Chapter 857: Collapse of the Dao Title

The West Sea Demon Emperor looked embarrassed and said awkwardly, "My Daoist title is Great Sun Demon Emperor."

The Old Dream Demon Emperor covered her mouth, barely suppressing her laughter. Even the West Sea Crown Prince lowered his head, secretly chuckling.

Jiang Fan blinked, a confused look on his face. "Elder Brother, what's wrong with the Daoist title 'Great Sun Demon Emperor'? In Buddhism, 'Great Sun' represents wisdom and light. Such a title should be very good."

The West Sea Demon Emperor became even more embarrassed. He helplessly touched his bald forehead, then lowered his head towards Jiang Fan, pointing his bare scalp directly at him. The surrounding light reflected off his smooth forehead, like a small, glowing sun.

"Oh!" Jiang Fan understood instantly. This Daoist title would be an honorable name for others, but for the West Sea Demon Emperor, it was a blatant personal attack. No wonder the Old Dream Demon Emperor avoided using it. Anyone who called the West Sea Demon Emperor 'Great Sun Demon Emperor' would surely be chased with a shoe.

Jiang Fan's mouth twitched. "Isn't this ancient saint's will a bit too much? The Daoist titles of the East Sea Demon Emperor and South Sea Demon Emperor have such beautiful meanings. One is 'Pearl of the Ocean,' and the other 'Old Dream of Jiangnan.' But when it comes to you, Elder Brother, it's just a joke?"

The West Sea Demon Emperor was touched. After all these years, someone was finally speaking up for him. Still, he cautiously pointed a finger skyward and said, "Junior Brother, thank you for speaking up for me. But be careful with some words. You might find yourself in the same situation one day."

Jiang Fan's face twitched slightly. He was genuinely worried that this so-called ancient saint's will might mess with him when he broke through to the Nascent Soul stage. What if it gave him a title like 'Rogue Venerable'? He would curse on the spot.

"Then I'll just call you Elder Brother Xi," Jiang Fan said.

The West Sea Demon Emperor nodded repeatedly. "Yes, yes, that's fine." Anything was fine as long as he wasn't called 'Elder Brother Great Sun.'

The Old Dream Demon Emperor suppressed her smile and added, "Oh, by the way, I also bestowed Jiang Fan the title of King of the South Sea, of a different surname."

The West Sea Demon Emperor waved his hand grandly. "Then I'll also bestow Junior Brother Jiang the title of King of the West Sea, of a different surname!"

And so, Jiang Fan, the dual Sea King, was born.

Jiang Fan cast a grateful look at the Old Dream Demon Emperor, thankful that she had secured such benefits for him. The Old Dream Demon Emperor smiled softly, feeling very satisfied. However, seeing the Heaven-Deceiving Divine Pearl in his hand, she couldn't help but feel envious and asked, "West Sea Demon Emperor, where exactly did this Heaven-Deceiving Divine Pearl come from? Could you reveal that?"

She was too curious. Nothing like it had ever appeared before, and no historical records had ever mentioned such a divine pearl. It seemed to have appeared out of thin air.

The West Sea Demon Emperor gave a wry smile. "I wish I knew where it came from myself. You wouldn't believe it if I told you. This Heaven-Deceiving Divine Pearl simply fell from the sky. It happened a hundred years ago, and it happened again this time. A pearl just fell out of nowhere, our sea demon clan found it, and brought it to the palace."

The Old Dream Demon Emperor looked astonished. Jiang Fan, too, gazed at the divine pearl in his palm, marveling. So, the Heaven-Deceiving Divine Pearl didn't originate from the sea, but from the heavens?

What exactly was going on in the boundless azure sky above? Ancient giants fell from it, and now this heaven-defying Heaven-Deceiving Divine Pearl. The few people in the hall speculated about this for a long time.

The joyous banquet concluded. Everyone was slightly tipsy and was arranged to rest. Perhaps it was due to drinking the Moonlight Wine, but Jiang Fan's alcohol tolerance seemed to have increased significantly, and he was already sober by the time he reached his room.

He sat cross-legged and first took out the Evil Eye Venerable's eyeball, beginning to refine it. A little less than half a day later, the bloody eyeball transformed into a clear, transparent glass bead, like crystal carving. For easy use, he threaded it onto a sturdy string and hung it around his neck. After completing this, a faint light entered the guest room. The sun must have already risen high above the sea. Before the Old Dream Demon Emperor left, he had something to do.

At the West Sea Heavenly Prison, several late-stage Core Formation sea demons typically stood guard. Today, however, Shadow of the Candle, the First Martial Minister, personally guarded the location. This was because an extremely important prisoner was temporarily held there: the deposed South Sea Demon Emperor, Zhuo Yin!

Having resigned himself to his fate, Zhuo Yin quickly adapted to his status as a prisoner. He ate, drank, and hummed tunes contentedly, quite enjoying himself.

"Zhuo Yin, it's time to come out." Shadow of the Candle stepped forward and unlocked the chains of the cage.

Upon hearing this, Zhuo Yin immediately became wary. "Who's fetching me? I won't go with anyone except Old Dream." He understood the situation clearly. Many wished him dead. Only the Old Dream Demon Emperor and the South Sea royal family wouldn't let him die. Therefore, he now trusted only the Old Dream Demon Emperor. He wouldn't follow anyone else.

"It's me." A cool, clear voice sounded. It was the Old Dream Demon Emperor!

Zhuo Yin rejoiced, immediately threw down the wine in his hand, and scurried out of the cell. At the doorway, he saw the graceful figure in a light green long dress from a distance. Who else could it be but the Old Dream Demon Emperor?

Just as he was about to step out, he scrutinized the Old Dream Demon Emperor once more.

"What are you looking at?" the Old Dream Demon Emperor frowned.

Zhuo Yin carefully examined her body surface and instantly relaxed. "Heh, I was checking if that brat Jiang Fan was impersonating you. I know he's dying to tear me to pieces. Seeing that your body isn't covered in bubbles, I'm relieved. That kid relies entirely on bubbles to move around underwater."

The Old Dream Demon Emperor ignored him. She turned and walked towards the palace exit. Zhuo Yin glanced left and right, then quickly followed behind her, cautiously looking around, fearing Jiang Fan might suddenly appear. Only after they were far outside the palace did he finally relax, bursting into unrestrained laughter. "Ah, haha, I finally got my life back! That Jiang Fan must have been fuming all night, right?"

Seeing that the Old Dream Demon Emperor paid him no mind, Zhuo Yin began to smirk. "Old Dream, aren't you curious about what I told your pretty boy? I told him that when I return, I'll live lavishly and enjoy the South Sea that you've managed so well for me. You and the royal family won't kill me; you'll even take good care of me. I also told him that I'll sleep with you every day, in ways he never could, as I please, playing however I want. And I'll make you bear my child, willingly giving birth for me. Hahaha!"

The Old Dream Demon Emperor finally stopped and slowly turned around. Zhuo Yin greatly anticipated seeing Old Dream's fury, knowing she couldn't harm him. He wanted to cling to her, haunting her for the rest of her life, never leaving her alone!

However, what made Zhuo Yin slightly frown was that the Old Dream Demon Emperor's face was calm, without a hint of emotion. Her words, too, stunned him.

"You already said all that yesterday."

Zhuo Yin was suspicious. He had said those words to Jiang Fan; how could Old Dream know? But then, he realized something, and his pupils contracted. Staring at the Old Dream Demon Emperor in front of him, a terrible thought flashed through his mind, and he stammered, "You... you're not Old Dream!"