken Crow Five Grains Bewitching Powder," which would keep even a Soul Master asleep for three days and three nights.

Judging from their appearance, these three must be wealthy people. They really got a great deal this time.

However, the crew of the Sea Demon looked at each other with suspicion, their brows furrowed.

Logically, the medicine should have already started to take effect, but Lin Yuan did not appear to be lying on the ground, which made the crew feel a little puzzled. Could it be that the captain had administered the medicine?

"Captain, did you not administer enough medicine? Why haven't you collapsed yet?"

Haider was also a little confused. "No way, I clearly increased the potion several times over. Even a Soul Saint would tremble in fear."

Haider frowned slightly. Could it be that they had taken the antidote beforehand? Logically speaking, he had never made a mistake and should not have failed.

However, seeing that the other party did not make a move, he also drew the weapon from his waist and stared at Lin Yuan in front of him with a ferocious expression.

"No matter if you are a powerful figure from the Heavenly Dou Empire, a young master from one of the major families, or a member of the royal family, you will not be able to leave this Sea Demon alive today."

Zhu Zhuqing shrugged and said, "What a bunch of boring trash. Since that's the case, then I'll send you on your way."

Haider frowned, about to speak, when he discovered an enormous hammer covered in dark gold magic runes in Tang Chen's hand.

"This is... the number one weapon spirit in the world, the Clear Sky Hammer!"

Haider then realized that he seemed to have kicked a hornet's nest. The crew of the Sea Demon were stunned as they stared at the Haotian Hammer, which shimmered with dark gold.

At this moment, their expressions are like the third emoji on your phone—stupidly standing there, somewhat at a loss.

"A group of garbage."

Tang Chen glanced coldly at the group. Even without soul power, his physical strength was still enough to intimidate Soul Kings and even Soul Emperors. Since they were courting death, he might as well kill them all.

Haider immediately knelt on the ground and pleaded, "I'm sorry, seniors, I'm sorry, seniors. We were blind and offended you three. Please forgive us."

There was a soft sneer.

Several people on the Sea Demon clutched their necks, hot blood gushing out like fountains. The one who did it was Lin Yuan, who was enjoying caviar. (End of Chapter)