Chapter 548 - 27: Are You Saying I’m Mentally Unhealthy?

Fortunately, she was positioned rather far back, so the crowd, still reeling in shock from Su Zhou’s actions, didn’t notice that she had collapsed in fear.

Only Tang Yuan, who was standing beside her, glanced at the Transformed Divine Bird with sympathy. He tried to comfort her, "Don’t worry, Miss Jin. I can tell Captain Su doesn’t actually like eating duck necks. The last time he, Mr. Shao, and I went to get some braised snacks, he only bought toothpick beef, braised chicken wings, braised duck feet, and some lotus root slices."

"Don’t say another word! Isn’t that even more terrifying?!" Now, Jin Qiong’s wings and feet began to ache with phantom pain. She bit her lip, her face deathly pale. It made one wonder—could she even cry?

Of course, the one improvement from last time was that she didn’t actually cry.

However, what was worse than last time was that Jin Qiong hadn’t cried only because she was so terrified her tear ducts had forgotten how to function.

’...M-maybe Su Zhou was just really hungry.’

He never expected Su Zhou to just dig in so bluntly. For a moment, even the Daoist Saint couldn’t come up with an explanation... but after he gave up trying, the Daoist Saint realized there was truly nothing to explain!

’It was an enemy Divine Beast, so what if Su Zhou ate it? Who cares! Su Zhou’s public image, promoted worldwide, isn’t carefully crafted like Jin Qiong’s "perfect little Angel" persona. His is allowed to run wild. Even if this video leaks, as long as we deploy enough online commentators and use it to publicize the brutality of the Beast God Realm, we can most likely spin our way out of it.’

’And even if we can’t, it doesn’t matter... After all, the strong earn the right to be willful, and as a young man, Su Zhou had that in spades.’

’It’s just a bit of a shame. After all, the Ghost Car bloodline has long been lost in Zhengguo. Who knows if there are any others left in the Beast God Realm...’

’Hopefully Su Zhou leaves some leftovers for research material.’

’Of course, when he gets back, we absolutely have to check his mental state. We’ll need to use the most detailed, yet least offensive, testing method possible!’

His mind made up, the Daoist Saint unclenched his fist.

Only then did he realize his palm was drenched in sweat.

Watching this livestream was more exhausting than fighting a battle himself.

「A few hours later.」

Seemingly aware that the Ghost Car was dead, the Feather Race forces surrounding the Two Realms Fortress retreated in a panic. The forces from Earth didn’t pursue, allowing them to depart freely.

Meanwhile, drones and scout robots across the Beast God Realm reported that, with the exception of the Mao Race’s territory, the lands of the other four major races had all descended into various states of chaos. Almost all of the Spirit Beast troops in the Beast God Realm had temporarily lost their will to fight.

"This is the perfect opportunity for us to intervene in the Beast God Realm’s power structure! They’ve lost their supreme leader, and the other potential successors can’t immediately seize ultimate control over their respective races!"

A dozen similar suggestions were proposed in an instant. After all, any Cultivator from any nation with even a modicum of understanding about the Beast God Realm knew that if they led the way with powerful Mimic Dao Cultivators, they could make a portion of the realm’s Spirit Beasts switch sides without even having to fight.

Without a doubt, now that their Beast King was gone, a powerful Mimic Dao Cultivator from Earth was, in the eyes of those Spirit Beast troops, a ’Venerable Lord Master’ who could vie for the throne of the Beast God Realm.

This was a golden opportunity. It had to be said, the negative consequences of the Divine Beasts’ excessive brainwashing of their underlings were now beginning to surface.

「Fourteen hours later.」

Su Zhou, having returned to his human form, arrived back at the Two Realms Teleportation Gate, surrounded and escorted by a large, subservient throng of Spirit Beasts from the Beast God Realm.

"A psychiatrist? For me? You think I need one?"

Back in the fortress camp, Su Zhou faced the Daoist Saint and the others, pointing at himself in confusion. "Are you saying I’m mentally unwell?"

"No, you’re perfectly normal, it’s just..." The Daoist Saint had intended to reassure Su Zhou, to tell him that his mind was perfectly sound, but perhaps his values were a little... skewed.

But to his surprise, the young man slapped his thigh and declared with utmost seriousness:

"I was thinking the same thing!"