Rakshasa God Makes Its First Appearance

Spirit City.

The Martial Soul Hall was currently at the height of its power, and it had naturally invested considerable effort into developing Spirit City.

As the sacred land in the hearts of soul masters across the realm, Spirit City far surpassed Heaven Dou Imperial City in both size and the modernity of its buildings.

Having just arrived in Spirit City, Wu Xian saw soul masters everywhere as he walked along the streets.

Moreover, most of these soul masters were Soul Grandmasters or above, with only a small number below that level.

Not long after Wu Xian entered the city, Bibi Dong sent him a message.

[Bibi Dong: @Wu Xian, are you here yet? Hurry over, I "ran into" Yu Xiaogang again.]

'Bibi Dong has enabled location sharing.'

Following the location Bibi Dong had shared, Wu Xian found her in no time.

At that moment, she and Zhang Lexuan were being held up in front of a dessert shop.

Ever since Zhang Lexuan joined the Martial Soul Hall, her exceptional cultivation talent had allowed her to become the Martial Soul Hall's new Saintess without any suspense.

Thanks to the guidance of Martial Soul Hall experts and the resources it provided, Zhang Lexuan had begun cultivating day and night.

She cultivated so relentlessly that she practically stopped treating herself like a human being.

For that reason, Bibi Dong had specifically taken the time to bring Zhang Lexuan out for a walk, hoping to help her relax.

The two had barely arrived at the dessert shop when, before they even saw any desserts, they spotted Yu Xiaogang suddenly appearing before them.

The moment Yu Xiaogang saw Bibi Dong, he hurried over and strutted about before the two women, going to great lengths to show off his half-baked theoretical knowledge.

When the topic turned to Zhang Lexuan, he even shamelessly declared that he would help her plan out her path of cultivation.

But Zhang Lexuan was no fool. Over the past few days, she had truly seen through the propaganda of the Dou 2 World.

Every word in those records written by the nobles spoke ill of the Martial Soul Hall, yet that was completely different from what she had seen during her time in this world.

The Martial Soul Hall's contributions to the entire continent were far beyond what those useless nobles—who only knew how to talk while shrinking back when it came time to act—could compare to.

In just a few days, an idea had already taken root in her heart.

To restore the glory of the Martial Soul Hall was the duty of our generation.

Once she became strong enough to return to the Dou 2 World, she would surely rebuild the Martial Soul Hall and slaughter all those nobles, along with the Evil Spirit Masters who had murdered her entire family.

Just as Wu Xian was about to go over and get acquainted with Yu Xiaogang, he saw Bibi Dong suddenly send a message in the Chat Group.

[Bibi Dong: @Everyone, the system just suddenly notified me that I was attacked by the Rakshasa God's Divine Sense.]

The moment those words appeared, everyone was immediately drawn out.

[Little Angel: The Rakshasa God's Divine Sense! Are you all right? Were you hurt?]

[Ah Yin: If that's the case, then could the reason you in that other world suddenly became so crazy also be related to the Rakshasa God?]

[Ah Rou: Are you okay, Bibi Dong? You weren't affected, were you?]

Although Bibi Dong was somewhat puzzled by Little Angel's concern for her, she quickly attributed it to the mutual concern between group members.

Seeing everyone care so much about her, she felt warmth fill her heart and was glad that she had joined the Group Chat.

[Bibi Dong: Don't worry, I'm fine. The Chat Group directly refined the Rakshasa God's Divine Sense.]

[Wu Xian: That makes perfect sense. It would be strange if a Chat Group capable of connecting so many Parallel Worlds and even selling supreme god positions couldn't crush it.

But since the Rakshasa God failed this time, she may come back again. If she personally intervenes next time, it could cause quite a bit of trouble. I suggest you buy a God of Destruction Summoner.]

[Bibi Dong: God of Destruction Summoner? What is that?]

[Liu Erlong: Yeah, how come I've never seen anything like that before?]

Wu Xian facepalmed. These people never bothered to pay attention to the Chat Group's marketplace, did they?

[Wu Xian: If you had properly looked through the marketplace, you would have found a statue containing faith in the God of Destruction. That is the God of Destruction Summoner.]

Hearing this, everyone began searching through the marketplace.

[Liu Erlong: I found it, but it's just a symbol. Is it useful?]

[Wu Xian: Of course it is. The statue contains faith in the God of Destruction, so it is absolutely within his range of perception. Tell me, what do you think will happen if the Rakshasa God smashes her divine power into that statue?]

[Bibi Dong: I get it. Then the God of Destruction would definitely fly into a rage. Given how strict he is about the rules of the God Realm, he would certainly demand an explanation from the Rakshasa God.]

[Wu Xian: Exactly. But first, let me see where the Rakshasa God came from. She couldn't have targeted you for no reason.

The current God Realm hasn't deteriorated to the point where even the Rakshasa God can easily interfere with the lower realm without being discovered. She must have some sort of medium.]

As they conversed in the group, Wu Xian quickly approached Bibi Dong and Zhang Lexuan, who were talking on the street.

His eyes shifted, and a plan came to mind.

Ignoring the surrounding crowd, he gently took Bibi Dong's hand and said affectionately, "It's been a long time, Dong'er."

At the sight of this, Bibi Dong's face abruptly flushed red. She then immediately understood what he was doing and cooperated at once. "It's been a long time, A-Xian."

Yu Xiaogang's face turned green. He had spent so much time engineering chance encounters with Bibi Dong because he wanted to use his exceptional theories to conquer the Martial Soul Hall Saintess and make her serve his purposes.

Yet this pretty boy had suddenly appeared, and he even seemed quite familiar with the Saintess. Wasn't that ruining his plans?

His expression shifted as his left hand unconsciously pressed against his chest.

Wu Xian's eyes lit up, as though he had only just noticed Yu Xiaogang.

He turned to Yu Xiaogang and cupped his hands in greeting.

"And this is...?"

Yu Xiaogang's movements came to an awkward halt. He understood that he absolutely could not back down here.

Otherwise, he would truly have no chance left.

Yu Xiaogang returned the gesture with feigned composure. "I am here to study and exchange knowledge in Spirit City under the Pope's special approval."

As he spoke, his face brimmed with pride.

Even now, he believed that it was his own wisdom that had convinced the Pope of Spirit Hall to allow him to come to Spirit City to study.

He had no idea what a tremendous price his father had paid for it.

There was only one thought in his heart: he had to make a name for himself and force everyone in the sect who looked down on him to kneel and apologize.

Wu Xian put on a look of sudden realization.

"So Mr. Yu Xiaogang was specially approved by the Pope to study in Spirit City. You must be extraordinarily strong. I am fifteen this year and already a level fifty-one Soul King. This big brother looks even older than me, so you must have surpassed level fifty-one already, right?"

The moment those words came out, the corners of Bibi Dong's lips could not stop rising.

Yu Xiaogang, on the other hand, visibly darkened.

His mouth opened and closed several times. Feeling the scrutinizing gazes of the surrounding crowd, he seemed to have returned to the day of his martial soul awakening.

At that moment, he especially wanted to grab Wu Xian by the collar and demand, "Are you deaf?"

He had already said it was special approval—special approval! Was this bastard doing it on purpose?

But he did not dare. Not only would it ruin his persona, but even if he disregarded that, his strength simply did not allow it.