In Spirit City, within Ju Douluo's courtyard, two figures whispered together.
"Ju Elder, how effective was the drug in this test? Was it stronger than the last one?" Bai Yu leaned close to Ju Douluo, his eyes gleaming as he asked in a low voice.
Ju Douluo looked excited. "This time, it was an absolute success. Even Old Ghost couldn't withstand it. It took him half an hour to recover."
As he spoke, a pained look flashed across Ju Douluo's face. "Tell me, what does His Highness the Holy Son need a drug capable of suppressing Titled Douluo Spirit Power for? These are all my treasured supplies! They're nearly used up!"
"Don't worry, Ju Elder. In a while, I'll make it up to you with a batch of medicinal herbs even better than the originals. I guarantee you won't suffer any losses."
Bai Yu took the jade vial from Ju Douluo's hand and rose excitedly to his feet. "Ju Elder, carry on with your work. I'll be taking my leave."
Watching his retreating back, Ju Douluo opened his mouth. "Holy Son, don't forget the rare flowers and exotic herbs you promised this old man!"
"Don't worry. I definitely won't forget."
Three years had passed since the Holy Son's investiture ceremony. In this world of Douluo Continent, where Soul Power existed, twelve-year-old Bai Yu had grown into a handsome young man, aside from the lingering youthfulness in his cheeks.
The height Bai Yu had been longing for had finally seen a breakthrough. He was nearly 1.8 meters tall now, and reaching 1.85 meters once he fully matured would be no problem.
As Bai Yu gradually grew up and gained the ability to protect himself, he began to yearn for the freedom of the outside world.
Unfortunately, Bai Yu did not get to decide. Over the years, Bibi Dong had become increasingly dependent on Bai Yu as a human pillow.
Even though things had progressed from Bibi Dong holding Bai Yu to sleep to him holding Bibi Dong to sleep, creating awkward mornings every day, Bibi Dong still refused to let Bai Yu leave her side.
As a result, despite already being a level forty-six Soul Ancestor, he had never once left Spirit City.
Unwilling to accept this, His Highness the Holy Son planned to sneak away. However, worried that Bibi Dong's madness might relapse, he decided to drug his teacher and give Bibi Dong an Evil-Suppressing Set Meal.
That evening, Bibi Dong and Bai Yu ate dinner in the Holy Son's Palace.
Bibi Dong looked at Bai Yu. "Little Yu, what have you been tinkering with at Ju Douluo's place lately? You've been acting so mysteriously."
After years of pillow therapy, Bibi Dong had now completely suppressed the evil thoughts in her heart. Her entire demeanor seemed calm and gentle.
Time had not left any marks on her, only refined her temperament. Combined with the allure of a mature woman, she simply made Cao Wei unable to stop himself!
A strange glint appeared in Bai Yu's eyes. "Nothing much, just researching some medicine. Teacher, you've worked hard today. Eat more."
Bibi Dong looked suspicious. "Did you get into trouble today?"
"Of course not. I'm the dignified Holy Son. What kind of trouble would ever find its way to me?" Bai Yu waved dismissively.
After the two finished dinner, Bibi Dong stood up. "Little Yu, rest first. Teacher still has some matters to deal with, so I need to make a trip to the Pope's Palace."
Bai Yu reached out and pulled Bibi Dong back. "Teacher, I'm afraid you won't be going anywhere tonight."
Amid the interwoven lamplight and shadows on the walls, Bai Yu's face was half-lit and half-dark, making him seem like a mastermind lurking behind the scenes.
Bibi Dong was somewhat surprised. "Did something happen?"
"Teacher, haven't you noticed that you can no longer use your Soul Power?"
As Bai Yu spoke, Bibi Dong's expression abruptly changed. After trying and discovering that she truly could not use her Soul Power, her pretty face turned deathly pale.
"Hehe, Little Yu, don't fool around with Teacher. Hurry and give Teacher the antidote." Bibi Dong's voice trembled slightly, as though she had recalled some unpleasant memories.
"Heh heh heh—cough, cough... Teacher, this disciple didn't want to do this either. It pains me deeply, but Teacher won't let me go out. This disciple has no choice."
Bai Yu excitedly let out a Soul Hall-style laugh, but then realized something was off. He was the Holy Son of Spirit Hall, a righteous figure.
"Little Yu, Teacher will let you go out. Give Teacher the antidote, all right?"
Bibi Dong's voice carried a faint sob. Hatred surfaced on her face, while fear filled her eyes. She had clearly sunk into even deeper memories.
"Cough, cough. Teacher, don't be afraid. This disciple doesn't intend to do anything. Just sleep first. Once you wake up, you'll understand everything."
After saying that, Bai Yu tapped Bibi Dong's forehead, caught her body as it went limp from sleep, and carried her into the bedroom before placing her on the bed.
Seeing the tear that slipped from the corner of Bibi Dong's eye, a trace of heartache flashed across Bai Yu's face. Then he summoned the Hong Ming Saber.
As Soul Power surged, the Hong Ming Saber shrank once more to the size of an accessory. He pressed it against Bibi Dong's forehead, his lips moving faintly.
"Banish evil, divide yin and yang, make the gods bow!"
As Bai Yu's whisper sounded, violet-gold radiance filled the entire Holy Son's Palace before slowly contracting and enveloping Bibi Dong.
A thread of Soul Power then emerged from the Hong Ming Saber's hilt, looped around Bibi Dong's neck, and hung against her chest.
That was right. The Hong Ming Saber was a martial soul, but it could also exist independently as a Super Divine Artifact, capable of leaving its owner without dissipating.
However, doing so meant that only nine parts of Bai Yu's ten parts of Soul Power could be used from then on. The remaining part had to continuously sustain the Hong Ming Saber's consumption.
Furthermore, it had to be bound to the aura of another person or object. The consumption was so immense that even Bai Yu, already level forty-six and possessing endlessly regenerating Soul Power, could only barely accomplish it.
Bai Yu's face was pale, and his body trembled as though he had been hollowed out. "Teacher, Little Yu is leaving. I left you a letter. When I return someday, I hope you won't attack me."
With that, Bai Yu slowly supported himself against the wall as he left, heading toward the outskirts of Spirit City.
Early the next morning, Bibi Dong opened her eyes in confusion. Her expression immediately changed as she looked herself over, then sensed herself with Soul Power and slowly let out a sigh of relief.
Looking around, she spotted a letter on the bedside table. Bibi Dong got up, picked it up, and focused her gaze on it. "Teacher, this disciple has run away! This disciple left you a necklace, so don't lose it. But it's fine even if you do—it'll return to you anyway. Years may pass on this journey, and I do not know when I will return. I hope Teacher..."
Bibi Dong's face shifted between light and shadow as she touched the Hong Ming Saber on her chest. "Ran away, did you? You'd better not come back. And you, Ju! Dou! Luo!"
In Heaven Dou City, Bai Yu wore a golden half-mask as he walked down the streets, feeling the air filled with freedom.
He had come to Heaven Dou City mainly for Dugu Bo's medicinal garden, as well as to visit the little tsundere at the Crown Prince's Mansion.
After all, in Douluo Continent, what was the point of transmigrating if he did not fleece Dugu Bo?
Come to think of it, Bai Yu had been wandering around Dugu Manor for three days already without catching sight of him. He had probably gone to the medicinal garden.
Bai Yu wanted to visit Qian Renxue, but he had no present worthy of offering, which was rather embarrassing.
Dugu Yan was also staying inside Heaven Dou Royal Academy, so Bai Yu had no choice but to wait stubbornly for Dugu Bo.
Suddenly, his eyes lit up. Looking at Dugu Manor, whose doors had not been locked today, a sincere smile appeared on his face.
"Heh heh heh, Dugu Bo, Dugu Bo... I've finally waited you out..."
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