To Heaven Dou City

"Why had this happened... The Strength Clan had been wiped out?"

"Where was Tang San? Where was my God King disciple? Was he dead or alive?"

Yu Xiaogang stared at the carnage before him. Despair and helplessness unlike anything he had ever known swallowed him whole.

He had been reborn with a prophet's memories of guiding a god, yet this life had taken a turn he could not understand, smashing every ambition and plan he had to pieces.

"Calm down! Yu Xiaogang, you have to calm down!"

Grandmaster drew several deep breaths of cold, blood-scented air and forced his mind to work:

"Spirit Hall's purge was thorough, but there were no bodies belonging to Tang Hao or Tang San. Among the traces left by the battle, there were faint remnants of spatial Soul Power... and the sharp aura of the Seven Kill Sword..."

"The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect! Bone Douluo Gu Rong saved them!"

Yu Xiaogang's eyes lit up as though he were drowning and had seized the last straw.

"That's it! Tian Dou Imperial City! Gu Rong must have taken them to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School Branch there, or straight into the palace for protection!"

"Tang San, wait for me. Your teacher is coming to find you!"

Yu Xiaogang scrambled to his feet. Without a thought for the ash and blood covering him, he raced toward Tian Dou Imperial City through the night.

Three days later, deep within the Star Dou Great Forest.

Boom!

A twelve-thousand-year-old Crimson Flame Sub-Dragon crashed to the ground and breathed its last.

A deep black Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring slowly circled above its corpse, radiating tempting waves of Soul Power.

Not far away, a fifteen-thousand-year-old Hell Cerberus and a twenty-thousand-year-old Rending Heaven Golden Eagle lay motionless. Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue had dealt them mortal blows in passing.

"Xiao Yuan, sit cross-legged. Xue'er will guard you herself."

Qian Renxue wore a fitted platinum short dress today, revealing long, straight legs as white as snow.

She gently held Ye Yuan's hand, almost pressing herself against him as she gazed at him with sparkling eyes.

"Wait."

Not far away, Bibi Dong narrowed her eyes and stepped forward gracefully in her high heels.

Today, she wore a fitted pale-gold dress, her long hair loosely pinned up. Her mature, full figure radiated a seductive charm.

Ignoring everyone else, Bibi Dong placed a fair hand on Ye Yuan's shoulder. A gentle yet vast current of Soul Power flowed into him at once, smoothing the energy through his meridians.

With affection in her eyes, Bibi Dong said softly to Ye Yuan:

"Xiao Yuan, you were born with rank-thirty Soul Power, and the Chaos Clock has nourished your meridians for twelve years. They're strong enough to bear your first three Soul Rings one after another. But the Crimson Flame Sub-Dragon's Soul Power is violent. Big Sister will protect your heart meridian with her rank-ninety-nine Soul Power. Take your time absorbing it. Big Sister Dong'er is here. It won't hurt."

At Bibi Dong's syrupy, gentle tone, Qian Renxue clenched her teeth. Her eyes fixed on the hand resting on Ye Yuan's shoulder, and she snorted:

"Your Holiness, Xiao Yuan's body was transformed by a God-Level Martial Soul. There's no need for that. Besides, in your previous life, you were... Hmph. How did you start calling yourself his big sister the moment you met him in this life? He could call you Auntie and no one would object!"

Bibi Dong arched a brow and gave Qian Renxue a faint, knowing smile:

"Xue'er, you're not that young yourself. Why do you still talk like a little girl? I don't look much older than you. Xiao Yuan, what do you think?"

Trapped between them, Ye Yuan caught their faint fragrances on either side and broke out in a cold sweat.

Help! Was this what a Titled Douluo-level battlefield between women felt like? One wrong word and they'd send me to the afterlife by force!

"Haha... Thank you, Big Sister Dong'er. Thank you, Xue'er."

Under Qian Renxue's murderous gaze, Ye Yuan forced the words out.

He hurriedly sat down cross-legged. With a thought, a sacred longsword formed in his left palm, flawless as white jade and breathing pure-white sword energy.

The instant the sword took shape, a mysterious thread of golden light shone along its blade, faintly resonating with the Primordial Chaos Bell in his right hand.

This was his left-hand companion Martial Soul.

The Primal Genesis Sword!

"This sword excels at overwhelming attack and breaking defenses. It possesses supreme sharpness and the power of Genesis Nullification."

Ye Yuan explained to the two women,

"It can easily sever any physical defense in the world. Any defensive Soul Skill or protective Soul Power that touches its edge will be forcibly reversed and broken down by Primordial Light, reduced to the most basic particles of Soul Power. Before it, there's no such thing as defense!"

"What a Primal Genesis Sword!" Qian Renxue's eyes shone as she listened, full of pride.

Boom!

His First Soul Ring was ten thousand years old. A perfect success!

"Xue'er, protect my heart meridian! I'm absorbing the second one!"

Not wanting to favor either woman, Ye Yuan quickly called out to Qian Renxue.

"Okay!" Qian Renxue shot Bibi Dong a smug look and hurriedly channeled Soul Power into Ye Yuan.

With a low shout, Ye Yuan forcibly drew the fifteen-thousand-year-old Hell Cerberus's Soul Ring onto the Primordial Chaos Bell in his right hand!

Then, under Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue's stunned gazes, he pointed again with his left hand. The twenty-thousand-year-old Rending Heaven Golden Eagle's black Soul Ring turned into a streak of light and merged into the Primal Genesis Sword!

Three rings absorbed in barely an hour! Every one of them black and over ten thousand years old!

Boom!

The instant the three black Soul Rings stabilized, a terrifying storm of Soul Power erupted from Ye Yuan.

Bolstered by the three formidable Ten Thousand Year Soul Rings, his Soul Power soared and stopped at rank thirty-nine!

"Rank thirty-nine! Straight to rank thirty-nine from a single awakening!"

Wild joy filled Bibi Dong's eyes. She could not hold back; before Ye Yuan had even finished standing, she pulled him into her arms.

Ye Yuan's face plunged straight into her warm, ample chest.

"Bibi Dong! Let go of Xiao Yuan!"

Qian Renxue rushed forward and seized Ye Yuan's other hand, tugging him toward her own embrace.

Caught between the two stunning women, Ye Yuan felt like he was falling apart inside.

Just then, a dark shadow flickered in the air nearby. Ghost Douluo Gui Mei appeared, looking somewhat battered, and dropped to one knee:

"Your Holiness, your subordinate has failed. During the battle at the manor, Chen Xin and Gu Rong of the Heaven Dou Empire intervened at the risk of their lives. Though gravely wounded, Bone Douluo used a spatial Soul Skill to take Tang San and Tang Hao away. Tai Tan escaped with them. The Strength Clan, however, has been annihilated. Not even its chickens or dogs were spared!"

At the news of Tang San's escape, Qian Renxue's and Bibi Dong's expressions darkened together, but they restrained their killing intent in front of Ye Yuan.

Bibi Dong gently stroked Ye Yuan's head, and the chill in her eyes melted into warmth:

"Xiao Yuan, you've absorbed all your Soul Rings. Let's go to Heaven Dou City first. As for those homeless curs... they won't escape Big Sister's grasp in this life."

Qian Renxue snorted too and linked her arm through Ye Yuan's:

"Come on, Xiao Yuan. Let's go to Heaven Dou City. Big Sister will take you out for something delicious. Don't mind certain people who aren't needed here."