"Ah, alright. I'll handle these matters then."
Hearing Shui Wuyou's words, Yunxiao could only nod helplessly in agreement.
Without absolute certainty of unifying the entire Douluo Planet—or before ascending to Deity status himself—he had no choice but to proceed gradually, step by step.
Hadn't everyone witnessed how even the mighty Spirit Hall, with its seventeen Titled Douluo and armies of thousands of Soul Masters, lacked the confidence to directly unify the entire Douluo Continent?
No, wait—forget unifying the continent. Under Bibidong's leadership, whether the Spirit Hall could even maintain its overwhelming dominance over all enemies remained an open question.
"Ugh, Bibidong truly gives me a headache."
The mere thought of Bibidong made Yunxiao sigh. Naturally, he wouldn't let anyone who dared harm Xiao Xue off lightly. Yet Bibidong happened to be Qian Renxue's mother—someone he couldn't simply kill. And for Xiao Xue's sake, this was an unavoidable problem.
"Wait—Bibidong is also the inheritor of the Rakshasa Deity," Yunxiao suddenly realized. "Perhaps I can find an opportunity later to test whether the Rakshasa Deity was eliminated by the system... and how many remnants still linger in the Douluo God Realm."
For this mother-in-law he'd never met, Yunxiao preferred not to resort to violence if possible. If the Rakshasa Deity had been destroyed by the system, its Godhood shattered, Bibidong's divine trials would be interrupted. Without them, she could never become the new Rakshasa Deity—making her much easier to deal with later.
Refocusing on Shui Wuyou, Yunxiao stroked his chin before asking slowly, "By the way, Sister Wuyou, there's something I'd like to ask. Since you left behind such an immense legacy... what about Wu Lu Xiong? Did he leave anything behind?"
He then elaborated on his questions, including how the Elf Small World was evolving into a full-fledged world. Of course, he mentioned that during this evolution—apart from himself—all others would be forcibly disconnected.
Shui Wuyou was naturally prepared for the Elf Small World's transformation. After all, in a sense, the vast Faith Power from the Extreme North still belonged to her.
"Huo Wulu's legacy?" she mused upon hearing Yunxiao's question. After a pause, she replied, "He probably left something... but times have changed. Honestly, I don't even know where his original power base disappeared to. Neither of us would know—maybe not even Huo Wulu himself."
Yunxiao: "..."
"Six!"
What in the world was he hearing? Both of them had lost track of Huo Wulu's former stronghold? This was utterly absurd—how could they be this unreliable?
Shui Wu You, a legacy at the level of a God King, could elevate the Elf Small World to a higher plane of existence.
If he could also obtain Huo Wu Lu, a second God King-level legacy, the Elf Small World would undergo yet another evolution.
At the thought of this, Yunxiao had no intention of giving up.
Turning his gaze to Shui Wu You, he slowly spoke.
"Wu You Jie, regarding Wu Lu Xiong's former stronghold…"
"I'll have to trouble you to fill me in."
Such vast wealth and divine legacy—
If he were to willingly abandon it, it would be far too regrettable.
Faced with Yunxiao's questioning, Shui Wu You tilted her head in thought before finally speaking.
"Huo Wu Lu's former stronghold was known as the Land of Extreme South."
"If nothing has changed, its direction should be southwest."
"And long ago, this Land of Extreme South was a volcanic continent, filled with fire-attribute Soul Beasts and Soul Masters."
She then proceeded to reveal everything she knew about the Land of Extreme South.
In short, according to Shui Wu You's deduction, the direction was undoubtedly southwest.
Due to the shifting tectonic plates of Douluo Star, the Land of Extreme South had undergone massive changes in position.
But as for its current location?
There were only two possibilities.
First—the best-case scenario—
It remained somewhere in the endless seas of Douluo Star.
Second—the worst-case scenario—
Due to the passage of time and continental drift, it had already sunk beneath the ocean.
"So… it might be somewhere in the Endless Sea?"
"Or… it might already be submerged?"
Yunxiao: "…"
Hearing Shui Wu You's analysis, Yunxiao was rendered speechless.
Good grief. What had he just heard?
How much of Douluo Star was land?
How much was the Endless Sea?
The ratio was three to seven.
The continents covered only thirty percent, while the Endless Sea spanned seventy percent of the planet.
Seventy percent of Douluo Star was ocean.
If he had to search aimlessly, how long would it take to find it?
And if luck wasn't on his side, and the Land of Extreme South had already sunk, wouldn't that make things even more troublesome?
With a soft sigh, Yunxiao finally spoke.
"Ah… It seems that if I want to find the Land of Extreme South…"
"I'll have to wait until I become a Deity."
After all, ten thousand years ago—
When Poseidon was still a ninety-ninth-rank Peerless Douluo—
He had spent a thousand years conquering most of the Endless Sea, gathering faith to ascend to godhood.
Key point here: Poseidon.
A ninety-ninth-rank Peerless Douluo, who took a thousand years—
To conquer most of the Endless Sea, not even all of it.
This alone showed just how deep the waters of the Endless Sea truly ran.
From what I currently know, there is a Deep Sea Demon Whale King with nearly a million years of cultivation near Sea God Island.
Rather than wasting a great deal of time searching the far southern lands, it would be better to set my sights on Sea God Island.
I imagine the faith in the Sea God on that island must be abundant, wouldn't you agree, Poseidon Douluo, the High Priest of the Sea God, Poseidon?
Poseidon, I don't think you'd want anything unfortunate to happen to the entire Sea God Island, would you?
Poseidon: "..."
Poseidon: "..."
All the residents of Sea God Island: "..."
Oh no, is this coming for us?