A Frustrated Bibi Dong

Smack! Qian Xunling slapped the Evil Soul Master on the head, leaving him reeling. "Don't look at me with that aggrieved expression like I cuckolded your mother. Your life is in my hands. I can chop you into a human stick whenever I want."

"Uh... uh, uh..." The Evil Soul Master shook his head and lowered it repeatedly. The wind blade had sliced off not only his jaw but his tongue as well.

Zhao Lan and her two companions exchanged looks.

Which side looked more like an Evil Soul Master?

They even exchanged glances, considering whether to make a run for it.

Qian Xunling looked at the Evil Soul Master and continued, "I'm going to ask you some questions. Nod if you know the answer, and shake your head if you don't. Understand?"

"Uh, uh." The Evil Soul Master nodded repeatedly.

Qian Xunling took out the storage bag that had belonged to the red-haired female Evil Soul Master surnamed Zhong. "Recognize this?"

The Evil Soul Master's pupils contracted sharply, but he looked at Qian Xunling with a wary expression. Under the pressure Qian Xunling exerted, however, he nodded.

Qian Xunling asked again, "Do you have a fixed place to contact each other, like a headquarters?"

The Evil Soul Master seemed to be making a difficult choice.

As he was now, he couldn't even kill himself.

He seemed to make up his mind and nodded dejectedly.

Qian Xunling chuckled and turned to Zhao Lan and her companions. "He's yours, but don't kill him yet. I still have a use for him, though you can take him to complete your mission first."

"Thank you, friend," Zhao Shan said joyfully.

The three of them also breathed a sigh of relief.

Thankfully, the powerful Soul Master before them, handsome despite being covered in blood, wasn't an Evil Soul Master. Otherwise, they would have met their end here too.

"Ling, are you an independent cultivator?" Zhao Lan asked eagerly.

Qian Xunling grunted in assent.

"That's wonderful! Why don't you come with us to Thunder Creek Town to report on our mission first, then come to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan with us? I believe you'll like it there," Zhao Lan said joyfully.

The other two nodded and looked at Qian Xunling expectantly.

Besides the direct descendants surnamed Yu, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan had quite a few factions made up of people with other surnames. If Qian Xunling joined, their factions might gain more resources.

All three of them could tell.

Qian Xunling definitely wasn't very old.

Yet he had the strength to kill a Soul Elder-level Evil Soul Master in an instant.

He was a first-rate genius.

Qian Xunling smiled. "What a coincidence. I was just wondering how to get into the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan. Since you've invited me, I'll hitch a ride with you."

"I see. Then we really were fated to meet." Zhao Lan stared intently at Qian Xunling, looking as though she wished she could press her eyes right against his face.

Only when Zhao Shan nudged the two of them

did they go over and tie up the Evil Soul Master.

The five of them then set off for Thunder Creek Town.

On the way, Zhao Shan explained to Qian Xunling that Thunder Creek Town was called a town, but it was really just a few marketplaces. Even so, compared with the marketplaces and small villages at the foot of the True Dragon Mountain Range, Thunder Creek Town was the largest.

At that time, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan was considered the weakest of the Upper Three Sects.

Of course, it was still the weakest by the time of the original story.

But even as the weakest, it wielded considerable influence on the continent, with connections and resources far beyond those of other sects.

After entering Thunder Creek Town, Qian Xunling went into a shabby tavern. He rented a room and began washing the grime off himself. Bibi Dong woke up at that moment.

Her little face flushed red, Bibi Dong glanced toward the bathroom.

Her head was still spinning.

After washing, Qian Xunling opened the door, looked at Bibi Dong, and said, "Go take a bath."

"Mm-hmm, I know." Bibi Dong hopped off the bed and hurried into the bathroom on her little legs. Qian Xunling waved a hand, unsure what she was so excited about.

While she was in the bathroom,

Qian Xunling summoned his Divine Aspect Martial Soul.

The Divine Aspect Martial Soul had shrunk to roughly Qian Xunling's size. He raised a hand and patted it on the shoulder, praising it. "Not bad, not bad. Getting beaten up by Tang Chen actually raised both of us another level. We're a level seventy-seven Soul Saint now."

The Divine Aspect Martial Soul wore an indifferent expression and said nothing.

Qian Xunling paid it no mind, instead examining his Martial Soul carefully. According to the five God Kings, its quality surpassed even the super-god level, reaching a degree that even they couldn't see through.

Qian Xunling had always kept the Angel God's earlier words in mind.

The Five Great God Kings needed his Martial Soul.

But they didn't need him alive, so Qian Xunling could surmise that if the Five Great God Kings injected divine power into his Martial Soul, he would definitely be affected.

Whether he would die was another matter, but being controlled was a nail already hammered into the board.

The only way to break out of this predicament now was to find an ability in his Divine Aspect Martial Soul that would take everyone by surprise.

Knock, knock, knock. Someone rapped on the door.

Qian Xunling withdrew his Martial Soul and opened the door to find Zhao Lan, who had changed her clothes and put up her hair. She tucked back a lock of her beautiful hair and cast him a flirtatious glance. "Ling, we've completed the mission involving that Evil Soul Master. Now we need to escort him to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's dungeon. Will you come with us?"

She wasn't bad-looking, and after tidying herself up, she had a charm all her own. Qian Xunling chuckled, smoothed the hair at her temples, and said softly, "Sorry to trouble you to come tell me. Wait a moment; we'll set off shortly."

"Mm." Zhao Lan's heart pounded as she stared at Qian Xunling, her face flushed. She reached out to catch his hand, but just then, the bathroom door banged open. Bibi Dong looked toward the doorway and called out somewhat loudly, "Martial Uncle, Little Spider is done washing."

"If you're done, you're done. Why are you shouting so loudly?" Qian Xunling looked back and said displeasedly.

Zhao Lan withdrew her hand and looked at Qian Xunling awkwardly, but still said tenderly in a low voice, "I'll wait for you."

With that, she slipped away.

Qian Xunling chuckled.

Rebuked by Qian Xunling, Bibi Dong lowered her head, feeling wronged. But she couldn't suppress the frustration in her heart, so she clenched both little fists and vented it all in her mind on the woman from just now, as well as everyone in the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

Bibi Dong raised her head and asked, "Martial Uncle, do we have to go to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan? What's there that's worth your visit? Besides, don't you hate going to sects and being cooped up in Spirit Hall most of all?"

"Of course I have important business to take care of. Am I the sort of person who goes looking for trouble when there's nothing to do?" Qian Xunling replied.

"Then can't we go on our own? Do we have to go with them? The clan master of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan warmly invited you at the ceremony before. We definitely won't be punished if we go on our own," Bibi Dong asked in return.

Qian Xunling looked at Bibi Dong in puzzlement. "Little Spider, do you really dislike the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan? I remember you hadn't met anyone from the clan before."

Seeing Bibi Dong's attitude, Qian Xunling felt somewhat pleased. It meant he had achieved some success in reshaping her disposition.

Bibi Dong thought her martial uncle was about to start disliking her again. She shook her head repeatedly and said honestly in a low voice, "Little Spider does dislike the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan a little, but if you still want to go, Martial Uncle, Little Spider won't say anything more."

"I see. Go get your clothes in order first. We still have to make a trip to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan," Qian Xunling replied with a chuckle.

Bibi Dong's little face was full of frustration as she murmured an "Oh" and went to get her clothes in order.

Qian Xunling, meanwhile, was considering the possibility that something as overpowered as the so-called law of causality really existed. In that case, no matter how much Little Spider disliked the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, she might still fall in love with Yu Xiaogang.

After all, the underlying code of Romance Continent was right there.

So Qian Xunling felt it was still necessary to let those two meet. If necessary, he would step in and break up their brain-dead romance. If he truly couldn't change it, then he could only send Little Spider to meet the gods and Buddhas.