"Ghost Douluo, what are you doing?!"
Yu Xiaogang felt a wave of dread as Ghost Douluo suddenly approached, his aura thick with killing intent.
Ghost Douluo didn't respond. Yu Xiaogang wasn't worth his words. Instead, he let his actions speak for him.
First, he confiscated the two tokens from Yu Xiaogang's storage soul tool.
Wait... why were there two?
Ghost Douluo hesitated briefly, glancing at Yu Xiaogang with curiosity.
But it didn't matter whether there was one or two—he took them both.
"That's my Elder Token! Ghost Douluo, you have no authority to strip me of my position!"
Yu Xiaogang roared indignantly, clutching onto his delusions of importance.
Ghost Douluo remained silent.
Crack!
Yu Xiaogang screamed in agony as Ghost Douluo broke one of his legs without hesitation.
"You dare break my leg?! Aren't you afraid of Bibi Dong's wrath? Of retribution from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan? Or revenge from my disciple?!"
Yu Xiaogang's voice trembled with disbelief. This punishment was far harsher than he had imagined.
Even so, as a Soul Master, he managed to stand on one leg and hop awkwardly.
Ghost Douluo frowned in dissatisfaction. Bibi Dong's orders were clear—Yu Xiaogang was to crawl back to Heaven Dou City.
With a light touch to Yu Xiaogang's other leg, Ghost Douluo infused it with deathly energy. Soon, the leg would wither and rot, forcing Yu Xiaogang to crawl.
Satisfied with his work, Ghost Douluo nodded.
"Guards, throw the former Elder Yu out of Spirit City!"
Ghost Douluo's voice was calm, yet commanding.
Within moments, two guards—both Soul Emperors—lifted Yu Xiaogang and unceremoniously hurled him out of Spirit City.
Against these guards, Yu Xiaogang, a mere Soul Grandmaster, stood no chance of resistance.
When Ghost Douluo returned to report to Bibi Dong, her gaze lingered on him briefly before she nodded.
Although the process had been a bit rough, Ghost Douluo had carried out her orders perfectly.
"Your Holiness, I bring good news!"
At that moment, Chrysanthemum Douluo strolled into the Pope's Hall, his steps light and his demeanor excited.
Judging by his expression, he clearly considered the news to be a major victory.
"Speak."
"The Young Lord has sent word, confirmed by the Shrine Hall: Tang Hao is dead!"
Chrysanthemum Douluo's report brought a subtle shift to Bibi Dong's otherwise indifferent expression.
The "Young Lord" he mentioned was none other than Bibi Dong's daughter, Qian Renxue.
"How did Tang Hao die?"
Strictly speaking, Tang Hao was an unlikely benefactor to Bibi Dong. Without him, her plan to kill Qian Xunji would have been nearly impossible.
"Your Holiness, the Shrine Hall has not disclosed the details..." Chrysanthemum Douluo admitted, his excitement dimming slightly.
Though the specifics were unknown, a decree from the Grand Worshipper himself ensured the truth of Tang Hao's death.
Bibi Dong fell into silent contemplation.
"Your Holiness, about Tang Hao's son—should we..." Chrysanthemum Douluo trailed off, drawing a finger across his neck to suggest killing Tang San.
Bibi Dong's cold gaze silenced Chrysanthemum Douluo instantly.
Realizing his mistake, his initial enthusiasm evaporated, replaced by trepidation. Did Bibi Dong need him to tell her how to deal with such matters?
"Tang San, the son of the Haotian Sect remnant, is a twin Martial Soul user. However, his second Martial Soul is already crippled. If he absorbs another pair of rings simultaneously, he will undoubtedly explode."
"Tang Hao is dead. For now, we'll let this sinner's son live."
Bibi Dong's tone was icy, her decision final.
Chrysanthemum Douluo was stunned.
He's a twin Martial Soul user! Even if there's a risk of explosion, wouldn't killing him now eliminate future problems?
Despite his thoughts, he dared not voice them.
"Your Holiness is wise!" Chrysanthemum Douluo declared, though his heart was cursing otherwise.
Wise, my foot...
Ghost Douluo remained silent, standing by the side. He and Chrysanthemum Douluo were all too familiar with the events of the past.
If not for their Martial Soul Fusion Technique and Titled Douluo rank, they might have been silenced back then.
Fortunately, their loyalty and discretion over the years had kept them alive.
Meanwhile, at Dai Mubai's side...
"I wonder how Li Si is doing. It's been so long without any news—has he already become a god?"
Dai Mubai muttered to himself, recalling his counterpart in another world.
The flow of time between their worlds was different, and Dai Mubai had no idea how far Li Si had progressed.
To the gods, this might be a game or a challenge.
But for Dai Mubai and Li Si, it was a difficult, life-altering journey.
"Eh, who knows? Maybe he's living better than I am now."
"As the protagonist of his world, no matter how poorly he's doing, it can't be that bad..."
Shaking off these thoughts, Dai Mubai turned and walked toward Xiao Wu, who was resting with her eyes closed.
The month-long break passed quickly, and the qualifiers for the All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament began.
As Dai Mubai and his companions headed to the venue arranged by the Heaven Dou Imperial Family...
In the Douluo Continent world:
The Blue Silver Forest, an expanse of lush wilderness filled almost entirely with glowing blue silver grass.
Unlike other forests, the soul beasts here were unusually tranquil, giving the area the appearance of a paradise for soul beasts.
Suddenly, a voice echoed in Li Si's mind:
"Your Majesty, is that you? Have you returned?"
The voice was warm and kind, like that of an elderly man.
Li Si immediately understood—it was the Blue Silver King.
"I am the son of the Blue Silver Empress, not your former king."
The Blue Silver Empress, or A-Yin, was both the Blue Silver Emperor and the Blue Silver Queen. Li Si was no fool like Tang San; he didn't need to ask obvious questions.
"Sigh..."
The Blue Silver King sighed, its tone heavy with sorrow. It had known of the Blue Silver Emperor's demise and subsequent rebirth.
It had also lived long enough to understand the sacrifices she had made.
"When Her Majesty left the Blue Silver Forest, I strongly opposed it. The human world is full of deceit..."
The Blue Silver King had seen much more of life than A-Yin ever had. While A-Yin was born royalty, the Blue Silver King had risen from humble beginnings, taking over 85,000 years to reach its current status.
(Chapter End)
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