You Have to Believe Him

Martial Soul City, Pope Palace.

Pope Qian Xunji returned in a state of severe injury and crushing defeat after hunting down Tang Hao and the Blue Silver Emperor.

No one could believe that Tang Hao, having just stepped into the Title Douluo realm, had defeated three Title Douluo of Martial Soul Hall and even left Qian Xunji critically wounded.

This event could be called a legend in the soul master world of the Douluo Continent, yet it was simultaneously a great humiliation for Martial Soul Hall.

Even if Tang Hao was a traitor to the soul master world!

A level 95 Title Douluo with a Six-Winged Angel martial soul—this martial soul alone granted power unrivaled at the same level, capable of fighting a level 96 elder to a standstill.

Yet, Tang Hao had managed to bridge a five-level gap to defeat and critically wound Qian Xunji upon his breakthrough, a feat that defied all reason.

Defeat and critical injury were, after all, two very different things!

Furthermore, when they had surrounded Tang Hao, it was not just his father who was a Title Douluo; there were two other Title Douluo present, along with many high-level Soul Douluo.

And yet, Tang Hao, a fresh Title Douluo, had turned the tables and killed them.

Everyone was baffled, unable to find an answer, and could only turn their thoughts toward the God of Evil, the antithesis of the Angel God.

Had Tang Hao perhaps obtained the inheritance of the God of Evil?

Otherwise, it was simply too irrational.

Even with the Clear Sky Inheritance and an additional hundred-thousand-year soul ring, it was unlikely that Tang Hao could unleash such overwhelming combat power.

But there was someone in Martial Soul Hall who did not care about this; she only cared about Li Pu.

Upon learning that Li Pu had died during this operation, the dark hatred in Bibi Dong's heart erupted once more.

Having finally emerged from the pain of her previous failed and deceived relationship, ready to embrace a new future, only for her teacher to strike at that future again—how could she not be filled with resentment once more?

"Qian Xunji! You have ruined me again. Why do you obstruct me time and time again!"

"Yes, why indeed? It is because Qian Xunji views you as his private property. How could he ever allow another to touch what is his, no matter how exceptional that person may be?"

A seductive, enchanting, and gloomy voice echoed within Bibi Dong's heart.

"I want to kill him, I must kill him! Such a beastly demon does not deserve to live!" Bibi Dong's eyes turned blood-red.

"That is right. The Angel Clan is hypocritical, a sinful existence. The Douluo Continent has no need for hypocritical gods."

"Kill him, devour his soul, and you shall formally initiate my divine trials and obtain the power of a god! You can achieve all your wishes: kill the Qian Xunji who defiled you, destroy Martial Soul Hall, destroy the Angel Clan. You can accomplish everything you desire. Once you inherit my divine position in the future, you can summon back the lover you crave and head to the God Realm to stay together forever."

Gradually, Bibi Dong's mind was pulled into an abyss by the gloomy voice behind her.

Chrysanthemum Douluo knew of Li Pu's plan. From the Immortal Herb requirements—which included not only the Lovesick Heartbreak Red but also herbs to strengthen the soul—and Qian Xunji's murderous intent toward him, he had roughly guessed what Li Pu intended to do.

Afterward, his "death" would inevitably cause Bibi Dong to lose control. Upon learning of Li Pu's "death," she had rushed over in a panic.

"Holy Maiden, Elder Li is not dead."

"You lie to me! He is already dead!" Bibi Dong glared at Chrysanthemum Douluo.

Chrysanthemum Douluo hurriedly said, "Holy Maiden, do you remember the Lovesick Heartbreak Red? The Lovesick Heartbreak Red can bring the dead back to life and regrow flesh and bone; Elder Li cannot possibly be dead."

"Then where is his body? Why was it not brought back? Are you not afraid that Tang Hao would grind his bones to dust!" Bibi Dong grabbed Chrysanthemum Douluo and demanded.

Chrysanthemum Douluo quickly explained, "We simply had no time. This is the worst-case scenario. Elder Li consumed the soul bone of Tang Hao's wife, so Tang Hao would never let him go. But rest assured, Elder Li has made full preparations. He intends to seek life through death!"

To challenge the methods of divine resurrection with a mortal body, even after being ground to dust—it was unthinkable. How could a mere mortal resurrect without the aid of a god?

Bibi Dong's grip loosened, and Chrysanthemum Douluo continued, "Holy Maiden, Elder Li said you must remain calm and not lose control. You must stay clear-headed!"

Bibi Dong roared, "Calm? How can you expect me to be calm? Why didn't he tell me about this!"

"If Elder Li had told you, you certainly would not have let him go, and his plan could never have been realized."

Seeking life through death was not something everyone dared to do, nor could anyone achieve it, yet Li Pu had done exactly that.

"Then has he resurrected? Has he come back to life!"

Bibi Dong desperately wanted to know the result, but how could Chrysanthemum Douluo know? Still, he braced himself and said, "Holy Maiden, rest assured, Elder Li will definitely resurrect. It just takes time."

"How long will the resurrection take? A day? A year!"

To Bibi Dong, resurrection was not an easy matter. Aside from gods, how could a mortal achieve it? Yet, in her heart, she was willing to believe Li Pu could do it.

"...I don't know."

"Get out!"

Bibi Dong threw Chrysanthemum Douluo away. Chrysanthemum Douluo felt helpless; Li Pu's methods were truly outrageous, just like his name—everything he did was beyond reason, things no ordinary person would ever dare attempt.

Whether the Lovesick Heartbreak Red combined with soul-strengthening Immortal Herb could truly resurrect someone, Chrysanthemum Douluo could not be sure. He was, after all, just an ordinary person.

It could be said that Li Pu was gambling entirely with his own life!

He could not understand it; if you knew Qian Xunji was likely to kill you, why not just leave? Why go through all this trouble?

Chrysanthemum Douluo could not fathom the reason for this.

At this very moment, Bibi Dong could no longer suppress her murderous intent toward Qian Xunji.

Her near-perfect face was somewhat distorted, her expression ferocious, and her amethyst-like pupils turned blood-red, as if she were ready to devour anyone in her path.

Once again influenced by the lingering consciousness of the Rakshasa God, the darkness and hatred within Bibi Dong's heart were magnified infinitely, and she quickly reached a decision.

She knew her opportunity to kill Qian Xunji had arrived; this chance was preceded by the departure of Li Pu, and she would certainly not let Qian Xunji off easily!

On the other side, the healing soul master team of Martial Soul Hall was treating Qian Xunji, but his injuries exceeded their wildest imaginations. No matter how hard they tried, his condition did not improve in the slightest.

Little Qian Renxue asked anxiously, "Elders, how is my father's condition?"

"Young Miss, the Pope's external wounds are no longer a concern, but..." Elder Tree, who possessed the Martial Soul Tree of Life, wore an expression of hesitation.

"But what? Tell me, Grandpa Tree..." Little Qian Renxue was frantic.

"It is just that there is a powerful destructive force inside the Pope's body, and I am completely powerless against it," Elder Tree said helplessly.

"How is that possible? Grandpa Tree, you are the strongest healing soul master," Qian Renxue refused to believe it.