After exchanging pleasantries, Qian Xunji and Yu Yuanzhen went to the reception hall to discuss this transaction.
And Bibi Dong wandered around the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan under the protection of Falling Devil Douluo.
Sheltered by a Title Douluo, Bibi Dong held nothing back even within someone else's clan, going wherever she wanted.
This was the confidence the Spirit Hall gave him.
However, Bibi Dong also knew his boundaries; he would never approach any forbidden area of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.
"Elder Jiang Mo, do you think there is any possibility of a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast existing in the Thunder Canyon jurisdiction of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan?"
While strolling, Bibi Dong silently noted the general terrain of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan in his heart.
Doing this was in preparation for unifying the continent in the future.
After recording the terrain more or less, he cast his gaze toward the distant Soul Beast Forest under the jurisdiction of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.
He needed soul beasts—powerful Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts.
Possessing foreknowledge, having been reborn so early, and backed by the Spirit Hall, why not equip his second martial soul entirely with Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Rings?
Therefore, he would not let go of any place suspected of having a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring.
If he could not gather enough on land, he would head out to the vast ocean when the time came.
"A primeval forest of this scale has a very high probability of hiding a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast."
"But wanting to hunt a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast here is no simple matter. The moment the commotion gets a bit large, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan will notice. Conflicts and contention will inevitably happen then, and unless the Grand Elder or Second Worship steps forward, it will be very difficult to successfully snatch it even if a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast is discovered."
Mentioning the Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, Falling Devil Douluo's gaze also carried a hint of intense heat.
As a soul master, who would not want a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring.
There was an essential difference for Title Douluo with or without a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring.
Yet he and his brother were destined to no longer have this opportunity.
After all, they had already obtained their Ninth Soul Ring.
"Is it hard to successfully hunt under the noses of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragons? Then why not just make the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan disappear?"
Bibi Dong did not voice these words aloud; instead, he muttered them softly and silently in his heart.
Right at this moment, a commotion came from the distance.
A disciple of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan walked past, and the people around him pointed and gossiped about him.
"It's him!"
"Being the sect master's son, yet he awakened a pig martial soul."
"Trash with half a rank of Innate Soul Power, and he still enjoys the sect's core disciple resources. How does he have the face?"
"No choice, who made his father the sect master?"
"Trash should have the self-awareness of trash, and should hand over that portion of resources for talented disciples to use."
"You must not know this, but I heard that he not only collects the core disciple portion of resources, but the sect master also secretly pays out of his own pocket to prepare an extra portion for him."
"A piece of trash brazenly getting so many resources, and still acting all arrogant the whole day long, I really don't know what he has to be arrogant about..."
Faced with the gossip of his peers, that mediocre-looking youth was so wronged he was practically on the verge of tears.
He wanted to retort something, only to find he had only one mouth and simply could not out-talk so many people.
"You... you guys..."
"I'm going to tell Dad that you're bullying me..."
Deliberately tripped by the others, the youth could no longer hold it in, his face streaming with tears as he roared angrily at the crowd.
Immediately, he ran toward the distance without even lifting his head.
With such status and such treatment, this mediocre-looking youth was clearly Yu Xiaogang.
Seeing that Yu Xiaogang was male, Bibi Dong finally let out a sigh of relief.
If even Yu Xiaogang had been feminized, he truly dared not imagine what kind of scene that would be.
"Is someone fanning the flames behind this?"
Bibi Dong looked at those Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan disciples mocking Yu Xiaogang, keenly discovering that a few people were steering the rhythm within the crowd.
This kind of situation was very easy to understand.
A piece of trash enjoying resources he shouldn't enjoy—such an action violated the rules and regulations of the sect, so naturally some people were unwilling to see such a thing.
Bibi Dong didn't feel Yu Xiaogang was pitiful; having enjoyed things he shouldn't have, he deserved to bear this mockery.
Speaking of pressure, Yu Yuanzhen, who cast aside the sect's honor to open privileges for him, bore even greater pressure.
And then?
How did Yu Xiaogang repay his father?
If he had even once told Bibi Dong that his father was the only light in his desperate straits, the Bibi Dong in the original work might not have targeted the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.
The brain-dead Bibi Dong in the original work had liked Yu Xiaogang to the point of madness, and her reason for destroying the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon was to annihilate the clan that brought harm to Xiaogang.
Thinking of this matter, Bibi Dong felt that the Bibi Dong of the original work was truly blind.
To be able to take a liking to Yu Xiaogang.
She must never have seen any good things.
And she must have been truly starved.
Having seen Yu Xiaogang and confirmed the other party was male, the purpose of this trip was achieved.
He had also incidentally recorded the general terrain of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan deep in his heart, which could be called a fruitful harvest.
For the rest of the time, Bibi Dong stopped wandering around. He found a densely populated place and, while chatting idly with them, pried out the intelligence he wanted.
And to be honest, it truly yielded a lot of unexpected intelligence.
He even outlined a general plan in his mind to annihilate the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragons.
And that was even without the Spirit Hall stepping into the fray.
Since he had become Bibi Dong, he naturally wouldn't inherit that damn Rakshasa God.
Not only was it stingy, but it also made him take the blame.
You'd have to be sick in the head to inherit that.
If he really had to choose, it would be better to choose the Sea God's godhood inheritance.
Among numerous deities, the Sea God was notoriously wealthy and generous.
As for the Asura God King's godhood, how should one put it?
Before being certain whether Tang San was personally arranged on the Douluo Continent by the Asura God King, he would not go to Slaughter City.
In fact, what he wanted more was Self-Created Godhood.
Because of this, once he took charge of the Spirit Hall, no matter what he did, he would never easily let the Spirit Hall step in firsthand.
He would guide them into infighting, make all the people beg the Spirit Hall to step in, and proactively push them onto that supreme position.
Only thus could he better collect the Power of Faith.
After learning what he wanted to know, Bibi Dong killed time when he had nothing to do by chatting idly with Falling Devil Douluo, simultaneously understanding information related to the soul master world and learning all kinds of knowledge.
Bibi Dong had to admit the heavy weight held by Title Douluo of this era.
Every single one of them was a true genius, holding unique insights of their own on the path of cultivation.
They were far from comparable to those Title Douluo who were directly force-leveled into existence.
Before he knew it, the sun was setting in the dusk.
Qian Xunji had also settled the transaction with Yu Yuanzhen. Accompanied by the glow of the evening clouds, Qian Xunji appeared in Bibi Dong's line of sight like an immortal bathing in holy light.
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