If It's Not Open, It's Not Open

Yes.

What Su Chen liked most now were love-struck fools. Bibi Dong, Qian Renxue, Hu Liena, Gu Yuena, Ah Yin, Xiao Wu, and the rest were simply the best.

In the courtyard.

The Angel God and Rakshasa God were still taking the lead, playing mahjong and chess in the pavilion. Everyone was having a great time.

After a day and a night, Zhu Zhuqing and the others had also condensed their soul rings and completed their breakthroughs.

It had not taken long, mainly because their actual Soul Power had been relatively higher to begin with.

Su Chen stroked the Soft Bone Rabbit in his arms and looked around the courtyard. When he did not see Liu Erlong, he asked in confusion, "Why isn't Erlong here?"

I was supposed to write about Liu Erlong today. I hadn't even bashed her that much, so why was she hiding?

Ning Rongrong explained, "Auntie Erlong went to cultivate. She needs to complete her ninth soul ring."

"Alright, then!"

Su Chen felt rather helpless as well. One after another, they all had Soul Power above level eighty, and one after another, they had all reached level one hundred and become gods.

When would he ever reach level one hundred and transform into a Kun?

He was only around level sixty or seventy now, and it would still take about another month.

Su Chen took Ling Yuan's seat and began playing with Qian Renxue, the Angel God, and Bo Saixi. He drew tiles with one hand while still holding the rabbit in the other.

Hu Liena walked behind Su Chen and placed her slender jade fingers on his shoulders. As she massaged him, she said, "Over the past few days, Spirit Hall has received news about Tang San and the others."

"There are two pieces of