Clear Sky Sect Demands Accountability.

Martial Soul City, Pope Palace.

Underground Palace.

After entering the Pope Palace, Qian Xunji carried Tang Weiwei on his shoulder and headed straight for the Underground Palace.

With suites 1, 2, and 3 of the Underground Palace already occupied, Qian Xunji naturally arranged for Tang Weiwei to stay in suite 4.

Each suite was equipped with exceptional soundproofing, so Tang Yuehua remained completely unaware of Tang Weiwei's arrival.

However, Qian Xunji had no intention of keeping it from Tang Yuehua; once he was finished dealing with Tang Weiwei, he would let Tang Yuehua know of her presence.

He intended to have Tang Yuehua play a part in a performance with him.

Although his current strength meant he no longer feared the Clear Sky Sect, he simply wanted to toy with Tang Wei and the sect for his own amusement.

Suite 4.

Qian Xunji pushed the door open and tossed Tang Weiwei directly onto the bed.

The Underground Palace was equipped with both binding arrays and Soul-Sealing Arrays that were active at all times; thus, once Tang Weiwei entered, she would never be able to leave for the rest of her life without Qian Xunji's permission.

Watching Qian Xunji draw closer, Tang Weiwei understood exactly what was about to happen.

Despite her fiery personality, the sense of helplessness she felt at this moment filled her with terror.

She retreated until her back hit the wall, and with nowhere left to go, she shouted, "Qian Xunji, what do you think you're doing?"

"You had better think this through. If you do something wrong, Tang Wei and the Clear Sky Sect will never let you off."

"I am not some useless pawn like Tang Yuehua, whom the Clear Sky Sect can discard at will."

Qian Xunji shook his head, a mocking smile on his face. "Tang Weiwei, in my eyes, there is no real difference between you and Tang Yuehua. You are nothing more than a superior, more resilient vessel."

"If you are sensible, I will naturally be gentle with you."

"If you are not, I will make sure you learn exactly what I am capable of."

"Don't hold out hope that anyone will come to save you today. No one can force their way in here—not even Tang Chen."

"Even if you scream until your throat bleeds, you cannot avoid the fact that you are going to become my woman."

"Come now, be a good girl and listen to me, and I will be gentle... heh, heh, heh..." Qian Xunji laughed wantonly as he lunged at Tang Weiwei.

"Qian Xunji, you shameless wretch! Let me go! Don't you dare defile me!" Tang Weiwei struggled violently, using her hands and feet to fight him off.

Annoyed, Qian Xunji slapped her across the face.

Blood trickled from the corner of Tang Weiwei's mouth, and her head spun.

She froze, momentarily stunned, forgetting to struggle.

"You refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit!" Qian Xunji snorted, completely subduing her.

He entered!

Bright red surged!

In that moment, Qian Xunji became the first man to possess Tang Weiwei.

The sun climbed high, and time slipped away.

By the time Qian Xunji and Tang Weiwei finished, it was already afternoon.

Tang Weiwei felt only hatred for Qian Xunji; there was not a shred of affection.

Qian Xunji yawned and offered a suggestion: "Tang Weiwei, the prerequisite for taking your revenge is to stay alive."

"If you die, the humiliation you suffered today will have been for nothing."

"As long as you obey me and do as I say, I will let you leave the Underground Palace in ten years."

Tang Weiwei retorted with a sneer, "Qian Xunji, you are only trying to keep me stable."

"You may have taken me, but my life and death are not yours to command."

"I can choose to live, and I can choose to die."

"Suit yourself, it makes no difference to me."

"If you die, I will simply prepare a coffin for you."

"After all, you aren't the only superior vessel on the Douluo Continent."

Qian Xunji's attitude was entirely indifferent. Once he was dressed, he left Tang Weiwei's room.

Before departing, he gave one final piece of advice: "Tang Weiwei, ten years is not a long time for you."

"If you die, you have nothing."

"Only by living is there a possibility of anything else."

Tang Weiwei tried to end her own life time and again, but every time she thought of Qian Xunji's arrogant face, she found herself unable to go through with it.

Qian Xunji was not yet dead; why should she have to die before him?

She had to kill Qian Xunji.

No matter the price she had to pay.

Qian Xunji acted with such arrogance that his tracks would inevitably be exposed one day.

As the saying goes, one who walks by the river often enough will eventually get their shoes wet. The day Qian Xunji was exposed, the day he was condemned by every soul master on the continent, would be the perfect moment for her revenge.

After leaving Suite Number Four, Qian Xunji went to find Tang Yuehua.

Following some persuasion from Qian Xunji, Tang Yuehua gladly gave her consent.

After leaving Tang Yuehua's residence, Qian Xunji went straight to Martial Soul Hall.

He met with Gui Mei.

Gui Mei reported, "Your Holiness, Bibi Dong has something she wishes to discuss with you."

"Mm, I understand." Qian Xunji headed toward the place where Bibi Dong currently resided.

Qian Xunji entered Bibi Dong's room.

"Dong'er, I heard you were looking for me."

"Teacher, yes, I have something to report to you." Hearing Qian Xunji's voice, Bibi Dong opened her eyes in pleasant surprise and ended her meditation.

Qian Xunji did not respond, waiting quietly for what Bibi Dong had to say.

"Teacher, look, I have become a Soul Douluo." Bibi Dong revealed her eight soul rings, reporting on her cultivation progress first.

Qian Xunji commented, "Not bad, Dong'er. Having become a Soul Douluo, your physical constitution must have improved significantly."

"Come, Dong'er, let me see if you, now a Soul Douluo, can withstand my full-force assault."

Without further ado, Qian Xunji pulled Bibi Dong toward him and began to get handsy.

Damn Qian Xunji, his mind is filled with nothing but lewdness.

Wu, Xiao Gang, I am about to be defiled by this beast Qian Xunji again.

I have failed you.

As time passed, Bibi Dong's thoughts began to shift.

However, this was for the best; letting Qian Xunji become a creature that only thought with his lower half was, to her, a benefit with no drawbacks.

After all, a Qian Xunji like this would be much easier to deal with.

The sun climbed high and eventually dipped toward dusk; Qian Xunji and Bibi Dong had just finished their sparring.

Bibi Dong snuggled against Qian Xunji.

Qian Xunji said with slight dissatisfaction, "Dong'er, your physical constitution is lacking. You must reach the Title Douluo realm as soon as possible."

"Only then can I truly enjoy myself."

"Do you understand, Dong'er?"

The opportunity had arrived. Bibi Dong's eyes brightened slightly, and she immediately suggested, "Teacher, I know of a place where I can rapidly improve my cultivation without being discovered."

"Oh? Where?" Qian Xunji asked, though he already knew the answer.

"Teacher, it is Slaughter City."

Bibi Dong then provided her explanation.

"Teacher, although Slaughter City is fraught with danger, it is indeed an excellent place for me to improve."

"After all, Slaughter City is filled with soul masters."

"And, Teacher, most importantly, everyone inside Slaughter City is a heinous criminal—the kind who deserve to die a hundred times over."

"By absorbing their soul power, I am ridding the people of evil and building a reputation for Martial Soul Hall."

Qian Xunji nodded, agreeing, "Dong'er, what you say makes sense."

"In order for you to become a Title Douluo sooner and promote the reputation of Martial Soul Hall, I will have someone send you to Slaughter City tomorrow."

"Thank you, Teacher." Bibi Dong was pleasantly surprised. The hardest part of any endeavor is the beginning; the first step had been taken, and she believed the results would only get better from here.

"Dong'er, once you go to Slaughter City, who knows when we will meet again? Let us have one more round."

"Mm, very well, Teacher."

Heh, a creature that thinks with his lower half.

Qian Xunji is nothing more than this.

Bibi Dong began to harbor a growing sense of contempt for Qian Xunji.

Douluo Continent, Martial Soul City.

Tang Wei arrived outside Martial Soul City with more than half of the Clear Sky Sect's forces.

"Qian Xunji, you shameless lecher, you scoundrel, you base wretch! Get out here and return Elder Tang Weiwei to my Clear Sky Sect!"

The voice echoed, layer upon layer.

It reached the ears of both Qian Xunji and Qian Daoliu simultaneously.

Qian Xunji was deeply displeased that Tang Wei had interrupted his good time. He patted Bibi Dong and said, "Dong'er, wait for me. I will deal with this fellow Tang Wei and return shortly."

"Yes, Teacher, please return as soon as possible." Bibi Dong watched Qian Xunji leave, her heart gradually forming its own secret agenda.

A plan to utilize the Clear Sky Sect to contend against Martial Soul Hall began to take shape in Bibi Dong's mind.

With Qian Xunji being such a lowlife, Tang Weiwei, Ah Yin, and Tang Yuehua must surely hate him to the core.

At this moment, Bibi Dong actually hoped that Qian Xunji would take every woman with exceptional talent from the Seven Great Sects for himself.