Tang Hao Goes Ballistic! Bibi Dong Sets Her Sights on the Immortal Herb

In the great hall, all eyes were focused on Qian Daoliu and Qin Yao.

The "Holy Bright Heart-Cleansing Grass," pure white and exuding a sacred aura, was pushed back towards Qin Yao.

A betrothal gift.

These two words brought knowing smiles to all the worships present.

"Alright, Great Grandfather."

Qin Yao nodded slightly and put the immortal herb back into his storage Soul Tool.

In his past life, Qin Yao had been very fond of the little angel Qian Renxue, who had given everything for the Martial Soul Hall, only to end up with a shattered divine position and lost soul power.

But he also found Qian Renxue's repeated leniency towards Tang San somewhat exasperating.

Still, it was understandable. People on the Douluo Continent were all hopelessly in love, one after another.

But in this life, with him around, the tragedy of the Martial Soul Hall would never be repeated.

Qian Renxue would only be the Angel God of the Martial Soul Hall, and his woman, Qin Yao's woman.

"Alright, alright! Stop gawking!"

The Second Worship, Golden Crocodile Douluo, stood up with a gruff voice. The "Earth Dragon Golden Melon" in his hand emitted a heavy, earthy yellow glow, making him reluctant to let go.

"Big Brother has spoken, so let's quickly refine the immortal herbs and not waste Xiao Yao's kind intentions!"

"That's right, that's right!"

Thousand Jun Douluo and Falling Devil Douluo, brothers, exchanged glances and chuckled. They eagerly took their respective fruits and found places to cultivate.

Azure Luan Douluo and Light Feather Douluo also took their immortal herbs, bowed to Qian Daoliu and Qin Yao, and turned to leave.

Soon, only the First Worship Qian Daoliu, the Fourth Worship Qin Xiong, and Qin Yao remained in the great hall.

Qin Xiong looked at his elder brother and asked cheerfully, "Big Brother, when will you let Xiao Yao and Xue'er meet?"

Qian Daoliu chuckled upon hearing this.

"Indeed, Xue'er and Xiao Yao probably haven't seen each other for several years."

Qin Yao stood to the side, calculating in his mind.

Speaking of which, he and his nominal fiancée, Qian Renxue, had actually met only a few times.

As far as he could remember, Qian Renxue had already taken on the mission of infiltrating the Heaven Dou Empire and was rarely in Martial Soul City.

Only on very rare occasions would Qian Renxue secretly return to the Worship Hall to report.

At those times, she would shed the disguise of Prince Xue Qinghe and resume her female form.

Qin Yao remembered that Qian Renxue often wore a look of sadness and exhaustion on her face then.

"Xiao Yao."

Qian Daoliu's voice interrupted Qin Yao's thoughts.

He took out a token carved with a Six-Winged Angel from his embrace and handed it over.

"Take this Angel Token. Once you are near Heaven Dou City, inject soul power into it, and Xue'er will be able to sense your location."

Qin Yao reached out and took it. It felt smooth and warm in his hand.

Then, Qian Daoliu's gaze turned to Qin Xiong.

"Fourth Brother, you should accompany Xiao Yao on this trip."

"Although Dugu Bo's poison skills are good, his strength is ultimately lacking and insufficient to handle all contingencies."

"You got it! Big Brother!"

Qin Xiong readily agreed, patting his chest with his fan-like hand, producing a dull thud.

"I was also thinking of seeing that girl Xue'er and, by the way, ensuring Xiao Yao's safety."

Qin Yao did not refuse.

With his ninety-eighth-level grandfather by his side, his safety on the Douluo Continent was assured, as long as those beasts who had lived for tens of thousands of years did not make a move.

Meanwhile, on the other side.

Thousands of miles away, in the back mountains of Holy Soul Village.

A figure descended from the sky, landing heavily before a cave beneath a waterfall.

The person was tall, with a weathered face, and his tattered robes could not conceal the domineering aura he exuded.

It was Tang Hao.

After secretly protecting Tang San for a while and confirming that he had adapted to life at Shrek Academy, Tang Hao had returned here.

He habitually walked into the cave, wanting to see the Blue Silver Emperor that Ah Yin had sacrificed herself to become.

However, as he walked deeper into the cave, he froze as if struck by lightning.

Where the Blue Silver Emperor had been placed, there was only an empty pit in the ground.

Along with it, the Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone left behind by Ah Yin, which he had treasured for many years, had also vanished!

"Who!"

"Who is it!!!"

A roar suppressed to the absolute limit was squeezed out from Tang Hao's throat.

Terrifying killing intent erupted from his body instantly, causing the entire cave to tremble violently as countless shards of rock rained down.

Tang Hao's eyes were bloodshot, his breathing ragged like an ox, his chest heaving violently.

He swore that no matter who that thief was, he would tear them into ten thousand pieces!

Martial Soul City, Pope Palace.

Inside the luxurious main hall, the atmosphere was somewhat heavy.

Bibi Dong sat upright on the Pope's throne, her magnificent purple-gold robe trailing on the floor. She gripped her scepter, watching Yue Guan, who knelt on one knee below, with an expressionless face.

"So, Dugu Bo has completely defected to the Worship Hall?"

Her voice was calm, revealing neither joy nor anger.

"Yes, Your Excellency." Yue Guan kept his head lowered, answering respectfully, "Dugu Bo stated it himself: he swears to serve the Holy Son to the death."

After a long while, Bibi Dong spoke again.

"On your trip, did you see with your own eyes the immortal herbs the Holy Son brought back?"

Yue Guan's body trembled slightly.

"Reporting to Your Excellency, the Holy Son indeed possesses many immortal herbs, among which are the finest of the immortal grade, with astonishing medicinal effects."

He reported to Bibi Dong one by one the immortal herbs he had identified, excluding the Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum.

Bibi Dong listened quietly, her expression unchanging. Yet, in her heart, she was considering how to trade for an immortal herb for her disciple, Hu Liena.

As for Xie Yue and Yan, Bibi Dong did not believe Qin Yao would produce three immortal herbs for a trade.

Bibi Dong pondered for a moment before speaking: "Tell me, what kind of treasure would make the Holy Son loosen his grip?"

Yue Guan weighed his words before speaking:

"Your Excellency, forgive this subordinate for speaking bluntly."

"Immortal herbs are rare treasures of heaven and earth, impossible to seek out. I fear the Holy Son would not look twice at ordinary treasures."

"Get to the point." Bibi Dong interrupted him.

Yue Guan felt a jolt in his heart and stopped beating around the bush.

"The Worship Hall has a deep foundation; Gold Soul Coins, ordinary soul bones, and such common items—they lack none of these."

"In this subordinate's view, perhaps only a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone, or the even rarer External Soul Bone, could move the Holy Son."

A Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone.

Bibi Dong took a deep breath; she certainly knew the value of a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone.

The entire Martial Soul Hall did not possess a single Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone, otherwise, she, Bibi Dong, would have used it herself long ago.

Bibi Dong remained silent for a long time before slowly waving her hand.

"You may withdraw."

"Yes, Your Excellency."

As if granted a reprieve, Yue Guan bowed respectfully and carefully retreated from the main hall.

Walking out of the Pope Palace, the cold wind blew against his face, yet Yue Guan felt a fire burning in his heart.

Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum.

That magnificent golden chrysanthemum, radiating an aura of origin, refused to leave his mind.