Hu Liena patted her chest, still shaken, then turned to Qin Feng. A deep look of dependence had appeared in her flirtatious eyes.
If Qin Feng hadn't reacted quickly just now, she might have been trampled into a meat paste by that Ferocious Beast.
Zhu Zhuqing was still in Qin Feng's arms.
She felt the solid warmth of the young man's chest, and two blushes slowly appeared on her cool, delicate face.
She didn't immediately pull away. Instead, she lifted her head and stared blankly at Qin Feng's handsome face.
To be pulled out of the abyss at the most desperate moment had given her such a powerful sense of security that Zhu Zhuqing couldn't help but feel a faint, uncontrollable admiration for this mysterious and powerful young man.
Qin Feng let go and kept his eyes fixed on the direction where the Thousand-Junction Ant Emperor had disappeared.
He felt a faint stir of excitement.
This sixty-thousand-year-old Ferocious Beast was just at the limit of what his body could currently endure in a Soul Ring.
If he could kill the thing and absorb its Soul Ring, his fourth Soul Ring would be an utterly heaven-defying upgrade.
But he knew his own limits.
With his current Soul Power at level forty, trying to face a freakish sixty-thousand-year-old Soul Beast head-on would still be a bit too much.
He'd have to find another way.
Qin Feng simply leaned against a clean tree. With a thought, he opened the Chat Group in his mind.
As soon as he entered, he saw a screenful of messages scrolling rapidly.
At that moment, inside the Pope Palace of Spirit Hall,
Bibi Dong sat high upon the Papal Throne, a symbol of supreme power.
Today, she wore an extravagantly luxurious purple gown. Beneath its high-slit hem, her long, black-stocking-clad legs were casually crossed.
Her stunning face was full of ambition and disdain for the world.
The usually lofty Pope was now treating the Chat Group as a place to vent her feelings, chatting away freely.
[Pope]: "The two great empires of Heaven Dou and Star Luo have long since rotted into empty shells. From the court down, they're all useless fools who don't even care whether ordinary people live or die."
[Pope]: "Only Spirit Hall can give Soul Masters across the land a place to belong. Spirit Hall is the one and only future of this continent."
Qin Feng looked at the bold words on the screen and curled his lips.
He casually typed out a message and sent it.
[Douluo People Don't Deceive Douluo People]: "Unfortunately, the Pope's ambition is probably going to hit a wall. The Star Luo Imperial Family will produce a god in the future: the God of War, Dai Mubai. Or, to put it more accurately, the God of Prostitutes."
The moment the message appeared, the entire Chat Group fell silent.
At the same time,
at the other end of the outskirts of the Star Dou Great Forest,
the Shrek Academy team had stopped in an open area to rest.
After discovering that Zhu Zhuqing had gotten separated from them, the atmosphere in the team had turned rather heavy. Everyone was worried.
Only Dai Mubai looked impatient. Frowning, he kicked the nearby tree trunk hard.
"Zhu Zhuqing is such a pain. She runs off on her own and does nothing but waste everyone's time."
At the back of the group, Xiao Wu had just opened the Chat Group when she saw Qin Feng's message.
Her big eyes blinked, and she looked utterly adorable.
She sneaked a glance at Dai Mubai up ahead, thoughts swirling in her mind.
Dai Mubai?
Could he be that annoying Boss Dai?
He'd become the God of War in the future?
And what was this "God of Prostitutes" supposed to mean?
Meanwhile, over at Spirit Hall,
Bibi Dong read the message on the screen. Her languid body, which had been leaning against the back of her chair, suddenly straightened up. She was dumbfounded.
A god?
Someone from the Star Luo Imperial Family?
Had the Spirit Hall plan she'd painstakingly built up really failed in the future?
Not only had the two empires failed to fall, but one of them had even produced a god?
Countless terrible possibilities churned through Bibi Dong's mind.
Her brows furrowed, and she hurriedly questioned the group.
[Pope]: "A future god? What do you mean by that? And what exactly are you calling him the God of Prostitutes for?"
Beside Qin Feng,
Zhu Zhuqing had also seen the messages in the group.
She froze at first, then felt a surge of happiness.
Dai Mubai could actually become a god?
A god, high above everyone else! There hadn't been a god on the entire continent for tens of thousands of years.
But soon, she noticed the two words that followed.
God of Prostitutes?
Shock appeared on Zhu Zhuqing's cool, delicate face. What kind of strange divine title was that?
Qin Feng glanced at Zhu Zhuqing, whose expression kept changing, and secretly laughed to himself.
If this girl heard what he was about to say next, she'd definitely realize she'd been happy too soon.
Qin Feng could see that the group was already completely worked up.
Everyone was extremely shocked that the Star Luo Empire would produce a god in the future.
His lips curled upward.
Drip-feeding the truth like this made what came next all the more interesting.
[Douluo People Don't Deceive Douluo People]: "Competition within the Star Luo Imperial Family is brutal; the losers die. This future God of War, Dai Mubai, felt he couldn't beat his big brother, Dai Weisi, so he ran away."
[Douluo People Don't Deceive Douluo People]: "He made excuses about being born to love freedom, but the truth was that he was out of options. Rather than wait there to die, he chose to be a deserter. He even left his fiancée behind in the Star Luo Empire without a second thought. He was a completely irresponsible scumbag."
Inside the Pope Palace,
Bibi Dong read the message, her brows drawing tighter and tighter.
This concerned a future god. She couldn't draw conclusions based on one person's word alone; she had to find out whether it was true.
She immediately stood and called out, her voice carrying beyond the hall.
"Elder Ghost, investigate the background of the Star Luo Empire's third prince, Dai Mubai, at once. Find out exactly where he is now."
Deep in the Star Dou Great Forest,
Zhu Zhuqing read the message in the group, and her heart felt as if it had been pierced by needles.
Every word struck right at her most vulnerable spot.
So this was her fiancé: a cowardly scumbag who'd abandoned her and run for his life alone.
But she bit her lip. Deep down, she still clung to one last unrealistic hope.
Maybe he had his reasons?
Maybe after leaving the Imperial Family, he'd found a secluded place and was working himself to the bone, waiting for the day he could return and turn the tables?
Zhu Zhuqing drew a deep breath and sent a message to the group.
[My Cat Is White And Big]: "I have a friend who thinks Dai Mubai might have his reasons. Maybe he's secretly building up his strength..."
The others in the group grew curious as soon as they saw that.
Far away, in the Heaven Dou Empire palace,
Qian Renxue sat in her study, gazing at the screen as she thought it over.
She remembered her days pretending to be Crown Prince Xue Qinghe. Living every day surrounded by schemes really had been suffocating.
She naively thought that perhaps the other person had simply grown tired, just like her.
[I Have No Mom]: "Maybe he really was trying to escape the Imperial Family's infighting. After all, scheming against everyone day in and day out as a prince is exhausting."
Qin Feng looked at the guesses in the group and dropped the final blow.
[Douluo People Don't Deceive Douluo People]: "His reasons? He went to Suotuo City and fell in with a few good-for-nothings, calling themselves the Three Scoundrels."
[Douluo People Don't Deceive Douluo People]: "He spent every day haunting brothels, using his money to sleep his way from the east side of the city to the west. Even while his fiancée was going through untold hardships to find him in Suotuo City, he was busy battling twin sisters at the Rose Hotel."