When the violent winds finally subsided, Ye Tian fully opened his eyes, gazing with surprise and uncertainty at Bi Bi Dong beside him. His eyes held astonishment—had she already broken through to the ninetieth level?
Whoosh—
The pill fragrance that had been blown to the corner of the wall began to gather around Ye Tian once more.
Bi Bi Dong also turned her head to look at him, smiling through the darkness as she asked, "What? Aren't you happy that I've broken through?"
"Of course not," Ye Tian shook his head, then promptly congratulated her, "Congratulations, Teacher, on soon becoming the youngest Titled Douluo powerhouse on the continent."
"Heh, then I congratulate you too," Bi Bi Dong chuckled lightly. She had no interest in being the so-called youngest Titled Douluo. She gave Ye Tian a meaningful glance. "Congratulations on getting closer and closer to the position of Spirit Hall Saint Child."
Her words carried immense killing intent.
Now, she finally had the strength to do something about her revenge!
All she needed was an opportunity, and the killing intent that had been seething in the shadows for years would detonate without hesitation.
"..." Ye Tian's expression shifted slightly as he looked into Bi Bi Dong's crazed eyes. He nodded calmly and said, "Then this disciple wishes you a swift victory."
"Just wait and see," Bi Bi Dong sneered, turning her face away and closing her eyes to immerse herself in cultivation, consolidating her newly broken-through cultivation.
Ye Tian sat cross-legged beside Bi Bi Dong, his obsidian-like eyes gazing out the window at the sky on the verge of dawn.
He knew that the time left for Qian Xunji was indeed running short!
Who would have thought that three veteran Titled Douluos would actually lose when going after the newly advanced Tang Hao? It really seemed like heaven was dooming Qian Xunji.
Perhaps this wasn't the will of heaven at all, but the individual will of some other entity?
Ye Tian lifted his gaze to look at the dimness above. He didn't know whether such popular speculation was true or false.
But Qian Xunji's battle record was truly absurd—his Martial Soul wasn't inferior, his cultivation wasn't inferior, his numbers weren't inferior, yet he nearly lost his life anyway. In the end, Bi Bi Dong managed to steal his home...
Such an outrageous battle record made Ye Tian unable to help but lean toward conspiracy theories.
They had to be on guard!
There were just too many coincidences—A Yin happened to reach maturity just as she was about to give birth, Tang Hao happened to break through to the ninetieth level at that time, and A Yin's identity happened to be exposed just when he hadn't attached a Spirit Ring yet.
Everything happened to align perfectly.
—
Whoosh—!
Just as Bi Bi Dong broke through to the ninetieth level, in some unknown village...
A dark shadow cut through the dim night, soaring through the air.
Inside a wooden house with lit lamps, a burly man sitting cross-legged on the ground suddenly opened his eyes and looked out the window. His thick eyebrows and large eyes held a strange expression.
"Hao, what's wrong?" On the straw-covered bed, a beautiful woman with a swollen belly slightly raised herself. Her deep blue eyes were already overflowing with maternal love as she looked concernedly at the man sitting on the floor.
"Nothing, A Yin. Probably just the homeowner's cat," Tang Hao shook his head, turning to look at the beautiful woman. "A Yin, you should rest early. Don't worry about the clan matters for now. One day, I'll make them accept you..."
"I don't care about those things. I just worry about making things difficult for you."
A Yin shook her head; she didn't need anyone else's approval.
Her beautiful eyes remained fixed on Tang Hao.
"Hao, if you can't return to the clan, what will you do about your ninth Spirit Ring? Hunt for it alone?"
"It's fine. We can wait a little longer."
Tang Hao smiled carefreely, stood up, and walked to the bedside to pour a cup of hot water.
"Right now, the most important thing is to protect the child."
"Mm."
A Yin nodded gently, lowering her gaze and stroking her swollen belly.
Tang Hao handed her the cup of water, his thick brows and bright eyes turning once more toward the window, filled with anticipation.
Once he became a true Titled Douluo…
Surely the clan would be proud of him, wouldn't they?
Forty-four years old—the youngest Titled Douluo in the world!
Whoosh—!
Mei Bensi let the cold wind whip against his face.
Beneath his feet were eight Spirit Rings: two yellow, two purple, and four black.
The wings on his back flapped incessantly as he poured all his strength into speeding toward the Spirit Hall.
His black night attire tore into shreds, revealing the fiery red ceremonial robe of a Spirit Hall bishop beneath.
Only when he had completely left the village behind did he let out a hearty laugh.
"Haha… haha!"
"I've done it! I'm finally going to make a contribution!"
Overwhelmed with excitement, Mei Bensi flew erratically through the air like a headless fly.
As the head of the Spirit Hall's intelligence operations,
he had endured criticism for so many years!
Now, at last, he would have his moment of triumph!
It had been worth traveling all this way to Tang Hao's side to personally investigate his wife's origins.
"I never imagined it, truly never imagined!"
Mei Bensi spread his arms wide as if reclining on soft clouds,
his face even showing a drunken delight.
A greedy, cruel smile curled at the corners of his mouth.
"To think the wife of the Heaven Dou Sect's heir would be a hundred-thousand-year Spirit Beast! And she's already reached the mature stage. If she weren't pregnant, I might never have seen through it."
Yes!
This was the information Mei Bensi had uncovered—
or rather, the fact he had personally verified again and again!
"Haha… Fortune has finally turned in my favor!"
Mei Bensi felt a surge of relief.
According to reason, after a hundred-thousand-year Spirit Beast takes human form, it goes through three stages.
Before level sixty, it's called the infancy stage.
During this period, those above level eighty can see through its true identity—though Soul Douluo would need to observe very carefully.
After reaching level sixty and above, it enters the mature stage.
Once a hundred-thousand-year Spirit Beast reaches this stage, neither Soul Douluo nor Titled Douluo can normally discern its true identity.
The third stage,
when its cultivation surpasses level ninety,
is called the deification stage—the path to breaking through level one hundred and achieving immortality!
Coincidentally…
that hundred-thousand-year transformed Spirit Beast had just entered the mature stage and was about to give birth.
It was this unique situation
that allowed Mei Bensi to see through A Yin's true form!
"Wait… Could it be that Tang Hao never noticed?"
Mei Bensi suddenly paused, a strange expression crossing his face.
Logically speaking…
when those two brothers were caught up in that love triangle, they were already Soul Douluo, weren't they?
And the woman hadn't yet reached the mature stage back then.
Did they really not realize she was a Spirit Beast? Or were they so depraved that they craved even a Spirit Beast's body?
Otherwise, how could they have married her?!
"No matter what, I must report this to His Majesty as soon as possible!"
Unable to make sense of it, Mei Bensi simply gave up trying.
After all…
This intelligence on a hundred-thousand-year Spirit Beast alone would allow him to live comfortably for years!
Let's see if His Holiness the Pope would still say he's incompetent!
"Seventh Soul Skill—White Falcon True Form!"
As the words fell, Mei Bensi immediately activated his Martial Soul True Form, entering an extreme emergency mode!
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