Ah Yin, You'll Have to Endure This Hardship

Level 99!

Qian Xunji's breathing grew heavy. His eyes locked onto the flower resting inside the jade box, his fists clenched tight.

An opportunity!

A heaven-sent opportunity!

"Brother, when are you handing the position of Pope over to Bibi Dong?" Qian Chenzhou asked, pointing at Bibi Dong.

"Tomorrow!"

Qian Xunji answered without hesitation.

He had touched the threshold of a level 99 Peerless Douluo. Why the hell would he still want to be Pope?

Wouldn't it be better to focus on breaking through?

Being Pope was exhausting as hell every day, and there was no benefit to it whatsoever. He had long wanted to dump this burden.

"For the time being, I may need Teacher to bear the burden a little longer." Bibi Dong gave Qian Xunji a slight bow. "I need to make a trip to Slaughter City and complete the Rakshasa God's God Test."

Qian Chenzhou stroked his chin as he looked at Bibi Dong.

In the original story, she had also been one of the Death Gods. It seemed things should be much the same as before; this was likely when she had gone to Slaughter City and obtained the Death God Domain.

"Fine. When are you leaving?"

"Tomorrow."

"Alright."

Bibi Dong bade Qian Xunji farewell, then carried Qian Chenzhou and swiftly flew toward the Saintess Hall.

Over the past two years, Bibi Dong had long grown accustomed to having Qian Chenzhou by her side. Without the slightest reservation, she undressed, pulled him into her embrace, and mischievously poked at him with her fingers.

"You're already so big now. When will you get even bigger?"

A provocation!

A blatant provocation!

Qian Chenzhou gritted his teeth and fiercely grabbed and kneaded them with his little hands. "Don't get cocky. Just wait for me. In a few years, I'll make you kneel and beg me!"

"Hehe, then I'll be waiting."

At dawn, Qian Chenzhou felt as though a fragrant, soft, oversized bun had been stuffed into his mouth.

The moment he took a small bite, a sultry voice sounded beside him.

He abruptly opened his eyes and discovered that, somehow, that oversized bun had ended up in his mouth. He hurriedly spat it out.

Bibi Dong smiled at Qian Chenzhou and reached out to pinch his little cheek. "You're awake. Was it tasty?"

"Mm, it tasted pretty good. Nice and milky."

She had only meant to tease the little fellow, but she had not expected him to give such an honest review. Bibi Dong's face instantly flushed red, and she immediately got up and dressed.

"I'm leaving. Are you seeing me off today?"

"Of course." Qian Chenzhou was already dressed. Holding Bibi Dong's soft hand, he led her outside. "Bibi Dong."

"Hmm?"

Bibi Dong was somewhat puzzled, not understanding why this little fellow was calling her by name now.

"Come back alive."

Though Bibi Dong had obtained the Death God Domain in the original story, its dangers had never been described.

But now, the timeline had diverged greatly from the original story. Qian Chenzhou did not know whether Bibi Dong would return alive, but as long as she had someone on her mind, her chances of survival would be greater.

Bibi Dong remained silent for a long while. Her fingers tightened unconsciously around Qian Chenzhou's hand before she finally gave a soft hum.

Outside Spirit City, Bibi Dong headed toward Slaughter City under the escort of the two Douluo, Ju and Gui.

"Time to cultivate."

Qian Chenzhou spoke calmly, turned around, and headed straight toward the Offering Hall.

Holy Soul Village.

A young man strolled down a small path, humming a tune. It had taken him a full ten years to rise from innate level 1 Soul Power to level 10.

As long as he obtained a Soul Ring, he could become a noble Soul Master!

For a child from an ordinary family like his, the age of the Soul Ring was not important. What mattered was having a Soul Ring!

He could not enter Sunset Forest without a token, while Star Dou Forest was far too distant; if he went there, there was a ninety-nine percent chance he would die.

He had thought all hope was lost, but one day, while passing a mountain hollow, he had spotted a blue-gold Blue Silver Grass growing beside the river from afar.

Though he had no idea how old it was, he would be thrilled even if it only provided a ten-year Soul Ring!

Today was the day he would hunt a soul beast and become a noble Soul Master!

"Huh, why is there a man up ahead?" With a dagger tucked at his waist, the young man walked over. Just as he was about to greet him, the man turned around.

He was burly, with a weathered face and unkempt stubble. His clothes were somewhat tattered, making him look like the quintessential down-and-out middle-aged man, the sort without any Soul Power.

What surprised him most was that the roots of the Blue Silver Grass were wrapped directly around the man's callused fingers.

"Old man, don't interfere with my becoming a Soul Master!" The young man drew his dagger and pointed it at Tang Ritian. "Get lost if you know what's good for you."

"You want to hunt her?" Tang Hao looked coldly at the young man.

He had not expected Ah Yin to grow from the Seed of Life into a hundred-year soul beast in just two years. He had never imagined she would grow so quickly.

Over these past days, he had also researched the traits of Blue Silver Grass soul beasts.

And he had discovered something extremely important!

The Blue Silver Grass lineage had kings and emperors. Since Ah Yin had been able to grow into a hundred-thousand-year soul beast, it meant that she certainly possessed the Blue Silver Emperor Bloodline!

However, bloodlines could be inherited!

If Ah Yin cultivated back into a hundred-thousand-year soul beast, then his child, Tang San, could only remain a Blue Silver Prince for the rest of his life.

That was why Tang Hao had come to the back mountain to see Ah Yin, hesitating over whether he should stop her growth.

Having lost his wife, he had been hesitant. But now, there was no need to hesitate at all!

"Of course. Hunting soul beasts to obtain Soul Rings is only natural, isn't it?" The young man stepped forward. "Don't get in my way. Don't tell me you've got some filthy thoughts about a blade of grass?"

"You dared to target Ah Yin. You have brought death upon yourself!"

"Hahaha, you really do have filthy thoughts about a blade of gra—"

Before the young man could finish, Tang Hao slapped him to death. He tossed the corpse into the river, where it drifted farther and farther away with the current.

"Ah Yin, this place is dangerous. I need to take you somewhere safe. Don't worry, you can see Xiao San there too."

Ah Yin manipulated the roots of the Blue Silver Grass to tighten around Tang Hao's finger, indicating that she was willing.

The next instant, Tang Hao scooped her up along with the soil and roots, then sped toward the waterfall. With one punch, he shattered the mountain wall behind it and continuously carved out a space. He placed Ah Yin inside, then carved a small hollow into the wall and set the hundred-thousand-year Soul Bone within it.

Only after setting up a ring of Soul Power barriers around the area did he leave.

He looked toward the space behind the waterfall, his gaze turning resolute.

"Ah Yin, since you have already sacrificed yourself for me, you'll have to endure this hardship."

"If Xiao San awakens a Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul but does not have the Clear Sky Hammer, then you'll have to endure this for him. Once Xiao San awakens the Blue Silver Emperor Bloodline, I'll bring you out again."