Saint Bibi Dong Meets Ghost Douluo

Bibi Dong and Ju Zi changed into neat, practical clothes, but before they left, Luo Can firmly insisted that Bibi Dong put on a loose black robe over them.

He pulled her hood low, leaving only a few strands of her distinctive Purple Hair hanging over her chest.

"What's this for?" Bibi Dong looked at him in confusion.

Luo Can gave a mysterious smile. "You'll find out soon enough. Sometimes, a sense of mystery works better than a thousand words."

Ju Zi blinked thoughtfully from the side, while Qian Renxue chuckled and shook her head. The four of them left Fate Defying Valley and soon landed within the mountain gates of the Fate Defying Pavilion.

This was Bibi Dong's first official visit outside the valley to the Douluo Continent of this era. Her purple eyes beneath the hood curiously swept over her surroundings.

In terms of disciple numbers and sect size, the Fate Defying Pavilion was indeed far inferior to the Seven Great Sects, with barely more than five hundred people in total. Yet, the pavilion openly had two Titled Douluo guarding it, while several Soul Douluo-level hall masters each oversaw a hall. Not counting Luo Can and Qian Renxue, the two deeply hidden Peerless Douluo, its visible strength alone could grind the Lower Four Sects into the dirt.

Add to that its Soul Tool Technology, unparalleled across the continent... If they truly went all out, even the Upper Three Sects would have to kneel.

"What do you think of the Fate Defying Pavilion?" Luo Can asked, turning toward her.

Bibi Dong paused before slowly saying, "It's small in scale, but the sect's atmosphere is upright—and competitive—and its execution is strong. But if you want to carry out your plan to unify the continent, this many people is still far