Douluo: Martial Soul Ghost Emperor of the Wedding Dress, All Spirit Beasts Sacrifice

Ye Yuan'er watched for a moment before handing it to Su Wen, her face devoid of any reluctance, though the latter shook his head.

"Aunt Ye, I don't need it, and you shouldn't absorb it just yet either."

Su Wen was clear that the Blue Silver Emperor's Right Leg Bone possessed spirit skills related to healing and flight.

Although he didn't know why a plant would have a flight spirit skill.

He suspected it was one of the Blue Silver King's abilities.

Healing was acceptable.

But flight...

Su Wen dared not take the risk.

If he really ended up with a flight spirit skill, it would be worse than a thousand-year spirit bone.

Moreover, compared to this one, he wanted the Blue Silver Emperor's Right Leg Bone more.

"Why?"

Ye Yuan'er was full of confusion; she crouched down and rolled her eyes at him, annoyed: "This is a top-tier spirit bone, its value is immeasurable. If word got out, who knows how many people would fight over it!"

"It's too useless. Aunt Ye defeated it in just a few moves, and it doesn't suit either you or me."

Su Wen casually made up an excuse and added: "It's better to keep it for now. It won't be too late to absorb it if we can't find a suitable one later. Aunt Ye, let's head back!"

"This... alright then!"

Seeing Xiao Wen so serious, Ye Yuan'er had no choice but to follow his lead.

She stored the spirit bone into her soul tool, then took Su Wen onto her martial soul. As her Phoenix spread its wings, they instantly turned into a streak of light and vanished from the Blue Silver Forest.

The sky was already approaching dusk, and the two rested in a nearby town for the night before returning to Martial Soul City.

Back at his residence in Martial Soul Hall, Su Wen felt wonderful. Aunt Ye would soon reach level ninety-four, and once she broke through, they would go and cause trouble for Tang Hao.

At this time, Tang Hao should be at level ninety-two or ninety-three.

Even if that guy's combat power was somewhat exaggerated, after Aunt Ye consumed the Immortal Herb, her overall flames had undergone a qualitative change, and with the blessing of a hundred-thousand-year spirit ring, her combat power was not weak either.

Tang Hao also seemed to have injuries; even if they couldn't kill him, they could hold him off, allowing him to seize the chance to obtain the Blue Silver Emperor's Right Leg Bone.

"S-Senior Brother!"

Suddenly, a delicate voice rang out.

The next moment.

Hu Liena trotted into the courtyard, her little face full of worry and nervousness: "Senior Brother, where did you go? Teacher looked for you because you were missing, and she even went to your previous residence to find you, but couldn't. Teacher is very angry right now."

Oh no!

He had forgotten to report before leaving!

Su Wen felt a wave of shame.

But in front of Hu Liena, he feigned composure and said: "Senior Brother went out to clear his head. You haven't been slacking off these past two days, have you?"

"No!" When Hu Liena mentioned this, her little face became serious. She rummaged through her robes and pulled out a notebook.

"Look, Senior Brother, Nana writes in it every day. This is for the last two days."

After speaking, Hu Liena looked at him with anticipation.

She was the picture of someone wanting to be praised.

Su Wen glanced at the crooked handwriting that filled the pages.

Loyal to Senior Brother, loyal to Teacher.

He felt satisfied: "Very good, well done."

Hu Liena's face flushed, and her large eyes crinkled into a smile.

"However..." Su Wen suddenly changed his tone. The smile on Hu Liena's face vanished instantly; her small hands clenched involuntarily, and her eyes were filled with nothing but nervousness.

Su Wen leaned into her ear and whispered: "You don't have to write about Teacher in the future. Just write about Senior Brother fifty times. That way you won't be tired, but you must keep it in your heart while you write."

Hu Liena felt her ear itch from his warm breath, and a blush couldn't help but rise. Hearing that Senior Brother was looking out for her, she felt warm inside.

Her pink lips parted slightly, and her voice was soft and sweet: "Nana understands, Senior Brother is so kind!"

"Mm! Keep up the good work, we are both the most loyal disciples!"

Su Wen patted her small shoulder, giving her the most affirmative response.

"Um... tell me, what is Teacher's mood like right now?"

Chapter 16: Hongdou

"Senior Brother, Nana hasn't seen Teacher today."

No sooner had Hu Liena finished speaking than a voice filled with a mocking tone reached their ears.

"How about that... has my eldest disciple finally remembered me?"

Bibi Dong stepped into the courtyard with her long legs, a cryptic smile hanging on the corners of her lips. When her sharp gaze landed on Su Wen, the latter felt his scalp go numb.

"Teacher, hehe!"

Su Wen braced himself and walked forward, looking at her with a cheeky grin: "I brought you a gift, Teacher!"

Bibi Dong's face remained expressionless, and she didn't speak, looking as if she were waiting to see what kind of performance he would put on.

"Teacher, candy!"

Su Wen rummaged through his Soul Tool, finally finding something presentable.

Bibi Dong's rosy lips twitched, and a rare look of speechlessness appeared on her face.

Watching Su Wen hold his hand out toward her with such innocence, this was indeed a decent item for someone of his age to offer.

After a moment of hesitation, she extended a jade-like finger and took the candy from his palm.

Su Wen let out a sigh of relief, then peeled another piece and stuffed it into Hu Liena's little mouth.

Bibi Dong suddenly let out a cold aura: "I won't hold this against you this time, but don't blame me if I hang you up and beat you next time!"

Su Wen and Hu Liena both shivered; Hu Liena even leaned closer to Su Wen, shrinking her snow-white neck.

Bibi Dong glanced at Hu Liena, then turned her gaze back to Su Wen: "From today on, you will study Martial Soul and Spirit Beast knowledge in the morning, learn combat experience from me in the afternoon, and use meditation instead of sleep at night!"

Su Wen immediately protested: "Teacher, if you arrange it like that, won't Junior Sister and I have no time to rest at all?"

"Heh." Bibi Dong spoke in a tone that brooked no refusal: "Today I will teach you combat techniques, starting with swordsmanship."

Su Wen was bewildered: "Swordsmanship?"

Bibi Dong took a long sword from her Soul Tool and swung it twice in the air, creating ripples.

She explained: "That umbrella of yours has appeared many times in the history of Martial Soul Hall. Your father was one of those people. The umbrella was used as a sword, a spear, and even a shield!"

Su Wen suddenly understood; it turned out Bibi Dong had already deeply researched his innate weapon.

Looking at the way Bibi Dong held the sword, he felt a wave of doubt: "Teacher, you aren't a sword-type Martial Soul, are you?"

"Teaching you is enough... use your Spirit Skill to attack me with all your might!"

Bibi Dong glanced at Hu Liena, who immediately trotted to the side to clear a space for their battle.

"Teacher, go easy on me, I'm still young."

Su Wen made a casual gesture, and the red Oil-paper Umbrella appeared in his palm.

His Ghost Bride Martial Soul emerged.

Accompanying it were gusts of eerie wind and a single yellow Spirit Ring.

"Hongdou!"

"Hongdou?"

"Swish, swish, swish—"

Bibi Dong was wondering why he was calling out for Hongdou.

Just then, several iron chains burning with nether flames suddenly erupted from the ground, emitting both chilling cold and extreme heat, forming two extreme forces that coiled toward Bibi Dong's delicate body.

A flicker of surprise crossed Bibi Dong's eyes. When the chains touched her clothes, they left a mark, burning away the outer layer and revealing the snow-white skin beneath.

Spirit power surged from Bibi Dong's body, shaking off the chains while the sword in her hand swung left and right.

The cold light brought about by the sword energy carved several arcs in the air.

The next moment.

The iron chains were all severed.

Bibi Dong looked at the two holes in her clothing and couldn't help but praise: "Your speed and attack power are both quite good, and the timing was very sudden. If it were someone of the same rank, it would be hard to react. To have such power just after becoming a Spirit Master, you are quite impressive."

After speaking, Bibi Dong asked the question that had been on her mind: "Why did your Spirit Ring not react at all when you used your Spirit Skill? And your spirit power didn't show the slightest movement either?"

Hu Liena was also curious; she knew that when a Spirit Master used a Spirit Skill, the Spirit Ring would definitely react. This was the most basic common sense.

"Hongdou?"

A cloud of red mist drifted out from the umbrella, and the figure of the Ghost Bride appeared from within the red fog.

Her nearly two-meter-tall frame radiated waves of yin energy.

Wearing a wedding dress almost identical to Su Wen's Martial Soul, both Bibi Dong and Hu Liena were astonished.

"My first Spirit Skill cannot attack; it can only let Hongdou help me. The iron chains from just now were her Spirit Skill, and the binding was also her Spirit Skill."

Su Wen explained Hongdou's situation. Since Bibi Dong was his teacher, there was no need to hide anything. Sometimes, revealing a bit of one's talent would lead to more attention and a greater share of cultivation resources.

Bibi Dong marveled: "It seems this umbrella of yours is quite different from the records in Martial Soul Hall. I underestimated this Martial Soul of yours... but since I am teaching you combat experience, put her away for now."

Su Wen opened the umbrella, and Hongdou turned into mist, returning inside.

"Attack me. Circulate your spirit power throughout your body and keep yourself in peak condition."

As soon as Bibi Dong finished speaking, Su Wen rushed forward. When the Oil-paper Umbrella in his hand collided with Bibi Dong's long sword, it actually emitted an unbelievable, crisp clanging sound.

"So hard!"