Chapter 255: Yu Xiaogang and Bibi Dong Become Famous
A month had passed since the All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Academy Tournament. Under the orchestration of Spirit Hall, news of the finals had spread throughout the entire soul master world, from major cities to remote towns.
The soul master community was in an uproar. Countless soul masters lamented not staying in Spirit City a few more days—if they had, they could've witnessed Spirit Hall slay a hundred-thousand-year soul beast and seen up close the legendary, most treasured item of the soul world: the hundred-thousand-year soul ring.
Fifteen years had passed since the battle between Qian Xunji and Tang Hao. Spirit Hall, whose reputation had once waned, soared back to the top. Especially with the revelation that both Spirit Hall's Holy Son and Holy Daughter had obtained hundred-thousand-year soul rings, many soul masters couldn't imagine just how powerful Spirit Hall would become in the next twenty years.
Many soul masters and sects that had been on the fence chose to pledge allegiance to Spirit Hall—including the lower four sects. But without exception, Spirit Hall rejected them all.
Spirit Hall's rejection of so many soul masters and civilian soul master families came as a relief to the Heaven Dou and Star Luo Empires. Spirit Hall was growing too powerful—more than either empire had anticipated.
Among the older generation, ten Title Douluo had already been revealed. Whether there were more in hiding was unknown. The younger generation was also teeming with talent. Nine potential Title Douluo candidates had already emerged, each a peerless genius, and the Pope's children stood head and shoulders above the rest.
Add to that the Platinum Bishops, Red-robed Cardinals, the Temple Knights, and Spirit Hall's soul masters scattered across every major city—its might likely already rivaled that of either empire.
Had Spirit Hall continued to absorb large numbers of civilian soul masters and soul master families, both empires would've become increasingly wary, fearing that Spirit Hall harbored ambitions to conquer the entire continent.
Then came the bombshell—Yu Xiaogang's explosive revelation that the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had falsely claimed Bibi Dong died at the hands of soul beasts, when in truth, she was imprisoned and used to breed heirs for the sect. He accused Ning Fengzhi and Gu Rong of complicity, and claimed that Gu Chen and Ning Rongrong were Bibi Dong's descendants. The soul master world was stunned.
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was plunged into a public relations disaster, bombarded by verbal attacks from all sides. Once, when Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo went out, agents sent by various soul master families—like the lower four sects—questioned them. Ning Fengzhi firmly denied the rumors, but Sword Douluo remained silent.
Everyone knew Sword Douluo was obsessed with swordsmanship, indifferent even to marriage or offspring. He had always been seen as a man of honor. And while such men may not lie, they often choose silence.
The lower four sects seized upon Sword Douluo's silence, intensifying their criticism. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's businesses across the continent took a financial hit, and income dropped dramatically. No matter how strongly they denied the rumors, they were drowned out by public opinion.
Even many within the sect had their doubts—Ning Rongrong did, after all, bear seven-tenths resemblance to Bibi Dong. Once the sect's little princess, Bibi Dong's beauty had enchanted the entire sect. Her grace remained etched in many minds.
Families and sects who lashed out under the banner of justice didn't really care if the rumors were true. The soul master world had always been rife with bloodshed and scandal. No one ever made a fuss over the secret auctions in Heaven Dou or Star Luo's cities, where crimes worse than Bibi Dong's rumors happened regularly.
"Justice" was just a convenient excuse—an easy justification to improve one's image and expand influence.
The soul master world was a finite pie, and over the years, the slices had settled. To claim a bigger piece, you had to take from someone else. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, being second only to the upper three sects, had grown by recruiting talented outsiders. If its reputation were destroyed, who would still join? The civilian soul masters would turn to other sects and families instead.
Meanwhile, in a third-tier city called Xiu Shi, a woman with long violet hair sat in a spacious courtyard. Dressed in a tight-fitting black-violet gauze gown that hugged her curves perfectly, her flawless figure was the envy of sculptors. Her face was hidden behind a black veil, but her bloodshot eyes constantly flickered with pain and hatred.
This was none other than Bibi Dong—battered into minced flesh countless times by Qian Xunji and finally rescued by the Rakshasa God.
Qian Xunji... Qian Xunji... Qian Xunji...
She repeated his name over and over in her mind. In the battle in Star Dou Forest, he had shattered her again and again. Her body was flooded with angelic energy and even divine angelic power. It felt like every organ and bone was submerged in magma, tormenting her endlessly. She could barely exert 30% of her power as a 96th-rank Super Douluo—using too much strength felt like her body would explode.
Fortunately, she had brought enough gold spirit coins from Sea God Island. Here, she bought an estate, hired maids to handle daily affairs, and slowly worked to expel the power Qian Xunji had left in her body.
"Hm? Yu Xiaogang... Bibi Dong... what's going on?"
Her spiritual sense had enveloped the entire mansion. Always on guard for Spirit Hall's spies—especially Qian Xunji—she suddenly heard the maids whispering her name and Yu Xiaogang's. She vanished from her chair.
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