Gang Zi's Big Move

Pope Palace.

Bibi Dong sat upright on the Pope Throne, holding the document Elder Yun Shuo had just submitted.

Since inviting Yu Xiaogang to join Spirit Hall, she had not met with Yu Xiaogang alone.

The two of them either discussed official matters at the Creation Institute or communicated through written applications like this.

Her gaze slowly swept over the document.

"Inviting all Titled Douluo across the continent to Spirit City in the name of the Creation Institute?"

Her voice was calm. "He certainly dares to think big."

Yue Guan and Gui Mei stood on either side.

Yue Guan stepped forward, frowning. "Your Holiness, I'm afraid this will be difficult to accomplish. Which Titled Douluo isn't arrogant and proud?"

"Besides," Gui Mei added, "if needed, I think the Titled Douluo of Spirit Hall alone would already be enough. There's no need at all to invite other Titled Douluo here."

Bibi Dong did not speak immediately.

Her fingers lightly tapped her Scepter, producing deep knocking sounds.

"You are both right." She finally spoke, but there was not the slightest hesitation in her voice. "But Yu Xiaogang is more right. The Soul Beasts are extinct. No one has any way out now."

"At a time like this, everyone has to contribute!"

"Those Titled Douluo may choose not to come, but they cannot possibly not care about the inheritance of their sects."

"Once a substitute for Soul Rings is developed, it will definitely have to be made public."

"If they refuse to come now, they'll leave themselves open to criticism!"

"No matter their reasons, they will come."

Bibi Dong analyzed the matter calmly.

Yue Guan and Gui Mei exchanged a glance and said nothing further.

Bibi Dong rose to her feet, her papal robes stirring without wind.

"Convey my decree!"

"In the name of the Soul Master Creation Institute, Spirit Hall shall announce this to the world."

"We sincerely invite all Titled Douluo of Douluo Continent to gather in Spirit City on the fifteenth of next month, to jointly discuss the great matter of the Soul Master world's survival."

"This is a grand event concerning the fate of all Soul Masters under heaven. It is unrelated to sect grudges and unrelated to past disputes."

"In the name of every Pope of Spirit Hall, I swear that all attendees shall be honored guests of Spirit Hall. No one may seek revenge or cause trouble within one hundred li of Spirit City."

"Those who violate this shall be executed by Spirit Hall."

Her voice echoed through the great hall, every word carrying unquestionable authority.

"Your subordinates obey."

Yue Guan and Gui Mei bowed to accept the order, then withdrew from the Pope Palace.

Only Bibi Dong remained in the vast hall.

She returned to the throne, her gaze falling upon the familiar handwriting on the document as her eyes gradually softened.

"Xiao Gang."

She called softly, her voice so light it seemed she feared shattering something precious.

"Go ahead and do it."

"With me here, no one can stop you."

Bibi Dong gave Yu Xiaogang her complete support.

Yet there was also a trace of melancholy in her eyes.

She was worried about what would happen if Yu Xiaogang failed to produce any results.

An entire year had passed. Yu Xiaogang had led the whole Creation Institute and consumed countless resources, yet there had still been no major progress.

"No... That won't happen. I believe Xiao Gang can definitely do it!"

"I only need to support him with everything I have!"

Bibi Dong quickly firmed up her resolve again.

Spirit Hall's announcement was like a depth charge, setting off towering waves throughout Douluo Continent.

Heaven Dou Empire, Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Ning Fengzhi read the announcement bearing the Pope's golden seal of Spirit Hall over and over again, his expression incomparably complicated.

"Inviting all Titled Douluo on the continent to Spirit City?"

Bone Douluo Gu Rong stood behind him, his voice rough and shocked. "Spirit Hall has been researching for a year. Could it be they haven't made even the slightest progress?"

"When he proposed the idea of 'First Condense Ring Then Supplement Skill' a year ago, everyone thought he was a genius."

"Now a year has passed, and the Creation Institute has produced nothing. Yet he has stirred up such a huge commotion again."

Sword Douluo Chen Xin sat to one side, looking calm. "Most likely. How could a substitute for Soul Rings possibly be so easy to develop?"

Ning Fengzhi set down the document and sighed softly. "Yes. Haven't we been researching it as well? We've gotten nowhere too!"

"Rongrong has been stuck at the level 10 bottleneck for nearly a year as well!"

Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo fell silent.

Ning Fengzhi stood and walked to the window, looking toward the Martial Arts Arena outside.

Several young disciples were cultivating in the Martial Arts Arena.

They were very diligent, and the fluctuations of their circulating Soul Power could be clearly felt.

But what did that change?

Without Soul Rings, they would never be able to break through to the next realm for the rest of their lives.

"So, are we going?" Bone Douluo frowned.

"We're going." Ning Fengzhi turned around, his gaze resolute. "Not only are we going, we will go openly and proudly. Uncle Sword, I'll have to trouble you to accompany me to Spirit City this time."

Sword Douluo nodded, his expression still calm.

Bone Douluo snorted. "I'm just afraid Spirit Hall is up to no good."

"With that oath in place, they won't dare act recklessly." Ning Fengzhi picked up the document again.

Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

Yu Yuanzhen sat in the sect leader's elevated seat, his expression dark as water.

The elders stood in rows on either side, every one of them looking terrible.

"Outrageous!"

A white-haired elder spoke indignantly. "That bastard Yu Xiaogang has actually stirred up such a huge affair again. Hasn't he brought enough shame upon our Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan already?"

"A year has passed, and the Creation Institute has researched nothing. Now he is making some spectacle about 'Titled Douluo joining in this grand occasion.'"

"Sect Leader, this must never be accepted. Our Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan cannot afford this disgrace!"

Yu Yuanzhen remained silent.

"Sect Leader." Another elderly elder slowly spoke, his tone much gentler than the others'. "No matter what, Yu Xiaogang did come from our Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan. If he truly manages to accomplish something in Spirit Hall..."

"Then it would be Spirit Hall's accomplishment, and have nothing to do with us." The white-haired elder cut him off coldly.

"Enough." Yu Yuanzhen finally spoke.

His voice was not loud, yet the entire hall fell silent in an instant.

"I will go," he said.

"Sect Leader..." The white-haired elder grew anxious.

"Not for that unfilial son." Yu Yuanzhen stood up, his tall figure casting a heavy shadow across the hall. "For the future of the sect."

"Besides." A flash of cold lightning passed through his eyes. "I want to see exactly what that unfilial son has managed to make of things after a whole year of fussing around."

"Su Mo, Gang Zi is making another big move!"

"He actually invited all Titled Douluo to Spirit Hall!"

The moment Xiao Wu received the news, she ran to Su Mo.

She used to call him Grandmaster, but after hearing Su Mo call him Gang Zi a few times, she began calling him Gang Zi too.

"What happened?"

Su Mo grew curious.

Only after Xiao Wu explained everything in detail did Su Mo understand what had happened.