Before this...
The Mingdou Mountains were lined with fluttering banners. White Tiger Duke Dai Hao had led his troops to seal off the region.
Inside the military tent, the Titled Douluo from the three great empires and Xuan Zi of Shrek Academy had all gathered. They had pushed the Evil Soul Masters to the deepest part of the mountains, and it was time for the final battle.
Meanwhile, inside a cave in the Mingdou Mountains.
Bibi Dong, dressed like an ordinary woman, carried the Level 8 Soul Tool scythe she had bought at auction over her shoulder. After stepping out of the cave, she gazed at the military camps stretching into the distance.
She smiled faintly and turned to look behind her. "Aren't you getting bored hiding in the shadows all the time?"
"Ke ke ke—"
"Madam, you truly are formidable. You dared defy the whole world by killing Shrek Academy's students, wiping out the Heavenly Dragon Sect, and even killing a Titled Douluo from each of the three great empires. I'm impressed."
Sleep Nightmare Douluo cupped his hands and smiled.
Bibi Dong smiled calmly. "Enough with the small talk. You must be from the Holy Spirit Cult, right?"
"I am an elder of the Holy Spirit Cult, and my title is Sleep Nightmare."
"Let's speak frankly. Madam, your situation is far from clear. The three great empires have sent many people, and they've surrounded the Mingdou Mountains. Can you escape on your own?"
"What do you suggest?" Bibi Dong asked, intrigued.
"I like your attitude, Madam. I have a way to help you escape, on the condition that you join the Holy Spirit Cult."
"The cult leader said that if you're willing to join us, he'll personally present you with a Grade 9 Soul Tool. You'll also have full access to all the resources within the cult."
Sleep Nightmare Douluo gave a strange, cackling laugh. "You're an Evil Soul Master, just like us. Those people will never tolerate us. The Holy Spirit Cult is where people like us can band together and find warmth. I've said my piece. Please think it over carefully, Madam."
Bibi Dong wasn't convinced, but she said, "What method do you have to help me get out of this predicament?"
"Of course I have one!"
Thinking Bibi Dong was tempted, Sleep Nightmare Douluo immediately took a black briefcase from his Soul Guide Ring. He entered the code and opened it.
Inside lay a silver-white warhead. It looked unremarkable, but when Bibi Dong took a closer look, her expression darkened slightly.
"This Grade 9 Fixed Soul Cannon Shell is called the Silver Cyclone. It's the pride and joy of a Grade 9 Soul Engineer from my Holy Spirit Cult. All you need to do is inject Soul Power into it to set it off."
"Then I'll detonate it, and the two of us will escape into the Sun Moon Empire. They won't dare set foot there lightly."
"Really? Aren't you worried the three nations of Douluo Continent will put pressure on the Sun Moon Empire?"
"Pressure? Hahaha—"
Sleep Nightmare Douluo laughed heartily. "Our cult leader has his own way of dealing with that. The three great empires of Douluo Continent are nothing to him."
"Madam, when do you plan to leave?"
"Right now."
She planted the Level 8 Soul Tool scythe in the ground. Purple light flashed in her right hand, and the Rakshasa Demon Scythe appeared in her grasp.
"Rakshasa Eye."
Purple light filled Bibi Dong's eyes. Sleep Nightmare Douluo was controlled before he could even react.
"Master."
Sleep Nightmare Douluo knelt on one knee, reverence in his eyes.
Bibi Dong smiled faintly. "You want me to join the Holy Spirit Cult, and you're even offering me a Grade 9 Soul Tool. The Holy Spirit Cult certainly knows how to make a grand gesture."
"But you've miscalculated. I'm the future Rakshasa God, the God of Evil Thoughts. What are the so-called Evil Soul Masters of your Holy Spirit Cult to me? If anything, I'm your ancestor."
Bibi Dong looked at Sleep Nightmare Douluo's reverent expression and asked, "Tell me about the Holy Spirit Cult as a whole."
"Yes. Our Holy Spirit Cult is in..."
Sleep Nightmare Douluo's face contorted in pain. Bibi Dong glanced at him and immediately understood what had happened. "Interesting. There's a restriction in your mind. The moment you reveal anything about the Holy Spirit Cult, it triggers and kills you. Just a cheap trick."
"Rakshasa" now occupied Sleep Nightmare Douluo's sea of consciousness. A small scythe swept across it, shattering the restriction.
Sleep Nightmare Douluo's face returned to normal, and he continued to spill everything without reservation. "Our Holy Spirit Cult is in the Demon Forest, under the protection of the Evil Eye Tyrant Lord. Its senior members include the Supreme Elder, the Great Enshrined, the cult leader, and the Vice Leader. They are..."
Sleep Nightmare Douluo was indeed a high-ranking member of the Holy Spirit Cult. From then on, no matter what Bibi Dong asked, he answered.
Before long, Bibi Dong had compiled everything Sleep Nightmare Douluo had told her about the Holy Spirit Cult into a book.
"That's enough. You're no longer of any use to me."
"I order you to take this scythe, put on this human-skin mask, and go to your death. Make sure you look as if you're prepared to die with your enemy, and unleash your full strength. Go."
Bibi Dong waved her hand. Sleep Nightmare Douluo knelt on one knee, put on the human-skin mask, and took on Bibi Dong's disguised appearance. Holding the Level 8 Soul Tool scythe, he launched an attack.
"I've gained a lot this past year. I've thrown Douluo Continent into chaos, kept the three great empires and Shrek Academy scrambling, and made the Holy Spirit Cult's name known. It's time to lay low for a while and go home to see my son and daughter. I wonder how they're doing with their studies."
Before long, a battle was about to erupt outside the cave.
Bibi Dong gathered her belongings and put the Grade 9 Fixed Soul Cannon Shell into her Soul Guide Ring. While everyone's attention was on Sleep Nightmare Douluo, she turned into a streak of gray light and slipped into the Mingdou Mountains, making her way safely into the Sun Moon Empire.
With that, Bibi Dong had successfully made her escape and made an initial contribution to her Snow Hatred Value.
Five hundred and ten thousand Snow Hatred Value was the most Bibi Dong had managed to accumulate through a year of effort.
There was no help for it. Every day, she had been hunted down by powerful fighters from the three great empires and Shrek Academy.
Bibi Dong had also targeted their upper ranks, including Titled Douluo. Wiping out the Heavenly Dragon Sect and killing a Titled Douluo from each of the three great empires was already an impressive feat.
After all, the Rakshasa Demon Scythe was Bibi Dong's strongest trump card. She couldn't reveal it lightly.
The next morning, as the first rays of dawn fell over every corner of Bright Capital.
In front of the Sun Moon Royal Soul Engineer Academy.
The academy gates opened early that morning.
The students eagerly streamed out of campus, each heading home to find their own family.
Bibi Dong stood among the crowd, watching her two sons and Ye Guyi come out.
Then Bibi Dong's expression turned strange.
She had spotted Qin Chuan walking out while holding the hand of a pretty little girl. The girl looked reluctant to part with him.
When he saw the peculiar look in Bibi Dong's eyes, Qin Chuan hurriedly rattled off a long explanation, then walked toward her with a perfectly serious expression.
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