God-level Martial Soul

At that moment, Lin Yu had fallen into a deep sleep, completely unaware of what had happened.

"Gui Mei." Bibi Dong glanced toward the place where Gui Mei was hiding, then continued looking at Lin Yu, who lay in her arms.

"Your Majesty." Gui Mei was horrified when Bibi Dong exposed his hiding place with a single glance.

After all, Gui Mei excelled at concealment. What was more, after taking the Immortal Herb, all his abilities had improved tremendously. If he made up his mind to hide, he was confident that even a Peerless Douluo would not find him.

Yet Bibi Dong had spotted him at a glance. "It seems Your Majesty has grown much stronger."

"Not a word about what happened today. No one is to know." Though Bibi Dong's tone was calm, Gui Mei broke out in a cold sweat when he heard her.

"Yes, Your Majesty," Gui Mei replied hastily.

"Leave." After receiving his reply, Bibi Dong waved a hand, signaling for him to go.

Once Gui Mei had left, Bibi Dong carried Lin Yu to her room.

"You've only known me for two years, yet you trust me so completely. So why would someone you'd known for over ten years do something like that?" Bibi Dong murmured, her expression lost and complicated as she stroked Lin Yu's face.

"What was the reason back then?" Bibi Dong disappeared into Pope Hall, leaving only her whispered words behind.

However, even Bibi Dong hadn't noticed that after she left, Qian Daoliu appeared in Pope Hall.

"Back then? Everything was nothing more than a game played by the gods. We were merely puppets for them to toy with as they pleased." Qian Daoliu spoke calmly, but anyone who heard him could detect the sorrow in his voice.

Then Qian Daoliu's figure abruptly vanished from Pope Hall as well.

"Teacher?" After an unknown amount of time asleep, Lin Yu finally opened his eyes.

"Xiao Yu, you're awake." Hearing Lin Yu's voice, Bibi Dong hurried to his side. When she saw him, her expression brightened.

"Teacher, how long was I asleep?" Lin Yu rubbed his eyes and struggled to sit up on Bibi Dong's bed.

"Not that long. Only three days and three nights." Looking at Lin Yu, Bibi Dong smiled.

"Three days already?" Lin Yu was stunned. He hadn't expected to sleep for so long.

He tried to get up, but before he could move, Bibi Dong pressed him back down.

"Don't move around. You lost a drop of Soul Blood, so you need to rest." Bibi Dong stopped him from getting up and gave him a reproachful look.

But Bibi Dong herself didn't seem to notice how gently she pressed him down. It was less like the way a teacher treated a student and more like the way a lover treated someone dear.

Even Lin Yu, whose heart was usually as hard as iron, was captivated by the charm Bibi Dong revealed at that moment.

Before Lin Yu could react, Bibi Dong had pressed him back onto the bed, which was filled with her scent.

Feeling the fatigue weighing on him, Lin Yu gave up on getting up and simply lay there, looking at Bibi Dong.

"Teacher, what exactly is Soul Blood?" Lin Yu was very curious about it.

"A Martial Soul is an offshoot of the soul, and Soul Blood is its essence. Soul Blood isn't a tangible substance. It's like a fragment of a Martial Soul.

"But you don't need to worry. Losing a drop of Soul Blood won't cause any problems. You'll just feel weak for a while.

"You didn't want to obtain a Soul Ring so soon, did you? You can wait until you've recovered before getting one." Bibi Dong explained what Soul Blood was.

"All right, don't dwell on it. Rest for a while. I need to get a good sense of what's changed after the Martial Soul Fusion." Bibi Dong tucked in the blanket, then started to head outside.

"Teacher, can I watch?" Lin Yu gazed at Bibi Dong with wide, curious eyes. He wanted to see what changes the fusion of her Twin Martial Souls would bring.

"You, honestly... Fine, I'll take you along." After Lin Yu had given Bibi Dong a drop of Soul Blood without hesitation, her feelings toward him had changed.

Then Bibi Dong took Lin Yu to an uninhabited place.

"Death Spider Emperor!" Bibi Dong summoned her Martial Soul.

But this time, the Martial Soul that appeared behind her wasn't the same as before. It was an entirely new Martial Soul. Unlike her previous beast-shaped form, this one had a humanoid shape.

It held a massive scythe in its hand, and eight purple spider legs extended from its back, as if able to ensnare souls. Its whole appearance was imposing, noble, and elegant. Looking closely, its face was Bibi Dong's.

"Teacher, is this what your Martial Soul looks like after the fusion?" Lin Yu asked in amazement, gazing at the Martial Soul behind Bibi Dong.

At that moment, Bibi Dong was carefully sensing her brand-new Martial Soul.

"That's right. This is your teacher's new Martial Soul. And now, when I use it, I no longer need Martial Soul Possession. Just like you, I can have the Martial Soul use my Soul Skills." Feeling the changes in herself, Bibi Dong pulled Lin Yu into her arms. All of this was something he had given her.

From now on, she wouldn't have to turn into that ugly form whenever she used her Martial Soul.

But Bibi Dong didn't mention that although her Martial Souls had fused, her Soul Rings hadn't. They still existed independently, which meant that she now possessed more than a dozen Soul Rings.

"Teacher, what kind of Martial Soul is yours now?" Lin Yu wanted to know what her Martial Soul was called.

"To be honest, I don't know what to call her either. My Martial Soul is an entirely new one, unlike any other Martial Soul on the Douluo Continent. It belongs to me alone." Bibi Dong recalled her Martial Soul, then led Lin Yu back the way they had come.

She hadn't tested the attack power of the fused Martial Soul; she had only looked at how it had changed.

"Then what do you plan to name her, Teacher?"

"I'll call her 'Death.'" Bibi Dong smiled at Lin Yu, then said nothing more.

Death wasn't a name Bibi Dong had chosen herself. It had appeared in her mind automatically when her Martial Soul fused and evolved.

It was just like how the name "Undying Emperor Spider" had appeared automatically when Lin Yu awakened his Martial Soul. And there was more to it than that.

"Death God? I wonder which is stronger, the Death God or the Rakshasa God..." Bibi Dong examined the inheritance that had inexplicably appeared in her mind.