Fallen Soul Master

Leaving the Worship Hall.

Bibi Dong wrapped her arms around Ye Guyue's waist, calling out in a tingling, soft voice:

"Husband, the Grand Pontiff himself said we should speed up our progress. Why not just agree to Dong'er's little request and do it a few more times?"

Ye Guyue gripped his robes, looking down with a lowered head at the fawning, smiling face of Bibi Dong.

It was simply mortifying for him.

"How could I, Ye Guyue, have a junior sister like you? Shameless, and you even went to tattle to Grandpa Qian."

He truly hadn't expected Bibi Dong to actually report him; she was becoming more wicked by the day.

"Husband, you're so mean. Dong'er just wants you to be a mother, that's all."

As she spoke, Bibi Dong pressed against Ye Guyue's chest and took a deep breath, her face full of intoxication: "So fragrant. Husband, why don't we go home? Let's do it one more time, okay?"

Bibi Dong acted spoiled, hoping Ye Guyue would agree, but when she looked up, she saw Ye Guyue's veins bulging and his face covered in black lines.

It was over; she hadn't paid any attention, too busy enjoying herself.

"Dong'er, if you dare to act so recklessly again, next time, Husband will throw you out."

Ye Guyue issued an ultimatum.

"I promise." Bibi Dong guaranteed.

The props in the secret room were already prepared; when the time came, Husband, you will know the extent of Dong'er's prowess.

"You had better keep your word, otherwise, you know what will happen."

A chill appeared on Ye Guyue's cold, clear face.

The more Bibi Dong looked at him, the more she wanted to pull Ye Guyue down and bully him fiercely beneath her.

"Husband is the greatest, Dong'er will definitely keep her word. Let's hurry to our destination; Dong'er can't wait to see Husband show off his skills."

Bibi Dong was filled with anticipation!

"Stop your glib talk!"

"Dong'er, if you don't behave, I'll deal with you when we return after finishing our business."

Ye Guyue gave a coquettish rebuke, and with a shift of his intent, his Radiant Holy Dragon martial soul manifested. He scooped up Bibi Dong and leaped onto the dragon's back.

They immediately rushed toward the location Qian Daoliu had mentioned.

Bibi Dong breathed a sigh of relief; thankfully, Husband hadn't continued his lecture.

However, next time, could she perhaps be even more excessive?

Just after the two had left, Azure Luan and Guangling Douluo arrived at the Worship Hall.

"Big Brother, have Little Yueyue and the others arrived yet? I specifically bought them gifts."

Guangling Douluo stepped into the Worship Hall, his face full of smiles.

"They left," Qian Daoliu said indifferently.

"What? They left so soon?" Guangling Douluo looked at the large bag of gifts in his hands. "What do I do now? I still wanted to hear Little Yueyue praise me."

Azure Luan Douluo laughed: "Guangling, stop acting like a child. You're an old man of how many years now?"

"I don't care, I want to hear it. Little Yueyue once said that Grandpa Guangling is the best. If it weren't for the Demon Soul Great White Shark blocking the way back then, I would have already taken him to visit Sea God Island," Guangling Douluo said righteously.

"That was how many years ago? Guyue was still small back then and didn't know anything."

Azure Luan Douluo corrected him: "Because Guyue said that Grandpa Azure Luan is the best."

As the words fell.

Guangling Douluo looked at the intoxicated-looking Azure Luan Douluo, stunned for a moment, and immediately retorted:

"Azure Luan, don't be so narcissistic. Little Yueyue was talking about me."

Azure Luan Douluo refused to concede: "It was me."

The two immediately bumped their heads together, neither willing to yield to the other.

Seeing this, Qian Daoliu felt fortunate that Ye Guyue had left quickly.

An hour and a half later, Ye Guyue and Bibi Dong landed in front of a village filled with a foul, filthy aura.

The nearest town was at least ten miles away.

Upon arriving, they discovered that tents had been erected outside the town, filled with survivors from the village. Healing spirit masters sent by the Heaven Dou Empire were also treating the surviving villagers.

"A filthy aura."

Ye Guyue did not like this aura at all.

Bibi Dong sniffed the air: "Fallen spirit masters. Last time, I worked with Elder Yue to kill a Spirit Saint. They are very dangerous, but Husband, you are a Spirit Douluo; dealing with them is more than enough, provided they aren't in large groups."

The two entered the village together.

The once vibrant village had already turned into a ruin; broken walls and debris were everywhere, and not a single building remained intact.

"Big sister."

Just then, a childish voice rang out.

Ye Guyue and Bibi Dong looked toward the sound, only to see a little boy, covered in dirt and dressed in rags, running toward them.

"Who are you calling?" Bibi Dong asked.

"This big sister here." The little boy pointed at Ye Guyue, who stood before him in white robes with an ethereal temperament.

Bibi Dong chuckled, "You child, you have a good eye... Ouch."

Bibi Dong's head was struck by a heavy blow.

"Have some decorum. If you dare spout nonsense again, I'll throw you out," Ye Guyue said, rolling his eyes at Bibi Dong.

He then looked at the little boy, his voice cold, "How did you end up here? There isn't a soul in this village; everyone is at the camp outside."

The little boy explained with a pitiful look, "Big sister, I was playing and wandered in here, then I got lost. Can you take me out?"

The reason was perfectly plausible, and children of that age were generally quite playful.

Ye Guyue nodded, "Then follow us."

The little boy's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly thanked them. He approached Ye Guyue's leg and reached out with a small, delicate hand. Just as he was about to touch the leg, his fingernails turned black, and he attempted to sink them into Ye Guyue's flesh.

Ye Guyue suddenly kicked out, sending the little boy flying.

The heavy force shattered the wooden house nearby.

"Husband, what happened?" Bibi Dong hadn't reacted at all.

Ye Guyue said coldly, "This person is not a little boy at all, but a Fallen Spirit Master in disguise. If he hadn't leaked a trace of his aura just now, it would have been hard to detect."

"Although I don't know what his goal is, he definitely has ill intentions."

The little boy, who had been kicked into the wooden house, began to be surrounded by a mass of black energy.

A withered, skeletal hand emerged first, followed by the rest of his body appearing before the two.

He no longer looked like he had before; he was now a skeletal old man with a terrifying aura.

"I didn't expect the people of Martial Soul Hall to be so vigilant. It's a pity that this old man is a Spirit Saint expert; killing you will be easy. Capturing you to threaten Martial Soul Hall is also a decent choice."

Dressed in tattered clothes with a head of white hair and an aura that made one feel nauseated, the old man filled Ye Guyue with disgust.

"Spirit, possess!"

A black venomous snake appeared, coiling around the old man's body.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black—seven spirit rings rose slowly.

"Hahaha, you two little girls, your strength is at most that of a Spirit Emperor, yet you dare to come here."

The old man laughed loudly.

"You old immortal, you're at death's door and still putting on an act. Watch how my husband teaches you a lesson."

Bibi Dong pointed at the old man and mocked him.

The old man laughed heartily, "Then I'd like to see how you teach... me..."

As he laughed, the sound came to an abrupt halt, and his pupils shrank at the sight before him.

A golden Radiant Holy Dragon manifested.

The golden light was dazzling and eye-catching, immediately suppressing him.

Yellow, purple, black, black, black, black, red, red.

"A Spirit Douluo with dual hundred-thousand-year spirit rings?"

The old man couldn't believe it. Was this a joke?

"Run!" The old man didn't dare say another word; he immediately summoned all his spirit power and turned to flee.

"Third Spirit Skill: Radiant Dragon Breath."

Sacred light energy gathered before him and erupted instantly, firing a beam of holy dragon breath a hundred meters thick.

The blinding light swallowed the fleeing old man whole.

"Ah!" The old man let out a miserable scream before being reduced to ashes.

After killing the old man, Bibi Dong immediately pounced on the cold and aloof Ye Guyue, "You're so amazing, Dong'er is here to reward you."

"Don't, you are being presumptuous, Dong'er, mmmph."