Sensing that familiar aura approaching, Bibi Dong raised her head, a bright smile blossoming across her face. She set down the copper kettle and hurried over.
"Xiaogang? What brings you here?"
Yu Xiaogang reached out to steady her as she rushed into him and smiled. "All right, Dong'er, I came to see you about something. Let's talk on the way."
Bibi Dong froze for a moment, then nodded without asking any more questions.
The two stood on Sanpao's back together. With a beat of its wings, Sanpao soared into the sky and sped toward Heaven Dou City.
During the flight, Yu Xiaogang told her everything about Dai Mubai's situation.
Bibi Dong frowned slightly, her expression growing more serious. "The ancient Evil-Eyed Saint King? I've heard of him too. He's said to be a divine beast over a million years old."
Yu Xiaogang nodded. "That's right. At that level, he's already beyond my ability to interfere with as I am now. You're the only one who might be able to."
He turned to look at Bibi Dong. "How far have you progressed in inheriting the God of Silent Death's divine position?"
"I've already inherited forty-five percent of the divinity, and my soul power has reached rank ninety-nine."
Bibi Dong answered, "It should only take a little over two more years before I can fully inherit the divine position's power."
"That fast?"
Yu Xiaogang raised his brows slightly. "Looks like our Dong'er is about to become a god."
Bibi Dong blushed and leaned against his shoulder. "You're the one who gave me this divine position in the first place."
"Heh."
Yu Xiaogang put an arm around her shoulders. "My soul power level isn't high enough yet. Even with a divine position, I can't truly inherit it. Besides, Dong'er, you becoming a god