Bibi Dong Was Stunned—If He Didn't Die Young, He Would Surely Reach His Father's Level

It's over, it's over. How embarrassing. No, I absolutely can't humiliate myself like this.

Bibi Dong, you're only the second person in a thousand years to possess twin martial souls. So what if he's strong? It's not like you can lose to him.

I'm a genius. A genius!

Don't you want to see your benefactor, a flawless fairy like him, fall into the mortal world?

Drag that lofty Jiang Qingyu down and pin him beneath you yourself. Just thinking about that sense of accomplishment is thrilling!

The more she thought about it, the more fired up Bibi Dong became.

"Come on! I, Bibi Dong, am not afraid at all!"

Jiang Qingyu's eyes shifted.

"Since that's the case, I'll grant your wish!"

On the Soul Fighting Arena, Bibi Dong launched the first attack, catching Jiang Qingyu off guard.

With a flick of her fingers, her first soul skill activated instantly. Several slender strands of purple-glowing spider silk shot through the air, winding straight toward Jiang Qingyu's limbs.

The spider silk carried a paralyzing toxin and was her most commonly used opening control technique.

Jiang Qingyu turned his wrist slightly and swept the Flame Phoenix Sword horizontally, sending out a crescent-shaped wave of blazing sword energy.

Phoenix Flame Slash struck the spider silk precisely. The scorching flames incinerated it in an instant, not even allowing a trace of poison to spread.

Bibi Dong's expression changed slightly. She had not expected him to break her attack so easily.

Instead of retreating, she advanced. A purple-black venomous spider orb condensed in her mouth as she unleashed her second soul skill, Nether Poison Spider Blast.

Trailing purple mist, the poison orb smashed down at Jiang Qingyu's feet and exploded with a boom. Poisonous fog spread across a ten-meter radius, while tiny venomous spiders burrowed up from the ground to snare his steps.

Jiang Qingyu did not move from where he stood. With a tremor of his sword, countless burning fire feathers swept forth.

His third soul skill, Feather Blade Storm, swept across the arena. Wherever the fire feathers passed, the poison fog was burned away completely, and the venomous spiders on the ground instantly turned to ash.

Bibi Dong gritted her teeth. Knowing she could not keep probing, she took a deep breath and unleashed her third soul skill at full force. A vast web of dark purple spider silk descended from above, covering more than half the Soul Fighting Arena.

The web carried corrosive poison. Once it touched the body, the flesh would continue to rot.

Below the stage, Qian Xunji nodded faintly. This move sealed off an enormous area; soul masters of the same rank would find it difficult to evade.

But the next moment, a pair of massive flaming phoenix wings suddenly spread behind Jiang Qingyu. His fifth soul skill, Phoenix Wing Soar, activated.

He shot into the sky, moving so fast that only a streak of fire remained. He easily escaped the spider web's range.

"A flying soul skill?"

Qian Xunji's pupils contracted slightly.

A power-attack-type soul master with flight ability had their mobility raised to the limit.

Seeing this, Bibi Dong immediately activated her fourth soul skill. Purple-black spider armor covered her entire body, and venomous spikes grew across its surface.

Using the descending web as cover, she leaped into the air and lunged at Jiang Qingyu, spikes first. She intended to engage him in close combat and whittle away his strength with poison.

She knew full well that his soul power rank was higher than hers. Only by getting close and using poison did she stand a chance.

Jiang Qingyu remained calm. He had long known the Death Spider Emperor's close-combat traits. Neither dodging nor retreating, he thrust the Flame Phoenix Sword straight forward.

The sword tip collided with the spider armor, and flames spread along the armor, burning it with a sizzling sound.

Bibi Dong felt a scorching surge of soul power bore into her body through the point of contact. She hurriedly retreated, even more shocked than before.

His flames could actually suppress her poison directly.

The instant she landed, she activated her fifth soul skill. A purple spider-patterned vortex appeared beneath her feet, and countless spider legs interwove into a spherical defensive barrier, tightly protecting her within.

Thousand Spikes, Myriad Shields was her strongest defense. She refused to believe Jiang Qingyu could break it so easily.

Suspended in the air, Jiang Qingyu looked at the defensive shield below and finally used an explosive technique.

His second soul skill, Bloodburn, activated silently, and the flames around him suddenly surged threefold.

Then, the Flame Phoenix Sword pointed toward the ground as his sixth soul skill activated. The sky darkened instantly, and dozens of molten fireballs streaked down with flaming tails. It was Phoenix Meteor Shower.

Thunderous explosions echoed throughout the Soul Fighting Arena as fireballs crashed one after another into Thousand Spikes, Myriad Shields.

The defensive barrier shook violently, spider legs snapping one by one. Bibi Dong felt a tightness in her chest as her soul power drained frantically.

In less than three breaths, the defensive barrier shattered with a bang.

As the final fireball fell, Jiang Qingyu withdrew Phoenix Meteor Shower and dove downward. The Flame Phoenix Sword carried a scorching blast of air as it stopped steadily an inch before Bibi Dong's throat.

A searing heat wave struck her face, roasting her cheeks until they burned. Cold sweat instantly broke out across her skin.

She froze where she stood, not daring to move. She could clearly feel that if the flames on the sword's edge advanced even a fraction further, they would scorch her skin.

The winner had been decided.

Below the stage, Guang Ling Douluo clapped with a smile.

"Good lad. You know how to hold back."

Qian Xunji sighed. Though he had expected this outcome, seeing his disciple lose so decisively still made him feel emotional.

An eighteen-year-old Soul Emperor, with a ten-thousand-year soul ring as his third ring—and he had not even revealed his twin martial souls. Such talent truly far surpassed Dong'er's.

Bibi Dong looked at the white-haired, red-eyed Jiang Qingyu before her, her heart pounding wildly.

Half of it was lingering fear, while the other half was an attraction even stronger than before.

Her benefactor was not only handsome, but also this powerful. She truly had not misjudged him.

Qian Xunji had already concluded inwardly that if Jiang Qingyu did not die young, he would certainly reach his father's level in the future.

His cultivation speed was terrifyingly fast, and Qian Xunji truly approved of Jiang Qingyu.

"How was that?" Guang Ling Douluo grinned. "Not bad, right?"

"Uncle Guang Ling, don't be modest. How many such powerhouses can there be in the world?" Qian Xunji admired him from the bottom of his heart.

I'm so jealous!

Why hadn't I heard of someone like him before?

"Benefactor, you're amazing!" Bibi Dong praised.

"Don't call me benefactor. Just call me Qingyu. Benefactor sounds awkward."

Jiang Qingyu waved a hand and put away his martial soul.

"Alright. By the way, Qingyu, how did you cultivate to become a Soul Emperor? Even with twin martial souls, I can't do it!" Bibi Dong asked curiously.

If I could receive Jiang Qingyu's guidance, would I be able to reach the Soul Emperor realm faster too?

Jiang Qingyu said calmly, "Who told you I only have one martial soul?"

"What do you mean?" Bibi Dong was stunned. "Don't tell me you have twin martial souls too?"

"That's right." Jiang Qingyu flicked his fingertip, sending out a snowflake. As the Ice Dragon King martial soul appeared behind him, Bibi Dong's eyes widened instantly.

Qian Xunji noticed it as well, his pupils shrinking. "Twin martial souls? Uncle Guang Ling, isn't this kid a little too monstrous?"

A genius. A genuine genius.

Guang Ling Douluo smiled broadly. "Yes, I was shocked too at the time, but you'll get used to it. After all, I've been through it myself."

If I hadn't shamelessly pestered him, how could I have gotten so familiar with little Qingyu?

There's a saying that's absolutely right: only those who take the initiative get a story.

Cowards never get one.

Jiang Qingyu was like an iceberg, though. During all the time they had known each other, Guang Ling had never really seen him smile.

Could it be that he'll only smile on his wedding day?

There were several major events in life: marriage, having children, and breaking through to become a Titled Douluo.

Given Jiang Qingyu's talent, becoming a Titled Douluo was merely a matter of time. As for marriage and children, that depended on whether he wanted them himself.