Evil Soul Master?

Ning Fengzhi stayed in Spirit City for over a week.

During that week, Ning Fengzhi had been communicating with Bibi Dong the entire time, and they quickly reached a series of deep partnerships and agreements.

When he left, Lin Bei came to see him off.

Ning Rongrong was somewhat reluctant to part. She looked at Lin Bei, her eyes a little red. "Lin Bei, remember to come find me."

Lin Bei smiled and waved. "I will."

The carriage gradually disappeared into the distance.

Bibi Dong drew her gaze back, looked at Lin Bei with a strange expression, and asked, "Xiao Bei, have you reached rank forty?"

"Yes, Teacher. I just reached it last night," Lin Bei said with a smile.

During this period, he had not slacked off either.

He had continuously used the simulator to carry out time-space traversal simulations, and after another five or six simulations, his Soul Power had reached rank forty.

Bibi Dong raised an eyebrow. Though she knew this child's cultivation speed was extremely fast, wasn't this Soul Power increase a little too quick?

It had completely surpassed common sense, hey!

With his Soul Power rising so quickly, it wouldn't harm his body, would it?

Thinking of this, Bibi Dong said to Lin Bei, "Come back with me first. I'll examine your body."

There was another suspicion in her heart—

Evil Soul Master...

An Evil Soul Master's cultivation speed was faster than an ordinary soul master's.

Lin Bei's current Soul Power was rising too quickly, so quickly it seemed abnormal. Bibi Dong was somewhat worried that Lin Bei had been targeted by some Evil Soul Master—

Especially since Yue Guan had told her not long ago that when Lin Bei was little, he had once met a white-haired old man. That old man had wanted to take Lin Bei as his disciple, and in the end, had taught him a miraculous sword art.

At the time, Bibi Dong had thought that Lin Bei's words were just meant to fool Yue Guan, but now, she had no choice but to consider: could that white-haired old man have been an Evil Soul Master?

Had he taught Lin Bei some evil cultivation method, which was why Lin Bei's cultivation speed was so fast?

Lin Bei naturally did not know Bibi Dong's suspicions. If he knew his teacher had guessed he was an Evil Soul Master, he would probably cry out that he was wronged.

How could an upstanding, kindhearted model youth of the new era like me possibly be an Evil Soul Master!

My Soul Power is rising so quickly only because I've got cheats.

I'm innocent!

Of course, Lin Bei did not know Bibi Dong's doubts. He followed behind Bibi Dong to the Small Garden.

After the two of them sat down, Bibi Dong began examining Lin Bei's body... Ahem, a very proper body examination.

The entire process was as follows: Lin Bei extended one hand, and then Bibi Dong placed her fingers on Lin Bei's hand, channeling her own Soul Power in to carefully inspect Lin Bei's body.

Anyone whose thoughts went astray, please go face the wall and reflect.

After the examination, Bibi Dong discovered that Lin Bei's Soul Power did not contain the slightest evil aura. At the same time, his body was in excellent shape, so healthy it couldn't be any healthier.

Bibi Dong could not help feeling puzzled—

Did he really cultivate it all by himself?

Could the Meditation Method I gave him have some miraculous effect?

But I also cultivate with that Meditation Method. Why isn't my cultivation speed as fast as Lin Bei's?

Bibi Dong could not figure it out no matter how she thought about it.

She looked at Lin Bei and wanted to ask about Lin Bei's cultivation insights—

She really wanted to have that kind of cultivation speed too.

But she was the teacher, okay.

How could she possibly ask her disciple about something like this?

Shouldn't cultivation insights and the like be something she taught Lin Bei?

If she asked Lin Bei, then which of them was the teacher and which was the disciple?

Mm, I have to maintain my dignity as a teacher.

Bibi Dong composed her expression and asked, "Xiao Bei, now that your Soul Power has reached rank forty, do you need me to send someone to accompany you to hunt for a Soul Ring?"

Lin Bei asked, "To help me hunt a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring?"

My current third Soul Ring is already a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring.

If my following Soul Rings aren't over a hundred thousand years, wouldn't that be pretty embarrassing?

In the original work, Tang San's Soul Rings all turned red.

That damn cheat was ridiculous—like an old cow riding a plane, awesome straight to the heavens!

Bibi Dong: "..."

What was he thinking, asking for a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring?

There were barely enough peaches for him to eat, and now he wanted to gnaw on the peach tree roots too?

Did he know how rare a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring was?

"Ahem. Hundred Thousand Year Soul Rings are far too rare. They can only be encountered by chance, not sought out. Don't even think about it."

Bibi Dong was nearly stunned by her disciple's enormous appetite. She advised him, "And soul beasts with a hundred thousand years of cultivation—unless more than three Titled Douluo are dispatched, don't even think about catching one. Even if three Titled Douluo are sent out, the hunt still might not succeed."

The difficulty was too great. He should lower his demands a little.

Bibi Dong looked at Lin Bei and narrowed her eyes.

Lin Bei suddenly felt a chill creep up the back of his neck.

It was as if, should he refuse to lower his requirements for the soul ring, he would be picked up and beaten while hanging in the very next moment.

He shrank his neck and mumbled, "Then, then a seventy- or eighty-thousand-year soul ring will do."

"Heh."

Bibi Dong let out a cold laugh.

A seventy- or eighty-thousand-year soul ring would do?

He really dared to say it!

If he weren't her disciple, she would have made sure he learned today exactly why the flowers in the Small Garden were so red!

He should go look at the elders in Elder Hall and see how many of them had soul rings in the seventy- or eighty-thousand-year range.

Hah...

Forget it. She was not angry.

Getting angry caused wrinkles.

When she got up this morning, she had seen faint crow's feet at the corners of her eyes in the mirror...

Sigh. Was she getting old?

Lin Bei gave Bibi Dong a strange look. He had clearly already lowered his standard for the soul ring, so why did his teacher still seem somewhat dissatisfied?

Could it be... his teacher did not want him to lower his standards?

She hoped he would not forget his original intention, and would insist on what he wanted?

Was that a test for him just now?

"I understand, Teacher."

Lin Bei looked at Bibi Dong with emotion.

"So you wanted to teach me not to forget my original intention, and not to waver from my true heart so easily. This disciple has learned. Then I won't lower my standards. I'll just take a hundred-thousand-year soul ring."

Bibi Dong: ???

Wretched disciple, what did you understand?

When had she told him not to forget his original intention?

Was that phrase supposed to be used here?

He should waver after all.

A Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring really was not a cabbage that could be plucked from a field...

Bibi Dong wearily rubbed the corner of her brow and waved Lin Bei off. "All right. You go for now. As for your fourth soul ring, I'll discuss it first with Elder Yue Guan, Elder Gui Mei, and the others."

"Oh. Thank you for your trouble, Teacher."

It was only talking to him that was very tiring...

If not for keeping up her dignity as his teacher, Bibi Dong would not have been able to resist giving Lin Bei a huge eye roll.

Why had she not noticed before that he was this airheaded?

Go, go, hurry up and leave...

Just seeing him now made her tired.

Lin Bei sensed Bibi Dong's disdain, turned around, and quickly ran off.

"Heh..."

Seeing Lin Bei run away, Bibi Dong behind him could not hold back, and the corners of her mouth curved into a beautiful arc.

She realized that, from some unknown day onward, whenever she stayed together with this disciple of hers, her mood became very relaxed.

It had been a very long time since she had felt this relaxed.

Bibi Dong did not know whether this was good or bad for her.

On one hand, Lin Bei being such a genius made her very happy;

On the other hand, Lin Bei being such a genius also made her somewhat unhappy.

If he kept growing like this...

What kind of heights would he reach in the future?

Would Lin Bei stop her from doing what she wanted to do?

If Lin Bei stopped her then...

What should she do?

Sigh...

Bibi Dong sighed inwardly, and the smile on her face gradually faded.

Whether Lin Bei stopped her or not...

Destroying Spirit Hall was something she had to do. She was going to destroy everything!

Cold killing intent once again occupied the woman's eyes. She stared coldly at this ugly world, a trace of madness flashing deep in her gaze.