Lycoris Radiata Rain

"Hongdou!"

"Xiangsi!"

Su Chen began tinkering with his two Ghost Concubines as soon as he finished tidying the room.

As his voice fell.

Red mist drifted out from Su Chen's body.

Ghost Bride Xiangsi appeared.

Her feet rested on red lotuses, clad in red robes with delicate hands.

Her sharp claws, black as ink-jade, gripped a red oil-paper umbrella.

To Su Chen's surprise.

The Ghost Bride seemed to have grown larger.

Standing before her.

He only reached the base of her thighs.

He couldn't see the Ghost Bride's face when looking up.

Su Chen instinctively took a step back.

Her slightly pale yet hauntingly beautiful cheeks came into view.

When her pale red pupils gazed at Su Chen, there was a hint of complexity in them.

Su Chen was amazed; the previous Ghost Bride had been like a normal martial soul, expressionless, acting only like a puppet at his beck and call, with no emotion in her eyes.

"This... this actually produced a yellow spirit ring!"

Only then did Su Chen notice that the Ghost Bride even had an extra spirit ring on her.

Her overall spirit power had increased along with it.

Su Chen thought of a possibility.

They were connected to his martial soul.

As his own strength improved, they would also improve their spirit rings.

The spirit ring might be a natal spirit skill she condensed herself.

Su Chen looked left and right, not seeing the Ghost Celestial Master, and felt a chill behind him.

He turned around to find the Purple-Robed Celestial Master Ghost had already appeared, her body wreathed in faint, sinister ghost energy.

Her height had not changed, remaining around one meter seven.

Purple light flickered in her eyes, and the talisman held in her jade hand was encircled by a yellow spirit ring.

"It's just as I thought!"

Su Chen looked at the Purple-Robed Celestial Master Ghost, and a trace of complex emotion appeared in her eyes as well; perhaps as he grew stronger, they would slowly develop their own thoughts and become independent existences.

If he was level twelve, they were level twelve; if he became a Titled Douluo, they would also be Titled Douluo.

"What are your spirit skills?"

Su Chen was quite curious and prepared to have them demonstrate for him.

The spirit ring beneath the feet of Ghost Bride Xiangsi lit up.

She opened her red oil-paper umbrella, and a wave of sinister, resentful energy rushed toward him.

As her fingers moved, the umbrella began to spin at high speed, and a rain of petals suddenly fell all around.

The red flowers were as delicate and dripping as blood, looking somewhat like the Sea of Other Shore Flowers.

They formed a Sea of Other Shore Flowers, and as the petals spun rapidly, they whipped up a Flower Sea Tornado.

The entire room rattled with a clatter, and tables and chairs were swept into the sea of flowers.

Su Chen realized something was wrong and was just about to tell Ghost Bride Xiangsi to stop.

With a loud boom, the Flower Sea Tornado was unleashed.

The wall exploded, the entire room was reduced to a mess, and broken debris was everywhere.

Su Chen: "..."

The spirit ring on the Purple-Robed Celestial Master Ghost also began to spin, and the talisman in her hand flashed with light.

"Hongdou, stop!"

The Purple-Robed Celestial Master Ghost tilted her head slightly, a hint of human-like confusion appearing in her eyes.

Su Chen watched the shattered scene before him, his mouth twitching.

He had been careless; he hadn't expected Ghost Bride Xiangsi to be so decisive, unleashing her spirit skill directly inside the room.

Hongdou was the same; even with the place destroyed like this, she still wanted to land another blow.

"What's wrong?"

"Xiao Chen?"

"Xiao Chen!"

Just then, Bibi Dong rushed out. She was draped in a dark pink nightgown, her body drenched, the silk clinging to her skin to outline her slender waist, voluptuous curves, and fair, long legs.

Bibi Dong looked around, puzzled by the situation.

The areas easily destroyed by the sea tornado were covered in scattered Other Shore Flower Petals. Wherever they landed, the grass and trees withered rapidly, their life force drained away, while the red paper of the Ghost Bride's umbrella grew even more vivid.

Su Chen could feel that this soul skill could nourish its user.

It could absorb life and soul power; anything with life could be drained by the Other Shore Flower Petals.

"Teacher, it's like this..."

Su Chen explained sheepishly. Bibi Dong did not blame him; instead, she looked at Hongdou and Xiangsi in amazement.

"You mean to say that they condensed their own soul rings, and they are identical to your soul power?"

Seeing Su Chen nod earnestly, a trace of envy appeared in the depths of Bibi Dong's eyes.

He came with his own bodyguards.

If Xiao Chen were to become a Titled Douluo, wouldn't he instantly have three Titled powerhouses by his side?

If Teacher were to find out about this, he would definitely cultivate him with all his might, and he would probably regret not taking Xiao Chen in himself.

"Xiao Chen, don't tell anyone about these two for now, especially about this soul skill that absorbs the life and soul power of others. It must not... keep it hidden from the Pope as well. Get some rest early; I will have someone clean this up."

"Alright, Teacher. Teacher, may I use you for an experiment? I want to test the effects of the soul skill I obtained today."

"Fine. Come over later and do as you please. It's just a nap, anyway."

Bibi Dong gave a few more instructions before hurrying back to her room.

She was a bit anxious; the room was empty, and her thin nightgown was soaked through.

It was as if she were wearing nothing at all.

But Xiao Chen was still just a child; it wouldn't be a problem.

"Tap, tap!"

Half an hour later, Su Chen finished cleaning up and knocked on Bibi Dong's door. "Teacher, may I come in?"

As the door was gently pushed open, Bibi Dong was sitting at her vanity, having changed into a light purple dress.

She was also very curious about Su Chen's soul skill.

Even if it had no lethality, a soul skill that could provide a good dream every day was still quite excellent.

"Teacher, just lie down, and leave the rest to me."

"Alright, but don't overexert yourself. Remember, you must save some soul power for yourself; otherwise, being completely drained will be very uncomfortable."

Su Chen nodded. Seeing Bibi Dong lie down, he immediately activated his first soul skill.

"Dream of Millet!"

Hum!

The Nine Nether Red-Clad Ghost Emperor appeared behind Su Chen.

Dark red energy swept through the room in an instant.

Bibi Dong felt waves of drowsiness wash over her, and the next moment, her consciousness was pulled into an illusion.

[You were born into an ordinary family, encountered fallen soul masters, and saw your village and family slaughtered, eventually becoming a child at the Martial Soul Hall Orphanage.]

[At the age of six, you awakened the Twin Martial Souls Death Spider Emperor and Soul-Eater Spider Emperor, possessed Innate Full Soul Power, and were chosen by the Pope Qian Xunji to be his disciple.]

[At the age of ten, you were canonized as the Saintess.]

[At seventeen, your heart first stirred, and you chanced upon Yu Xiaogang, developing feelings for him under his silver-tongued persuasion.]

[That same year, you suddenly gained a disciple, shoved onto you by Qian Xunji. You were initially repulsed, but upon seeing his appearance, you accepted it. You suddenly discovered that this disciple seemed to possess knowledge and wisdom inconsistent with his age, displaying a maturity beyond his years.]

Su Chen's mouth twitched. Teacher's dream... was quite interesting.

[At eighteen, your little disciple became somewhat rebellious and disliked Yu Xiaogang. You seemed to care deeply about your disciple's feelings and ceased contact with Yu Xiaogang.]