Bibi Dong: Chasing and Killing? Damn it, No Martial Ethics!

"Roar!"

Dust and smoke billowed as a cry of pain pierced the sky.

Under the astonished and shocked gazes of the grandfather and granddaughter, the armor patterns on the surface of the soul beast cracked, and its massive body retreated repeatedly, nearly tumbling into the Cold Pool.

Dugu Bo turned his head to look at Su Ye, his eyes filled with suspicion and wonder.

What kind of monster is this kid?

He hasn't even obtained his fourth soul ring yet, yet he can unleash an attack comparable to a Soul Emperor. This...

And, this kid didn't even use his Martial Soul just now, did he?

Another Self-Created Soul Skill?

The corner of his eye twitched, and he felt completely numb; since when did Self-Created Soul Skills become so cheap?

Dugu Yan's beautiful eyes sparkled with stars, looking at Su Ye like a little fan girl.

"Young friend..."

"This soul beast has impressive strength; it would be better for you to handle it yourself, Senior."

Su Ye shook his head slightly, his aura retracting into his body, showing no intention of attacking again.

He had just been feeling a bit restless and wanted to test his strength.

The facts proved that his strength had indeed improved significantly after his transformation.

The soul beast before them possessed an extraordinary bloodline, with combat power likely at the level of a high-ranking Soul Emperor. While he could take it down with his current strength, there was no need.

It was too much trouble, and his soul power was about to surge; there was no need to accumulate or adapt to this level of combat experience.

"Roar!"

Caught off guard, the soul beast was enraged. It glared at Su Ye as if its eyes were spitting fire, as if to say: Damn it, you have no honor, actually resorting to a sneak attack.

With a roar, it ignored the old man entirely and charged straight at the little runt who had ambushed it.

However, before it could get close, Dugu Bo moved.

In a flash of thunder and lightning, he quickly activated Martial Soul Possession. Dragon scales covered his entire body, appearing like a god-tier suit of armor, majestic and extraordinary.

If any acquaintances were present, their jaws would surely drop.

Is this still that Old Poison?

He was practically an upgraded version of that old dragon, Yu Yuanzhen.

That's right, the evolutionary path Dugu Bo chose was the lightning attribute, though it was unclear if he had been influenced by the reputation of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect as the number one beast martial soul in the world.

"Bang!"

A dragon claw wreathed in brilliant lightning slammed down. Before the soul beast could even see what was happening, it was smashed heavily into the dirt, severely wounded and on the verge of death.

Damn it, what is wrong with you people? Why does the other one beat me up whenever I target one of you?

Can you have some chivalry? If you have the guts, fight me head-on!

"Yan Yan, the attribute and age of this Frost-Spine Ice-Armor Rhino are suitable. Go ahead and absorb it."

Dugu Bo calmly retracted his palm and called out to his precious granddaughter.

Upon hearing this, Dugu Yan immediately activated her Martial Soul Possession and stepped forward, ending the creature's last breath with a single claw.

The next second, specks of light emerged, quickly forming a pitch-black, terrifying ten-thousand-year soul ring.

Although the medicinal power of the Nirvana Creation Pill had not been fully absorbed, with Dugu Yan's current state, absorbing a ten-thousand-year soul ring was not a problem.

Of course, it depended on the situation; a super soul beast at the level of a Dark-Gold Terrorclaw Bear would still be impossible.

Even though she had been mentally prepared, Dugu Yan still couldn't hide the excitement in her heart when she truly began to absorb a ten-thousand-year soul ring.

A ten-thousand-year fourth ring!

This was a miracle that broke all conventions!

She turned to look at Su Ye, her eyes as gentle as autumn water.

Everything was brought to her by this man.

Without him, she would just be an average genius stuck in the middle.

She might not even know how long she would live.

This debt of gratitude was too great; it could never be repaid, not in a lifetime.

She could only try to find a way to bear him a few more children to barely repay the favor.

"Hmm?"

Su Ye looked at Dugu Yan with some confusion. Why was this girl staring at him instead of absorbing the soul ring?

Seeming to realize something was amiss, Dugu Yan quickly gathered her focus and said seriously, "I'm starting the absorption now."

With that, she sat cross-legged, communicating with her Martial Soul to begin drawing in the soul ring.

Dugu Bo watched nervously the entire time. Only when Dugu Yan's aura stabilized and he was certain there was no danger did he let out a long breath, exclaiming excitedly, "It's done, a ten-thousand-year fourth ring."

Su Ye walked to the side, leaned against a tree, and sat down, saying indifferently, "Rest easy, with Yan Yan's current conditions, she will be fine."

"That is all thanks to you."

Dugu Bo walked over and sat down, looking at Su Ye with a lecherous grin: "How about we discuss something?"

"What is it?"

"It's what I mentioned to you before. Yan Yan is not bad now, and her future achievements will surpass even this old man's."

Dugu Bo leaned in closer and whispered: "Have you really not noticed the way Yan Yan looks at you?"

"Well? Give me a straight answer."

Su Ye felt a headache coming on; how could there still be people urging marriage even after transmigrating?

"Sigh, you old man, stop meddling. Let nature take its course."

Having said that, he ignored the old geezer, closed his eyes, and assumed a posture of quiet meditation.

Seeing this, Dugu Bo muttered a few more times, but when he realized Su Ye was truly ignoring him, he finally shut his mouth and turned his gaze toward his precious granddaughter.

Yan Yan, Grandpa has already provided the assist; you have to put in some effort yourself!

Su Ye appeared to be cultivating, but in reality, he had already opened the Diary within his sea of consciousness.

Dugu Yan would need a while longer to absorb her spirit ring, so he might as well use this time to finish today's entry.

Otherwise, if he got busy with hunting spirits later, he might not have time to check in.

[Let me see what kind of nonsense the Diary is up to today. Huh? The topic today is actually Bibi Dong and Qian Xunji?]

Su Ye's closed eyelids trembled slightly; this was not an act, he was genuinely surprised.

He had tried his best to avoid exposing Bibi Dong's dark secrets, yet he never expected to be targeted anyway.

If nothing goes wrong, it should be the Little Angel who asked, though Liu Erlong is also possible. But the most likely candidate is that little blonde.

Su Ye muttered to himself for a moment before locking onto his target.

He really hadn't guessed wrong on this point.

Crown Prince's Residence.

Seeing the Diary update, Qian Renxue did not wait to eat melons with her usual lazy and casual attitude; her expression was serious and focused.

She had specifically chosen this topic earlier to avoid exposing her identity.

For no other reason than pure curiosity.

It was not hard to tell from the Diary that Bibi Dong had always loved Yu Xiaogang, so she desperately wanted to know what had happened between Bibi Dong and her father.

Why had Bibi Dong never liked her?

And how did her father and Bibi Dong end up together?

At the same moment.

Bibi Dong did not know Qian Renxue's thoughts, nor did she know that White Feather Does Not Cross Snow was her own daughter.

She assumed that bastard was still hounding her, and she was instantly enraged.

"BOOM!"

"Bastard, you are courting death!"

An incredibly terrifying pressure surged from Bibi Dong's body, and the dense killing intent caused the surrounding temperature to plummet to its absolute lowest point.

The Palace Guard Knights outside the Pope's Palace were all pressed to the ground by this might, countless hearts filled with terror.

"You were trashing me on Tieba yesterday, and now you want to expose my history today?"

"Bastard, don't let me find out who you are, or I will surely tear you into ten thousand pieces."