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Elsewhere.

Elder Hall.

The heavy doors closed slowly behind her, emitting a dull thud.

The chandeliers hanging from the vaulted ceiling burned with eternal flames, casting light onto the reliefs on the four walls; the ancient scenes of angels warring against demons flickered in and out of existence amidst the swaying shadows.

Seated on both sides of the long table were the most powerful individuals in Martial Soul Hall.

The Venerable Elders.

Each of them was a powerhouse at or above the level of a Titled Douluo, the very pinnacle that the entire continent's soul master world looked up to.

When Bibi Dong walked in, several gazes landed on her simultaneously.

Her footsteps did not falter.

In one year, she had advanced from level 83 to level 90, her soul power quality becoming incomparably solid under the refinement of the Spirit Milk Water Lily, further masked by that concealment technique.

Those present could only sense that her aura was more profound than a year ago, yet they could not see through her specific level.

A few Venerable Elders exchanged glances, but none spoke.

This Holy Maiden had always kept to herself.

In the past year, the number of times she had appeared in public could be counted on one hand, so it was not strange for her aura to have changed.

After all, everyone had their own cultivation secrets.

Bibi Dong's gaze swept across the long table.

At the head sat Qian Daoliu, white-robed and white-haired, his face as calm as water.

To his left were the various Venerable Elders, each a figure who could make the continent tremble with a single stomp of their foot.

With so many Venerable Elders gathered together, it was clearly no small matter.

Then, her gaze landed on one person.

Qian Xunji.

He sat at the position to Qian Daoliu's right, dressed in luxurious Pope robes, his golden hair combed meticulously, his face handsome, his expression arrogant.

Seeing Bibi Dong enter, the corners of his mouth twitched, as if he wanted to say something.

But Qian Daoliu's gaze swept over coldly.

Qian Xunji looked at his father, remembered the previous warnings, and forcibly swallowed the words on the tip of his tongue, merely letting out a very faint cold snort through his nose.

Bibi Dong withdrew her gaze, her expression unchanged.

Even though the hatred in the depths of her heart surged like magma, not a single ripple could be seen on her face.

She sat down at the other end of the long table, separated from Qian Xunji by the entire length of the table.

Seeing that everyone had arrived, Qian Daoliu got straight to the point.

"I have summoned you all today for two matters."

"The first matter. There are leads regarding the whereabouts of Tang Hao."

Bibi Dong's eyelashes flickered slightly.

Tang Hao—the twin star of the Clear Sky Sect.

For the past few years, Martial Soul Hall had been tracking his whereabouts, and everyone knew the reason why.

Tang Hao was accompanied by a woman, a woman whose true form was a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast.

What it meant for a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast to transform into human form was something that needed no explanation to those present.

A Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast was a walking mountain of gold; a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring and a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Bone were enough to drive any soul master insane.

"Spies have reported that Tang Hao and that transformed soul beast are currently active in the mountain range north of the Star Dou Forest. The two are very cautious, but there are already clues."

As Qian Daoliu spoke, his gaze swept across both sides of the long table, "Hunting down Tang Hao and capturing that Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast is the first task."

He paused, then continued.

"The second matter. Recently, three evil soul masters specializing in hunting other soul masters have appeared on the continent.

The leader is a level 89 Soul Douluo, and the other two are a level 82 and a level 83 Soul Douluo respectively. Their methods are cruel, targeting lone soul masters, and soul masters from over a dozen small sects have already been killed.

One of Martial Soul Hall's most important duties on the continent is to maintain peace in the soul master world and punish those who commit evil.

If they cannot be killed, they must be driven into Slaughter City so they can never harm the continent again."

As Qian Daoliu spoke, the Venerable Elders at the long table nodded slightly.

Although Martial Soul Hall had great ambitions, it had never been ambiguous when it came to maintaining order on the continent.

This was both the responsibility of Martial Soul Hall and a means for it to establish its prestige.

Every act of punishing evil and promoting good served to lay bricks for the rule of Martial Soul Hall.

When encountering such scum who slaughtered soul masters, Martial Soul Hall had always shown no mercy; if they truly could not be killed, they would be forced into Slaughter City, letting that city of sin execute a life sentence on behalf of Martial Soul Hall.

"Both of these matters require manpower." Qian Daoliu's gaze shifted between Qian Xunji and Bibi Dong, "The Venerable Elders are guarding Martial Soul City and should not be easily moved. The task of hunting down Tang Hao will be led by the Pope himself. As for eliminating those three evil soul masters—Holy Maiden Bibi Dong, how about you make the trip?"

Bibi Dong raised her eyes to glance at Qian Daoliu.

Holy Maiden.

This status was bestowed upon her by Martial Soul Hall, and it was one of the greatest pillars of support that had allowed her to establish a foothold within Martial Soul Hall over these years.

No matter how much Qian Xunji wished to suppress her.

As long as she remained the Holy Maiden for a single day, she would possess the status and power on the surface of Martial Soul Hall.

This identity was tied to her future; at the very least, she could not lose it before her wings were fully grown.

She was also very clear on the intention behind Qian Daoliu's request.

Exterminating evil soul masters was a great merit; it could both establish her prestige within Martial Soul Hall and make the reputation of Martial Soul Hall resound even louder across the continent.

"Very well." Bibi Dong responded indifferently.

Qian Daoliu nodded, and just as he was about to continue speaking, Qian Xunji suddenly opened his mouth.

"That Level 89 Soul Douluo is not weak." Qian Xunji's tone was very flat, his gaze not even directed at Bibi Dong, as if he were speaking to the air. "To ensure nothing goes wrong, let Chrysanthemum Douluo accompany you."

Bibi Dong's eyes turned slightly cold.

Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan was one of Qian Xunji's most trusted confidants.

Having him accompany her was assistance in name, but surveillance in reality.

Qian Xunji still did not feel at ease letting her leave Martial Soul City alone, even if it was just a pursuit mission.

"Unnecessary. I am enough on my own."

Qian Xunji's brows furrowed.

He knew what Bibi Dong's level had been a year ago.

A Level 83 Soul Douluo, while considered a powerhouse, was facing three evil soul masters of the Soul Douluo level alone, one of whom was Level 89—where did she get the confidence?

Could it be that her strength had increased significantly over this past year?

But at this level, how much could one really improve in a single year?

Just as he was about to say something more, Qian Daoliu raised a hand to stop him.

"Since the Holy Maiden has confidence, then it is settled." Qian Daoliu made the final decision.

He vaguely sensed that Bibi Dong's aura was more than a notch stronger than it had been a year ago. Although he could not see through her specific level, he trusted his intuition.

If Bibi Dong dared to say such a thing, she must have her reasons.

Qian Xunji did not speak again, but his gaze lingered on Bibi Dong for an extra moment.

That look carried scrutiny, as well as a trace of imperceptible unease.

Afterward, he moved his lips toward the lower-ranked elder, Chrysanthemum Douluo, and spoke a few words rapidly in a voice only the two of them could hear.

Chrysanthemum Douluo's expression remained normal as he gave a slight nod.

Bibi Dong saw it all, but she could not be bothered to pay it any mind.

With her current strength, a mere Chrysanthemum Douluo could do nothing to her.

As for Qian Xunji...

Once the opportunity arrived, she would surely cut him into a thousand pieces.

The conversation concluded, and Bibi Dong stood up. Without saying goodbye or offering a salute, she turned and walked toward the outside of the hall.

The cold, sinister gaze remained glued to her back, yet Bibi Dong did not even turn her head.