Qian Renxue: If I Bully You, My Mom Will Never Speak to Me Again! Nan Feng: That's Ruthless

Bibi Dong took a deep breath, suppressing the shock churning in her heart, and couldn't help asking:

"How old were you... when you broke through to Titled Douluo? And how old were you when you reached the ultimate realm of Rank 99?"

Nan Feng tilted his head back, thought seriously for a moment, then helplessly shook his head.

"Forgot."

"In the mountains, there was no sense of days or months; after enduring the cold, one lost track of the years. I stayed in hellholes like the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well and Hell Road for so long that I can't even remember how old I am. Who would deliberately keep track of such boring milestones?"

Bibi Dong frowned slightly. "There must be a rough time frame, right? Didn't you say that after breaking through to Titled Douluo, you often went to the Heaven Dou Empire's imperial palace to... discuss life with those consorts?"

"Wasn't there any reference point back then? For example, what year was it in the Douluo calendar?"

Nan Feng scratched his head. "I really can't remember. I only heard those consorts casually mention certain years a few times, but I wasn't interested in that stuff. Why would I remember it?"

Bibi Dong's expression changed slightly as she probed from another angle. "Since you were active near Heaven Dou City back then, and you were so powerful, you must have heard of Tang Chen and Qian Daoliu, right?"

"Or Chen Xun and Chen Jianjun of the Seven Kill Sword lineage?"

Those people were all the most renowned top experts of the past century in the Soul Master world, figures who had suppressed an entire era!

Nan Feng stroked his chin as he recalled. "Oh, I have heard of them. But by then, I had already reached Rank 99. Those few seemed to have only just begun making names for themselves in the Soul Master world, having become Titled Douluo not long before."

"I had no interest in throwing my weight around or bullying weaklings. Besides, not long after that, I went out to sea for Sea God Island, so I don't know much about what happened later on the continent."

Bibi Dong's heart skipped a beat.

When Tang Chen and Qian Daoliu had just broken through to Titled Douluo, this guy had already reached the maximum rank?!

Bibi Dong swallowed, forcibly suppressing the shock in her heart, but she was still intensely curious about his true age.

"Even if you forgot, don't you have a Godly Trial on you? The Godly Trial mark should be able to tell you exactly how old you are this year, right?"

Nan Feng froze. "A Godly Trial can check that?"

Somewhat suspicious, he closed his eyes and connected with the Trial of the God of Evil in his mind.

The next second, a black Balance mark emitting a dim purple glow appeared on his forehead.

Under Bibi Dong's fixed gaze, the Balance mark began to twist and change.

A moment later, the dark-purple light gathered again, forming a clear number on Nan Feng's forehead.

99.

"Ninety-nine years old?" Nan Feng touched his forehead and muttered, "So I'm almost a hundred already."

However, the instant Bibi Dong saw that number, she seemed to have been struck by lightning. Her expression completely froze.

Around sixty years ago, Tang Chen and Qian Daoliu had broken through to the Titled Douluo realm with their peerless talent, becoming famous across the continent.

And Nan Feng had just said that when Qian Daoliu and the others had only recently become Titled Douluo, he... had already reached the realm of a Rank 99 Ultimate Douluo!

Nan Feng was ninety-nine now... minus those sixty-odd years...

In other words, this guy before her had already stood at the absolute peak of Douluo Continent when he was about the same age she was now?!

A thirty-year-old... Rank 99 Ultimate Douluo?!

And that wasn't all. While cultivating, this freak had also independently deciphered Soul Tool technology that had been lost for thousands of years?!

He had even drawn inferences from it and created this terrifying formation cheat that could instantly double cultivation efficiency?!

Looking at Nan Feng's delicate, harmless little face, Bibi Dong felt her scalp go numb.

Was this guy... really human?!

Bibi Dong wanted to ask more, but Nan Feng's expression suddenly shifted slightly.

His godlike senses had already detected Qian Daoliu and Qian Renxue approaching.

"What a stubborn brat."

Nan Feng rolled his eyes helplessly in his heart. Don't tell me she's here to ask to be tied up again? This little girl's masochistic streak is hopeless.

He patted his butt and stood up, then pointed at the three Pendulum Soul Guidance Devices on the ground and looked at Bibi Dong.

"I'll give you these little toys. Be careful when using them, and don't break them. I spent a long time making them, and the materials for these things aren't easy to find."

With that, Nan Feng turned around and walked out of the gloomy Mimicry Cultivation Courtyard on his short little legs.

Bibi Dong silently stared at the three pendulums before her, her gaze extremely complicated.

Reaching the peak as an Ultimate Douluo at thirty, independently cracking Soul Tool technology, casually creating a cultivation cheat that increased efficiency tenfold... all of it violently overturned her understanding of the world.

But soon, she took a deep breath, forcibly gathered all her surging emotions, closed her eyes again, and resumed efficient meditative cultivation with the support of the Resonance Formation.

Outside, Nan Feng had barely walked a short distance from the courtyard when a golden afterimage hurriedly blocked his path.

Qian Renxue ran over, panting heavily, her large eyes fixed fiercely on him.

Nan Feng looked at her helplessly. "You want to be tied up again?"

"I'm not convinced!" Qian Renxue planted her hands on her hips, her fair little face full of stubbornness. "If you've got the guts, tie me up one more time! This time, I'll definitely see how you do it!"

Nan Feng sighed. "Big sister, again and again? I've already tied you up three times. Haven't you learned the saying, 'Never a fourth time'?"

Qian Renxue's face reddened slightly, but she still retorted with complete confidence.

"But... but you've already tied me up three times! If I don't figure out why, then wouldn't those first three times... have been for nothing?!"

Hearing that flawless sunk-cost logic, Nan Feng was instantly speechless.

"Why do you have to figure it out?" Nan Feng looked at her darkly. "Do you want to find my weakness so badly, then bully me?"

"I absolutely won't bully you!"

The moment Qian Renxue heard that, she anxiously waved both hands, terrified that this little ancestor would go complain again. "I really just want to know how you did it! Otherwise, I won't even be able to sleep tonight!"

Nan Feng deliberately put on a hesitant look and let out a long sigh. "Fine, fine... I'll tell you the principle. Just don't come bother me again afterward, okay?"

Qian Renxue froze, disbelief filling her eyes. "You... you're really willing to tell me?"

"What else?" Nan Feng rolled his eyes dramatically. "You've been tied up by me three times already. Think carefully—do you have even the slightest clue?"

Qian Renxue's expression stiffened. She lowered her head awkwardly, her voice as soft as a mosquito's.

"...No."

"Then if I tell you, you really won't turn around and bully me?" Nan Feng put on a timid, pitiful expression.

Qian Renxue's face turned serious. Raising three fingers, she solemnly made a vicious oath.

"I promise! If I ever bully you again, then Mom will never speak to me again!"

Nan Feng's eye twitched.

Good grief. Swearing on Bibi Dong—this was absolutely the most vicious oath Qian Renxue could make.

That was ruthless!

"Come on. I'll explain it over there." Nan Feng waved his little hand and headed toward the garden.

At once, Qian Renxue dropped her haughty young-lady demeanor and followed behind Nan Feng like a well-behaved, eager student.