The Seventy-Year-Old Beautiful Douluo

"Teacher, you really are clever."

"You even guessed that."

"I was just thinking about preparing a surprise for you."

"Teacher, aren't I amazing? I've raised a phoenix!"

Su Chen wore a cheeky grin.

Bibi Dong was speechless.

A surprise?

Raising a phoenix?

He really dared to say anything.

Wait!

Bibi Dong's expression shifted: "Heh, how nice. Are you implying that you have a woman outside?"

"Teacher, that's not the right way to interpret it. You could call her a subordinate. Besides, how old am I? For you to say I'm keeping a woman, your thoughts are a bit too..."

Su Chen immediately turned the tables, eyeing Bibi Dong with a strange look.

Bibi Dong's face flushed slightly, and she calmly changed the subject: "Ahem... besides her, who else knows about the Immortal Herb?"

The matter of the Immortal Herb was of great importance.

Su Chen had obtained the Immortal Herb.

They hadn't reported it immediately.

If it were discovered.

The subsequent consequences would be very troublesome.

"Teacher, there's no one else... Teacher, what are you doing?"

Seeing Bibi Dong reach out toward him, Su Chen looked at her in confusion.

Bibi Dong parted her red lips: "Give the Immortal Herb to me. I'll hold onto it; no one would dare search my Soul Tool."

"Teacher, you must remember to return it to me when I need to use it."

Su Chen took the Immortal Herb out of his Soul Tool one by one. Watching his reluctant expression, Bibi Dong found it amusing: "It's become yours, hasn't it?"

The days passed quickly until the day of Martial Soul Hall's expedition.

Su Chen and Bibi Dong walked into the Pope Palace.

Two figures were standing in the hall: one was an old man dressed in white, and the other was a cold and beautiful woman.

The man was none other than the level ninety-five power attack system Title Douluo, Broken Sword Douluo.

On the other side, the woman wore an ice-blue dress that clung to her frame; her face was beautiful but devoid of any extra expression. Su Chen had no memory of ever seeing this person before.

"Dong'er, Little Chen, you're here!"

"Little Chen, come, let me introduce you. You should have met this Broken Sword Elder, and this is Ice Spear Douluo, a level ninety-four power attack system Title Douluo."

Qian Xunji introduced the two briefly.

Su Chen's eyes flickered.

He hadn't expected the woman before him to be a Title Douluo.

According to the current situation.

Broken Sword Douluo and Ice Spear Douluo did not appear in the subsequent plot.

These were undoubtedly the two Title Douluo elders who perished on the sea.

"This expedition to Devil Island will be accompanied by these two."

Qian Xunji's gaze deepened, his tone very solemn: "This trip is to conquer Devil Island, subdue the Sea Soul Master, and explore the ocean. You must accomplish these points."

"Broken Sword Elder, Ice Spear Elder, after the mission is completed, This Seat will bestow upon each of you a Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone."

"Remember, protect the Saintess, and also protect my good Saint Grandson well."

Broken Sword Douluo nodded slightly: "Rest assured, Pope. I will certainly protect the Saintess and the Saint Grandson with my life."

Ice Spear Douluo parted her thin lips: "As you command."

Qian Xunji looked at the two and nodded with satisfaction: "Two thousand elite soul masters have already set off for Vast Sea City in advance. You should depart immediately."

"Yes."

The group set off at once, exiting the Pope Palace, and under the lead of the two Title Douluo, they flew toward Vast Sea City.

Along the way, Su Chen also learned about this Ice Spear Douluo.

Her personality was a bit arrogant and cold. Despite her appearance as a beautiful woman in her thirties, she was actually in her sixties, nearing seventy.

As dusk approached.

The docks of Vast Sea City were on high alert, with rows of sea vessels moored along the shore.

The Martial Soul Hall soul master team was orderly and disciplined.

By the time Su Chen and his group arrived, the entire force was already prepared to depart at a moment's notice.

Bibi Dong stood on high, delivering a speech on behalf of the Pope.

The cold, ruthless demeanor expected of a future Pope was already beginning to take shape in Bibi Dong as she addressed the troops.

Su Chen carefully observed that this was a force of two thousand elites; there were over five Title Douluo alone, and even the weakest among them was a Soul King.

"Rest for the night, sharpen your blades, and at dawn tomorrow, we set sail for the sea."

As night gradually fell, Bibi Dong was kept busy in her role as Saintess.

She needed nautical charts of the ocean to plot their course.

Su Chen found following her rather dull, so after a moment's hesitation, he decided to head out, trailed by two Soul Emperors.

Su Chen strolled through the streets, quietly shaking them off.

His objective was clear: hidden within the large auction house of Vast Sea City was an overlooked treasure—the Dragon Abyss Boat.

Little San, my apologies, but I shall be taking this opportunity first.

After making a few inquiries on the street, Su Chen arrived at the auction house.

Without wasting words, he presented Bibi Dong's Saintess token to the person in charge.

Su Chen offered the same price as in the original timeline, secured the Dragon Abyss Boat, and left without drawing any attention.

When not in use, the Dragon Abyss Boat was only the size of a palm.

It could be easily stored inside a Soul Tool.

On his way back, Su Chen ducked into a few more shops.

Vast Sea City relied on the ocean, and its people made their living from the sea; the majority of the population here were Sea Soul Master.

Ten-thousand-year Whale Rubber was impossible to find on the mainland, but Su Chen was certain Vast Sea City would have it.

"What would you like to buy, little brother?"

Seeing a man with white hair and red eyes walk in, the young girl at the counter greeted him with a giggle.

"Whale Rubber. Do you have any ten-thousand-year-old stock?"

The counter girl's face flushed slightly. She gave him a strange look before nodding gently: "We do have some, but it might be a bit expensive!"

Su Chen chuckled; he hadn't expected to actually find it, as such ten-thousand-year-old items were almost never seen in Martial Soul City.

As for money, Su Chen was certainly not lacking.

Just as Su Chen was purchasing the Whale Rubber, a cold and aloof figure had been hiding in the distance the entire time, taking in every one of his actions.

As the Pope's favored grandson, the two Title Douluo were naturally uneasy about leaving him outside to wander as he pleased.

Thus, from the moment Su Chen stepped into the auction house to his final purchase of the Whale Rubber, everything was clearly observed by her.

It was precisely because of Su Chen's actions that Ice Spear Douluo's brows furrowed with doubt and confusion.

It did not seem like Su Chen's first time here; his goals were far too precise.

First, he shook off his attendants, then went to the auction house, and immediately claimed what he wanted.

It was as if he had known the items were there all along.

Strange. His behavior and insight don't seem to match his age at all. Is there something special about what he's looking for?

And this Whale Rubber—he seems far too mature for his years.

Ice Spear Douluo watched as Su Chen exited the shop and darted into another, bustling back and forth until he had bought a whole pile of goods before finally preparing to return.

After a moment of thought, she flashed away, reaching Bibi Dong a step ahead of Su Chen.

Bibi Dong stood by the window with a hint of languor in her eyes. Hearing the soft footsteps behind her, she spoke quietly: "Elder Ice Spear, is something the matter?"

Ice Spear Douluo's tone was cold and direct: "Saintess, your disciple Su Chen... his behavior seems a bit strange, and perhaps a little too mature."