After leaving the Star Dou Great Forest, Ye Qing did not head straight for the Sun Moon Empire. There was no telling how much time he would spend matching wits and courage with the Illustrious Virtue Hall and the Holy Spirit Cult there.
His most pressing task was, of course, to obtain his seventh Soul Ring first. He had been stuck at the Soul Saint bottleneck for several months now. Although it did not affect anything, being one Soul Ring short still felt rather unsatisfying.
It was like wearing a sperm-stopper while doing that sort of thing-there was always a sense of restraint.
This time, Ye Qing was going to enjoy himself without a c*ndom to his heart's content!
Ahem, without a bottleneck!
Naturally, he had to choose his seventh Soul Ring carefully. At the very least, he needed one over three hundred thousand years old. He could also recover the corpse along the way and have Electrolux help him turn it into a top-tier puppet.
This would be the foundation for Evil Nightmare Douluo to display his might before the masses in the future. He could not make a slapdash choice; he had to pick something both handsome and powerful.
Following the original timeline, the Demon Soul Great White Shark Clan was wiped out, pot and all, by the Demon Empress not long after Huo Yuhao ascended. That means Tang San won't care whether they live or die at all, Ye Qing silently began calculating.
Xiao Bai had already been a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast ten thousand years ago. As a lackey who had served three masters, she should have received at least some benefits from Tang San, right?
Surely her age would not still be just a hundred thousand years?
She should be enough to serve as Ye Qing's