Stirring Up the Waters

Regarding the Clear Sky Sect, even setting aside status and stance, he held no fondness for them.

The people of this sect were simply too arrogant and overbearing.

After arriving in this world, he could feel this even more personally.

For the Clear Sky Sect to come and stir up trouble at this time, regardless of their motives, was intolerable.

"Uncle Yue Guan, Uncle Gui Mei, let us increase our speed and return to Martial Soul Hall!"

Although Bibi Dong knew that with her current cultivation, she could not change anything, she still wanted to reach Martial Soul Hall as quickly as possible.

Perhaps she might be able to do something?

After all, over these years, she had long since come to regard Martial Soul Hall as her home.

As for whether doing so would expose her talent and lead to assassination attempts by other factions, she truly did not take such matters to heart.

She had Martial Soul Hall backing her.

If nothing else, should any accident befall her, Yue Guan and Gui Mei would undoubtedly destroy the other party at any cost.

Sword Douluo and Golden Crocodile Douluo would also take action.

The persona she had built over these years was not for nothing.

With Martial Soul Hall stalling, news that the Clear Sky Sect intended to spar with the younger generation of Martial Soul Hall disciples spread rapidly, and the information about the battle continued to circulate.

Other factions were also swept into the fray for one reason or another.

In a trance, it felt somewhat like the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament.

However, in this current era, no one had even proposed such a tournament yet.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, and the two great empires all sent people to attend.

In this way, the situation suddenly became even more complex.

This was completely different from what Tang Chen had envisioned.

With so many factions involved, how could he possibly achieve his intended goal?

Tang Chen did not know that the reason things had turned out this way was because people from Martial Soul Hall were secretly fanning the flames.

Qian Daoliu and Qian Xunji naturally lacked the brains for this; the one who proposed this idea was Golden Crocodile Douluo.

He had always felt that Tang Chen's actions had ulterior motives, so he decided to blow the matter out of proportion and muddy the waters.

As various factions continued to arrive, Martial Soul Hall became increasingly lively.

The strength of Martial Soul Hall during this period had not yet reached the peak it would attain during Bibi Dong's reign.

The number of elders at the Title Douluo level was few and far between.

Faced with such a situation and display of force, even some of the high-ranking priests had to come forward.

After all, this was Martial Soul City; if anything uncontrollable were to happen, it would inevitably be a loss of face for Martial Soul Hall.

Soon, the trio of Bibi Dong and her companions returned to Martial Soul City.

After making a few inquiries, she understood exactly what was happening.

"With so many people gathered, this is a golden opportunity to make money."

Upon hearing this news, Bibi Dong's eyes immediately brightened.

Soul masters were all very wealthy, and those who could come here at this moment were all of extraordinary background.

How could she not fleece them?

She did not want to be troubled by financial matters after she eventually became the Pope.

After all, her plans would require a massive amount of capital.

If she could harvest them early, she would; by the time she became Pope, they would have grown again, and she could complete another round of harvesting then.

"Uncle Yue Guan, this is a great opportunity."

"We can have the shops we previously prepared open ahead of schedule."

"In addition, we must set up an auction house as quickly as possible. Use my teacher's token to mobilize whatever manpower and resources are needed."

As she spoke, Bibi Dong took an identity token from her Soul Tool.

This token was none other than the Pope Token of Qian Xunji.

Over these years, Qian Xunji had spent most of his time completing the trials of the Angel God, leaving the administrative affairs of Martial Soul Hall to those below him.

To prevent his disciple from encountering any trouble, Qian Xunji had given the Pope Token to her.

"Xiao Dong, can we really make a huge profit?"

Yue Guan was still somewhat hesitant.

He naturally trusted the things Bibi Dong proposed; if Xiao Dong said they could make a huge profit, then they would certainly make a huge profit.

The reason for his hesitation and doubt was that he had not expected things to escalate to such a scale, even requiring the use of the Pope Token.

If they failed to achieve the expected results afterward, it would be troublesome.

"It is fine; I shall bear the risks of this matter."

"If we truly suffer a loss, we can simply auction off two ten-thousand-year spiritual herbs to cover it."

Bibi Dong naturally understood what Yue Guan was worried about.

After giving him that reassurance, Yue Guan finally began to execute the plan according to Bibi Dong's instructions.

As for Bibi Dong, she naturally had to make a trip to the Worship Hall.

Having been away for so long to hunt for a soul ring, if she did not pay a visit to Qian Xunji, who knew what she might stir up.

Over these years, she had gained a rough understanding of Qian Xunji's personality.

How should she put it?

She had no minor flaws, but her personality was far too stubborn and paranoid.

Her desire for control was simply too intense.

If she were an ordinary soul master, this would absolutely be no problem, and she might even have earned a decent reputation.

But she was the Pope of the Martial Soul Hall, and that made it a massive problem.

At any moment, a single paranoid order could push the Martial Soul Hall into an entirely different situation.

Soon, Bibi Dong arrived at the location of the Worship Hall. She was familiar with the path, and the guards all recognized her, so they did not stop her in the slightest.

"So, you brat finally know how to come back?"

"It was just a simple soul hunt, yet it took you a full month."

Seeing Bibi Dong appear in her line of sight, Qian Xunji's mood instantly improved.

Although she was very happy in her heart, her face was filled with a look of rage.

She wore an expression of extreme anger.

"Teacher, I was just being a bit demanding with the requirements for my fourth soul ring, that is all."

Before Bibi Dong could say anything more, a flash of golden light flickered, and she found herself uncontrollably restrained by Qian Xunji's soul power and pulled right in front of her.

Then, without caring whether he agreed or not, she began to pinch his cheeks, which still retained a hint of baby fat.

At twelve years old, Bibi Dong had a slender and well-proportioned figure with exquisite features, looking just like a cute porcelain doll.

Two completely different auras—the immature and the mature—existed simultaneously within him.

He was both charming and handsome.

It was impossible to even think of him as just a boy.

Clearly, these were two distinct temperaments, yet they coexisted within Bibi Dong; not only was there no sense of dissonance, but there was also a strange, magnetic attraction.

"Xiao Dong, what is your fourth soul skill?"

Qian Xunji realized that her composure had been momentarily rattled, so she hurriedly steadied her mind and looked at Bibi Dong to ask.

"It comes from a twenty-thousand-year Medusa. The soul skill is called Medusa's Gaze, and it possesses the effects of instant casting and petrification."

Bibi Dong did not hide anything and told Qian Xunji the details of his soul skill.