Pope Palace, Holy Son bedroom.
The red candle swayed, and the fragrance was thick.
Su Yun was currently half-leaning on a soft couch covered with top-quality Snow Fox leather. On the left and right sides, two extremely beautiful women were staring at him with extremely complicated eyes.
One is Pope Bibi Dong who is cold and dignified, but repeatedly breaks his defense in front of Su Yun;
The other one is Qian Renxue, the descendant of the angel who is unparalleled in beauty but has been obsessed with revenge for twenty years.
"Traitor, what kind of reward did you just say you would give me?"
Bibi Dong bit her red lips lightly, with a tremor in her voice that she didn't even notice.
Su Yun chuckled, not having the consciousness of being a disciple at all. Instead, he easily hugged Bibi Dong's slender waist and whispered in that warm ear:
"Dong'er Wife, didn't you just say that in your diary? Although your two spiders Martial Soul are strong, their evil aura is too strong and they are easily corroded by Rakshasa Divine Sense. I see it in my eyes and it hurts in my heart."
Qian Renxue on the side felt sour in his heart when he saw this, and coldly snorted:
"Su Yun, don't be pretentious here. Martial Soul is born, how can you conjure one out of thin air?"
Su Yun is not talking nonsense, his consciousness moved:
"System, target Bibi Dong, use God-Level Martial Soul Awakening opportunity!"
[Ding! Host command detected.]
[God-level Law of Causality forcibly intervenes--the origin of the god is being extracted...]
[Congratulations to the host! The target 'Bibi Dong' successfully awakened the third Martial Soul--life verdict: Judgment Spider Emperor (god level)!]
Boom!
As soon as he finished speaking, an indescribable sacred aura erupted from Bibi Dong's body.
The originally dim light in the palace was instantly covered by a layer of holy platinum divine light.
Bibi Dong let out a muffled groan, and she felt a force as warm as water rushing through her meridians crazily. The Rakshasa resentment that had accumulated deep in her bones for many years, causing her so much pain, collapsed in front of this force as quickly as ice and snow melted away!
Behind her, a giant spider silhouette with a body like mutton-fat white jade, eight golden compound eyes, and carrying Scales of Judgment slowly emerged. Not only was this Martial Soul not at all ferocious, but it exuded a sacred aura of compassion.
Triple Martial Souls!
And it is a god-level Martial Soul that can completely purify Rakshasa's evil thoughts!
"This... this is my third Martial Soul?"
Bibi Dong was stunned.
She could feel that the bottleneck that she had been stuck at level 99 for many years was suddenly loosened due to the awakening of Martial Soul.
What shocked her even more was that Rakshasa Divine Sense, who had been trying to eat away at her sanity, was trembling right now, as if he had encountered a natural enemy!
"How about it, Dong'er wife, are you satisfied with this betrothal gift?"
Su Yun smiled mischievously, and the movements of his hands became a little more unrestrained.
Bibi Dong's eyes were slightly red. The feeling of being reborn and being cared for by the whole world made her completely let go of Pope's airs. She leaned softly in Su Yun's arms and exhaled like a blue:
"Enemies! How do you want me to repay you?"
"Repay?"
Su Yun turned to look at the stunned Qian Renxue, raised his eyebrows and said,
"Xue'er, don't just look at it. Dong'er's Martial Soul Awakening is over, now it's time to talk about our accounts. We were downstairs just now, did you want to backstab me again?"
Qian Renxue froze, remembering the description of the snake girl's costume in her diary, her pretty face turned red to the point of bleeding, and she said with a fierce expression:
"That's... that's you teasing me first!"
"Teasing? That's called fun."
Su Yun waved his hand, and the black Diary appeared out of thin air.
[X day, month X, night. Pope Palace Holy Son bedroom. Battle situation: 1V2 regional encounter.]
[I have to say that Bibi Dong from Triple Martial Souls is simply the best in the world. The majesty of Pope is combined with the holiness of the divinity of life. Wow, I just want to shout now: It smells so good!]
[As for Xue'er wife, her arrogance has not passed yet. But it doesn't matter. I will take out the snake costume with bells later and see how you can maintain the majesty of the prince.]
[The task of tonight's vigil. Hey, it's hard to be a man, but it's even harder to be a man who can convince both Pope and the young master!]
"Su! Yun!"
Qian Renxue looked at the text updated in real time on Diary Copy, and his delicate body was shaking with anger.
"You still write! I will kill you!"
Although she shouted that she wanted to kill someone, her movement toward Su Yun was weak and weak, more like a little wild cat with its fur combed.
Su Yun laughed loudly, hugging the left and right, feeling the completely different but equally thrilling curves on both sides, and sighed in his heart:
In this diary, I have really reached the pinnacle of being a time traveler!
While Su Yun was enjoying the warm fragrant nephrite in the Pope Palace, in the wilderness cave thirty miles away from Spirit City, there was a mist and mist.
"Ahem... poof!"
Tang San suddenly spat out a mouthful of old blood. His face was as pale as paper, and his originally straight spine was now a little rickety.
That's lost Eight Spider Lances.
The physical sequelae behind the spine that originally belonged to his destiny.
"San'er, San'er, don't scare daddy!"
Tang Hao sat aside, holding a wine bottle full of holes in his hand, his eyes red.
He is completely useless now.
Although Soul Power is still there, his meridians were damaged after the explosion of the nine rings, and Ah Yin's betrayal caused his originally steely will to completely collapse.
"Dad...Mysterious Heaven Skill... I can't execute it anymore..."
Tang San roared in despair.
Whenever he tried to sense the internal force in his Dantian, the taunting finger of Su Yun would appear in his mind.
And that sentence: Your skills are all useless paper.
Those <Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record> and Hundred Interpretations of Hidden Weapons that were once deeply etched in my mind were like being wiped away by an eraser, leaving only some vague shadows.
No matter how hard he tried to remember, he only felt a splitting headache.
This is absolute erasure from God-Level Plunder System!
"Su Yun... He robbed my Xiao Wu, dug up my Soul Bone, and wanted to cut off my inheritance..."
Tang San's nails dug deeply into his palms, and blood flowed all over the floor.
"Why! I, Tang San, am the inner disciple of the Tang Sect, and I am the protagonist of this world. Why can he, a lackey of the Spirit Hall, be so arrogant!"
[Ding! It has been detected that the protagonist 'Tang San' in the original work behaves self-harm due to excessive jealousy.]
[Law of Causality changes: Tang San Luck Value lost 500 points. The host received a reward: Soul Power ten crystals!]
Su Yun, who was far away in the bedroom, felt relieved when he listened to the system prompts.
"Little San, just take your time."
Su Yun thought casually while playing with Bibi Dong's hair,
"Brother's next target is the father of your 'good teammate' Ning Rongrong. If Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect also turns into the Spirit Hall's ATM, I wonder if you will be so angry that you will fly up?"
Thinking of this, Su Yun picked up the pen again and wrote down tomorrow's plan on the black Diary.
[Today's thoughts: Tang San has been half-dead, and now he has nothing but the rusty hammer.]
[But this is not enough. If you want to do it, you must do it. Tomorrow, take Rongrong to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect for a spin. Although Ning Fengzhi is old and cunning, in the face of the temptation of 'Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda', he has no other choice but to be his father-in-law.]
[By the way, it's time to meet Old Man Sword and Old Man Bone. I heard that these two old guys are very dissatisfied with me? Haha, when I beat them to pig heads within three moves, they will know what it means to be "terrible".]
"Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda?"
Bibi Dong, who was hiding in Su Yun's arms and pretending to be asleep, heard this word and suddenly opened his eyes, his beautiful eyes full of horror.
"Su Yun, did you really let Ning Rongrong that girl Martial Soul Evolution?"
"Of course."
Su Yun shrugged,
"Not only her, Hell Spirit Cat of Zhuqing is also bringing Divine Attribute with her. In two days, I will take them to the Spirit Hall Academy for a tour. I will make sure that those so-called 'Golden Generation' know what real despair is."
Qian Renxue looked at Su Yun's confident profile, and the last line of defense in his heart finally collapsed completely.
The man in front of me is redefining the rules of this world in a rough but unparalleled way.