Back in Spirit City, Qin Yuan had shown utter indifference to the tasks Bibi Dong assigned him. Now that he was beyond Spirit Hall's watchful gaze, he naturally cared even less about saving her face.
But Bibi Dong was unwilling to believe that Qin Yuan was even more troublesome than Ning Fengzhi.
According to Spirit Hall's intelligence, Ning Fengzhi had been deeply calculating since childhood.
Moreover, he had taken over the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect during a crisis, only becoming difficult to deal with after weathering all manner of trials.
But Qin Yuan?
In his early years, he had been nothing more than an independent Soul Master who earned his living through soul hunting, with nothing remarkable about him. Even if his talents rivaled Ning Fengzhi's, without a grand stage like the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect to hone himself on, he could never have developed the ability to see through everything.
Bibi Dong would sooner believe that Ning Fengzhi was egging him on from behind the scenes than accept that Qin Yuan had acted alone. After all, his close ties with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had already been confirmed by multiple factions.
Don't think inheriting a deity's legacy gives you the right to stand against This Seat! Bibi Dong sneered inwardly.
In truth, rather than Ning Fengzhi, Bibi Dong was more inclined to believe Xue Qinghe was responsible.
She knew Xue Qinghe's true identity better than anyone. The plan she harbored would inevitably plunge the continent into turmoil and war. Yet after years under the Heaven Dou Imperial Family's tutelage, Xue Qinghe had actually become sentimental.
If he wished to avoid seeing countless lives laid waste, it would hardly be surprising for him to sabotage her in secret.
Having thought this through, Bibi Dong had no