Bibi Dong's plan

"Practice it." Dai Mubai said with certainty, "I know him too well. He cares about his reputation, but he cares even more about strength. Once he gets his hands on a technique and finds it effective, he won't just leave it unused. Even if he knows there are side effects, he'll grit his teeth and keep practicing."

Ma Xiaohong and Ao Xiaoya exchanged a glance.

"Boss Dai," Ma Xiaohong began.

"Um."

Did your brother owe you money in his past life?

Dai Mubai turned around, waving his hand as he walked towards the academy. "What debt? I'm just sharing the good fortune."

Ma Xiaohong and Ao Xiaoya followed behind, looking at each other. They both felt that Dai Mubai's words were reasonable, but something about them didn't quite add up.

As she walked into the dormitory area, Ao Xiaoya suddenly remembered something.

"Boss Dai, what if your brother comes knocking on our door after he's finished training?"

Dai Mubai pushed open the dormitory door and entered without turning his head. "If he comes looking for me, I'll tell him, 'Look, we're exactly the same now, so neither of us should laugh at the other.'"

Ma Xiaohong was leaning against the doorframe, laughing so hard she couldn't straighten up, while Ao Xiaoya turned her face away, her shoulders shaking.

In the dormitory, Dai Mubai sat at the table, poured himself a glass of water, took a sip, and suddenly smiled.

"But this technique is actually quite good. My skin is better than before, my face is more refined, and I feel much better when I look in the mirror."

Ma Xiaohong poked half her head in from the doorway. "Boss Dai, were you in a bad mood when you looked in the mirror before?"

"I didn't like it before, and I didn't want to take pictures."

"And now?"

Dai Mubai looked down at his light blue dress, touched his waist, and said with an indescribable calmness, "I'm doing great now. My waist is slimmer, my clothes look good, and people even give me flowers when I walk down the street."

Ma Xiaohong and Ao Xiaoya exchanged a glance, and they both saw the same meaning in each other's eyes.

That's it, Boss Dai has adapted.

On the other side, in the Papal Palace of Spirit City.

"Chrysanthemum Douluo, how is the competition venue construction going?" Bibi Dong asked, looking at Chrysanthemum Douluo.

Chrysanthemum Douluo respectfully replied, "Your Majesty, the competition venue will be completed in another two months."

Bibi Dong nodded slightly, then looked at Ghost Douluo: "Ghost Douluo, what about you over there?"

Ghost Douluo and replied, "The army is making preparations in secret; supplies will still take some time."

Bibi Dong was extremely satisfied after hearing Ghost Douluo's words.

This All-Continent Genius Soul Master Tournament was actually her conspiracy.

Because the forces participating in the All-Continent Genius Soul Master Tournament include two major empires, top sects, lower-tier sects, and some academies, wouldn't she be out of her mind if she didn't wipe them all out?

Qian Daoliu?

He still doesn't know her plans; this guy seems to be doing nothing all day.

She had already received some support from the pro-war faction among those in the Elder Hall, Qian Daoliu was powerless to stop her in the end, because her plan had already been implemented by then.

Bibi Dong leaned back in her high-backed chair, tapping her fingertips lightly on the armrest twice, her gaze sweeping over Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo.

"The venue will be completed in two months, and the army will be almost ready." Bibi Dong's voice was calm and unhurried. "When will the participating teams arrive in Spirit City?"

"According to the schedule, the teams will arrive one after another in the two weeks leading up to the start of the competition." Chrysanthemum Douluo bowed slightly. "We will arrange for people to greet them at the city gate and settle them all in the athletes' village in the west of the city."

How many security personnel were deployed to the athletes' village?

"On the surface, there are two Soul Saint leading the team, four Soul King, and twenty Soul Ancestor, responsible for daily patrols and maintaining order." Chrysanthemum Douluo paused here, glancing at Bibi Dong's expression, "Secretly, there's also an elite force led by Soul Douluo, disguised as logistics and errand boys, mingling in the players' village."

Bibi Dong nodded and then asked, "How much have you found out about the Elder Hall?"

"Several elders from the pro-war faction have agreed to cooperate with the operation," Chrysanthemum Douluo said in a low voice. "As for Great Enshrined Qian Daoliu... he's rarely appeared in the Elder Hall lately, leaving his daily affairs to others. I heard he's in seclusion for cultivation."

"Secluded cultivation." Bibi Dong repeated these four words, a slight smile playing on her lips. "Then let him cultivate in peace. By the time he emerges, everything that was bound to happen will have already happened."

Ghost Douluo listened silently without saying a word.

Bibi Dong glanced at him. "Ghost Douluo, your task is the most important. During the competition, you will be in charge of the defense of Spirit City. You must firmly control the city gates, walls, key roads, and all checkpoints. Once the fighting begins, no one is allowed to enter or leave."

"Understood," Ghost Douluo replied, his voice dry and low.

Bibi Dong stood up from her chair and walked to the window. The Spirit City stretched out beneath her feet, and in the distance, scaffolding still stood over the competition venue, with workers climbing and bustling about on the steel frames like ants.

"Six parties are joining forces to organize the competition." Bibi Dong looked out the window, her tone calm. "The Heaven Dou Empire, Clear Sky Sect Star Luo Empire, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect School, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, and the Spirit Hall itself. Of the six forces, the Heaven Dou Empire will bring its Royal Knights, the Star Luo Empire its Royal Guard, the Clear Sky Sect and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect will each have their own Soul Master teams accompanying them, and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan will also send an elder to lead their team."

She turned around and looked at Chrysanthemum Douluo: "These people together are practically half of the Soul Master World on the continent. If they all stay in Spirit City and can't go back, what waves can the remaining small and medium-sized sects and academies stir up?"

Chrysanthemum Douluo lowered his head and did not reply.

"Go and prepare." Bibi Dong waved her hand. "Over the next two months, I want to see that every step is flawless."

Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo withdrew from the Papal Palace.

After the palace doors closed, Bibi Dong stood by the window for a while.

Bibi Dong secretly thought that after she became the Rakshasa God, she would destroy the entire Douluo Continent and then take Yu Xiaogang to ascend to the Divine Realm to live their own world.

"It's finally finished." Jiang Lan nodded slightly as he looked at the Body Sect in front of him.

Over the course of several months, the Guga Robot completed the construction of the Body Sect.

Jiang Lan stood in front of the main gate of the Body Sect, looking up at the plaque.

He wrote the plaque himself, three large, crooked characters. "Body Sect," with Little Penguin drawn next to it as decoration.

The wood was top-quality nanmu, sent by Ning Fengzhi. The characters were drawn by him stroke by stroke with a brush dipped in gold powder. After finishing, he still felt it wasn't grand enough, so he added a line of small characters at the bottom, "King Little Guga himself."

Doro squatted at his feet, holding an Ju Zi in her short little hands, her big purple eyes looking up at the plaque, and making a muffled call.

The translation roughly means, "Your handwriting is really ugly."

"What do you know?" Jiang Lan looked down and glared at it. "This is called childlike fun."