So opportunities are reserved for those who are prepared

In the Blood God Legion's meeting hall, everyone took their seats.

Zhang Huanyun unfolded the battle plan and looked up at Yin Hongye: "Marshal Yin, you spent two months in the depths of the Abyss and fought directly against the Abyssal Sage King. Tell me what you know, the more detailed the better."

Yin Hongye leaned back in his chair, organizing his thoughts. "The Abyss Lord, God Rank powerhouse. This guy tried to kill me but failed. I've confirmed its strength is at the level of First-Level God. But it can't enter. The rules of the Douluo Plane are blocking it; for now, it can only act within the Abyss."

What lies beneath it?

"There are Three Emperors." Yin Hongye held up three fingers. "These three are a level above the Black Empress and the Bee Emperor. One possesses divine consciousness, one possesses a divine body, and one possesses divine power. Each has one, but they are still stronger than the powerhouses of the Douluo Continent."

Zhang Huanyun and Dong Zi'an exchanged a glance. They both realized that this was the Abyss's true strength.

The meeting lasted a long time. Zhang Huanyun and Dong Zi'an asked a few more questions about details, Yin Hongye answered one by one.

After that, he was no longer needed. Defense deployment, resource allocation, and the care of the wounded were all left to the two legion commanders to handle.

He and Mu Hongchen sat in the conference hall for a long time until everyone left before they got up and walked out.

Outside, the night wind blew in, carrying the unique chill of the snow-capped mountains.

Mu Hongchen handed him a cup of hot water, glanced at him, and asked, "You've been inside for two months, are you alright? Especially mentally, are you still holding up?"

Yin Hongye took the water and took a sip. "I'm fine. I can suppress my killing intent. If I were going crazy, I would have gone crazy long ago, and I wouldn't be here."

Mu Hongchen nodded and didn't ask any further questions.

Qian Renxue followed behind and suddenly spoke up, "Is that Dong Zi'an the commander of the Western Legion? When I saw him make a move, he looked like a wolf."

"The military's number one fierce general. Martial Soul: Azure-Faced Wolf. Title: Savage Wolf. Limit Douluo," Yin Hongye said.

"Azure-Faced Wolf? This..." Qian Renxue wondered if this Martial Soul was too common or ordinary to be cultivated to the Titled Douluo.

"This guy is a legend. He looks old, but he's actually only in his sixties. He's hailed as Chen Xinjie's successor. He might also join the War God Temple as a part-time employee next," Mu Hongchen continued.

"He came from a commoner background and had no powerful inherited martial Martial Soul; he achieved everything through his own efforts. He fought his way up from the lowest ranks of the army, relying on military merits and countless life-or-death battles to rise through the ranks, eventually becoming the commander of the Western Legion and Three-Star General of the Federation."

"That's incredible!" Qian Renxue exclaimed in surprise. "How hard must they have worked!"

"He was different from others; he wasn't Soul Master who cultivated in seclusion at the academy. Instead, he dedicated his entire life to the Federation Legion, constantly fighting against enemies, sustaining himself through war, and continuously pushing his own limits."

Yin Hongye continued, "Of course, the most important thing is that he grasped the mysteries of space by chance. But it was also because he worked hard enough to seize the opportunity."

"I see." Qian Renxue nodded.

"It seems you still don't understand. This depends entirely on your own efforts. Otherwise, even if a Universe Creation Pill were placed in front of you, it wouldn't be something you could just eat," Yin Hongye said. "Opportunities and fortuitous encounters are reserved for those who are prepared. You need strength to seize this opportunity, right?"

"Unlike some Grandmaster Yu, who can only seize opportunities when they're handed them. Originally, why couldn't he have chosen a dragon-type Soul Beast for his First Soul Ring and Second Soul Ring rings? Even if he were crippled, his father still arranged two Hundred-Year Soul Ring for him." As he spoke, he also mentioned Yu Xiaogang.

"According to ancient records, it seems she really put it in her mouth, Yu Xiaogang grabbed it." Mu Hongchen recalled briefly, "This was purely lying down, without any trace of effort."

His gaze returned to Yin Hongye, and he asked, "What exactly did Bibi Dong of the Spirit Hall see in Yu Xiaogang?"

"Maybe he's interested in his age, or that he doesn't shower." Yin Hongye didn't care; the man wasn't around anyway, so she could make up whatever she wanted.

Face-to-face meetings are no problem!

At this moment, outside the Heavenly Screen, Yu Xiaogang was barely clinging to life, but he was stubbornly holding on...

The Holy Light of the Golden Sacred Dragon cured most of the pesticide residue, but as for the damage, there was no after-sales service.

It's not treatment, it's more like purification.

He's lucky to be alive.

Upon hearing this, he felt his blood boil and angrily retorted, "What do you mean I can't seize the opportunity and have to be handed to me? Who do you think you are!"

"My Martial Soul! It's evolved..."

"Then why don't you show us your Martial Soul?" a vegetable vendor said casually.

But this question only made Yu Xiaogang angrier. "Why should I show it to you! Who do you think you are!"

After saying that, he turned and walked away, his steps hurried and disordered. After a few steps, he tripped and fell forward, his forehead hitting the stone steps by the roadside.

sleepy.

On the other side, in the Far North.

Bibi Dong's expression gradually turned cold after hearing Yin Hongye and Mu Hongchen's embellishments.

Is this something a human being would say?

Her wounds hadn't fully healed, and even her Undying Body could only barely protect her.

She clenched her fists so tightly that her knuckles turned white.

"Why should I! Xiaogang and I are truly in love!" she continued to argue, completely unable to believe that she would become a joke in the future.

In the Heavenly Screen, Yin Hongye and Mu Hongchen were still talking about Yu Xiaogang, while Qian Renxue seemed unfazed.

Listen in silence.

"So, what exactly does Bibi Dong want from Yu Xiaogang? Can the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan behind her compare to the Spirit Hall?" Mu Hongchen asked seriously, holding his water glass.

"He's definitely after him because he doesn't shower," Yin Hongye replied, still offering the same answer.

"Perhaps people are drawn to his theories," Mu Hongchen continued. "After all, he's spent his life writing theories; he's at least produced something, even if he changed what was originally common sense into his own discoveries."

"Good theory?" Yin Hongye scoffed. "Yu Xiaogang's theory... can it really help with cultivation?"

"The magnitude of Innate Soul Power is directly proportional to the strength of the Martial Soul. He used this to determine that Tang San Twin Martial Souls, but Tang San's Blue Silver Grass was the Blue Silver Emperor. Moreover, he himself had the Holy Dragon Bloodline, so there was also a problem with this half-level innate power."

"Martial Soul are only divided into two categories: Beast Martial Soul and Artifact Martial Soul. Leaving aside the Body Martial Soul, which one does it belong to?"

"There's also the theory of the limit to the number of years Soul Ring can absorb. Isn't Tang San a paradox of this theory?"

He didn't refute all of these points; it would be too tiring, and he would have to think of rebuttals anyway, especially since there were so many things that were common sense, yet he insisted on claiming they were his own discoveries.

Outside the Heavenly Screen, Bibi Dong listened to these rebuttals...

Bibi Dong fell silent. It seemed to be true. What was most frightening was that the other party was using Yu Xiaogang himself and his disciples to refute Yu Xiaogang's own views.

Upon hearing this, Yu Xiaogang was so enraged he nearly vomited blood.

She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and said nothing; she couldn't refute these views anyway.

Meanwhile, Yu Xiaogang's chest heaved violently after hearing those words. He opened his mouth, wanting to refute, but his mind went blank.

His very proud theory actually contradicted himself.

His blood rushed to his head, he felt a sweet taste in his throat, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Then everything went black, and he fell straight down.