The advantage is ours! Brilliant insight, Saint Son!

After thinking it over for a long time, Qian Daoliu finally ruled out the elders as suspects.

Then he turned his gaze toward the Platinum Bishops.

The Platinum Bishops were pale, each cowering like a frightened quail.

Well, with how spineless they were, he could hardly imagine them having the nerve to collude with Evil Soul Masters.

He then looked at Bai Ranmo and Qian Renxue.

"Old Man, you know me. Why would I go colluding with Evil Soul Masters for no reason?" Bai Ranmo still held a little plate of pastries, speaking as he chewed.

Qian Daoliu was speechless. He, too, doubted that his treasured disciple, who had caught a god's attention, could be an Evil Soul Master spy.

Qian Renxue was out of the question as well. Sukuna had been quiet for ages. He had suddenly reacted during the last Genius Tournament, but Qian Daoliu had no idea why.

Surely Sukuna hadn't taken a fancy to Tang San as his new body?

Shaking his head, Qian Daoliu firmly decided that it was impossible. Absolutely impossible!

A Blue Silver Grass wielder with innate full soul power might not even be able to become a Titled Douluo. How could Sukuna possibly take an interest in him?

That left only one person worth suspecting—

"Pope, what do you think?" Qian Daoliu looked at Bibi Dong, his voice calm and cold.

Qian Daoliu really did not want to suspect Bibi Dong. After all, she was a god's heir. No matter how repulsive a god might be, surely they would never let an Evil Soul Master inherit their godhood?

But remembering Bibi Dong's dark history of devouring his son, Qian Xunji, and considering that everyone else present was above suspicion, Bibi Dong looked all the more suspect.

Bibi Dong swept her gaze over