Wang Dong

Bibi Dong nodded, then gestured for her subordinate to leave.

Then she turned to Bai Mo with a meaningful look.

It hadn't happened sooner or later, so why had it happened right after this brat came to the Spirit Hall?

"Cough, Bibi Dong, I did see these three little ones when I came to the Spirit Hall. But they were rather rough around the edges, both in temperament and ability, so I helped you teach them a little."

Bai Mo shrugged and spoke casually.

"Then I'll trouble you to send my disciples back, Brother Bai. I'll make sure they're taught properly. Also, my surname is Dong."

"Fine."

Who knew how many times faster Douluo II Qian Renxue had made time flow for them in the Simulated Universe? They might already have finished their lessons. At the very least, the three of them definitely wouldn't be lovesick fools anymore!

Bai Mo waved a hand. The three women's souls returned to their bodies in the storage space, then they transformed into three streaks of white light and appeared in the Spirit Hall.

"Master!"

The three appeared dazed. The moment they saw Bai Mo, they trembled and dropped to their knees, crying out, "Master!"

Bai Mo went numb. He saw Bibi Dong take out her Scepter and rise to her feet, her eyes fixed on him—the man who had stolen her precious little cabbage.

Qian Daoliu gave an awkward laugh and slipped away.

Damn it! Qian Renxue! Look what you've done!

"Would you believe me if I said it was a misunderstanding?"

"I would!"

Bibi Dong went straight to the three of them and gathered Hu Liena, who was trembling on the ground, into her arms.

Bibi Dong spoke gently to Hu Liena, then turned on Bai Mo with fury.

"Ah..."

Bai Mo let out a long sigh and used the Pocket Watch to change the three women's emotions.

Awe, fear—calm.

Hu Liena shuddered, wrapped her arms around her teacher's waist, and fell asleep.

The other two swayed to either side and collapsed on the floor.

"Come out. If you don't, I'll probably have to fight her first."

Bai Mo watched as Bibi Dong used Soul Power to lay Hu Liena on the Pope's throne, then walked toward him step by step. With a helpless look, he spoke to Qian Renxue inside his body.

"Heh. Sister, you and this Little Fox really are as close as mother and daughter!"

The divine sense of Qian Renxue suddenly appeared from the Simulated Universe and spoke icily.

"Are you all right? That old fox isn't simple."

Xue Qinghe, disguised as Qian Renxue, watched Bai Mo return with concern.

"You should say that to your teacher!"

Bai Mo shrugged. Looking at the two scenes in his mind, he felt like the worst kind of scumbag!

Flirting with the daughter while teaching the mother a lesson.

"Uncle Bai really is amazing!"

As she praised him, Qian Renxue changed back to her original appearance.

"By the way, Xue'er, could you find me an academy that can enter the Soul Master Tournament? I have a few students who were terribly lazy today, so I'm thinking of letting them go have some fun."

"That might be difficult. The Soul Master Tournament has already begun. If Uncle Bai wants to compete, you'll have to join another academy and participate under its name."

Qian Renxue, dressed in a gold-and-white palace gown, looked at Bai Mo with an uneasy expression.

"Then there's no rush. Let's wait until the top five in the division have been decided. After that, we can join any academy."

Bai Mo said unconcernedly.

Qian Renxue nodded. Her Uncle Bai was so powerful that he could surely handle it easily, but she still wanted to do her part!

"I wonder how many students Uncle Bai wants to bring along, and how strong they are. Leave the arrangements to Xue'er, and I'll contact them for you!"

Qian Renxue walked over to Bai Mo and smiled.

Bai Mo glanced at Qian Renxue. Standing beside her, at 175 centimeters tall, he practically looked like a little girl next to her six-foot frame!

Qian Renxue seemed to notice too, and naturally lowered herself a little.

"Let me think..."

"Jiang Nannan—18 years old—Martial Soul: Soft Bone Charming Rabbit—Level 65 Soul Emperor"

"Nan Qiuchiu—Martial Soul: Rouge Dragon—Level 51 Soul King"

"Gu Qiu'er—Martial Soul: Golden Dragon—Level 48 Soul Ancestor"

"Wu Feng—Martial Soul: Red Dragon—Level 51 Soul King"

"Wang Dong—Martial Soul: Light Goddess Butterfly—Level 32 Soul Elder"

(I can't just write their ages! Tragic! The original version got censored. Everyone reading later, bear with me!)

Bai Mo assigned these girls to compete. The first three were the only Red Branch members from Douluo II still around. Since they were all out having fun, he might as well bring them along!

Wu Feng naturally wouldn't miss a chance to fight, either.

As for Wang Dong?

She studied very diligently at Minghuo Academy, as her Soul Power Level showed. Bai Mo planned to find a time to talk to her during this trip.

Without Tang San's divine sense, she was no longer under his control. But her soul, split in two after losing control, still wouldn't let her live to fifteen.

Since Bai Mo hadn't intervened, Huang Quan only gave her a few pointers whenever they happened to meet.

As a result, Wang Dong was about to be won over by that cold but kind-hearted older woman, Huang Quan.

Of course, as Wang Dong grew older, she had already noticed that something was wrong with her body.

So she simply changed back into girls' clothes and stopped thinking about her future, choosing instead to enjoy her school life to the fullest!

(Minghuo Academy has single dorm rooms! Unless someone asks to move into another student's room! Like Tang Ya and Jiang Nannan!)

"Is Wang Dong your biological daughter?"

Qian Renxue couldn't help commenting. Their Soul Power Levels were astonishing, but if she trained hard, she wasn't necessarily any weaker than them!

Of course, Qian Renxue automatically discounted Gu Qiu'er. What the hell could she compete with her on?

But this little Soul Elder at Level 32—was she really there just to make up the numbers?

"Wait!"

Qian Renxue's scalp prickled as she stared at Bai Mo. You bastard, you'd really go after her too?

"Free love~"

Bai Mo chuckled.

"Cough, cough~ Uncle Bai~~ Could I perhaps become your disciple?"

Qian Renxue suppressed the turmoil in her heart and placed her two soft, boneless hands on Bai Mo's shoulders, massaging them.

"There's no need. You've wasted quite a bit of time, but once you go home, you can inherit the family business and ascend to godhood. No need to train yourself half to death."

Bai Mo enjoyed Qian Renxue's massage and sat down in a chair, speaking with an implied meaning.

"I can become a god!"

Qian Renxue stared at Bai Mo, her eyes shining.

"Absolutely, sister! If Tang San doesn't show up, you're practically the heroine of a wish-fulfillment novel!"

Qian Renxue didn't understand what Uncle Bai meant, but she knew he was praising her. Her smile grew even brighter!

Uncle Bai didn't seem very tall, but she was tall! And it would be even better if Uncle Bai were younger!

As she massaged Bai Mo's shoulders, Qian Renxue studied his handsome profile and couldn't help thinking.

The more she thought about it, the redder Qian Renxue's face grew, and the fingers working his shoulders began to lose their strength.

Everyone knew Qian Renxue liked handsome men and men younger than herself.

And if there was a touch of forbidden love, all the better! Like her original love for her enemy!

"What are you thinking about? Why did you lose your strength? Are you tired?"

Bai Mo teased her, feeling Qian Renxue's soft, limp fingers brush over his shoulder like she was flirting with him.

"I'm so tired! Uncle Bai, could you give Xue'er a massage~"

Qian Renxue leaned close to Bai Mo's ear and spoke in a sweet, cloying voice.