Jack Douluo Trusted Tang San! He Would Repay Me!

"Is that so?"

Song Ye watched Bibi Dong's strange reaction, still narrowing his eyes as he stared at her like a fox for a moment.

In the end, Bibi Dong grew a little embarrassed and stopped speaking, and only then did Song Ye ease up somewhat.

Song Ye still reminded her, "Mom, let me say this again: don't go getting me any Soul Bones!"

"I only want you!"

"Alright, didn't Mom swear it already?"

"Hehe." Bibi Dong gave another awkward laugh.

Song Ye's exposure of Tang Hao and Tang San's hidden background had indeed dealt Bibi Dong a heavy blow, giving her greater confidence in dealing with the father and son in the future.

Of course, what Bibi Dong cared about most was still the Soul Bone. Getting it back early for Ye'er to absorb was what truly mattered.

Now that Song Ye had more or less finished explaining Tang Hao's affairs, mother and son continued chatting, considering how they could win over various forces in the future.

Bibi Dong could also guide Song Ye in his cultivation. No matter what, she was a Title Douluo, and every word of her instruction was invaluable.

Sure enough, with Bibi Dong's guidance, Song Ye felt that even his absorption of Soul Power had sped up by a few degrees.

It was not until evening that Bibi Dong finally left reluctantly. After all, she was the Pope.

Before leaving, Bibi Dong specifically said:

"Ye'er, after Mom goes back today, I may have missions over the next few days and won't be able to come for the time being."

"You should still have money. Don't skimp on the food I bought for you. Eat well when you should."

Her reminder before leaving was also because looking for the Soul Bone afterward might delay her for some time.

Song Ye did not think much of it. He nodded and reluctantly saw her off.

The next day.

Bibi Dong indeed did not come.

Early in the morning, Song Ye was alone in the courtyard, sighing as he continued tinkering with his Hand Crossbow.

Looking at the Hand Crossbow in his hands, which was already nearly ninety percent complete, Song Ye tested it over and over, polishing and adjusting it repeatedly.

"This Hand Crossbow has its bolts ready, and I've more or less finished all the adjustments."

"At most, it'll be complete in the next couple of days. Luckily Mom went off to carry out a mission, giving me the chance to make it."

"According to my calculations, the Hand Crossbow I've made is no worse than Tang San's Godly Zhuge Crossbow!"

"His Godly Zhuge Crossbow can kill an unprepared four-ring Soul Ancestor. So can mine."

"If I have enough funds to mass-produce them later, Tang San won't have the chance to build his own forces."

"As for money, I'll need to think about how to earn it in large quantities later. As for craftsmen capable of making the Hand Crossbow, only the Strength Clan and Divine General Lou Gao's line can be used."

"Yesterday, I told Mother that I wanted to win over the Four Great Clans. Even the Speed Clan, where Bai He is, can be brought over..."

"Only Tai Tan of the Strength Clan completely recognizes Tang Hao and Tang San as his masters. He's full of slavish obedience."

"So it's enough to make a token attempt with that clan. Don't force it. If they can't be won over, destroy them!"

At that thought, a trace of ruthlessness instantly appeared on Song Ye's face.

Since he intended to establish himself independently in the future, he needed that kind of resolve.

He truly did not have much intention of forcing the Strength Clan's hand. After all, they could be replaced by the Blacksmith Association in Gengxin City.

I already have a replacement. If you won't submit, why should I keep you around?

Song Ye pondered this and continued muttering to himself:

"As for my Hand Crossbow, it has another advantage. Tang San's Godly Zhuge Crossbow is smaller, making it more suitable for sneak attacks."

"One person can wield two of them and become Marco Polo himself. It's far better than the Godly Zhuge Crossbow."

"Since that's the case, I'll name it the 'Xuande Divine Crossbow.' It'll outclass his!"

After saying that, Song Ye felt quite satisfied.

Xuande Divine Crossbow—there was a certain charm to the name as well.

With that, he threw himself back into the final polishing stage of the Hand Crossbow. Once it was polished, he still had to dismantle it and draw up the blueprints...

On the road to Holy Soul Village.

Bibi Dong casually brought along a Soul Douluo subordinate from Spirit Hall.

Although Spirit Hall did not have many Title Douluo, it had a reserve of Soul Douluo. The person she had brought was also a personal guard Bibi Dong had personally trained.

"Ru Feng, head into that cave and search for it later."

"If you truly find the Soul Bone, I will reward you handsomely!"

"Yes, Your Holiness!"

The Soul Douluo named Ru Feng respectfully saluted Bibi Dong.

Bibi Dong had long since planted her Death Spider Emperor poison inside Ru Feng's body, so she did not need to worry about him running away after finding the Soul Bone.

After all, it was a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone. Even with a personal guard she had raised herself, she had to remain cautious.

Bibi Dong also reminded him:

"Oh, according to my intelligence, Tang Hao's Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast wife from back then was also planted inside that cave."

"If you find her, see whether you can take her away!"

"Keeping his wife might allow us to use her to threaten Tang Hao in the future."

Ru Feng nodded again after hearing that, inwardly sighing that the Pope was indeed ruthless and unscrupulous.

And so, they continued onward while Bibi Dong gave him instructions.

Before noon, Bibi Dong and Ru Feng had already arrived in Holy Soul Village.

It was a shabby, impoverished village. Even the children in the village wore the sallow complexion of poverty.

Bibi Dong had disguised herself for this trip as well. She first found an old man to confirm the information.

"Sir, sir!"

Bibi Dong called out, and the old man, who was fairly sensible, approached.

Bibi Dong asked, "Sir, is this Holy Soul Village?"

The old man sized up Bibi Dong and Ru Feng. Their clothes were luxurious from head to toe, and they clearly looked like nobles, so he hurriedly answered:

"Yes, yes, this is Holy Soul Village."

"Esteemed guests, I'm the village chief. You may call me Old Jack."

"May I ask whether there is anything this old man can help you with?"

The newcomer was none other than Old Jack, the village chief.

Bibi Dong nodded and casually asked, "Chief Jack, was there ever a man named Tang Hao in your Holy Soul Village?"

Old Jack was stunned upon hearing this. Such important people had actually come looking for Tang Hao?

He quickly replied, "In reply to you, there was indeed a Tang Hao in our village. He used to be the local blacksmith."

"But unfortunately, Tang Hao suddenly left some time ago and has yet to return."

So Tang Hao really was here... Bibi Dong did not care that Tang Hao had left. She merely murmured inwardly:

Sure enough, as long as I listen to Ye'er, I can find out anything I want to know.

Ye'er said Tang Hao lived here, and the information was correct.

Tang Hao must have gone to protect his son, Tang San. Now that he isn't here, things are even smoother.

Get the Soul Bone first!

Bibi Dong did not dwell on Tang Hao and continued asking:

"Then are there any mountains or caves nearby?"

Old Jack nodded and pointed in a direction. "In reply to you, there's a tall mountain over there, along with a waterfall."

"I once heard that there's some kind of cave behind the waterfall, but this old man isn't certain."

"Would you two esteemed guests need this old man to guide you there?"

Bibi Dong casually waved her hand. "No need."

She then took out a bag of Gold Soul Coins and tossed it to Old Jack.

"Do not tell outsiders that we were here!"

"Ah?" Old Jack was immediately startled. Could these two have come to do something shady?

But he also understood how terrifying Soul Masters were, so he hurriedly nodded.

"Yes, yes, this old man understands."

"Rest assured, esteemed guests. This old man won't say a single word!"

Only then did Bibi Dong and Ru Feng stop bothering with him and instantly rushed in the direction Old Jack had pointed out.

After the two had gone far away, Old Jack remained somewhat bewildered. He could not help muttering:

"Ah, these are Soul Masters. Even at my age, I don't dare provoke them."

"It would be wonderful if our village could produce another Soul Master... I wonder if Xiao San can successfully become a Soul Master and return someday?"

"I've always looked after him. If I hadn't taken care of him, Xiao San would have starved to death. Once he becomes a Soul Master, he shouldn't forget this old man, right?"

"I truly hope that Holy Soul Village will have a Soul Master to protect it again in the future..."

As Old Jack spoke, he thought of Tang San, that sensible child.

He absolutely believed that Tang San was so well-behaved that he would definitely return to care for Holy Soul Village in the future!