Qian Xunji Croaks

"Regarding your performance just now, I can only say..."

"Average, quite average!"

Nan Feng leaned against Bibi Dong's bed, beginning his summary.

"Get out!" Bibi Dong rolled her eyes at Nan Feng.

"Me?" Nan Feng looked bewildered.

"You're actually telling me to get out?"

"Get lost!" Bibi Dong really didn't want to deal with this bastard right now.

He could just flap his lips and talk, but what about her?

Was it that she couldn't think of these things?

It was that she couldn't execute them!

"Fine, fine, fine, I'm leaving!" Nan Feng looked displeased as he transformed back into a small cat and jumped onto the floor.

"Remember this! You were the one who told me to get out!"

"Stop!" Bibi Dong felt a headache coming on.

"Stop my ass!" Nan Feng didn't even look back, walking toward the door with his head held high and chest puffed out.

"Summoned when you want, dismissed when you're done—who do you think I am?"

"I'm not serving you anymore!"

"If this place won't keep me, there's always a place that will!"

"Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river! Don't bully the young... mph!"

Bibi Dong scooped Nan Feng up from the floor, speechless, and pressed him against her chest.

The world went quiet.

Several days later, the Saintess Hall received news from the Pope Hall.

Qian Renxue was preparing to leave Martial Soul City and hoped to see Bibi Dong before she departed.

Bibi Dong naturally wouldn't go, directly refusing the request on the grounds of being in seclusion.

After enjoying a period of leisure, Nan Feng once again threw himself into cultivation. Now that he was safe, he naturally had to hurry and undo the effects of the Dog Talisman.

Bibi Dong needed to stabilize her killing intent, so she gave the Ten Headed Fierce Yang Serpent Inner Core, which she had obtained earlier on the Hell Road, to Nan Feng.

Thus, the two of them both entered a state of closed-door cultivation.

Time flew by, and a year passed in the blink of an eye.

During this period, Bibi Dong pushed herself to level ninety by attaching a seventy-thousand-year and an eighty-thousand-year fourth and fifth Spirit Ring to her Soul-Eater Spider Emperor. Subsequently, she successfully hunted a hundred-thousand-year Death Spider Emperor in the Death Grand Canyon, advancing to become a Title Douluo.

However, when Bibi Dong and Nan Feng returned from the Death Grand Canyon, Qian Xunji had already led a large number of Spirit Masters from Martial Soul City to depart. As for the specific reason, even Bibi Dong, the Saintess, could not find out.

Calculating by the timeline, this time Qian Xunji had gone out to hunt the hundred-thousand-year Blue Silver Emperor whose location had been exposed, and he would soon be beaten half to death by a desperate Tang Hao.

"The good days are coming."

Nan Feng, who had transformed into a small cat as part of his daily routine, lay in Bibi Dong's arms, looking at the gloomy sky.

"What good days?" Bibi Dong asked, puzzled.

"Our good days," Nan Feng said.

"What nonsense are you spouting?" Bibi Dong cradled Nan Feng and walked toward the Saintess Hall.

She had only just advanced to Title Douluo; she couldn't even defeat Qian Xunji, let alone the fact that there was still a Qian Daoliu in this Martial Soul City.

How could there be any good days...

Several days later, a few disheveled figures rushed rapidly into Martial Soul City from the sky, plummeting from mid-air toward the direction of the Elder Hall.

The massive commotion was sensed by every Spirit Master in Martial Soul City with a cultivation of Spirit Saint or higher, and the Title Douluo elders scattered throughout the city rushed toward the Elder Hall one after another.

Although they didn't think anyone would be foolish enough to charge into Martial Soul City alone and crash into the Elder Hall, they still had to maintain the proper level of vigilance.

Nearly twenty Title Douluo elders of Martial Soul Hall, including the High Priests, quickly arrived at the Elder Hall. Then, a scene that shocked them unfolded.

They saw Yue Guan and Gui Mei, both severely injured, lying on the verge of death beside the equally half-dead Qian Xunji.

"What happened?"

With Qian Daoliu in closed-door cultivation, the Second Worship, Golden Crocodile Douluo, who was responsible for handling the affairs of the Elder Hall, arrived at the scene.

Upon seeing the miserable state of Qian Xunji, Golden Crocodile was also stunned.

"What are you standing there for! Save them!"

Not far away, inside the Saintess Hall, Bibi Dong also sensed the unusual movement that had just flown into Martial Soul City. However, she did not pay it any mind.

Only a short while later, a terrifying surge of soul power, which nearly swept across the entire Martial Soul City, erupted from the Elder Hall.

"Qian Daoliu..." Bibi Dong's expression stiffened.

He hadn't made a move in decades; this old thing was truly terrifying.

"However, to be able to make this old thing lose his temper..."

Bibi Dong stopped her cultivation and spread out her spiritual power. Although she could not accurately probe the situation inside the Elder Hall due to the suppression of the Six-Winged Angel's sacred attribute soul power, yet...

Hum!

A blood-colored killing intent suddenly erupted from Bibi Dong's body. But this was not a loss of control, nor was it anger; it was surprise, and delight.

The Slaughter God's Domain slowly retracted, and a sinister smile appeared on Bibi Dong's face.

Qian Xunji!

You have a day like this too!

Without a moment's hesitation, Bibi Dong quickly rose to her feet, concealed her aura, and crept toward the direction of the Pope Hall.

"She really is in a hurry..."

Long after Bibi Dong had left, Nan Feng, in his kitten form, finally arrived late.

He had been thinking about going to watch the excitement, but Bibi Dong clearly had no intention of taking him along.

"Forget it, I won't disturb you."

Nan Feng turned his head and walked toward the room where Hu Liena was staying.

He was hungry, and he still needed Hu Liena to take him to get something good to eat.

After all, when it came down to it, he was currently in the state of a cat, a soul beast. Without someone accompanying him, he couldn't move about freely; otherwise, if someone were to just finish him off, no one could say anything about it.

However, these days were about to come to an end.

Once Qian Xunji died, he would be able to move about Martial Soul City openly and honestly.

A beautiful tomorrow was about to arrive!

"Where did Teacher go?"

Inside the Saintess Hall, Hu Liena held Nan Feng in her arms as they lay on a rocking chair, basking in the sun.

Several days had passed since Bibi Dong disappeared, and the truth about what had crashed into the Elder Hall from the sky that day had gradually leaked out.

Pope Qian Xunji, Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan, and Ghost Douluo Gui Mei had been ambushed by rebels from the Clear Sky Sect while out, sustaining heavy injuries.

Pope Qian Xunji, having led the charge, was sneak-attacked by Tang Hao of the Clear Sky Sect while trying to save the two elders, Chrysanthemum and Ghost. After rushing back to Martial Soul City, he succumbed to his wounds and unfortunately kicked the bucket.

"Who knows?" Nan Feng stretched lazily.

That night, when Bibi Dong snuck into the Pope Hall to finish off Qian Xunji, he hadn't been able to shake his unease, so he had used Soul Projection to follow her.

Everything went smoothly; Bibi Dong successfully killed Qian Xunji and devoured his body and soul.

Then, the Rakshasa Divine Power that had been lurking within Bibi Dong emerged.

The Rakshasa Secret Realm opened.

Qian Daoliu sensed the Rakshasa Divine Power on Bibi Dong and, feeling wary, gave up on avenging his son. Bibi Dong had also entered the Rakshasa Secret Realm after devouring Qian Xunji.

She likely hadn't come out yet.

However, according to the original story, Bibi Dong only officially began the Rakshasa God Trial after reaching Level 99, so she was probably just going in to check out the situation for now.

After all, there was a risk of failure in the God Trials. Bibi Dong was a cautious person; without foolproof preparations, she wouldn't rashly initiate the trials.

"Brother Feng, why do you like turning into this little kitten form?" Hu Liena asked, puzzled.

"Like?" Nan Feng wore a grumpy kitten face.

"Which eye did you see me liking this form with?"

How he wished he could live openly and honestly.

But if that prick Qian Xunji discovered another man by Bibi Dong's side, who knew if that bastard would try to stab him in the back?

"Well, I noticed you never resist when Teacher holds you," Hu Liena said with a strange expression.

"Why are you so reluctant when I hold you?"

"First of all, I'm not interested in little brats. Secondly..." Nan Feng glanced at Hu Liena's flat chest.

"It's uncomfortable."