Now he could only rely on his spiritual power to sense her carefully.
Bibi Dong didn't much like this method.
She would rather be able to look at Su Wen, even if her vision was blurry.
"Teacher?"
"It's really warm in here. It's not cold like it is outside. Actually, these days spent searching for Spirit Beasts with you have been pretty nice, too."
Bibi Dong didn't respond to his voice, but a rosy sheen spread across the back of her neck.
This disciple of hers was getting more and more outrageous. He'd already forgotten the importance of respecting his teacher.
She was also too indulgent with him.
She shouldn't have gone along with it when they entered the tent.
At that moment, Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo arrived at the cave entrance.
There was still a trace of anxiety on Chrysanthemum Douluo's face.
As they stepped into the cave, an odd sound reached them.
The two couldn't help stopping in their tracks.
How keen was a Titled Douluo's hearing? Even from the cave entrance, they could make out some sounds.
"This... sounds like His Holiness the Pope!"
Chrysanthemum Douluo was about to go farther inside when, for some reason, Ghost Douluo grabbed his arm and pulled him out of the cave.
"What are you doing, old ghost? We've found a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast. We need to report to His Holiness as soon as possible... Why does your face look so strange?"
Chrysanthemum Douluo stared at Ghost Douluo in confusion. The latter took a deep breath, forcing down his emotions before speaking as calmly as he could. "It's nothing. Let's wait a while. Sea Turtle and several Cardinals have already got their eyes on it. It can't get away."
"Old ghost, is something going on? And what was that just