Yu Xiaogang Arrives Late Once Again

Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue each held one of Ye Yuan's arms, stepping into the second-floor music room with dark expressions.

After pushing open the door, aside from a floor of lingering spatial debris and bloodstains, where was there any trace of Tang Hao and his son?

"Damn it, they got away! That old bastard Gu Rong is truly cautious enough not to even trust Tang San's aunt!"

Ghost Douluo carefully sensed the surroundings, reporting with a trace of panicked cowardice as he lowered his head.

"They escaped!" Bibi Dong's beautiful eyes grew cold, a powerful majesty instantly sweeping across the entire room.

Meanwhile, Tang Yuehua, who sat paralyzed on the floor, turned deathly pale. Looking at Ye Yuan, who stood handsome and upright between Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue, her tears instantly burst forth:

"Xiaoyuan... It really is you... I sent out the message the very first moment. I didn't let them go on purpose, you have to believe me..."

"Get lost! You homewrecking vixen!"

Looking at her infatuated and morbid gaze, jealousy and killing intent erupted from Qian Renxue simultaneously.

Raising her fair hand with divine light gathering in her palm, she moved to strike down this woman who attempted to possess Ye Yuan.

"Xue'er, stop."

Ye Yuan sighed, reaching out on an impulse to grab Qian Renxue's delicate hand.

Although he currently lacked the memories of his past life, seeing this noble and elegant woman reduced to such a miserable end for his sake, he ultimately felt a pang of reluctance.

Held back by Ye Yuan's hand, Qian Renxue's fierce momentum instantly stalled.

Giving Ye Yuan a spoiled, sideways glance, she hummed sourly, but still obediently retracted her soul power.

Bibi Dong watched Ye Yuan's reaction, her beautiful eyes flashing slightly.

To avoid angering Ye Yuan, she gave a cold command:

"Yue Xuan colluded with the Clear Sky School, an offense that should result in its complete erasure. But considering Tang Yuehua's merit in sending a warning, the capital punishment is spared. Breaking her legs will be forgiven as well... Guimei, tear down this Yue Xuan. As for Tang Yuehua, bring her back to Spirit City and confine her in the Pope's Palace annex. Remember, provide for her lavishly; no one is allowed to treat her with disrespect."

Though called confinement, it was actually a hidden boudoir to tuck her away, while simultaneously completely severing any possibility of her making personal contact with Ye Yuan.

Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue's tacit understanding in this regard was surprisingly identical.

"Understood!" Two Soul Saint-level female soul masters immediately stepped forward, respectfully supporting Tang Yuehua to her feet.

Before she was taken away, Tang Yuehua's beautiful eyes still gazed infatuatedly at Ye Yuan, the love within them so intense it made one's heart tremble.

Ye Yuan rubbed his brow helplessly, feeling as though his romantic battleground was growing livelier by the day.

Half an hour later.

"Hah... hah... hah..."

Acting like a madman, Yu Xiaogang scrambled and crawled all the way to the street where Yue Xuan stood.

Yet the moment he raised his head, his entire being completely collapsed.

The once elegant Yue Xuan had now been reduced to a pile of broken walls and ruins, with billowing black smoke rising into the air.

And Tang Yuehua was being escorted with a complex expression toward the direction of Spirit City in a Spirit Hall carriage.

"O... once again a step too slow!"

Yu Xiaogang collapsed to his knees in the muddy street, painfully clawing at the ground with his fingernails, feeling no pain even as his fingers streamed with blood.

"Why... why on earth is this happening!"

"Xiaosan! Where on earth are you! Teacher is begging you, leave Teacher a message!"

Grandmaster cried out in grief toward the heavens, his tears mixing with the muddy water as they slid down his face.

Amidst extreme madness, he forced himself to calm down, looking at the residual spatial fluctuations of Yue Xuan, his mind racing frantically:

"No... Gu Rong took the heavily injured Tang Hao and son, and they have nowhere to go. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's branch is gone, and they cannot stay in Heaven Dou City, so the only place they can go to seek refuge..."

"Is the Defensive Clan! Longxing City!"

Wisdom flashed in Yu Xiaogang's eyes. He staggered to his feet, gritting his teeth, and once again hurried in the direction of Longxing City.

The back hall of the Heaven Dou Sacred Hall.

Ye Yuan sat in a chair, watching helplessly as two peerless women before him tidied his garments.

"Xiaoyuan, this time you absorbed three ten-thousand-year soul rings in one go. Although your soul power has reached the thirty-ninth rank, your foundation is somewhat superficial after all. This bottle of Rakshasa Heart-Nourishing Marrow was refined by Older Sister using Rakshasa Divine Power, making it most suitable for stabilizing your Primal Genesis Sword Soul Power."

Today, Bibi Dong had changed into a form-fitting dark purple qipao, outlining her ripe, full, and rounded buttocks and long, slender legs in a shadowy outline. Her beautiful eyes were filled with gentleness as she prepared to feed Ye Yuan the medicinal marrow herself.

"His Holiness the Pope truly knows how to dote on people."

Beside them, Qian Renxue sneered.

Today she wore a white-gold ultra-short skirt, her long, slender legs wrapped in thin silk swaying back and forth before Ye Yuan's eyes.

Snatching the jade bottle from Bibi Dong's grasp and setting it aside, she then crouched down before Ye Yuan with complete naturalness, using her fair hands to straighten his collar.

As she tied it, she slightly lifted her exquisitely flawless face, her beautiful eyes brimming with jealousy:

"Xiaoyuan, Holy Soul Power is the purest of all. Later on, Xue'er will accompany you in dual cultivation... Cough, use Holy Soul Power to dredge your meridians for you; it's more effective than any medicinal marrow."

Sandwiched between the two women, Ye Yuan felt the soul-stealing, mature fragrance radiating from Bibi Dong, while also looking at Qian Renxue's slender, palm-width waist and silk-wrapped legs, feeling as though the surging thirty-ninth-rank soul power within his body showed faint signs of going out of control.

At that very moment, a knock suddenly sounded outside the secret chamber.

"Reporting to Your Holiness the Pope, Your Grace the Holy Son. Intelligence from the scout outposts reports that hidden liaison codes of the Power Clan have been discovered in the forest area of southern Heaven Dou. Judging by the tracks, it seems they are moving in the direction of Longxing City!"

Ghost Douluo's voice rang out from outside the door.

The gentleness in Bibi Dong's eyes vanished instantly, replaced by a cold, unyielding majesty: "Longxing City? Niu Gao's territory of the Defensive Clan?"

Qian Renxue also stood up, narrowing her beautiful eyes and sneering coldly:

"It seems those stray dogs want to huddle together for warmth in Longxing City. Heh, the Defensive Clan excels most at defense; I'd like to see just what kind of defense they can put up against you."

Bibi Dong turned her head, gently taking Ye Yuan's hand:

"Xiaoyuan, you are now at the thirty-ninth rank. The Primal Genesis Sword specializes in ultimate fierce offense and ignores defense. The Defensive Clan's turtle shell holds no meaning whatsoever in the face of your Genesis Nullification. It will serve just right to test your sword and act as a stepping stone for your breakthrough to the Soul Ancestor realm."

"Older Sister will accompany you on a trip to Longxing City. Any sect daring to harbor heavy criminals will be directly annihilated."

Qian Renxue also grasped Ye Yuan's other hand, speaking in a spoiled tone:

"I'm going too! Xiaoyuan's Primal Genesis Sword will shock the world with its very first battle!"

Ye Yuan gripped the faintly burning Primal Genesis Sword in the palm of his left hand, a fighting spirit igniting within his eyes:

"Let's go, to Longxing City!"

In the dense and gloomy primeval forest of the southern Heaven Dou Empire.

"Hah... rustle..."

Heavy breaths echoed through the forest alongside the sound of dry branches and fallen leaves being crushed underfoot.