In a mountain range thousands of miles from Spirit Hall.
Several warriors were hunting Soul Beasts when they suddenly spotted an exceedingly luxurious carriage nearby.
"Brother Tao, look! What's that?"
A Soul Master cried out, and the others all looked over.
"A qilin horn on its head and the body of a thousand-mile steed... could that be a Lingbo Treading-Snow Beast raised by Spirit Hall?"
Su Yuntao, the leader of the Soul Masters, stepped forward.
At this time, Su Yuntao was around twenty years old and had already reached the rank of Soul Grandmaster, which was quite respectable among ordinary Soul Masters.
"Brother Tao, what kind of prodigy do you think is riding in that carriage?"
Hearing his follower's question, Su Yuntao clasped his hands behind his back and put on an unfathomable air. "If my guess is right, whoever's in that carriage must at least be a member of the Spirit Hall Golden Generation, one of the very finest geniuses on the entire continent."
"Of course, as long as we cultivate diligently, our Soul Power can keep breaking through too. We might even surpass those geniuses from Spirit Hall one day."
"If we could step on them to rise to the top, it would be an unparalleled honor. And we would replace them as the most dazzling geniuses."
Su Yuntao's words made the expressions of the Soul Masters behind him change abruptly, their blood boiling.
Although they did not think this bastard Su Yuntao could actually pull it off, his words really were fucking bold. For a moment, they actually admired him a little more.
However, when the curtain over the carriage's small window was lifted, revealing a woman's profile...
The Soul Masters instantly froze in place.
"Gasp..."
"She's beautiful."
"Her smile is so lovely."
At that moment, not only Su Yuntao but all the other Soul Masters present had no room in their eyes for anything else. There was only that peerlessly ethereal face, beautiful enough to rob heaven and earth of their color and put the sun and moon to shame. They had never seen a woman whose beauty could be so breathtaking.
Clop! Clop! Clop!
The carriage gradually moved farther away, and that incomparable, ethereal face in the little window disappeared from sight.
The Soul Masters came back to their senses.
Yet the scene just now felt like a dream.
"Boss..."
"Would you step on a prodigy like her to rise to the top too?"
"Yeah, Boss. If you surpassed a prodigy like her one day, would you still step on her to climb higher?"
His followers all looked at Su Yuntao questioningly, whispering and chuckling.
"Ahem, if she'd keep me, I wouldn't mind being her subordinate."
"Pfft!"
Su Yuntao's face flushed red, provoking a round of jeering laughter from his followers.
Perhaps it was precisely the youthful recklessness of these Soul Masters on the Douluo Continent that made them seem so... fucking stupid and clueless.
"Wait, Boss, look at which direction she's heading!"
"That... that's..."
At his follower's reminder, Su Yuntao's expression stiffened.
"That's King of Hell Valley! Has she gone mad?"
Su Yuntao watched the direction the carriage had taken, his brows tightly knitted.
Although they often came here to hunt Soul Beasts, they never dared head toward King of Hell Valley. They even kept well away from it.
It was said that almost no one who entered King of Hell Valley came out alive. Even those who managed to survive were at the level of Douluo or even Titled Douluo. Yet even if they emerged alive, they would become raving mad and eventually die of their injuries.
"I hope she makes it out safely."
Su Yuntao thought this to himself. He did not want such a stunningly beautiful woman to perish in King of Hell Valley.
"Forget it. What does it have to do with me anyway?"
"A favored daughter of heaven like her usually has her own pride, treating everyone with a coldness that keeps them a thousand miles away. Even if a Titled Douluo knelt at her feet, she probably wouldn't think him worthy."
"I probably won't ever have a chance to meet her."
Suddenly recognizing reality, Su Yuntao inexplicably felt a faint, ball-aching melancholy.
Meanwhile, inside the carriage.
"Teacher, could you lower the curtain? You're disturbing my sleep."
"No, I can't agree to that."
"Why?"
"Bao'er~"
"You... you haven't spoken to me for two whole hours."
"!@#￥%..."
Seeing Bibi Dong's aggrieved look, Xu Feng's face darkened. He could only sigh. "Then it's a deal. We'll only chat for a little while. I still need to get back to lying flat."
"All right!"
Bibi Dong's pretty face brightened with delight. She immediately lowered the curtain, plunging the carriage's spacious interior into dimness and setting off the rosy flush of her cheeks, making her look deeply moved.
"Teacher, what do you want to hear?"
"Hee..." Bibi Dong lay beside Xu Feng, raised her delicate hand, and pulled little Xu Feng straight into her arms. With tenderness and curiosity, she said, "I want to hear you tell me more stories about Earth, Bao'er."
"All right, but do you remember where I left off last time?"
"Hee... I remember. You were telling a story about 'Trump,' Bao'er."
Ugh, time for another episode of "My master loves listening to her disciple tell stories."
After that inward complaint, Xu Feng quietly began his account.
Bibi Dong listened attentively too.
Of course, Bibi Dong also set aside some of her spiritual power to sense the situation outside the carriage, aiming to find Soul Beasts with delicious meat. If she found one, she could make something tasty to reward little Xu Feng. She could not bear to let little Xu Feng suffer because he had come out with her.
As for being attacked by powerful Soul Masters or Soul Beasts, Bibi Dong was not worried at all.
With the Soul Power Radar, she could easily skirt around those powerful Soul Beasts and Soul Masters without worrying about being attacked. That was how she had traveled all this way.
What gave Bibi Dong something of a headache was a group of people who kept following her. Although she had shaken them off many times, they always returned, as though they knew their whereabouts.
Could those people be Qian Xunfeng and the others my disciple mentioned earlier?
Are they planning to set an ambush and abduct me into the woods?!
As Bibi Dong connected these things, her expression could not help turning grave.
Our whereabouts have been exposed repeatedly. What exactly is going on?
Because Bibi Dong still did not know how their whereabouts were being leaked, being watched by people she could not shake off made her somewhat uneasy. And the greatest source of that unease was... her Bao'er.
Her Bao'er was still so little.
What if those bastards hurt him?
That was something she absolutely could not tolerate.
"Bao'er~"
"Promise me."
Bibi Dong suddenly looked at little Xu Feng solemnly and said very seriously, "No matter what happens later, or what you hear, you mustn't lift the curtain, all right?"
Throughout the journey, Bibi Dong had followed the principle of "never fight if fighting can be avoided, and always steer clear if possible," precisely because she feared little Xu Feng might be accidentally injured if she fought a powerful Soul Master or Soul Beast.
But now, Qian Xunfeng and his people were pursuing her relentlessly. She could not let them continue unchecked.
"Why?"
At his question, Bibi Dong turned her head away. A brilliant purple gleam flashed through her eyes, and a phantom Spider Emperor filled with slaughter and bloodshed flickered through them and vanished. She did not want little Xu Feng to see this cold, vicious side of her.
"Mm, Teacher, why exactly?"
"Bao'er, don't ask. Just don't peek."
"I understand."
"???"
"Don't worry. Your disciple definitely won't peek at you peeing, Teacher."
"..." Bibi Dong's face darkened, and the corners of her mouth twitched slightly.
(End of chapter)
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