They had clearly been about to fight, yet Tang Hao had inexplicably held back in the end. Neither Lin Fan nor Bibi Dong could guess what he was thinking.
"Teacher, what do you intend to do?" Lin Fan asked.
The chill in Bibi Dong's eyes deepened. "A Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast taking human form is a rare opportunity. As for Tang Hao's son..."
"My suggestion, Teacher, is to leave them alone for now. A Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast in human form isn't going anywhere," Lin Fan said lightly as he dried his hair, his tone somewhat casual.
Bibi Dong was slightly taken aback, then chuckled. "Oh? You're quite calm."
Lin Fan shrugged, his tone even. "Calm would be overstating it. I just don't think there's any need to act in haste. Xiao Wu may be a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast in human form, but right now she's merely a Soul Master with limited cultivation. She poses no threat."
"Besides, she and Tang San are deeply attached. If we act rashly, we'll only force her into sacrificing herself... Once a sacrifice begins, it can't be stopped."
"More importantly, neither Qian Renxue nor I have any use for a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring at present." Lin Fan shrugged helplessly. "And there's no need to waste effort suppressing her by force and taking her back to imprison her. She can't run away anyway."
Bibi Dong looked at him thoughtfully and slowly nodded. "You have a point. But aren't you afraid that they'll suddenly grow stronger one day and bite back?"
Lin Fan's lips curled slightly. "They'll never get the chance to grow stronger. Qian Renxue broke through to Rank 69 some time ago. If she needs a Seventh Soul Ring, then give this Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast to her."
Elsewhere.
"Zhao Wuji! Get out here!"