Moon Guan's Dilemma, Bibi Dong's Sharp Tongue

Upon hearing this, Dugu Bo was immediately enraged.

When he first arrived in Spirit City, he excitedly went to spar with Yue Guan, wanting to show off his skills once again.

It turned out that the Yue Guan.

They went to find the Gui Mei, only to discover that the Old Ghost was also in seclusion!

He immediately sensed something was wrong and quickly found the most secluded hotel in the city to stay in, intending to lay low for a while.

As a result, those two guys somehow found me yesterday and forced me into a sparring match, and then... I lost the so-called bet.

Lin Hai, that kid, secretly boosted the levels of those two old geezers without even giving them a heads-up!

Who's the real family member?! They don't have a beautiful granddaughter to give to you, kid!

Just as Dugu Bo was pondering this in his heart, Yue Guan had already winked and gestured for Lin Hai to step aside, his face showing urgency and worry:

"Holy Son! My Martial Soul... seems to be malfunctioning!"

"Something went wrong?" Lin Hai was startled, his expression turning serious. "What's wrong? Tell me in detail."

Without delay, Yue Guan quickly circulated his Soul Power and summoned his Martial Soul.

Suddenly, an enormous chrysanthemum appeared out of thin air, its petals displaying a blend of purple and gold, intertwined and shimmering brilliantly.

At the center of those layers of petals, the stamen is surrounded by a faint green glow.

Lin Hai moved closer, looking at the flower from left to right, pinching the petals with his fingers, and then fiddling with the stamen:

"Very good, very healthy! And even a bit... vibrant!"

"Yes, healthy, and full of life..." Yue Guan, afraid that Lin Hai would misunderstand, stammered in agreement, then sighed heavily.

"To be honest, ever since I absorbed that Bodhi Seed, my Martial Soul Evolution into the Bodhi Sky-Reaching Chrysanthemum, and my Soul Power has reached level 97."

"Moreover, cultivation is incredibly smooth; you can hardly feel the slightest bottleneck!"

"I feel refreshed and energetic every morning, as if I've become decades younger!"

"So... where exactly is the problem?" Lin Hai was getting more and more confused. This all sounded like a good thing.

Even the Bodhi Ancient Tree and the Sea God's Divine Sense in Lin Hai cast curious glances at it.

The Bodhi Ancient Tree, in particular, couldn't understand how its offspring could have any side effects.

"The problem is..." Yue Guan glanced around warily to make sure no one was eavesdropping before whispering:

"Old Ghost and I... our Martial Soul Fusion Skill can't be used! We can't fuse anymore!"

"Tch!" The Bodhi Ancient Tree and the Sea God's consciousness almost simultaneously uttered a silent expression of disdain.

I thought it was something big, and this is all?

"Elder Ju..." Lin Hai was at a loss for words, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

"Just call me by my name, Holy Son." Yue Guan now showed Lin Hai the utmost respect.

Lin Hai waved his hand, indicating that he didn't need to do that:

"Elder Ju, I am familiar with your Martial Soul Fusion Skill, the Two Extremes Stillness Domain."

"You can tell from the name that it needs a balance between two extremes to take shape."

"Your Martial Soul has now evolved, far surpassing what it was before."

"This has caused an imbalance between the two poles between you and Ghost Elder, Martial Soul can no longer fuse perfectly as before. This is perfectly normal!"

"Besides, with your current Martial Soul and the strength of a level 97 Super Douluo, even if it were Tang Hao, he probably wouldn't be your match without fighting desperately. Why do you insist on fusing?"

"But... but..." Yue Guan frowned deeply, a conflicted look on her face, as if she had some unspeakable secret.

Seeing his expression, Lin Hai understood. He patted him on the shoulder and said meaningfully:

"Elder Ju, love is you... and him, what does it have to do with Martial Soul?"

Upon hearing this, Yue Guan's mouth gaped open wide enough to fit an egg, and his eyes widened in shock.

Has this matter... spread this far? Even the Holy Son knows?!

Just then, the rear hall door slowly opened, and a dignified and graceful figure slowly walked out.

The newcomer held a scepter, wore Purple Gold Crown, and was dressed in an elegant purple-gold-trimmed long dress.

It was Pope Bibi Dong.

She first glanced indifferently at the four people in the hall, and when her gaze swept over Lin Hai's red robe, she frowned almost imperceptibly, a hint of disdain flashing in her eyes.

He then resumed his imposing demeanor and said calmly:

"You're back."

This seemingly ordinary greeting caused Lin Hai, Gui Mei, and Dugu Bo to gape in as well, while Yue Guan's mouth opened even wider than before.

Who are you trying to fool with that "I just found out" act?!

Seeing the expressions on their faces, Bibi Dong blushed slightly, a sense of shame welling up inside her.

This was the opening line she had decided on after weighing it for half the night, and it was what she considered the most appropriate.

Why did this unfilial disciple have to challenge her? He didn't even come to pay his respects to his teacher as soon as he got back...

Hmph, if you don't come looking for me, I'll pretend you're not here!

However, being an empress, she quickly suppressed this minor emotional outburst and said calmly:

"It's about time, let's go."

After speaking, she took the lead and walked towards the main hall gate. Her long dress trailed on the ground, her posture was upright, and her back view was breathtakingly beautiful.

Seeing this, Lin Hai quickly caught up with her and walked alongside her, while simultaneously transmitting his voice:

"So, Your His Holiness the Pope? Are you ready for a showdown with me, your Holy Son?"

"Hmph, just wait until I hang you on that crooked tree with my spider silk!" Bibi Dong's voice, which was cold and arrogant, rang in Lin Hai's mind without looking at him.

"Huh?" Lin Hai's lips curled into a mischievous smile. "Isn't that the treatment I gave you because you didn't like the gift I gave you?"

"What?" Bibi Dong tilted her head slightly and glanced at him. "From what you're saying, you really brought me a gift? Give it to me!"

As she spoke, her bare hand, which did not hold the scepter, stretched out towards Lin Hai with remarkable ease.

Having been away from the Spirit Hall for eight years, Lin Hai certainly couldn't have only prepared things like Immortal Herb and Spirit Bone.

On a whim, he took out a bronze earring.

Under the cover of the two men's wide sleeves, it was placed in Bibi Dong's cool and smooth palm.

The instant he withdrew his hand, his fingertips swiftly and gently scratched her palm.

Bibi Dong's delicate body trembled almost imperceptibly. She immediately glared at him, her eyes filled with warning and some complex emotions, but in Lin Hai's eyes, she only exuded charm.

She quickly withdrew her hand, looked down at the object in her palm, and then looked at Lin Hai with a strange expression:

'An earring? And only one? The color looks like it was just dug out of a grave...it looks even uglier than your black and red outfit today!'

In Bibi Dong's stubborn aesthetic system, all colors in the world can be simply categorized into three types:

Ugly colors that are hard to look at, ordinary colors that are nothing special, and flawless purple!