Heading to Spirit City, Bibi Dong Reveals Her Identity

Over a month later.

Ling Feng finally arrived at Spirit City.

During this month, he hadn't just been traveling; he had been cultivating while on the road.

He not only had to refine his spirit power and hone his spirit skills, but he also had to absorb and refine his external spirit bone.

It was worth mentioning that over the past month, he had become able to retract and deploy his external spirit bone with ease.

This was all thanks to those two immortal herbs.

The two immortal herbs had damaged his external spirit bone, but after absorbing them, his external spirit bone had recovered along with them.

This back-and-forth was equivalent to him refining the Eight Spider Lances all over again.

His spirit power had also increased by one level during this time, breaking through to level thirty-four.

At sixteen years old, level thirty-four was already considered a small genius in this era.

At the gates of Spirit City, Ling Feng was stopped.

"Show me your Spirit Handbook!" the gate guard demanded.

Ling Feng did not resist; he took out his Spirit Handbook and handed it to the guard.

"Demon Spider Spirit, two-ring Great Spirit Master? What are you doing entering the city?" the guard asked.

Ling Feng was actually already a Spirit Elder, but he hadn't gone to Spirit Hall to register yet.

It wasn't that he didn't want the one-hundred gold spirit coin subsidy for Spirit Elders, but he was afraid of encountering trouble if he revealed his ten-thousand-year third spirit ring.

Although Spirit Hall was not some corrupt, evil organization, the forest was large, and it contained all sorts of birds.

Ling Feng feared that if he revealed his ten-thousand-year third spirit ring at an outside branch, the deacons or bishops there might covet the secrets he carried.

But in Spirit City, the probability of such a thing happening was much lower.

Facing the guard's interrogation, Ling Feng replied, "I wish to enter Spirit Academy to study!"

"Pfft~" The guard couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Looking at your age, you must be fifteen or sixteen, right? You aren't even a Spirit Elder, yet you want to enter Spirit Academy?"

"Spirit Academy isn't a place just anyone can enter. I advise you not to waste your effort!"

Ling Feng wasn't angry, instead asking, "Does that mean a Great Spirit Master cannot enter Spirit City?"

The guard shook his head. "Of course not. Our Spirit City is the holy land for spirit masters; we welcome all spirit masters of the Douluo Continent."

"Go on in. I wish you success!"

The guard returned the Spirit Handbook to Ling Feng and let him pass.

I didn't expect this kid to be quite so trustworthy! Bibi Dong looked at the familiar Spirit City, feeling extremely satisfied in her heart.

For the past month, Bibi Dong had pretended to be dormant, but she had actually been observing Ling Feng's character in secret.

She had seen his hard work and integrity with her own eyes.

As soon as he stepped into Spirit City, Ling Feng heard that familiar female voice.

"Is this Spirit City?" Bibi Dong asked, despite knowing the answer.

"You're awake?"

Ling Feng was a little surprised; he hadn't expected the Death Demon Spider that had sacrificed itself to him to recover a bit of its state so quickly.

One had to know that even for a hundred-thousand-year spirit beast like the Blue Silver Emperor, it took over a decade after the sacrifice for its soul to regain a shred of clarity.

"Indeed, this is Spirit City. Judging by your tone, you seem to recognize this place?"

Ling Feng was somewhat astonished; he was now certain that this Death Demon Spider was no simple creature.

As a spirit beast, it actually recognized the human spirit masters' holy land, Spirit City. Could it have once been the pet of some spirit master?

Bibi Dong did not deliberately hide it, saying, "That's right, I have been here before!"

As I thought! Ling Feng mused.

"Could it be that you were the pet of some Spirit Hall master, and that's why you've been here?" Ling Feng asked curiously.

Bibi Dong's aura faltered. "Hmph, what nonsense are you spouting? How could This Seat be someone else's pet?"

After observing Ling Feng for a month, Bibi Dong felt she could let him in on a tiny secret.

Thinking of this, Bibi Dong said, "This Seat is the reincarnation of a deity from Spirit Hall, so naturally, I know Spirit Hall like the back of my hand!"

"What? A god of Spirit Hall?" Ling Feng was truly startled.

"Otherwise, why do you think I could remain conscious after sacrificing myself to you?" Bibi Dong said.

A god of Spirit Hall—Ling Feng immediately thought of the Angel God.

But how could the Angel God be reincarnated as a Death Demon Spider, and why would she know so much about the Death Demon Spider?

Yet, the one inside his body truly seemed to understand Spirit Hall, as if she were a reincarnated bigwig of the organization.

Death Demon Spider, Death Spider Emperor... could she be Bibi Dong? Ling Feng wondered.

In an instant, Ling Feng's mind raced with a multitude of thoughts.

The Bibi Dong of the present was only seventeen or eighteen years old, a Spirit King at best.

Yet, the Bibi Dong of the future was the Empress of the Spirit Empire and the God of Rakshasa.

Ling Feng recalled the task she had previously entrusted to him: to persuade the current Bibi Dong to go out and gain experience.

This indicated that the entity residing within his body was well aware of Bibi Dong's future tribulations.

Aside from the future Bibi Dong herself, who else could possibly know such things?

Ling Feng already had an answer in his heart, but he did not state it directly.

"Are you perhaps the Angel God of Spirit Hall?" Ling Feng asked.

"The Angel God?" Bibi Dong thought of Qian Renxue, momentarily lost in a trance.

Before her death in her previous life, she had finally let go of everything.

Thus, thinking of Qian Renxue now, she felt no sense of loathing, but rather a touch of longing.

"Spirit Hall possesses more than just the Angel God; this Seat is the reincarnation of the God of Rakshasa!" Bibi Dong declared.

It really is Bibi Dong! To think that Bibi Dong has actually been reborn? Ling Feng thought to himself.

However, Ling Feng was not overly afraid. If Bibi Dong had the strength to spare, why would she need to rely on him to change her own tragedy?

Wasn't Bibi Dong still dependent on him?

Now that she had a weakness, Ling Feng could, in turn, use it to keep her in check.

"I don't care if you are truly the God of Rakshasa, Senior, but I will fulfill the task I promised you!" Ling Feng said.

Seeing Ling Feng's reaction, Bibi Dong felt a sense of gratification: This brat, he wasn't scared off by me; he actually has some backbone.

"Since you are so familiar with Spirit City, Senior, how should I go about meeting the person you are looking for?" Ling Feng asked.

Bibi Dong pondered for a moment and said, "First, go and update your Spirit Handbook!"

"They will test your cultivation, and once they see your ten-thousand-year third spirit ring, it will surely stir up quite a commotion."

"They will definitely try to recruit you then, and if you propose joining the Spirit Academy at that time, you should be able to see Bibi Dong."

Although Bibi Dong was the Pope's disciple, she was also a student of the Spirit Academy.

Just like Hu Liena, who, despite being Bibi Dong's disciple, was also a student of the Spirit Academy.

"Very well, I will do as you say!"

Following Bibi Dong's guidance, Ling Feng went to update his Spirit Handbook.

Although this was Spirit City, it still functioned like the branch halls, where one could update their handbook and collect subsidies.

Outside Spirit City, a young man also arrived at the city gates.

The youth wore his hair in a short buzz cut and looked sullen, his lips thick and large, as if he were hanging two small sausages from his face.

His attire was quite lavish, and he wore a belt adorned with Twenty-Four Moonlit Bridges around his waist, which looked to be of immense value.