Devil Island?

"Elder Chrysanthemum, I stumbled upon the Immortal Herb while I was in the Sunset Forest hunting for a Soul Ring."

"I wasn't certain of its nature at the time; it was only after consuming it that I truly believed in the power of the Immortal Herb."

Su Chen spun a simple little story, prompting Ghost Douluo to sigh with emotion: "Some people spend their entire lives without finding even one, yet to think you two encountered so many. Saintess..."

Elder Chrysanthemum suddenly looked toward Bibi Dong beside him: "If it is possible, I would ask that you take me to the place where you found the Immortal Herb later. I wish to see what kind of environment could produce such a treasure."

Bibi Dong nodded gently: "Elder Chrysanthemum, you should consume the Immortal Herb first. If there is an opportunity later, it can be arranged."

A look of reluctance flickered in Elder Chrysanthemum's eyes: "This Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum is a perfect match for my martial soul. It could allow me to forge an Indestructible Diamond Body and help me break through to become a Super Douluo in the shortest possible time. But there is likely only this one in the world; it would be a pity if it were gone just like that. Let me hold onto it for a while longer before I consume it."

Bibi Dong spoke up: "Elder Chrysanthemum, only by consuming the Immortal Herb can you realize its true value. You should absorb it as soon as possible to avoid any complications. Furthermore, please keep this a secret. If the Teacher asks about the Immortal Herb, I hope you will take the initiative to say you found it yourself."

A flash of surprise crossed Elder Chrysanthemum's eyes. The Saintess meant that the Pope actually did not know about the Immortal Herb.

Elder Chrysanthemum suddenly felt a sense of relief.

Given the Pope's personality, if he knew about the Immortal Herb, this Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum would never have reached his hands, regardless of seniority.

Among the seven Great Elders, six were in dire need of an Immortal Herb to break through their current cultivation bottlenecks.

They had been stuck for years, unable to advance any further.

It was clear they had reached the limits of their potential.

Only an Immortal Herb offered a glimmer of hope.

Elder Chrysanthemum nodded gently and looked at Su Chen: "I will remember this favor. If you need anything, just come to me, Yue Guan."

"Elder Chrysanthemum, then my teacher and I will take our leave."

Having achieved his goal, Su Chen bid farewell to Elder Chrysanthemum alongside Bibi Dong.

Elder Chrysanthemum and Ghost Douluo were the Pope's right-hand men, handling almost every task that needed doing.

If Qian Xunji were to make a move against him or Bibi Dong in the future, he would certainly use them to carry out the arrest.

Securing this favor was, in a sense, an insurance policy.

In the days that followed, Su Chen returned to his life at the academy.

However, he returned to the Saintess Hall every single day.

Qian Xunji would occasionally drop by to join them for dinner, sometimes even summoning them for breakfast.

Whenever that happened, Su Chen would call for Bibi Dong's maid, Bai Ruyan, to serve them closely.

To this end, Su Chen had specifically prepared battle robes, maid outfits, and white silk stockings for Bai Ruyan at the Martial Soul Hall's boutique.

Bai Ruyan was more than willing; she seemed to understand Su Chen's intentions perfectly. Without needing a reminder, she took the initiative to seduce the Pope.

She would even seek out Su Chen to practice in advance.

With her fire-attribute martial soul and innate seventh-level talent, she was a perfect candidate to be the mother of Qian Renxue.

Su Chen was quite looking forward to this future little angel.

He would raise her with his own hands.

Hehehe.

He could tell the world: I, Su Chen, personally raised an Angel God!

Bibi Dong also noticed her maid's recent behavior toward Qian Xunji, but she chose to remain silent on the matter.

"Dong'er, have you visited the Library Pavilion of Martial Soul Hall lately?"

On the breakfast table that morning, Qian Xunji brought up the subject of Su Chen: "His records must be filed in the Library Pavilion of Martial Soul Hall, including his martial soul information and Soul Ring status, so that future generations may refer to them."

"Teacher, I understand. I will take him there shortly." Bibi Dong nodded gently; she was well aware of the rules of Martial Soul Hall.

"Good. You should also prepare yourself over the next few days. Martial Soul Hall has discovered a Devil Island overseas, home to many Sea Soul Masters."

"After deliberation among the Elders, we will send a team to investigate. If possible, Martial Soul Hall intends to conquer the seas and bring those Sea Soul Masters into our fold."

Bibi Dong didn't react much, but Su Chen was suddenly shocked.

Devil Island?

You mean Sea God Island, right?

According to the timeline, this should indeed be happening within these few years.

Martial Soul Hall would send thousands of soul masters and several Title Douluo, only to return in a crushing defeat.

Not a single Title Douluo would return; they would all perish upon the sea.

After receiving the battle report, Qian Xunji would immediately seek out Qian Daoliu.

Qian Daoliu, knowing that a peerless Douluo had appeared on the sea, would seek out Tang Chen for insurance.

The two would join forces to battle Bo Saixi on the ocean, yet they would fail to defeat her.

Instead, they would both end up having their hearts conquered by her.

Absurd. It was absolutely absurd.

If Su Chen remembered correctly, Bibi Dong had even brought Yu Xiaogang along.

Yu Xiaogang had even reminisced about this plot point.

Su Chen opened his mouth, wanting to intervene; after all, if Tang Chen didn't fall in love with Bo Saixi, he wouldn't have headed to the City of Slaughter.

If Tang Chen didn't go to the City of Slaughter, he wouldn't have completed the Asura's Eight Trials, and in the end, his trial would have been passed directly to Tang San, with the eight trials being waived entirely, allowing Tang San to become the Asura God King without any pressure.

Yet, Su Chen couldn't think of a good excuse; if a mere brat like him were to blurt out everything about Sea God Island, never mind whether Qian Xunji would believe him, he would likely be the one suspected of having a screw loose.

"Forget it, some things simply cannot be stopped."

Su Chen finished his meal in silence and followed Bibi Dong to the Library Pavilion.

On the second floor of the Library Pavilion, in that same immovable spot, Yu Xiaogang flipped through books he had already read countless times.

His eyes scanned the surroundings from time to time, intending to find that familiar figure.

He had already scoured the first and second floors of the Library Pavilion until they were worn thin.

He simply could not find a way to resolve the defects of his martial soul.

Only the top floor remained his sole hope.

Unfortunately, those not in the upper echelons of the Martial Soul Hall were not permitted to enter.

He had sought help from people in the Martial Soul Hall, but none had reached out a hand; some had even mocked him.

Bibi Dong had become his only hope.

However, in this period of time, the number of times he had met with Bibi Dong was pitifully low.

The last time was half a year ago, when he was sitting in the Library Pavilion and Bibi Dong had personally brought her disciple to apologize. He had merely snorted in response and ignored her, never expecting that Bibi Dong would never seek him out again.

Yu Xiaogang knew that when he saw Bibi Dong again, he could no longer sit idly by; he had to take the initiative if he wanted any hope.

He suddenly sighed, thinking he wouldn't see Bibi Dong today either.

Suddenly, he saw Bibi Dong appear at the top of the stairs.

Yu Xiaogang was overjoyed. He immediately grabbed his book and puffed out his chest, maintaining that appearance of being obsessed with martial soul theory and holding himself in high regard.

He knew that from this conspicuous position, Bibi Dong would definitely be able to see him.

But the result was different from what he had imagined.

Bibi Dong did not come over to him. Yu Xiaogang grew anxious, rising almost subconsciously to approach her, his face plastered with a smile he deemed perfectly appropriate: "Bibi Dong, what a coincidence, are you here at the Library Pavilion to consult the archives today as well?"