Sea Soul Masters?

Bibi Dong looked at Lin Fan's expression and listened to the sincerity in his words.

She knew Lin Fan was telling the truth; it was his story.

Besides her own story, the Spirit Hall's story, and the Douluo Continent, Bibi Dong finally heard Lin Fan's own story.

Bibi Dong slowly began to speak, "Although I am also an orphan, after hearing your story, I realize I am much luckier than you."

"Because I still have a teacher. He taught me knowledge and hunting from a young age. At least there's someone who cares about me."

Lin Fan was taken aback and asked, "Then why aren't your parents here?"

Bibi Dong slowly said, "When I was a child, there was a flood that washed away all the grain and everything else. My father had no choice but to go into the mountains to hunt, but he was bitten by a poisonous snake. When he returned to the village, the poisoning was too severe, and he couldn't be saved."

"My mother died of excessive grief. That's why I became an apprentice of a teacher and learned to hunt."

Of course, Bibi Dong's story is half true and half false. She did die at a young age, but the process was different.

Lin Fan sighed, "No wonder you, a girl, wanted to learn hunting. It turns out you're just like me, trying to prove yourself."

"Yes," Bibi Dong nodded, "I live not for anything else, but to prove myself."

Lin Fan smiled and said, "It's good to be ambitious, but you don't need to push yourself too hard. Your master raised you and taught you to hunt, not so that you would be constantly on edge."

"Furthermore, you must be careful when you go into the mountains in the future."

Bibi Dong glanced at him, a slight smile playing on her lips, and said, "Now you're trying to persuade me."

"I'm a few years older than you, what's wrong with giving you a few words of advice?" Lin Fan said matter-of-factly.

Bibi Dong didn't reply. She collected the empty bowls from the tray, stood up, and said, "Alright, you can rest now. The wedding banquet just ended, and we'll be busy today, cleaning, washing dishes, and so on."

Lin Fan said, "Alright, Dong'er."

Bibi Dong walked down the corridor, Lin Fan's words, "Fight for yourself," were still echoing in her mind.

Bibi Dong doesn't really remember what her parents look like.

I only remember that when I was little, there was a period when I was very cold and hungry, and then I was taken away by Qian Xunji.

Qian Xunji awakened her Martial Soul, taught her cultivation, and taught her how to survive in the Spirit Hall.

She always thought that was all.

Until Lin Fan came and told her the story of Bibi Dong.

Bibi Dong harbored hatred her whole life, yet in the end, she gained nothing.

She didn't want to become Bibi Dong.

Bibi Dong took a deep breath and quickened her pace toward the Pope's Palace.

The wedding banquet was over, but most of these forces, having come all this way to Spirit City, were still staying at the hotel.

However, Prince Xue Xing was anxious to return and discuss the deal with the Spirit Hall with Xue Ye, so he prepared to return the next day.

Upon hearing this, Ning Fengzhi asked with a puzzled look, "Prince Xue Xing, are you going back on only the second day? There are many Soul Master in Spirit City. You can stay and enjoy yourself for a few more days. Perhaps you can attract quite a few free Soul Master."

Prince Xue Xing chuckled and said, "Alas, I know my place. There are indeed many free Soul Master in Spirit City, but they don't even join the Spirit Hall, so how can they expect to join our Heaven Dou Empire?"

"It's better to go back sooner and avoid seeing or hearing about it."

"Your Highness is right." Ning Fengzhi smiled casually. "The free Soul Master of Spirit City are indeed difficult to win over. Heaven Dou is too far away to reach them. It would be better to go back and take care of our own affairs."

Prince Xue Xing, sensing the hidden meaning in his words, glanced over and said, "Sect Master Ning, it sounds like you have another insight?"

Ning Fengzhi smiled and said, "I wouldn't call it a brilliant insight. I just think that with so many Soul Master Academy in the Heaven Dou Empire, the royal family could increase investment and try to win over these students in advance. That would be a good idea."

"One Royal Academy isn't enough."

Prince Xue Xing said helplessly, "How could we not know? The royal family goes to great lengths to organize the Soul Master Academy and hold the Pan-Continental Soul Master Elite Tournament precisely to select talented individuals."

"Alright, Sect Master Ning, let's discuss these matters back in Heaven Dou City. Be careful, walls may have ears."

Ning Fengzhi nodded. "Alright, Your Highness, have a safe journey. Uncle Jian and I will stay in Spirit City for a couple more days."

Prince Xue Xing said no more, boarded the carriage parked in front of the hotel, and quickly left the city to return to Heaven Dou.

Ning Fengzhi stood at the window on the second floor of the hotel, watching Prince Xue Xing's carriage disappear around the street corner.

Chen Xin asked, puzzled, "Feng Zhi, were you saying those things just now intentionally for Xue Xing to hear?"

Ning Fengzhi nodded. "I have a feeling that something has changed after Prince Xue Xing's wedding. Something must have happened between him and the Spirit Hall, and they have to keep it from my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect."

Chen Xin said, "Isn't that overthinking it? Perhaps you've witnessed the strength of the Spirit Hall and your mindset has changed."

Ning Fengzhi shook his head and said, "There's no need for you to act all distant towards me."

Chen Xin had no choice but to stop asking questions.

Pope's Palace, Yue Guan strode in, bowed, and reported, "Your Majesty, Prince Xue Xing has already left the city and headed towards Heaven Dou."

Qian Xunji leaned back in his chair, looking somewhat tired, and asked, resting his fingers on the armrest, "Where's Ning Fengzhi?"

"Sect Master Ning is still staying at the hotel; he hasn't left."

Qian Xunji nodded. "As expected. Xue Xing will go back and consult Xue Ye, Ning Fengzhi will stay to observe the wind direction."

"Yue Guan, write a letter to Salas of the Heaven Dou Sacred Hall, instructing him to secretly receive Prince Xue Xing. He promises to grant the Heaven Dou Imperial Family's demands, regardless of the conditions, as long as the Spirit Hall can do it."

"Of course, we can't let them make exorbitant demands. We still need to negotiate the terms, as long as we don't let them realize that the Spirit Hall is determined to obtain the Vast Sea Cosmic Shroud."

"Your His Holiness the Pope, I will take care of it immediately." Yue Guan bowed and walked out of the Pope's Palace.

Three days later, the forces that had come to Spirit City for the wedding banquet began to leave.

Seeing this, Ning Fengzhi knew he couldn't stay any longer.

They simply wrote letters to the sect's intelligence personnel, secretly monitoring the movements of Heaven Dou City.

Because of Spirit City, his intelligence couldn't infiltrate the Spirit Hall; he could only monitor the movements of Xue Xing and others.

On the fifth day, the Gui Mei appeared before Qian Xunji with a serious expression.

"Your His Holiness the Pope, the Sea Soul Master I previously instructed have arrived. According to our spies, three of them have appeared in Vast Sea City to purchase supplies."

Upon hearing this, Qian Xunji immediately stood up and asked, "Are you from Sea God Island?"

The Gui Mei shook its head and said, "It's not confirmed yet."

Qian Xunji ordered, "Take your men and Ghost Leopard Douluo and secretly go to Vast Sea City to find out their origins. Even if they aren't from Sea God Island, they should at least know where Sea God Island is."

Gui Mei Spirit accepted the order and that very night led Ghost Leopard Douluo and several of his men out of Spirit City, heading towards Vast Sea City.

Qian Xunji stood by the window of the Pope's Palace, watching the disappearing figures in the night. After a while, she looked away.

"Vast Sea City."

Vast Sea City is a port city on the northeastern coast of the Heaven Dou Empire.