Zhu Zhuqing and Bibi Dong

He didn't stay in the Pope's Palace for long. After leaving behind the method of Silver Needle Acupoint Stimulation that the Soul Saint had taught him, Su Cheng left alone.

Although they each had their own thoughts during the conversation, they tacitly avoided mentioning Qian Renxue throughout the entire process.

The reason for making this exchange was naturally because of Bibi Dong's identity.

The Slaughter King in Slaughter City is no law-abiding character.

Without a powerful figure to guide him and make that Slaughter King wary, who knows what kind of trouble he might cause in the shadows? That guy won't let the God of Slaughter be born so easily.

However, as long as the Slaughter King doesn't resort to underhanded tactics, Su Cheng believes that with Zhu Zhuqing's abilities and strength, she will definitely be able to gain excellent training there and better integrate the Hell White Tiger Martial Soul.

Whether the other party would die there was not within his consideration.

Zhu Zhuqing is a tiger, not a canary. She has her own choices and decisions, and her own path to walk.

Su Cheng did not feel he had the right to restrict the other party.

All he could do was offer suggestions and help the other party as much as possible.

Zhu Zhuqing did not reject Su Cheng's suggestion.

Three days later, Bibi Dong, having finished her business, set off for the Slaughter City.

As they walked down the street, both of them felt a little strange.

Zhu Zhuqing wondered what kind of offer Su Cheng had made to move this supreme His Holiness the Pope, who was willing to condescend to act as her bodyguard, sending her on her training journey as a mere Soul King.

She knew that she was indeed quite talented, but she was also aware that talent was one thing, but whether she could realize it was another.

Her teammate Tang San Innate Full Soul Power and possessed the Clear Sky Hammer and Twin Martial Souls. He was extremely talented, but now he is already half-useless.

Bibi Dong secretly marveled at Zhu Zhuqing's deep foundation.

She hadn't paid much attention to it before.

Upon closer inspection today, I realized that the other party's physical qualities, Spiritual Power strength, and even physical coordination far exceeded the level expected of Soul King.

However, besides all that, what intrigued her most was the other person's identity.

Upon meeting her, Bibi Dong immediately recognized that the girl was none other than the Soul King who had nearly died at Xiao Xue's hands in the competition a few days prior.

Thinking about Su Cheng's actions, I felt a strange sense of schadenfreude.

What is your relationship with Su Cheng?

Despite having some distracting thoughts, Bibi Dong maintained a calm demeanor on the surface, perfectly embodying the Pope's dignified and noble presence.

"He is a very good friend of mine," Zhu Zhuqing said solemnly.

"Friend?" Bibi Dong glanced at her and scoffed, "Do you know what price he paid to get me to take you to the Slaughter City?"

"I don't know." Zhu Zhuqing shook her head. "I think friends shouldn't be too concerned about these things, and I will repay him in the future."

At this moment, she no longer had her usual taciturn demeanor.

When facing Bibi Dong, she kept a very low profile, answered every question, and was exceptionally respectful.

In fact, she had been waiting for the other person to speak for a long time.

If Bibi Dong doesn't speak up, it will be difficult for her to find room to maneuver, as the difference in status and strength between the two is simply too great.

Bibi Dong glanced at her but didn't say anything more.

At this moment, Zhu Zhuqing suddenly spoke up, saying, "Su Cheng is very capable."

"Huh?" Bibi Dong was taken aback by what she heard, wondering why the other party had suddenly said that.

Whether Su Cheng is powerful or not has nothing to do with me. Does he want me to take care of him?

However, Zhu Zhuqing's next words stunned her.

"I think you should avoid him having too much contact with that Qian Renxue."

"..." Bibi Dong gave her a slightly strange look. "What do you mean?"

Zhu Zhuqing looked respectful.

"I am of lowly ability and should not be saying these things to you, but you are the person I have always admired the most."

"You, without the support of your family, were able to reach the pinnacle of the continent's strongest as a woman. You are the goal and idol of all female Soul Master, a banner for them."

"Qian Renxue, relying solely on her talent and strength, is naturally far inferior to you."

"But if you get Su Cheng's help, it will be completely different. He is very capable, and with his help, Qian Renxue's improvement speed may exceed your imagination."

"It might even one day threaten your position in the Spirit Hall."

Zhu Zhuqing was unaware of the relationship between Qian Renxue and Bibi Dong.

But it's clear that they have conflicts with each other.

Many things don't need to be described in words; the identity and attitude of the parties involved are the answer in themselves.

In the past, the position of Pope of the Spirit Hall was always passed down from the Qian Family lineage. It was not until Bibi Dong that the position was changed, and there must be some hidden reason behind it.

As a descendant of the Qian Family, would Qian Renxue be willing to simply hand over the position that rightfully belongs to her?

Moreover, she has the Elder Hall Master Qian Daoliu standing behind her, so there will inevitably be friction between the two forces.

Even if there are other reasons, the attitudes between the two parties prove everything.

During her time at the Spirit Hall, Zhu Zhuqing had observed for a long time and had long since discovered the discord between Qian Renxue and Bibi Dong.

Bibi Dong, as the Pope, had no real power over Qian Renxue, and Qian Renxue never took this nominal leader of the Spirit Hall seriously.

"Little girl, you've got some nerve."

Bibi Dong snorted coldly, a cold glint flashing in her eyes.

A chilling Killing Intent, sharp as a blade, hovered between Zhu Zhuqing's neck and his.

"Your His Holiness the Pope forgive me; I misspoke."

Zhu Zhuqing feigned panic and quickly apologized.

She could sense that the Killing Intent was extremely fake.

"I just hope you can nurture Su Cheng well; he will bring you many surprises."

Bibi Dong then composed herself and returned to calm.

I was speechless.

He secretly wondered what was going on with this little girl.

"Your His Holiness the Pope, to tell you the truth, I actually have another identity," Zhu Zhuqing continued.

"You've probably heard of the Hell White Tiger Martial Soul Fusion Skill. It's a unique skill formed by the White Tiger Martial Soul of the Dai Family, the Star Luo Imperial Family, and the Netherworld Nether Civet Martial Soul of the Zhu Family, a noble family. To maintain their rule, the Dai Family has always maintained a tradition of intermarriage with the Zhu Family for generations."

"The descendants of the Dai Family and Zhu Family families also have the Royal Bloodline of the Star Luo Empire flowing through their veins. I am from the Zhu Family and can be considered half of the Star Luo Imperial Family."

"Originally, my Martial Soul was the Hell Spirit Cat, but due to a special encounter, my Martial Soul awakened and evolved again, becoming the Hell White Tiger, possessing power comparable to the Martial Soul Fusion Skill of the two major families."

"Now that my Martial Soul has been exposed, I will naturally be met with hostility and targeting from the Imperial Dai Family, but correspondingly, many nobles will also support me."

Zhu Zhuqing spoke eloquently, her words carrying profound meaning.

Combining the memories from the dream with the upheaval that once occurred in the Heaven Dou Empire.

She had already deduced that the person impersonating Xue Qinghe in reality must also be Qian Renxue.

From this perspective, the ambitions of the Spirit Hall become quite clear.

The purpose of saying these words at this time is extremely clear.

This was to demonstrate its strategic value to Bibi Dong.

Moreover, in her opinion, there was nothing wrong with the Spirit Hall ruling Star Luo Empire.

The Spirit Hall has always been well-regarded by the people and is not known for its bloodthirstiness.

If we wait for the Spirit Hall to start a war, it might not be a good thing. It would be better to deal with those hidden dangers as soon as possible.

It doesn't really matter who controls the empire. It's essentially a union of nobles, with the emperor being just the highest-ranking noble. The same would be true if the Spirit Hall were in power.

As for herself, she had no desire for power; preserving the family line was enough for her.

"..."

Bibi Dong narrowed her eyes slightly and glanced sideways, scrutinizing the girl beside her who was not yet fifteen years old for the first time.

After a long silence, he slowly spoke, "What do you want?"

"I don't want to join the Spirit Hall, nor do I want to serve anyone. I want to become your personal disciple."

Several days later, the two arrived at a small town.

The moment she stepped inside, Zhu Zhuqing suddenly paused slightly and glanced around sharply.

The town was small, but it had a strange atmosphere that sent chills down her spine.

Bibi Dong was somewhat surprised by what she saw, and secretly marveled at the child's strong perception.

He said calmly, "Don't worry, just follow me."

Soon, the two arrived at a tavern in the middle of the town.

The air inside the tavern was very stuffy, and the decor was predominantly black. Even though it was daytime, it gave off a gloomy and cold feeling.

There weren't many diners in the room at the moment, and no one was talking, so it was very quiet.

However, as two slender figures walked in, they instantly attracted a lot of attention.

Although they were all wearing masks at this time.

But her figure alone is enough to ignite a man's lust and make it hard for him to control himself.

However, those who can sit here are all desperate criminals who have lived on the edge of death, so they are naturally more cautious and will not make a move easily.

Moreover, those two people exuded an unusually cold aura.

For a moment, although greedy gazes continued to fall, no one took the initiative to speak.

After the two found a seat at random, a waiter dressed in black with an indifferent expression came over.

What would you like to order?

"Give me a Bloody Mary."

The waiter's expression changed slightly as he sized up the two of them. "Are you sure?"

Bibi Dong's gaze swept over him, making his scalp tingle. He immediately dared not say anything more and turned away.

In a short while, a glass of murky liquid was served.

The liquid was dark red and emitted a strong, pungent smell of blood.

Bibi Dong pushed the cup and moved it in front of Zhu Zhuqing.

"Drink it."

Zhu Zhuqing's nostrils twitched slightly, and her brows furrowed gently beneath her mask. She then looked at Bibi Dong. "Human blood?"

Bibi Dong raised an eyebrow slightly; the child before her surprised her once again.

He then nodded slightly and said, "That's right."

"Do I have to drink it?"

"You must drink it."

Many people are secretly watching them.

Seeing that he only ordered a Bloody Mary and hadn't touched it for a long time, he secretly guessed that the two of them were probably just bluffing and were just two novices.

A chorus of cheers and whistles erupted, the words carrying a hint of madness, as if venting some kind of emotion.

"These two don't even dare to drink a Bloody Mary, yet they expect to get in?"

"Two women dare to come here? Are they out of their minds?"

"Haha, come and play with this old man, maybe I can even help you out."

"..."

Ignoring the surrounding noise and shouts, Zhu Zhuqing picked up her wine glass and drank the scarlet liquid in one gulp.

The taste was terrible, with a fishy and salty flavor and a hint of sourness. The strong smell of blood instantly filled Zhu Zhuqing's mouth.

Bibi Dong ignored the jeering and mocking people, and looked at her calmly, saying, "How does it feel?"

"Nausea."

Despite saying this, Zhu Zhuqing's tone did not change much.

Moreover, she could sense that this "Bloody Mary" contained a special energy that could enhance Soul Power.

Even so, she had no intention of continuing to drink it.

That taste was absolutely disgusting.

Although she doesn't shy away from such trivial matters, she doesn't want to make herself suffer.

And he made up his mind that if this was indeed the so-called Slaughter City, he would try his best not to drink these things in the future.

This idea, however, has nothing to do with the taste of Bloody Mary.

She remembered Su Cheng telling her that during the growth process, Soul Master inevitably acquire various complex attributes, but if possible, they should try to avoid the influence of excess impurities on their bodies.

Even something as rare as the Immortal Herb is not recommended to be consumed in large quantities by Su Cheng, let alone this beverage of unknown origin.

Who knows if there are other hidden dangers involved?

"Kill them."

Just as Zhu Zhuqing was pondering, she suddenly heard Bibi Dong's cold voice.

She frowned upon hearing this, but did not act immediately.

She was not bloodthirsty, nor did she ever think of taking someone's life over a few words.

"Don't worry, none of the people here are good people. They've got at least a dozen murders on their hands," Bibi Dong said softly.

"Every single one of them is a wanted criminal from the Spirit Hall. The Slaughter City is actually just a garbage dump for this continent."

Hearing these words coming from the mouth of the dignified Pope of the Spirit Hall, Zhu Zhuqing was immediately surprised.

He quickly understood the significance of this place, but he didn't question why the righteous Spirit Hall hadn't wiped it out.

She wasn't naive; she knew the principle that it's better to guide than to block.

There is always shadow under the light, and leaving such a place to exist is a good thing for everyone in the normal world.

Before she could even make a move, the nearest thin, dark figure suddenly sprang up, "Hehehe, let me kill you all first."

A sharp dagger pierced out from a tricky angle, aiming straight for Zhu Zhuqing's vital chest, clearly demonstrating considerable experience in sneak attacks.

Zhu Zhuqing's face beneath the mask was unusually calm. She turned slightly and easily snatched the dagger with her right hand.

He immediately stabbed back, the knife piercing deep into the opponent's heart.

The opponent's aura was not strong, at most Soul Elder, and she could easily deal with him without even releasing her Martial Soul.

"Huh?"

Zhu Zhuqing turned around in surprise, her gaze sweeping over her surroundings.

After she made her move, not a single one of the thirty-odd people in the tavern managed to escape.

Apart from the seven Soul Masters, the others were ordinary people who didn't even possess Soul Power.

Even so, they all quickly drew their weapons and prepared to fight, without hesitating for a moment because they had just easily killed a Soul Master.

"This is a test, a test Slaughter City. If we kill them, we can enter the Slaughter City."

Suddenly someone shouted loudly, and everyone's eyes turned bloodshot instantly, and they rushed over as if in a frenzy.

A colossal White Tiger phantom floated behind him, its transparent wings unfurling. Five terrifying Soul Ring— yellow, yellow, purple, black, and black—appeared instantly.

The next moment, a gentle breeze suddenly swept through the entire tavern.

"Field?"

Bibi Dong had been watching coldly from the sidelines, was suddenly somewhat surprised.

She hadn't expected that Zhu Zhuqing also possessed Talent Domain, and it seemed to be at a very high level.

Moreover, this is not the kind of conventional, all-encompassing domain, but rather an extreme domain that focuses on specific attacks, somewhat similar to Su Cheng's Sword Dao Domain.

Then, a figure as swift as the wind flashed through the air.

With each slash of claws, without even using Soul Skill, the entire tavern was filled with corpses in less than a minute.

Bibi Dong pursed her lips and looked at Zhu Zhuqing.

"You are indeed good, and you are very suitable for this place."

"Remember, Slaughter City, you can only rely on yourself. There are no friends or partners there, only enemies."

"Kill everyone who poses a threat to you, win the annual championship of the Hell Slaughter Arena, and I will come to pick you up."

Zhu Zhuqing nodded slightly, "Okay, teacher."

"Call me that again when you get out alive."

She didn't say anything more after hearing this, turned around and walked to the bar, easily tearing it to shreds with a single claw.

Then, a powerful surge of Soul Power condensed in his right hand and slammed it heavily onto the ground.

With a deafening roar, a huge hole appeared in the ground, and a chilling wind blew up from below.

Without hesitation, Zhu Zhuqing leaped down and jumped directly into the dark cave on the ground.

After falling several meters, a long tunnel stretched downwards in front of her, and a cold, eerie atmosphere constantly blew against her body.

As she walked through the passageway, she seemed lost in thought.

Before leaving Spirit City, Su Cheng gave her a general description of the place.

This is an excellent place to train your will and hone your combat skills.

Moreover, the legacy of the gods is hidden here.

But Su Cheng also told her that even if there were such an opportunity, she should not covet the Godhood Inheritance, as it would not be of much significance.

Furthermore, the final reward of the Slaughter City, the Divine Slaughter's Domain, is also not important.

For her, the most valuable things about this place were the lessons learned from life-and-death battles and its unique atmosphere.

Her own Netherworld White Tiger Martial Soul possesses great potential for development.

As long as you can truly make good use of this Martial Soul, other external things are actually irrelevant.

Here, what she needs to do is enjoy the battle as much as possible, but never indulge in the thrill of killing...

After Zhu Zhuqing had walked more than a thousand meters, a cold voice suddenly came from all directions.

"Welcome to the Slaughter City. This is the capital of hell, a world filled with carnage. Here, you can get anything you want, but the price is your life."

Thousands of days