Bibi Dong's Enormous Harvest, Phantom Light Spirit Grass

"Phantom Light Spirit Grass!"

Ji Wushuang's eyes widened in shock.

The plant stood about a foot tall. Its slender stem was pale purple, and its leaves resembled thin wings, shimmering with a dreamlike sheen as though multicolored light flowed across them. At its peak bloomed a spiderweb-shaped flower with transparent petals veined in purple.

"This was discovered in the nest of a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, the Purple Winged Spider Emperor. Yue Guan said it was an Immortal Grade Herb, but unfortunately, it was still far from maturity."

"It would need to grow for another thousand years in a place rich in energy before it could fully mature. By then, everything would have changed beyond recognition, so there was no need to wait."

"Yue Guan said this Phantom Light Spirit Grass can help increase Spiritual Power and assist in breaking through Spiritual Power bottlenecks. Take it and use it."

"Immortal Grade Herbs all have specific methods of consumption. You should know them yourself."

Ji Wushuang looked at the Phantom Light Spirit Grass, unable to hide the temptation in his eyes. "Teacher, you absorbed the Purple Winged Spider Emperor's Spirit Ring and Spirit Bone. This Phantom Light Spirit Grass is more suitable for you—it will help with your cultivation and increase your Spiritual Power, and it also complements the Purple Winged Spider Emperor's soul skills."

"You are the Pope of Spirit Hall and need strength more than I do. I'm still young. Perhaps I'll obtain other Immortal Grade Herbs in the future."

Bibi Dong narrowed her beautiful eyes slightly. "Are you saying... your teacher is old?"

"Uh... no, not at all! Teacher, you're young and beautiful, in the bloom of youth!" Ji Wushuang waved his hands repeatedly, wishing he could slap himself twice.

"Hypocrite!" Bibi Dong said flatly. "Your teacher is nearly forty, yet you say I'm in the bloom of youth. Couldn't you at least think through your words before speaking?"

Ji Wushuang felt embarrassed inside, but he continued praising her on the surface. "What are you saying, Teacher? You look younger than a twenty-year-old girl, and you possess beauty that could topple kingdoms and cities. You are undoubtedly the most beautiful woman in the world!"

"And you hold great power as the Pope of Spirit Hall. Every woman in the world sees you as a role model!"

Bibi Dong lightly stirred her tea with a jade finger. As she listened to his words, she flicked her finger, sending several droplets of water onto Ji Wushuang's face.

"Smooth talker!"

Ji Wushuang was secretly speechless.

The corners of Bibi Dong's lips could not stop rising. Clearly, she found his words very pleasing!

Sure enough...

When dealing with women, you just had to say whatever they liked to hear!

Even the Pope was the same!

"Teacher, you should still use this Phantom Light Spirit Grass. I have no need for it." Ji Wushuang placed the box containing the Phantom Light Spirit Grass beside Bibi Dong's hand.

Bibi Dong said calmly, "There is no reason for your teacher to take back something I've given away. Take it."

Ji Wushuang promptly took it back. "Then this disciple will gratefully accept it. Teacher, do you have any other instructions?"

Bibi Dong said, "Continue cultivating on your own during this time. Your teacher has decided to enter seclusion for a while. If you need anything, you may speak with Ye Lingyuan. The two of you have met several times already. The main reason I placed her by your side was to protect you."

As soon as Bibi Dong finished speaking, Ye Lingyuan appeared behind Ji Wushuang.

"For the past two years, Ye Lingyuan has been watching over you on my behalf. To keep you from finding out, she remained hidden in the shadows. I hope you do not overthink it," Bibi Dong said frankly.

Ji Wushuang smiled. "Everything Teacher has done was for this disciple's sake. This disciple feels nothing but gratitude toward Teacher and has no other thoughts."

Bibi Dong was very satisfied with that answer.

Whether it was true or not, at least it was pleasant to hear.

Bibi Dong said calmly, "Ye Lingyuan, while I am away, you will take my place. Accompany Ji Wushuang in Combat Training twice a day, once in the morning and once in the evening!"

Ye Lingyuan respectfully replied, "This subordinate obeys!"

Bibi Dong waved her hand, turned, and left. In the blink of an eye, she vanished from Ji Wushuang's sight.

Looking at Ye Lingyuan's pretty face, which was not much inferior to Bibi Dong's, Ji Wushuang asked with a smile, "My Lady Bishop, shall we begin Combat Training tomorrow, or start tonight?"

Ye Lingyuan smiled. "Let's start tonight! For the past two years, I've watched you practice swordsmanship in that Bamboo Forest. I've really wanted to see just how strong your sword is!"

Ji Wushuang asked, "For the past two years, did you know everything I did? Did you see it all?"

A teasing glint appeared in Ye Lingyuan's eyes as she smiled. "I know what you're worried about! Don't worry, I'm not that bored, nor am I a professional spy! I was merely carrying out Your Excellency the Pope's orders and observing your cultivation progress. As for what you did outside of cultivation, I did not pay much attention!"

A trace of embarrassment flashed through Ji Wushuang's eyes as he tried to explain, "My Lady Bishop, you misunderstand. That wasn't what I meant."

Ye Lingyuan smiled mischievously. "Then what did you mean?"

"Nothing... I didn't mean anything..." Ji Wushuang said no more and leaped away, his retreat looking somewhat flustered.

Ye Lingyuan shook her head and laughed.

He was clearly only an eight-year-old boy, yet he thought about so much!

Deep within the Pope's Palace.

Inside a secret chamber known only to Bibi Dong.

Bibi Dong sat cross-legged. Purple light shimmered in her beautiful eyes, but at that moment, blood-red light suddenly emerged within them. One grotesque dark green spider after another appeared in every corner of the secret chamber. Some had even climbed onto Bibi Dong's delicate body, yet she remained completely indifferent, as though she had not seen them at all.

Time passed bit by bit.

The blood-red light in Bibi Dong's eyes grew increasingly dazzling, even overwhelming the purple at their depths.

A splitting headache suddenly surged through her.

"Absorbing so much energy at once was still too much!"

"As expected, the soul of a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast isn't so easy to devour!"

The sun was setting.

Ji Wushuang frowned deeply as he looked at the Phantom Light Spirit Grass in the box.

Something about Bibi Dong's condition today had seemed off to him.

There was a strong possibility that she had developed a mental problem.

Bibi Dong's Second Martial Soul was the Soul Devouring Spider Emperor, which belonged to the same category as the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger.

Both relied on devouring other living creatures to increase their cultivation.

Having inherited this Martial Soul, Bibi Dong naturally possessed the same ability.

And he knew full well that Bibi Dong had already cultivated using this method.

Once there was a first time, there would be countless more.

If it were him, after absorbing a Spirit Ring, he certainly would not waste the Spirit Beast's corpse.

But once one devoured Spirit Beasts, the negative effects would follow.

At best, one's Soul Power would become unstable; at worst, one would fall directly into darkness!

Nearby.

Seeing Ji Wushuang's expression, Ye Lingyuan assumed he was upset over losing to her and smiled. "You've lost to Your Excellency the Pope more than eight hundred times. You only lost to me once—there's no need to take it this hard, is there?"

Ji Wushuang froze for a moment, then shook his head. "That's not what I'm thinking about. I'm thinking about my teacher."

Ye Lingyuan was left speechless. "I know I'm not as pretty as Your Excellency the Pope, but saying that really is hurtful..."

Ji Wushuang asked, "Your Grace, do you know where my teacher goes into seclusion to cultivate?"

Ye Lingyuan shook her head. "Other than Your Excellency the Pope herself, no one knows where she cultivates in seclusion."

Ji Wushuang seemed to think of something. He immediately got up and headed for the Pope's Palace, saying to Ye Lingyuan, "Your Grace, I'm going to the Pope's Palace!"

Although the Phantom Light Spirit Grass had yet to mature, it already possessed considerable medicinal effects. For someone desperately in need of Spiritual Power, it was undoubtedly a fine remedy.

If Bibi Dong was truly cultivating through devouring as he suspected, then she undoubtedly needed this Phantom Light Spirit Grass even more than he did.

"Even if I transplant this into the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well right now, it'll still take quite some time. By then, it'll be too late. I might as well just let Bibi Dong eat it!"

After searching the Pope's Palace without success, Ji Wushuang had no choice but to place the Phantom Light Spirit Grass on the papal throne, leave behind a note, and depart.