As Ning Rongrong spoke, she gritted her teeth inwardly. That vixen Ye Lingling was still here!
If she left now, Ye Lingling would get all the advantages.
Dugu Feng could easily see through Ning Rongrong's thoughts, but he had no intention of comforting her.
After all, only action could ease Ning Rongrong's mind.
"You'll be leaving early tomorrow morning, so today..." Dugu Feng said bluntly.
But before he could finish, Ning Rongrong pressed herself tightly against him.
"Don't talk, just come!"
Dugu Feng smiled. Having just become a Soul Saint, his physical strength had increased again.
He was going to test it out properly!
Ning Rongrong's figure had become increasingly perfect, making Dugu Feng instantly lose himself in her.
Tonight would surely be like thunder striking fire—earthshaking and relentless.
Ning Rongrong was fully invested too. Having to separate from Dugu Feng again so soon filled her with reluctance.
She was determined to make Dugu Feng remember her before they parted.
The air was filled with passionate intensity until late night when everything finally calmed down.
Morning.
Ning Rongrong took out Dragon Lichen Leaf from her Storage Soul Tool and consumed it, gradually recovering her strength.
She didn't want Bone Douluo to notice anything unusual.
While eating the Dragon Lichen Leaf, she shot Dugu Feng a glare. When I said come, you really went all out—it was terrifying.
Dugu Feng didn't overthink it. After waiting for Ning Rongrong to get ready, he had breakfast with Bone Douluo, and then they bid their final farewells.
Ning Rongrong was going to Poseidon Island for training, where she should be able to obtain the Top Seven Trials.
Within a few years, she could cultivate to the Soul Douluo level.
By then, she should be able to catch up to his cultivation speed. Poseidon Island was indeed a great opportunity.
After pondering for a moment, Dugu Feng continued to harness the Slaughter Aura and bloody energy from the battlefield to cultivate his Asura Domain.
The appearance of the Spider God had given him a strong sense of urgency.
He didn't want some second or third-rate Godhood!
If he continued cultivating like this and the Spider God threw a God Test at him, he'd be crying with no tears left.
The Asura Domain was related to the Asura God Position—that was what he valued!
If he was going to inherit a Godhood, he would inherit the strongest one.
Of course, the most important thing was still the Overlord Venom. The deduction and evolution of Overlord Venom, forging the path of Ultimate Poison, was equally crucial.
Dugu Feng threw himself back into diligent cultivation.
Meanwhile, in Spirit City.
Bibi Dong, having absorbed two ninety-thousand-year Soul Rings, had already reached Soul Saint level with her second Martial Soul.
She had finally passed the sixth test and begun the seventh God Test.
"Draw out the divine weapon, gain the recognition of the Rakshasa Demon Scythe!"
Bibi Dong murmured to herself.
Just as she had expected, the seventh test was unimaginably difficult.
The Rakshasa Demon Scythe, like its master the Rakshasa God, was an evil weapon. How could it easily acknowledge an inheritor?
In the process of subduing this divine weapon, one might easily be completely corrupted by it and lose oneself.
But Bibi Dong was determined—she must pass this God Test.
Currently, that hidden Evil Soul Master ranked alongside Qian Xunji in her heart—both were people she wished she could tear to pieces.
Even with her current strength as a ninety-ninth rank Limit Douluo, she still couldn't detect the other party.
She could only wait until she became a god to get her revenge.
Bibi Dong stood up and began walking toward the peak of Pope Mountain.
In the square before the Elders Hall, the Great Enshrinement Qiandao Liu stood with his hands behind his back.
Qiandao Liu appeared remarkably young, resembling a man in his thirties. He wore a simple gray robe, his hair meticulously groomed.
He embodied the image of a standard handsome middle-aged man.
"What brings you to me?" Qiandao Liu asked calmly as he noticed Bibi Dong approaching.
Suddenly, Bibi Dong released her second Martial Soul, displaying seven black Spirit Rings.
"Was it you? The one who stole my 100,000 Year Soul Ring?" Bibi Dong demanded coldly.
Regarding that Evil Soul Master, she had racked her brains but couldn't figure out who it might be.
So she judged by strength—who had the capability to accomplish such a feat.
It seemed only Tang Chen and Qiandao Liu remained as possibilities.
Qiandao Liu showed no surprise. As the Great Enshrinement, he was fully aware of all matters concerning the Spirit Hall.
He was equally informed about the two incidents in Death Canyon.
A golden light flickered in Qiandao Liu's eyes as he spoke impassively, "This continent conceals many hidden talents. I never consider myself the strongest.
How many powerful individuals remain hidden beyond our Spirit Hall?"
"I want to know who he is! I will have my revenge!" Bibi Dong shouted again.
"This is no way to ask for help!"
Qiandao Liu glanced at Bibi Dong, the light in his eyes making her vision waver as she felt pressure.
She stiffened her neck, refusing to yield as she met his gaze.
When Qiandao Liu had made her Pope, her strength hadn't held an overwhelming advantage within the Spirit Hall.
It was merely due to her talent, and because Qiandao Liu knew his son Qian Xunji had wronged her, leaving him with a guilty conscience.
With these reasons, Bibi Dong believed she held significant psychological advantage over Qiandao Liu.
Indeed, her assertive attitude made Qiandao Liu's gaze soften once more.
"Sigh!"
Qiandao Liu stared at the massive angel statue in the square and suddenly let out a heavy sigh.
"You're too close to see clearly. With your power, even I couldn't steal a Spirit Ring from your grasp without leaving traces.
The only possibility is that the opponent, like you, has obtained a god's inheritance and used divine power!"
But where was the inheritor of the Angel God?
Qiandao Liu lamented inwardly with sorrow—despite so many geniuses in the Spirit Hall, none were suitable, leaving him helpless.
Unbeknownst to him, the inheritor of the Angel God was right before his eyes—his granddaughter Qian Renxue.
Hearing Qiandao Liu's words, Bibi Dong was instantly shocked.
"Divine power!"
Her face turned grim, her tone strained.
Bibi Dong was absolutely certain Qiandao Liu was correct.
Having passed six God Tests and being a ninety-ninth rank Titled Douluo, how could anyone steal from her without divine power?
"I understand!"
Bibi Dong declared fiercely, turning without looking back as she headed toward the Pope Palace.
She didn't want to waste any more time.
She must achieve godhood as soon as possible.
This hidden adversary held hostility toward her. If the opponent became a god first,
they would certainly not spare her.
"Judging from his several actions, his strength isn't particularly great.
When seizing Na'er's External Soul Bone, he needed to create chaos to draw away Chrysanthemum Douluo.
After all these years, even with God Tests enhancing Soul Power, his level shouldn't surpass mine.
His only advantage over me lies in the difficulty of his God Tests.
Is his God Test equally challenging?"
Bibi Dong grew somewhat confident as she pondered, but when she thought of her God Test, her confidence wavered again.
What if the other party's God Test was easier to complete? Wouldn't they become a god before her?
Bibi Dong quickly steadied her mind and stepped from the Spirit Hall into a purple space. She was ready to immediately perceive the Rakshasa Demon Scythe.
She must pass the Seventh Test as soon as possible.
(End of Chapter)