Heaven Helps Dai Mubai!

The fact that Bibi Dong murdered the previous Pope, Qian Xunji, has been exposed by the Sky Screen. The Martial Soul Hall elders loyal to the Qian family will certainly no longer recognize her as Pope, and they may even demand her life as retribution for killing her mentor.

Even the rank-and-file members of Martial Soul Hall will be gripped by panic; how can they accept a leader who ascended to power by murdering her own master?

It is easy to imagine that Martial Soul Hall is about to plunge into a period of massive turmoil.

In the aftermath, the strength of Martial Soul Hall will inevitably decline sharply due to this internal strife. How could they possibly deal with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect then?

Ning Fengzhi and Chen Xin were both fantasizing about this outcome.

However, neither of them knew that the Young Master of Martial Soul Hall was standing right beside them, taking in every word they said.

You want to watch my Martial Soul Hall tear itself apart so you can remain unscathed? Keep dreaming! Qian Renxue thought with resentment.

She took a deep breath, struggling to suppress the complex emotions roiling within her. She forced herself to put on a radiant smile, stood up, and said to Ning Fengzhi and Chen Xin, "As Teacher said, Martial Soul Hall will surely be too preoccupied to look after itself for a while. It seems we can all finally catch our breath."

"Indeed," Ning Fengzhi nodded with a smile.

Yet, as he recalled the image on the Sky Screen showing his own sect being slaughtered by Martial Soul Hall, his smile slowly faded.

Damn Martial Soul Hall. No, I must see if I can kick them while they're down during their internal conflict and further weaken them!

"By the way, Qinghe, you were acting on the Emperor's orders to meet Xue Hen, right? I wonder..." Ning Fengzhi finally remembered to ask Qian Renxue about Xue Hen.

Because he was so disgusted by Ning Fengzhi's earlier display of 'petty triumph,' Qian Renxue put on a helpless expression and replied, "The Prince killed Xue Tian with his own hands, and I informed him that Consort Ning had already been killed. He seems... very dissatisfied. It is possible he will implicate Consort Ning's family—which is to say, Teacher's Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. Teacher, you should prepare yourself early."

"Ah?" Upon hearing this, the tension on Ning Fengzhi's face instantly turned into a look of dismay.

It was truly a case of fearing the worst and having it come true.

Great sorrow, great joy, and then great sorrow again.

His mood had fluctuated more violently today than in all his past years combined!

Chen Xin's brows were tightly locked, and he too felt the immense pressure of this news. However, he still comforted Ning Fengzhi, "Fengzhi, the Crown Prince only said it was possible, not certain. Don't worry too much. Besides, even if that Xue Hen really comes to cause trouble, with Gu Rong and me joining forces, plus the support of your Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, we may not necessarily lose to him!"

"Uncle Sword..." The level 79 Ning Fengzhi turned to look at his Uncle Sword, the meaning in his gaze clear.

Uncle Sword, do we really have the strength to fight him?

Chen Xin nodded solemnly.

Although Ning Fengzhi knew his Uncle Sword was just trying to comfort him, his mood eased slightly.

Fine, I will take it one step at a time. If that Xue Hen really comes for revenge, then our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect will just have to stand our ground.

Meanwhile, elsewhere.

Shrek Academy.

"It really is her. She is the one who killed Qian Xunji!" Tang Hao gripped his fists, his voice low and heavy.

Then, his eyes, clouded by years of heavy drinking, suddenly widened. He let out a roar and opened his right hand, causing a massive iron hammer to appear. At the same time, nine soul rings—yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, and red—emerged from beneath his feet. A powerful aura erupted, shaking the surrounding trees violently and forcing Tang San, Xiao Wu, and Dai Mubai to retreat repeatedly.

Tang Hao gripped the Clear Sky Hammer, swinging it wildly as he shouted, "Bibi Dong, you have brought such ruin upon my Clear Sky Sect! You despicable bitch, I will never let you go!"

"Father..." Tang San raised his right arm to shield himself from the chaotic, surging aura. Looking at Tang Hao's frantic figure, his face was filled with worry.

"Xiao San, let your father vent. Once he has finished and calmed down, we can discuss how to deal with Bibi Dong together," Dai Mubai said, patting Tang San on the shoulder. His tone and expression were that of a supportive older brother who treated Tang San's problems as his own.

"Mm, thank you, Boss Dai." Hearing Dai Mubai's words, Tang San nodded in gratitude.

"We are brothers; we should share in both fortune and misfortune. Your business is my business!" Dai Mubai said earnestly.

At that moment, an idea had already taken root in his mind: leave this place and take Tang Hao and his son back to Star Luo City!

He hadn't done this before because he feared offending Martial Soul Hall, as Tang Hao was a wanted criminal accused of killing the Pope.

But the situation was different now. The Sky Screen had exposed the truth; Clear Sky Douluo was innocent, and the previous Pope, Qian Xunji, was not killed by him at all. Since that was the case, Martial Soul Hall had no reason to keep hunting him.

And he, Dai Mubai, could openly bring Tang Hao and Tang San back to Star Luo City to meet his father, Emperor Tianfeng.

At that point, he could use the pretext of helping them seek revenge to win them over, forming an alliance between them and the Star Luo Imperial Family. At the same time, he would tell his father how close he was with Tang San, how Tang Hao regarded him as a nephew and supported him, and then...

Heh heh, how could Dai Weisi compete with me then?

With Clear Sky Douluo on his side, the position of Crown Prince would surely be his!

In truth, he wasn't particularly interested in being Crown Prince, but unfortunately, the Star Luo Empire had no princes; brothers had to fight to the death, so Dai Mubai had no choice but to seize the throne.

Dai Mubai, who had previously been terrified and felt he had no hope, choosing only to flee to a foreign land, was now filled with the fighting spirit to compete against Dai Weisi.

He looked at Tang Hao, who was still raving not far away, a deep smile flashing in his eyes.

The appearance of this Sky Screen is truly a blessing. It's perfect—it's as if the heavens are helping me, Dai Mubai!

In a hotel in Heaven Dou City.

Daring to hinder me and play tricks? This is your reward. Now, go ahead and get a headache trying to deal with the mess in your Martial Soul Hall, Xue Hen thought, the corners of his mouth curling upward.

He walked to the window and pushed it open, letting the cold night wind blow in.

As his hair fluttered in the breeze, Xue Hen looked up at the moon, which had reappeared after the Sky Screen vanished. He muttered, "On the Sky Screen, Bibi Dong made it clear that she views 'Xue Hen' as an enemy. Since I have seen this, it is only reasonable for me to do something about it, isn't it? Since it is no longer convenient to accept the recruitment of the Heaven Dou Imperial Family, I will use this as a stepping stone to step onto the main stage! First..."

Xue Hen shifted his gaze toward a magnificent building not far away in the city.

The Heaven Dou City Martial Soul Holy Hall.