Soto Spirit Arena

Golden Crocodile looked at Bibi Dong in disbelief. This woman... actually wanted Dongfang Yu to kill her own daughter?

Yet Bibi Dong did not even look at him, as though she had not been the one to acted just now. Everything appeared so calm.

After a long while, Qian Renxue opened her eyes, her gaze filled with astonishment. I'm not dead? He didn't kill me? The same thought kept circling through her mind.

"Wh... why?"

Dongfang Yu walked up to her and looked down at her with a faint smile. "Such a beautiful woman—I couldn't bear to kill you."

Qian Renxue naturally knew he was teasing her. "Aren't you afraid I'll kill you next time?"

"Then I'll wait."

Leaving behind those words and his retreating figure, Dongfang Yu departed with Bibi Dong.

Only a dejected Qian Renxue and a dark-faced Golden Crocodile remained.

Golden Crocodile stepped onto the platform, his face furious. "Xue'er, I'll avenge you. I'll definitely kill that brat!"

Qian Renxue gave a self-mocking smile, like a beauty fallen into despair. "I actually lost to someone who should have been inferior to me."

Golden Crocodile's heart sank. Given Xue'er's temperament, this might leave behind a mental demon. That would be extremely detrimental to her future cultivation.

"Xue'er, you mustn't think like that..."

"A loss is a loss." Qian Renxue understood what he wanted to say, yet spoke first.

Golden Crocodile opened his mouth, but had no idea what else he could say. That brat could not be allowed to live.

"I will take his life myself." Qian Renxue seemed to understand what he was planning and added another sentence.

"How can that be!"

Golden Crocodile immediately objected. Dongfang Yu was growing far too quickly. How many years had he even cultivated? Yet he could already defeat Xue'er while fighting above his rank.

If he were allowed to grow completely, would he not climb all over them, throw his weight around, and even shit on their heads?

"I'll explain it to Grandfather."

Watching Qian Renxue's departing figure, Golden Crocodile sighed softly. Why did calling Qian Renxue back suddenly feel like a mistake? Not only had they failed to kill that brat, but she had even become his protective talisman.

Meanwhile, Bibi Dong and Dongfang Yu were walking back to Spirit Hall. Both wore faint smiles, seeming to be in quite good moods.

"Why didn't you take the chance to kill her just now?" Bibi Dong asked.

"From beginning to end, Master knew that I would never kill her," Dongfang Yu said with a smile.

Bibi Dong nodded in satisfaction. "Correct. She belongs to the Grand Worshiper. If you killed her, Douluo Hall would very likely turn completely against us."

"I understand." It was not only because he was wary of Douluo Hall. She was still carrying out a mission; she could not die yet.

"Yu."

"I'm here, Master," Dongfang Yu replied.

"Aren't you curious about her identity?" Bibi Dong asked casually, as though she merely wanted to chat.

"I'm not curious," Dongfang Yu answered at once.

Bibi Dong stopped walking and turned her face toward him with a teasing smile. "You really don't want to know?"

Given that wretch's martial soul and appearance, she did not believe her disciple truly felt no curiosity.

"Reporting to Master, I never want to know." Dongfang Yu lowered his head and answered again.

Bibi Dong narrowed her eyes slightly and looked at him with an ambiguous smile, seemingly trying to determine whether those were truly his sincere words.

"Let's go."

Only after a long while did Bibi Dong withdraw her gaze and continue onward. Dongfang Yu could only follow behind her, and neither spoke again along the way.

Over the following days, Golden Crocodile and the others indeed stopped deliberately targeting Papal Hall. It seemed they had truly spared Dongfang Yu, and everything returned to calm.

But Dongfang Yu understood that this was likely Qian Renxue's doing. Only Qian Renxue could change Qian Daoliu's decision.

Qian Renxue was arrogantly proud. Once he shattered that pride, she would inevitably develop a strong interest in him. She certainly would not want him to die at someone else's hands.

So this outcome was not particularly surprising.

Several months later, Spirit City was exceptionally lively today, because the annual school opening ceremony had arrived once more.

Above Spirit City, Bibi Dong stood quietly, watching the bustling traffic below. A graceful figure stood at her side.

"Let's go back."

"Yes, Master."

Several days later, Soto City, the Great Spirit Arena.

The Soto Great Spirit Arena was oval-shaped and stood one hundred and twenty meters tall. Inside, it contained one main spirit arena and twenty-four sub-arenas. It could accommodate sixty thousand spectators at once.

This included one hundred VIP private rooms. This was not only a place for spirit masters to spar and exchange pointers, but also a place for various factions to display their strength.

But several strange people appeared at the Great Spirit Arena tonight. They were all young, yet every one of them was an exceptionally outstanding genius.

In particular, a team called the "Three-Five Combination," consisting of one boy and one girl, had performed the most impressively.

Rest area.

"Little San, you two did quite well just now." A handsome blond man with heterochromatic eyes spoke to the other two.

"Boss Dai, it'll be your turn for a one-on-one spirit battle later. Good luck." Tang San smiled lightly.

Beside Tang San stood a little girl with soft, fair skin and lovely features. Her long hair was tied behind her back and already reached past her waist.

The girl spoke up. "Have you heard?"

Dai Mubai asked curiously, "Xiao Wu, what did you hear?"

Xiao Wu replied, "Boss Dai, I heard there's a very powerful Soul Elder among the one-on-one registrants."

"Oh?" Tang San was curious as well.

"His nickname is Three-Slasher. What a strange nickname. I heard that in just a few days, he's already won thirty-four matches in a row, but for some reason, he refuses to advance." Xiao Wu gave Tang San a strange look as she spoke.

Tang San's mouth twitched. Three... Slasher?

"Boss Dai, there's a good chance you'll run into him. You need to be careful."

Dai Mubai's expression turned grave. A Soul Elder with thirty-four consecutive victories? What kind of monster was that?

He might have some skill, but he could not achieve a record like that. It would be best if he did not encounter this person, or he might end up getting beaten up.

Tang San's expression also became serious. He reminded Dai Mubai, "Xiao Wu is right, Boss Dai. If you really run into him, you do need to be careful."

"Alright, I understand." Dai Mubai's face darkened. He had only just become eligible to fight in the main spirit arena, yet he had already heard about someone like this. It felt as disgusting as eating a lump of shit.

Creak—the door opened.

A woman wearing tight black leather entered. Her features were exquisite, her gaze cold, and her temperament ethereal.

Dai Mubai smiled and greeted her. "Zhuqing."

Zhu Zhuqing merely swept a cold glance over him, and then... there was no then, because she directly ignored him.

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