Chapter 47: Investigation from Bibi Dong
*Spirit City, Pope's Palace.*
In the grand and majestic hall, candlelight glowed brightly, resplendent with gold and jade, and an aura of solemn dignity permeated every inch of the air.
At the main seat, a figure sat high on a platform.
It was a woman, dressed in a luxurious purple-gold robe, wearing a nine-curved purple-gold crown, and holding a scepter about two meters long, inlaid with countless gems.
Her posture was noble, her face cold and beautiful, and her pair of purple eyes were like an abyss, making people dare not look directly at her.
It was none other than the current ruler of Spirit Hall, the Supreme Pontiff Bibi Dong, who shook the entire continent.
"What did you say? A 100,000-year Spirit Beast with three heads?" Bibi Dong slowly spoke, her voice as cold as ice, her tone filled with disbelief.
"Yes, Teacher." Hu Liena stood in the hall, respectfully nodding, a trace of shock still lingering in her voice.
Bibi Dong's purple eyes narrowed slightly, but she remained silent.
Just then, Chrysanthemum Douluo, who was standing nearby, quietly took a step forward and said, "Your Holiness, in my opinion, the strength of that Spirit Beast... is definitely more than 100,000 years."
"Its power far surpasses that of the Titan Giant Ape and the Azure Bull Python. But what's strange is that I've reviewed Spirit Hall's Spirit Beast data, and there seems to be no record of such a Spirit Beast."
Hearing this, Bibi Dong snorted coldly, her purple eyes slightly raised, and she said indifferently, "The Star Dou Great Forest is vast and stretches for thousands of miles. There are too many areas that humans have never set foot in. It's perfectly normal for there to be Spirit Beasts that Spirit Hall has not discovered."
At this point, a cold smile appeared on her lips, and a cold glint flashed in her eyes:
"However... this is good news."
"Once I'm free, I can personally lead people into the Star Dou Great Forest to investigate."
"If this Spirit Beast is truly as you say, far stronger than the Titan Giant Ape and the Azure Bull Python..."
"Then hunting it down and using it as a spirit ring for my second Spirit would be perfect."
Hu Liena pondered for a moment, then took a step forward and spoke again:
"Teacher, there's one more thing I must report."
"On this trip, besides encountering that three-headed Spirit Beast, we also met a Spirit Master whose Spirit was Blue Silver Grass. If he hadn't remained calm in the face of danger at the critical moment and directed us in time, I and the others probably wouldn't have been able to break out of the Spirit Beasts' encirclement."
At this point, Hu Liena's tone became a bit more puzzled and serious:
"Blue Silver Grass, a Spirit considered useless, yet he was able to Cultivate it to that extent, which is truly rare. He could control Blue Silver Grass to instantly heal our injuries, and his recovery ability was far stronger than Xu Yu's, definitely not an ordinary support-type Spirit Master."
"Judging by his spirit power fluctuations... his strength should be around level thirty."
"Teacher, a Genius Spirit Master with both talent and ability like him, if he can be used by our Spirit Hall, he will definitely be a great help in your unification of the entire continent."
As Hu Liena's words fell, a silence descended upon the hall.
Bibi Dong frowned slightly, slowly rose, and lightly tapped the ground twice with her scepter, producing a echoing thud. Her purple eyes gazed forward, and she murmured, "Blue Silver Grass Spirit?"
"Blue Silver Grass..."
She seemed to have thought of something, a complex emotion flashing through her eyes, but then it immediately returned to its usual coldness and majesty, and she said no more.
Immediately after, Bibi Dong turned to look at Ghost Douluo beside her, and said sternly:
"Gui Mei."
"Your subordinate is here." Ghost Douluo respectfully stepped forward, kneeling on one knee.
Bibi Dong's voice was cold, with an undeniable tone:
"You will immediately investigate all Spirit Masters in the past fifteen years across the continent who have awakened Blue Silver Grass as their Spirit and possess Innate spirit power."
"Especially those whose Cultivation speed has noticeably accelerated abnormally in recent years."
"No matter where he is, or what his family background is... I want all their information."
"Yes, Your Holiness." Ghost Douluo bowed his head.
After speaking, his figure flickered, and he silently disappeared from the center of the hall, as if he had never existed.
Bibi Dong still stood there, gazing into the empty depths of the hall, her purple eyes deep, and she muttered to herself, "Blue Silver Grass... Blue Silver Grass... Could it be?"
...
*Heaven Dou City, Crown Prince's Mansion.*
At noon, sunlight filtered through the garden's leaves, casting patches of light on the bluestone path and the blooming flowerbeds.
Deep within the garden, a golden-haired Young Lord was holding a silver pot, quietly watering a blooming purple orchid.
He was none other than the current Crown Prince of the Heaven Dou Empire—Xue Qinghe.
Or rather, she was Qian Renxue, disguised as the Crown Prince.
And just as the teapot in her hand slowly tilted, a shadow silently appeared behind her.
"Swish—"
"Young Lord!"
The black-robed figure followed like a shadow, quietly kneeling on one knee, respectfully saluting.
"What is it?"
Qian Renxue seemed to have already noticed, her eyelids lowered, her tone indifferent.
The black-robed figure bowed his head and reported, his voice low:
"Reporting, Young Lord, the person you were waiting for has arrived at Heaven Dou Royal Academy."
"Your subordinate has ordered people to secretly follow and observe. News just came that as soon as he arrived at the Academy, he gave Xue Beng a good beating, causing some trouble."
Hearing this, Qian Renxue's watering motion paused slightly, a playful glint flashed in her eyes, and the corners of her mouth gently curved upwards as she smiled coldly and said:
"Xue Beng?"
"Heh heh, if that good-for-nothing hadn't always hidden behind Prince Xue Xing and had Dugu Bo, that old fellow, protecting him, I would have sent him to meet his two brothers long ago."
The black-robed man said nothing, his eyes lowered, waiting for the next command.
A moment later, Qian Renxue calmly withdrew her gaze and said softly:
"Go tell Uncle She Long to secretly look after my savior."
After speaking, she continued to lower her eyes, gently raised the silver pot, and poured the last drop of clear water onto the adjacent flower. The petals trembled, and crystal clear water droplets refracted a soft light in the sun.
"Yes." The black-robed man responded with a bow upon hearing this.
As his voice fell, his figure suddenly trembled, as if swallowed by the night, and he instantly vanished from his spot, as if he had never existed.
Qian Renxue still stood there, gazing at the purple orchid she had just watered. A gentle breeze brushed by, the flower leaves trembled slightly, splashing a few drops of water.
She slowly straightened her body, a faint smile on her lips, and murmured to herself:
"It's been years, you fellow, you've finally come to Heaven Dou City."
...
*Heaven Dou Royal Academy.*
At this moment, outside the Academy's teaching committee office, Sun Buyu pushed open the door and stepped out, looking calmly at Tang Chuan, who was waiting at the door, and said:
"I have already reported your matter to the three teaching committee members. They told me to take you directly to the leader of the Royal Fight Team, so he can assess you and then decide whether you stay or leave."
"If they have time, they will also come personally to supervise the assessment later."
At this point, Sun Buyu paused slightly, looking at Tang Chuan.
"Good." Tang Chuan nodded.
But then, he changed the subject, a hint of profound meaning in his expression, and said:
"However... before we go, I have a request."
"Oh?" Sun Buyu frowned slightly, asking somewhat puzzled, "What request?"
Tang Chuan's gaze was calm, and he said indifferently, "I've had a brief encounter with members of the Royal Fight Team."
"You just said that the three teaching committee members might come to supervise the assessment, so I'd like to wear a mask to temporarily hide my identity. This way, they won't recognize me right away, making it seem like they're deliberately going easy."
"That way, when I join the Royal Fight Team, there won't be any room for criticism."
"Oh? You've met people from the Royal Fight Team?" Hearing this, Sun Buyu was slightly startled, then his expression shifted, and he looked at Tang Chuan with a half-smile, saying:
"That's good too, after all, you didn't get in by directly passing the Academy's assessment. If people knew that you and the Royal Fight Team members already knew each other, it's inevitable that some would gossip behind your back."
"In that case, no one would dare to say anything about Your Highness behind your back."
Tang Chuan nodded, saying nothing more, and with a flick of his hand, he took out a black, gold-patterned, palm-sized ghost mask from his portable Soul Tool.
Then he slowly put the mask on his face.
With a soft click, the mask fit his face, instantly merging with Tang Chuan's aura, and his entire presence subtly changed at that moment.
The originally handsome and clear-cut Young Lord became mysterious in the blink of an eye.
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