Chapter 157: The Little Cotton-Padded Jacket Starts Leaking

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Li Luochen was in deep trouble.

"I'll go drag that brat over here. Young Master, you can decide how to deal with him—Third Grandpa will help you vent your anger!"

Qing Luan Douluo, known for his calmness, wisdom, and agility as a top-tier powerhouse, now had eyes blazing with fire, as if his inner universe had exploded.

"No need, no need, Third Grandpa. I'll call him over later. Though he's fickle, he keeps his promises and doesn't gamble on things he can't achieve. Moreover, across the entire continent, only he is worthy of me."

Qian Renxue shook her head, refusing. Beating Li Luochen wasn't an option—at least, not unless she did it herself. She had already decided: if Li Luochen's first reaction upon arriving wasn't to make her happy, she would ignore him!

Qing Luan Douluo could only relent. Their little cotton-padded coat seemed to be leaking air. Who knew what the Grand Elder would do if he found out?

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Meanwhile, 

Spirit Hall, Offering Hall 

Seated beneath the statue of the Angel God, Qian Daoliu suddenly felt as though he had lost something important. This feeling was faint yet persistent, making him extremely uncomfortable—it was worse than being defeated by Tang Chen.

Qian Daoliu couldn't understand why this was happening. The sensation was mysterious, similar to how he felt when he failed to catch up with Bo Saixi.

"Alas, I'm getting old—my senses are dulling. I wonder when Xiao Xue will come back to visit these old bones of mine."

Qian Daoliu sighed deeply.

At the moment, only Qian Daoliu and Golden Crocodile Douluo were present in the Offering Hall. Lion Douluo had gone into seclusion to break through, Guang Ling Douluo had gone out to play, and the Qian Jun, Jiang Mo Brothers had disappeared somewhere to spar. Only this old man remained to listen to Qian Daoliu's self-indulgent musings.

Golden Crocodile Douluo: …... Are you telling me about being old? Looking thirty-something is considered old? If that's the case, I might as well be buried already! Extreme Douluos can live for nearly a thousand years, and you're a godly existence with an incredibly long lifespan!

I'm nearly two hundred, and my body is still in great shape—I've got centuries left to live. And you're talking to me about being old? Damn, I'm so angry.

Golden Crocodile Douluo's inner monologue was filled with complaints, but they remained unspoken. Lately, he'd been passing the time reading books written by a famous author (the eldest son of the Li family). The content transported him back to the glorious days of his youth.

He felt his cooled heart reigniting, and the bottleneck at level ninety-nine seemed slightly looser. Golden Crocodile Douluo reflected that fortunes change every thirty years—don't look down on the elderly just because they're poor (though he certainly wasn't). 

He believed he couldn't afford not to break through to become an Extreme Douluo. In the Spirit Hall's historical records, there were cases of Extreme Douluos breaking through in their late two hundreds or early three hundreds. He, Golden Crocodile Douluo, was not yet two hundred—he was still young.

He, Golden Crocodile Douluo, was no weaker than anyone else!

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On the other hand, in the core zone of the Great Star Forest

"Finally, I've dealt with these three beasts. Their strength was truly formidable—they were perfect for becoming my soul rings. This Scythe of Rakshasa is indeed powerful. Divine power… how desirable."

The speaker was none other than Bibi Dong, the Pope of the Spirit Hall. She had already completed five trials of the Rakshasa God's test. To expedite her ascension to godhood, the Rakshasa God went to great lengths to allow Bibi Dong temporary control of the divine artifact.

Only during the seventh trial could she fully unleash most of the artifact's power.

The three Thousand-Jun Ant Emperors were riddled with wounds, one of them even severed into multiple pieces. Black-red soul rings floated above their bodies, marking the demise of these three powerful soul beasts.

Suddenly, Bibi Dong felt an unsettling sensation, as if something important had been stolen from her.

"This feeling… could it be Xiao Xue? Did that brat succeed with Xiao Xue? No, after absorbing the soul rings, I must go and ask."

A woman's sixth sense is often accurate, and Bibi Dong had already guessed the correct answer.

For now, Bibi Dong set aside these thoughts. She decided to absorb all three soul rings at once. According to that brat's words, absorbing three soul rings simultaneously would yield a surprise. What kind of surprise? Bibi Dong was eager to find out—she loved surprises.

Once she made up her mind, Bibi Dong acted decisively. Aside from her emotional issues, she was resolute in everything else she did.

Bibi Dong directly pulled the three soul rings of the Thousand-Jun Ant Emperors toward her. Her second martial soul now bore six soul rings—five black and one red. The sixth soul ring belonged to Xiao Wu's mother, Ah Rou.

Absorbing three soul rings at once was akin to courting death. Absorbing a single soul ring required resisting the energy surge and soul shock of the soul beast. Absorbing three meant enduring the pressure of three soul beasts simultaneously.

However, Bibi Dong was confident in her ability to absorb them. Her spirit power had reached level ninety-eight, and her spiritual power had surged after coming to terms with her past and facing the future with clarity. Her "Dao Heart" was now unclouded.

In terms of the spiritual power concepts of later generations, Bi bi Dong's spiritual power had reached the peak of the Spirit Domain Realm, capable of projecting her memories—a mere half-step away from Divine Origin Relm. This could also be called the semi-Divine Origin Realm.

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Several days later, in the Great Star Forest

"Ahahahahaha! Is this the surprise that brat mentioned? I like it! I'll forgive your previous disrespect."

At this moment, Bibi Dong's soul rings appeared: five black and four red. With such a terrifying configuration, combined with her first martial soul, the Death Spider Emperor, Bibi Dong now possessed five hundred-thousand-year soul rings.

After absorbing the soul rings, her spirit power not only rose to level ninety-nine, but upon regaining consciousness and seeing her soul ring configuration, she was astonished. Then she understood: the three Thousand-Jun Ant Emperors were of the same species, like conjoined twins devouring weaker soul beasts in the Great Star Forest.

When the three Thousand-Jun Ant Emperors were killed, absorbing their soul rings caused a resonance. The resonance elevated the years of the three soul rings, transforming them into genuine hundred-thousand-year levels.

However, Bibi Dong examined her new soul skills. The eighth and ninth soul skills each consisted of a single ability. The eighth soul skill, Thousand-Jun Barrier, was an exceptionally strong defensive skill. While Bi Bi Dong already possessed an invincible survival skill, Undying Body, she lacked a defensive skill.

This Thousand-Jun Barrier perfectly addressed that need, and its spirit power consumption was far less than Undying Body.

The ninth soul skill, Thousand-Jun Soul Devouring Slash! Following her sixth soul skill, Spatial Rift Abyss Slash, this was another powerful ability, usable for both ranged and close combat. Moreover, this skill ignored physical and spirit defenses—true damage, bypassing all defensive abilities below the godly level.

Bibi Dong was extremely satisfied with these two soul skills. Quality over quantity was her philosophy. As a dual martial soul user, she didn't lack soul skills—what she needed were divine-level techniques. Now, Bibi Dong was confident that her strength surpassed Qian Daoliu's.

Even if Tang Chen were to return from the dead, she, Bibi Dong, could kill him. (She didn't know Tang Chen was still alive and assumed he was dead.)

"Ahahahahaha! (Evil Witch laugh!) The entire continent will belong to the Spirit Hall! All who resist will die! The unification of the Douluo Continent under the Spirit Hall is unstoppable!"

After finishing her bout of madness, Bibi Dong checked whether the Thousand-Jun Ant Emperors had dropped any soul bones. Although she had obtained three hundred-thousand-year soul rings, the soul beasts were still over ninety-thousand years old, so she wasn't sure if they would drop soul bones.

Soon after, Bibi Dong discovered a soul bone on the first Thousand-Jun Ant Emperor. Overjoyed, she continued searching and found that all three Thousand-Jun Ant Emperors had dropped soul bones.

However, these soul bones hadn't evolved—they were still at the ninety-thousand-year level and hadn't reached hundred-thousand years. Among them were a torso bone, a left leg bone, and a right arm bone.

Given that Bibi Dong's attack methods primarily relied on poison and true damage, her attacks on the soul beasts were akin to torture. The three Thousand-Jun Ant Emperors harbored immense resentment, and their high age ensured they would drop soul bones.

Bibi Dong was delighted—her luck with soul bone drop rates had always been good. When she broke through to Title Douluo, the hundred-thousand-year Death Spider Emperor she hunted dropped both left and right arm bones, allowing her to leap directly to level ninety-four and save significant cultivation time.

Moreover, when she absorbed her sixth soul ring, she obtained her own external soul bone, the Six-Winged Purple Light Wings. According to the Spirit Hall's records, external soul bones hadn't appeared in hundreds of years.

Bibi Dong's luck had always been exceptional—her life had been smooth sailing, except for her misjudgments in men. Such a pity.

"Hmm, I'll give the torso bone and left leg bone to Nana. Nana is currently at level forty-nine. That brat's theory is still somewhat useful—Nana's fourth soul ring absorbed a nine-thousand-year limit-breaking soul ring, allowing her to surpass Xie Yue and Yan. These two soul bones will be my gift as her teacher."

After taking the three soul bones, Bi Bi Dong left. Not long after, some soul beasts emerged and devoured the corpses of the three Thousand-Jun Ant Emperors. In the world of soul beasts, it was truly a case of survival of the fittest.

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