Su Mo was preparing to establish an academy.
But before founding the academy, he intended to return Bibi Dong's favor for spreading the rumor that Xiao Wu was a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast Transformation.
Spreading rumors~
Who didn't know how to do that?
Besides, what he was spreading was not a rumor, but the truth.
Spirit City, nightfall.
Su Mo appeared alone in a dark alley on the city's western side.
The alley was piled with debris on both sides. Several stray cats crouched atop the walls, their green eyes fixed on this sudden intruder. He had changed into a most inconspicuous old gray robe, with the Blood Shadow Sword stored within his body and not the slightest trace of Soul Power emanating from him.
"Bibi Dong." He raised his head toward the Pope Palace, a faint curve lifting at the corner of his lips. "Don't you like spreading rumors? Then I'll play along with you."
His figure vanished once more.
The next second, he appeared in the back alley of a tavern in the eastern district.
A moment later, he appeared in a corner of a plaza where mercenaries gathered in the southern district.
The next moment, he appeared in the rear courtyard of a teahouse in the academy district to the north.
At each location, he stayed only for a few breaths. He left behind a note he had written in advance, posting it on walls, pressing it beneath stones, or stuffing it into cracks in doors. Then he disappeared.
The contents of every note were identical. The handwriting was hasty and scrawled, as though written in a rush, but the message was explosive enough to make anyone who saw it gasp.
"Pope Bibi Dong and Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang were once lovers, but were separated when Qian Xunji forcibly