Douluo Dalu 2: The True God King

In the days that followed, Su Yu's life gradually settled into a peaceful rhythm. Each day was spent attending classes, cultivating, and researching soul tools. During his free time, he accompanied Meng Hongchen, taking strolls around Mingdu together. Though the days were simple, they were fulfilling.

During this period, Su Yu focused intensely on soul tool research, and his knowledge in the field grew rapidly. A breakthrough seemed only a matter of time.

One day, after Su Yu and Meng Hongchen returned from a day out, they parted ways, and the figure of Mu Wu suddenly appeared before him.

"Greetings, Young Master."

Mu Wu bowed in respect.

"What is it?" Su Yu asked indifferently.

"Reporting to the Young Master, the matter of issuing a bounty on the Death God Envoy has been resolved."

"The Death God Envoy has been captured alive by one of our Ice God Palace squads."

"Oh?" Su Yu's interest was piqued. "Take me to see."

"As you wish, Young Master."

With a swift motion, Mu Wu carried Su Yu, and the two disappeared from the spot. Moments later, they appeared before a residence in Radiant City.

"This property was purchased by us as a temporary holding location for the Death God Envoy," Mu Wu explained.

Hearing this, Su Yu nodded.

Mu Wu knocked on the door, which was promptly opened from the inside.

"Greetings, Young Master!"

"Greetings, Grand Guardian!"

"Lead the way," Mu Wu instructed.

"Yes!"

The person immediately led the way, and Su Yu followed them into the residence. Leading them was a powerful Soul Douluo.

"Greetings, Young Master and Grand Guardian," the Soul Douluo saluted.

"Is that the Death God Envoy?" Su Yu curiously observed the person confined in the secret chamber.

The prisoner's limbs were all broken, and his soul power was completely sealed. He was disheveled, his face haggard, and his demeanor utterly defeated. Su Yu found it hard to associate this person with the feared Death God Envoy who had once massacred Shrek.

"Reporting to the Young Master, it is indeed him. We discovered him in a city within the Sun Moon Empire," the Soul Douluo reported.

"At the time, he had already allied himself with a local evil soul master organization. Based on our investigation, this organization is enormous in scale, with branches even here in the Sun Moon Imperial City."

"Is this organization called the Holy Spirit cult?" Su Yu asked.

The Soul Douluo was visibly startled. "Young Master, your foresight is unparalleled. It is indeed the Holy Spirit Cult."

Su Yu chuckled faintly. "Were there any casualties during the pursuit?"

"Reporting to the Young Master, during the pursuit, our squad lost three Soul Kings and two Soul Emperors. The evil soul master organization proved to be quite troublesome. However, they paid a heavy price as well—we eliminated one Soul Sage, four Soul Emperors, and over twenty Soul Kings. The local branch was completely eradicated."

Su Yu nodded slightly. "You've done well. You are all heroes."

"As for our fallen brothers, their families will be taken care of by the Ice God Palace. Compensation will also be distributed appropriately. Mu Wu, I'll leave this arrangement to you."

"Yes, Young Master," Mu Wu responded.

Turning to the Soul Douluo, Su Yu asked, "What's your name?"

"Reporting to the Young Master, my name is Feng Luo."

"Oh?" Su Yu raised an eyebrow. "Your surname is Feng? Is Snow God Douluo related to you?"

"He is my grandfather."

"So, you're a descendant of the Fifth Guardian. How old are you?"

"I'm 30 years old, Young Master."

"Thirty years old, eighty-sixth level. Not bad. Keep working hard, and I hope to see you in the Guardian Temple someday."

"Thank you, Young Master!" Feng Luo's face was full of excitement.

The Guardian Temple was a sacred place reserved for Guardians and Guardian candidates. To qualify as a candidate, one had to be at least a Titled Douluo.

The Young Master placing such high expectations on him left Feng Luo deeply moved. Seeing his excitement, Su Yu gave a faint smile. With Feng Luo's talent, achieving the rank of Titled Douluo before the age of 40 was almost certain, and perhaps even by the age of 35.

Such talent was already exceptional, ensuring his future as a Super Douluo. Across the entirety of Shrek Academy, only Zhang Lexuan and Ma Xiaotao could compare; others fell short of Feng Luo's level.

In fact, among the younger generation of the Ice God Palace, Feng Luo wasn't even the most outstanding. However, Su Yu wasn't fully aware of the details—his previous knowledge was limited to general information. To know more specifics, he would have to return to the Ice God Palace for a thorough investigation.

"Young Master, how should we handle the Death God Envoy?" Feng Luo respectfully inquired.

Since Su Yu had ordered that capturing him alive was preferable, they had gone to great lengths to ensure the Death God Envoy was brought back alive. Otherwise, they would have executed him on the spot.

"Take him away for execution by lingchi (slow slicing). Grind his bones into powder, mince his flesh into a paste, mix them, and feed it to the dogs," Su Yu said coldly.

"As for his soul…" Su Yu paused thoughtfully, then continued with a tone that sent chills down Feng Luo's spine.

Ruthless. Truly ruthless.

How could the Young Master utter such horrifying words with such calmness?

"Senior Electrolux, I have a favor to ask of you," Su Yu suddenly said aloud.

At his words, a gray shadow appeared behind him, startling Feng Luo. The figure exuded the aura of death, yet paradoxically radiated a sense of light—it was none other than the Necromancer God, Electrolux.

"Su Yu, what do you want to do?

"Senior Electrolux, I'd like you to extract his soul."

"What… what do you intend to do?" Electrolux looked at Su Yu with surprise.

"Refine his soul," Su Yu said coldly, his gaze becoming icy. "These evil soul masters dare to use such vile methods to cultivate, harming countless lives and treating human lives like grass. They have no right to complain when harsher methods are used against them."

"Every evil soul master deserves to go to hell. And if there is no hell, then I will be its king," Su Yu declared with a frosty determination.

Electrolux was momentarily speechless. Ruthless indeed.

"As you wish," Electrolux finally said, asking only to ensure Su Yu's mind hadn't become twisted. From what he could tell, Su Yu was driven by hatred for evil, which wasn't a significant concern.

With a simple gesture, Electrolux extracted the Death God Envoy's soul, sealing it into a small orb that floated before Su Yu.

"This consumed a considerable amount of the soul energy I had just accumulated," Electrolux remarked. "Su Yu, deal with that engraving knife as soon as possible—for both your sake and mine."

The gray shadow vanished quietly as Su Yu took out a bottle, and placed the orb inside. When he mastered necromancy, the Death God Envoy would face a truly grim fate.

Of all the entities in the Douluo series, Su Yu despised none more than evil soul masters—especially those who willingly chose such a path.

His dislike for Shrek was personal and aimed at individuals. But his hatred for evil soul masters stemmed from principle. Anyone who fell into the abyss of evil soul mastery would face death. Those who colluded with them would also meet the same fate.

"Don't you agree, Sun Moon Royal Family?"

He muttered a warning to the palace master in his thoughts—stay clear of any involvement with evil soul masters, lest things become difficult for him. For the sake of his goals, Su Yu could feign alliance with any force—except evil soul masters. That was a line he would never cross.

Looking at the Death God Envoy, now little more than a soulless husk, Su Yu's eyes flashed with disdain.

"Take him away."

"Yes!" Feng Luo responded immediately. At his gesture, two guards entered and dragged the Death God Envoy out. Awaiting the envoy was the harshest of punishments.

"Prepare a private chamber for me. I have matters to attend to."

"Yes, Young Master," Feng Luo replied swiftly, setting about the preparations.

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In the solitude of the private chamber, Su Yu's figure appeared.

In front of him was a table, entirely black, crafted from a rare wood known as black dead wood. This material was dense, fine-grained, and pure black without any blemishes, making it highly uncommon.

With a casual wave of his hand, Su Yu summoned a carving knife that shimmered with a green glow, placing it on the table. Instantly, a chilling, vicious aura swept through the room.

In his mental sea, Skydream Iceworm awoke almost immediately.

"Whoa, what a savage thing!" the Iceworm exclaimed, chittering nervously, terrified by the ferocity of the Soul-Devouring Blade.

"Hey, don't touch it, don't—"

Before Skydream could finish, Su Yu had already grasped the blade.

A surge of extreme cold and malice exploded from the blade, violently assaulting Su Yu and racing toward his mind. Sharp energy seemed poised to slice through his mental defenses. However, Su Yu's body shimmered with golden light, neutralizing the vicious aura entirely.

The Supreme Divine Art activated automatically, shielding him from negative mental attacks. Its ability to repel all evil was no joke.

"What a fine blade. Pity it's unusable by most people," Su Yu remarked. With a casual swing, the Soul-Devouring Blade left a green arc of light, cutting the table in two with a mirror-smooth cross-section.

Su Yu retrieved a block of black obsidian crystal, known for its hardness, and tested the blade. It sliced through the crystal effortlessly, as if cutting tofu.

He even speculated that this blade could sever mental energy itself. In terms of power, it was on par with the Sacred Judgment Blade, though the two were opposites—one holy, the other malevolent.

"Enough playing around, Su Yu. Let's get to business. I'll need temporary control of your body," Electrolux interjected.

Unlike the original protagonist, Huo Yuhao, Su Yu had the Dragon God Seal safeguarding his mental sea. He had absolute control over himself, and both Skydream and Electrolux were entirely subservient to him. Su Yu could easily block their perception of the outside world or prevent them from controlling his body unless he allowed it.

"Go ahead, senior," Su Yu agreed. Letting Electrolux handle this would be quicker, as he was far more skilled in dealing with such strange items.

As Electrolux took over, Su Yu's ice-blue eyes turned a shade of gray—a lifeless, desolate gray, yet paradoxically imbued with an inexplicable sanctity.

Electrolux turned his gaze to the Soul-Devouring Blade, emitting a faint gray light from his eyes that fell upon the blade. The moment the light touched it, the blade began to tremble violently. Amidst the buzzing, a mournful wail seemed to emanate from within, as though the blade possessed consciousness.

"Incorporating malicious intent and curses into a precious material like Life Gold… how wasteful," Electrolux muttered disdainfully.

Life Gold, a rare and wondrous treasure of the world, had been utterly defiled.

"Let me restore you to your original form," Electrolux said. Su Yu's eyes shifted from gray to a flawless white—pure and unblemished.

As the purifying white light fell upon the Soul-Devouring Blade, its trembling intensified. However, all resistance was futile under the purifying light. Moments later, something within the blade shattered completely, releasing a stream of black mist.

The blade's green glow brightened, becoming pure and radiant. What had once been a sinister, ominous hue was now serene and crystal-clear. The entire knife transformed into a translucent piece of green crystal.

"So this is Life Gold," Su Yu murmured, examining it for the first time. The material was extraordinary, radiating boundless vitality akin to an endless ocean.

Even the faint life energy emitted by the small knife could extend one's lifespan and enhance vitality if absorbed continuously.

Having regained control of his body, Su Yu held the knife, marveling at the wonders of creation.

"This purification process has drained me significantly. Fully integrating with this Living Gold may take some time," Electrolux said, his voice echoing in Su Yu's mental sea.

"What should I do, senior?"

"Simply place it against your forehead."

Following the instructions, Su Yu removed his headband and pressed the knife to his brow, right where his snowflake mark was located.

"There's a sacred power guarding your forehead. This might make the integration process smoother," Electrolux observed a hint of surprise in his voice.

Su Yu realized the sacred power Electrolux referred to was likely the World's Power, a gift tied to his innate Ice Emperor martial soul and the snowflake mark left during its awakening.

As the knife touched his brow, a cool, soothing energy began to flow into his spiritual core. At the same time, a strange aura surged from his mental sea, converging at his forehead.