Seeing Bibi Dong getting worked up, the Rakshasa God said calmly, "Easy, easy!"
After calming down, Bibi Dong suddenly asked, "You wouldn't have told me this for no reason, would you?"
"Uh, well... Of course there's a reason!"
"I'm telling you this because I want you to investigate what this little fellow has been up to lately—or whether anything strange has happened wherever he's been."
"What do you need that for?"
"Don't ask what I need it for! Just do as I say!"
She couldn't exactly tell Bibi Dong that she wanted to find out why Asura had fallen out with God of Destruction and Life God, could she?
If those two hadn't been so tight-lipped, she wouldn't have had to ask Bibi Dong for help!
At the thought of it, the Rakshasa God gritted her teeth in anger.
Damn Asura God! Just wait until I find something I can use against you. Let's see if you're still so arrogant then!
Then, worried that Bibi Dong might brush her off, the Rakshasa God dropped another bombshell.
"Bibi Dong, as my successor, you should know that relations between the gods aren't always harmonious."
Bibi Dong's brow furrowed at that.
"What are you trying to say?"
"What do you think of my strength in the Divine Realm?"
Before Bibi Dong could answer, the Rakshasa God continued, "I'm a First-Level God! That puts me among the strongest in the Divine Realm. But I have a mortal enemy—Asura God! Our feud stems from the incompatibility of our divine positions, so we're destined to be enemies. One thing worth mentioning, though: he's a God King-level powerhouse! There are Five Great God Kings in the Divine Realm. If you don't want Asura coming after you in the future, you'd better get that little fellow on your side. He has a God King backing him, too!"
"A God King-level powerhouse?"
After hearing the Rakshasa God's explanation, Bibi Dong clenched her fists.
She had never imagined that before she had even entered the Divine Realm, she'd already earned the enmity of a God King!
Still, at least she had a way to stand against him.
As long as she won Yang Ziyuan over, she wouldn't have to worry about Asura God.
At the thought, Bibi Dong wished she could send someone to drag Yang Ziyuan back immediately.
"Anything else? If not, I have work to do!"
The Rakshasa God merely smiled without answering, then disappeared.
Bibi Dong paid her no further attention and summoned Chrysanthemum Douluo.
"Your Holiness, what are your orders?"
"Elder Ju, I need you to take care of something. Yang Ziyuan of the Breaking Clan has exceptional talent. Go and 'invite' him back. Remember, you must not tell anyone about this!"
"Understood!"
Just as Yue Guan was about to leave the hall, he spotted an old man approaching.
He hurriedly bowed in greeting.
"Greetings, Grand Pontiff!"
"Mm. You may leave. You don't need to carry out the task she just gave you."
What was going on? Was the Grand Pontiff planning to interfere in Vatican affairs?
Whose orders was he supposed to follow?
By rights, the Qian Clan were the masters of Spirit Hall, so he ought to obey the Grand Pontiff.
But he belonged to the Pope Palace. He couldn't very well disobey Bibi Dong, the Pope, could he?
While Yue Guan was pondering this, Bibi Dong suddenly flew into a rage.
"Qian Daoliu, since when has the Pope Palace needed you to meddle in its affairs?"
Faced with Bibi Dong's challenge, Qian Daoliu didn't answer. He merely gave Yue Guan a cool glance.
Yue Guan trembled all over in fright and dropped to his knees.
Seeing how useless her subordinate was, Bibi Dong's expression darkened further.
She could only relent and say, "Elder Ju, put it on hold for now. You may leave."
"Yes, yes. I'll take my leave!"
At those words, Yue Guan seemed to have received a pardon and hurried out.
After Yue Guan had left, Bibi Dong asked, "Tell me, why are you interfering with my decision?"
"Xue'er is interested in that child. Stay out of it."
"That's your only reason?"
"That's my only reason!"
Seeing how domineering Qian Daoliu was, Bibi Dong gritted her teeth in anger.
But she couldn't beat him—not now.
With that in mind, she had no choice but to give in.
"Fine. We'll do it your way."
Seeing Bibi Dong relent, Qian Daoliu nodded in satisfaction.
Then, with a flash, he left the hall.
After he was gone, Bibi Dong could no longer hold back.
"Damn Qian Daoliu! Damn Spirit Hall! Once I become a god, I'll wipe you all out!"
"Ziyuan, are you really going to hunt Soul Beasts in the Star Dou Great Forest all by yourself?"
Hearing Yang Wuhui's question, Yang Ziyuan smiled and nodded.
"Don't worry, Grandpa. I'm a level 49 Soul Ancestor now. With my strength, even if I can't win, I can still retreat with ease! Besides, I have to complete this God Trial on my own. There's nothing you can do to help. You might as well stay home and cultivate, and try to reach Titled Douluo as soon as possible. Then I'll have someone to rely on, right?"
If he hadn't spent the past two years developing his Self-Created Soul Skills, he would have reached Soul King long ago.
Even so, his combat strength hadn't fallen behind.
After devouring large quantities of herbs, Soul Beast flesh, and Whale Rubber, his physical strength and spiritual power were now on par with those of a Titled Douluo!
With two God-level Spirit Bones as well, he could venture into the Star Dou Great Forest alone.
That was why he'd decided to leave Yang Wuhui and Yang Wudi behind to guard the clan.
Hearing Yang Ziyuan's explanation, Yang Wudi nodded in agreement.
"Exactly, Uncle! Nephew has two God-level Spirit Bones to help him, so we don't need to worry. I say we should focus on cultivating. Now that we've refined Immortal Herbs, we have a chance to reach Titled Douluo, too!"
With everyone saying the same thing, Yang Wuhui had no choice but to agree.
Yang Wudi's reasoning made sense.
Over the past two years, after refining an Immortal Herb, he had reached level 88. He was now close to breaking through to Titled Douluo.
If he could refine another Nine-Rank Purple Ganoderma during this time, he was sure reaching Titled Douluo would no longer be a dream!
"Since that's settled, Ziyuan, be careful on your own!"
"Mm, I will!"
With that, Yang Ziyuan boarded a carriage bound for the Star Dou Great Forest.
One month later, in the inner region of the Star Dou Great Forest.
"This one's too strong. I can't take it. That one's not old enough! Ugh, why is it so hard to find a fifty-thousand-year-old Soul Beast?"
Perched on the branch of a towering ancient tree, a young man grumbled as he looked down.
The young man was Yang Ziyuan, who had come to the Star Dou Great Forest to hunt a Soul Beast.
But now, his brows were knitted in frustration, and he looked as if he might burst into tears.
He'd been in the Star Dou Great Forest for nearly half a month and still hadn't found a single suitable Soul Beast!
Every one he came across was either too strong or too young. It was driving him mad!
"Ugh!"
After sighing, Yang Ziyuan was about to look somewhere else when he heard the sounds of an intense fight not far away.
Curious, Yang Ziyuan crept closer.
"It's her!"
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