Ye Tian pointed at the pages of a book about the Elephant Armored Sect and said:
"Qianjun Douluo is merely a Rank 95 Super Douluo. His cultivation isn't particularly strong."
"In a few days, we can have the Elephant Armored Sect pretend to seek aid from Qianjun Douluo."
"Counting Zhou Long and the Sea Witch, I have three strong fighters at the Title Douluo level."
"On your side, you should be able to send two as well."
"Five Title Douluo working together should be enough to take Qianjun Douluo down."
Bibi Dong lifted her gaze, a trace of surprise on her face.
"You don't need me to act?"
Without a doubt, she was the strongest existence in the Pope's Hall.
She could even fight Qianjun Douluo alone.
If she joined in, Qianjun Douluo would have no chance of escape.
Ye Tian chuckled lightly. "You have something more important to do—holding your position in Spirit City to mislead the Elder Hall."
"Most importantly, after the battle, you'll lure Jiang Long Douluo over, ensuring they are taken down in one fell swoop."
Seeing Ye Tian's calm demeanor, Bibi Dong sighed.
"Such a pity… Two Super Douluo. They could have been sharp blades for the Spirit Hall."
Truthfully, Bibi Dong never wanted the situation to reach this point.
For the Spirit Hall, every Super Douluo was nurtured with vast resources.
They were once-in-a-century prodigies.
Wherever they went, they were honored guests.
If either of the two empires gained two more Super Douluo, the Spirit Hall itself would be under immense pressure.
This showed how strategically valuable Super Douluo were.
Noting the regret in Bibi Dong's expression, Ye Tian pondered for a moment and said:
"These 'sharp blades' don't necessarily have to be destroyed."
Then, he lifted his head. "I grew up on the shores of the Eastern Sea and know that countless islands are hidden deep in the ocean, isolated from the world."
"Even experienced fishermen, if exiled to these islands, may never find their way back."
"Exiling Qianjun Douluo to such an island would be a good compromise."
"After all, with your ability, Sister Dong'er, once the Elder Hall loses its influence, you'll take full control of Spirit Hall within a year."
"By then, even if he miraculously returns to the mainland, he won't be able to change anything."
This plan not only spared the lives of the consecrated elders but also helped Bibi Dong gradually consolidate her control over Spirit Hall.
The seven consecrated elders had ruled Spirit Hall for nearly a century, with thousands of loyal followers.
If Qianjun Douluo were to die, some of his devoted subordinates might lose faith in Spirit Hall.
This would destabilize the Hall's rule.
"…Exile is indeed a good idea. But with Qianjun Douluo's temperament, would he accept it?" Bibi Dong frowned.
Ye Tian let out a long sigh. "That will depend on fate."
"At this point, it's our best option." Bibi Dong rubbed her temples tiredly, her eyes thoughtful.
With the strategy set, the next step was execution.
Bibi Dong and Ye Tian divided their tasks.
Bibi Dong would remain in Spirit City, overseeing troop deployment in the Barak Kingdom while misleading the Elder Hall.
Ye Tian, on the other hand, would lead Elder Ghost, the Sea Witch, and others to ambush Qianjun Douluo at the Elephant Armored Sect.
But all of this depended on driving Qian Daoliu out of Spirit City first.
When Ye Tian confidently assured her that he could lure Qian Daoliu away, Bibi Dong was skeptical.
Her voice deepened as she spoke: "Qian Daoliu has cultivated for over three hundred years and is an Ultimate Douluo."
"Whether in strength or wisdom, he is among the best on the continent."
"How could he possibly be deceived by just a few words?"
Hearing this, Ye Tian merely smiled mysteriously.
"Don't worry. Whether he believes me or not, he won't be able to ignore it."
Bibi Dong narrowed her eyes. "Since when did you learn to keep secrets?"
With a composed expression, Ye Tian took out a glowing green pearl.
He placed it in front of Bibi Dong, his smile deepening.
"It's not that I'm particularly good at deception, but the original owner of this Pearl is extremely important to Qian Daoliu."
Bibi Dong curiously reached out to touch the pearl.
A faint chill spread from it.
Suddenly, she felt a terrifying soul power locking onto her.
Her instincts kicked in, and she quickly withdrew her pale hand like a startled cat.
Her eyes widened, and her face turned serious.
"I can sense traces of an Ultimate Douluo's aura in this pearl!"
"That's right." Ye Tian grinned. "The original owner of this Pearl is none other than Bo Saixi, the Sea God's representative in the mortal world."
"It just so happens that Posessi and Qian Daoliu have a bit of history."
Realizing what he meant, Bibi Dong's expression turned strange.
"Don't tell me they had a romantic past?"
Ye Tian chuckled. "To be precise, it was one-sided on Qian Daoliu's part."
"Hah?!" Bibi Dong covered her mouth, laughing. "Never thought Qian Daoliu had a moment of rejection."
"They haven't seen each other for a hundred years," Ye Tian smirked. "I'll take it upon myself to grant them a reunion."
"You're bold enough to deceive an Ultimate Douluo?" Bibi Dong laughed, playfully tapping Ye Tian's arm.
"That's only because I have you to protect me. Otherwise, where would I get the courage?"
Ye Tian leaned in slightly, feeling the quickening rhythm of Bibi Dong's breath.
A rare blush spread across her face.
"Tonight…"
"Why not now?" Ye Tian interrupted.
The light silk robe on her delicate shoulders slid down effortlessly.
Their eyes met.
In the end, Bibi Dong was the first to look away.
Ye Tian's gaze drifted downward—
What he saw, however, was not flawless white skin.
Instead, her skin was covered in thin, black lines.
Dense and interwoven, they pulsed eerily, as if alive.
As Bibi Dong's heartbeat quickened, the black lines fluctuated like veins.
Seeing Ye Tian momentarily stunned, Bibi Dong gave a sorrowful smile.
As if she understood something.
Her face turned pale, and she slowly put her robe back on.
"Sorry, did I scare you? Do you feel deceived…? I understand if you do."
However—
Ye Tian reached out, stopping her movements.
His hand gently pressed against her chest, feeling the dark and evil power surging beneath the black lines.
"Does it hurt?" Ye Tian asked, his voice soft.
Bibi Dong's eyes flickered with surprise and complexity.
Even disbelief.
(End of Chapter)