"Senior Ghost."
Gu Han approached Ghost Douluo, bowing respectfully before glancing at the figures of Bibi Dong and Yue Guan.
"Which immortal herb did the Senior Sister absorb?"
"It seems to be called Jade Muscle Bone."
"Oh, the Narcissus Jade Muscle Bone. That's a good one."
Gu Han nodded. The Narcissus Jade Muscle Bone was a neutral immortal herb, without special attribute requirements—any soul master could absorb it. Once taken, the Qi flowed freely through the eight extraordinary meridians, greatly boosting cultivation speed.
At this moment, after absorbing her third soul ring, Bibi Dong's soul power surged like a whale spouting water, jumping from level 30 straight to level 35. If she refined the Jade Muscle Bone as well, she might break through directly to the Soul Sect realm.
A nine-year-old Soul Sect—what an astonishing feat.
Bibi Dong slowly opened her eyes, excitement sparkling within them. She looked around, spotted Gu Han and Ghost Douluo, and ran over happily.
"Brother! Senior Ghost! I broke through to level 40!!"
"What!?"
Ghost Douluo was stunned, almost doubting his ears. Too fast! She had just obtained her third soul ring, and in three short days had leapt from level 30 to level 40.
Even knowing this was due to the immortal herb's assistance, the fact remained—this was a nine-year-old Soul Sect. Terrifying talent.
Gu Han's expression softened into a genuine smile.
"Congratulations, Senior Sister. A nine-year-old Soul Sect—future godhood isn't just a dream."
In the original timeline, Bibi Dong would become a god even without such aid. Now, with both the immortal herb and whale-like energy, perhaps she even held the talent of a God King.
…Wait, why did he suddenly think of Tang san's father?
Must be his imagination.
Shaking his head, Gu Han looked at the elf-like girl before him, feeling his heart relax with joy.
"Hmph, what's level 99? I'll become a god! I'll forge my own divine throne like the Angel God!"
Bibi Dong stood with one hand on her hip and the other pointing to the heavens, her heroic spirit burning bright.
"Senior Sister is so domineering." Gu Han gave her a thumbs-up, then teased, "If you really become a god, don't forget about your junior brother."
Bibi Dong waved her hand proudly.
"Don't worry, Brother. When I become a god, I'll pass my divine position to you, so you can be one too!"
"Then I'll take that seriously. But Senior Sister, rest assured—my talent has already been fully compensated, and my martial soul has evolved. I might have my own chance to become a god."
Though touched by her words, Gu Han's pride wouldn't allow him to fall behind. If she had the confidence to create a divine position, how could he be any less ambitious?
Hearing this, Bibi Dong's joy was sincere.
"Great! In that case, let's see who reaches level 99 Title Douluo first!"
Her delicate white hand patted Gu Han's shoulder, a spark of urgency igniting in her heart. She was the senior sister—if her junior surpassed her, where would her dignity be?
It was decided. When she returned, she'd train hard, never laze about again, and definitely not let her junior hit level 99 before her.
"Alright, let's compete and see who reaches Extreme Douluo first!"
Bibi Dong's fighting spirit flared rarely, and Gu Han naturally matched it.
The two spoke boldly, making Ghost Douluo's eyelids twitch.
Did they even hear themselves?
Level 99 was already hard enough—but becoming a god? He'd never dared to think so far. Yet these two looked like they already considered it in their grasp.
Was he too old… or were these two just too young and fearless?
Still, he didn't dampen their confidence. When he was young, he too had aimed for level 99, his cultivation speed among the best of his peers. Back then, it had seemed within reach.
But after joining Spirit Hall and meeting true geniuses from across the continent, that confidence had crumbled. Cultivation beyond level 80 had felt like walking in mud, slowly dulling his youthful arrogance.
A while later, Yue Guan also stirred awake.
"Hahaha! I've done it—I've finally done it! Chrysanthemum ! Chrysanthemum Body is complete! Hahaha!"
Yue Guan laughed madly, even forgetting he'd also just gained four levels.
The Chrysanthemum Body was the culmination of his martial soul's path. Now, at level 88, he could stand against ordinary Title Douluo—and might even defeat some.
Because the immortal herb matched his martial soul perfectly, he had shattered its shackles, gaining the greatest benefits among the four of them.
Ghost Douluo had gained three levels and a slight martial soul evolution.
Yue Guan, however, had perfected his martial soul, gained the Chrysanthemum Body, jumped four levels, and enhanced all his martial attributes.
If before, his Qirong Tongtian Chrysanthemum was weaker than the Seven Killing Sword in raw offense, now it could rival—or even surpass—it.
"Congratulations on Senior Yue Guan's great achievement!"
Bibi Dong raised her little fists playfully, echoing Gu Han's words but with her own teasing twist.
Gu Han rolled his eyes inwardly. She made it sound like Yue Guan was a great demon who had mastered some ultimate evil art… something straight out of a wuxia novel.
Still, he clasped his fists to show respect.
"Hahaha, Xiao Han, Xiao Dongdong—don't be so distant with all this 'Senior' stuff. If you don't mind, just call me Uncle Ju."
Having absorbed the Strange Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum, broken his martial soul's shackles, and perfected the King Kong Body, Yue Guan was in high spirits, his relationship with the siblings much warmer.
"Well, if that's the case," Ghost Douluo added, "you can call me Uncle Ghost from now on."
The siblings exchanged a glance, then cupped their fists together.
"Then we'll be in your care, Uncle Ju, Uncle Ghost."
"Oh, and Uncle Ju—could you stop calling me with those cutesy nicknames? Just call me Dong'er."
Bibi Dong's cheeks reddened. It had been fine when she was a child, but now it gave her goosebumps.
"Haha, alright, alright. Our Dong'er has grown into a fine young lady—no more Xiao Dongdong."
Yue Guan chuckled, nodding in understanding. The girl had grown up, after all.