A Woman's Competitive Spirit

Besides Liu Erlong, Flender, and that Sugar Bean Soul Master Shao Xin, Ling Jing had actually spotted several other familiar faces.

For example... a younger version of Zhao Wuji.

At this point, Zhao Wuji had clearly not yet gotten himself into so much trouble, nor had Spirit Hall begun hunting him down. He was drinking and bragging with his companions in a small tavern. Yet that unruly, defiant air of his was still on full display.

In the entire tavern, Zhao Wuji was the only one with a foot planted on a chair, looking utterly arrogant.

Everyone else drank from cups, but Zhao Wuji alone clutched a huge wine jar and drank without stopping.

Honestly, Ling Jing could not understand how Zhao Wuji had managed to achieve such a formidable record in the original story.

As Spirit Hall's Holy Son, Ling Jing had dealt with quite a few Red-robed Bishops, and they had all left him with rather good impressions. More importantly, Red-robed Bishops were considered the backbone of Spirit Hall. Anyone who became one was an outstanding figure among Soul Saints. The occasional Red-robed Bishop at the Soul Emperor level also possessed exceptionally remarkable strengths.

Yet Zhao Wuji, a Soul Master with such obvious weaknesses, had escaped after being besieged by more than a dozen Red-robed Bishops from Spirit Hall?

That was just absurd!

If one carefully counted Spirit Hall's operations before the story began, it was truly difficult to see how powerful Spirit Hall was supposed to be.

Their attack on Sea God Island had failed, but Sea God Island had Peerless Douluo Bo Saixi, so losing was understandable. But more than a dozen Red-robed Bishops had besieged Zhao Wuji, only for him to escape and earn the title of Unmoving Bright King. Qian Xunji had brought Ghost