Chapter 498.
Thinking about this, Wang Feng sighed inwardly. He was still far from reaching the level of these top figures. Even with his full strength unleashed, he could barely manage to battle against a Rank 98 Titled Douluo to a standstill. As for an existence like Bibi Dong, who had already completed eight divine trials, there was absolutely no hope of confronting her.
Wang Feng estimated that Qian Daoliu had likely undergone seven divine trials of Angel God himself... or maybe even more.
"The Grand Worship is being too modest," Bibi Dong said flatly. "Even if you can't defeat her, you should at least be able to contain her."
Upon hearing this, Qian Daoliu's gaze sharpened, and he gave Bibi Dong a long, meaningful look.
Wang Feng's heart skipped a beat. 'Would Bibi Dong really be reckless enough to launch a direct attack on Sea God Island? It didn't make any sense. Unless... unless it was about securing a divine position.'
He realized that after passing the eighth trial, Bibi Dong was starting to change, gradually losing her former restraint.
"You're worried that among those seven, some might actually succeed in obtaining the inheritance of the Sea God, aren't you?" Qian Daoliu spoke slowly, reading her intentions clearly.
"Impossible. I know those seven very well. That one named Tang San might have a slight chance. But if we send people to interfere with them, their chances will vanish entirely."
The matter of divine inheritances stirred a ripple of emotion in Qian Renxue's heart.
She had long known about the significance of divine inheritances — Qian Daoliu himself had once spoken to her about them.
'Sea God Island... the god of the sea...'
"What about Wang Feng?" Bibi Dong looked off into the distance, her tone cold.
"Five years ago, I thought we could kill him. But for some reason, you let him go..."
"The Seven Shrek Monsters will definitely head to Sea God Island. And Wang Feng will certainly go with them. Perhaps he'll even guess that I will send people from the Spirit Hall to intercept them. After all, Yu Xiaogang wouldn't hide the fact that he and I both know about Sea God Island."
Wang Feng, standing quietly to the side, silently thought: 'There's no need to guess. I already know.'
"And once he goes..." Bibi Dong continued, her brows furrowing slightly,
"You should be well aware of this man's capabilities."
"His dark-variant angel martial soul... you know better than I how terrifying its power is. With him standing guard, it will be incredibly difficult for the White Pontiff forces to succeed."
"So—"
"So what?" Qian Daoliu asked, narrowing his eyes.
"So—"
A chilling light flickered in Bibi Dong's eyes. "I plan for the two of us to personally go to Sea God Island three years from now."
"The assessments of Sea God Island cannot possibly be completed in a short time.
It will take at least ten years to fully pass the trials."
By that time, the Spirit Alliance would have fully stabilized the continent. Only a few scattered remnants would remain to resist, no real threat to Bibi Dong's rule.
Thus, she would be free to personally take action at Sea God Island.
Wang Feng fell silent. This was extremely dangerous.
Cold sweat broke out across his back.
He finally understood — Bibi Dong's plan was far more terrifying and meticulous than he had imagined.
No wonder she said Qian Daoliu could at least "contain" Bo Saixi. With Bibi Dong's current strength, having completed the eighth trial, and now only needing two 100,000 year soul ring plus the Rakshasa God's final inheritance, her power was already immense.
If Qian Daoliu could restrain Bo Saixi, then with Bibi Dong and the other Titled Douluo, they could easily wipe out the Seven Shrek Monsters.
Wang Feng realized —
Bibi Dong must have completed her eighth trial far earlier than she had in the original timeline.
Otherwise, she wouldn't be daring to make such a bold move!
In the original history, Bibi Dong failed to secure the divine inheritance because of external interruptions and delays. But now...
"A complete sweep?" Qian Daoliu was momentarily stunned, feeling that Bibi Dong's plan was almost insane.
"Although Wang Feng is clever," Bibi Dong said calmly, "he might guess that I will send forces to interfere."
"But he will never imagine that you and I would personally go."
"It's precisely because of this that he will go! Otherwise, it'll be even harder to trap him."
Wang Feng silently shivered. Indeed, he never imagined it. If he hadn't returned to Soul Hall to uncover these discussions, he would have directly accompanied Tang San and the others to Sea God Island, completely unaware that such a deadly trap was being laid.
This...
This was Bibi Dong's true plan.
Even Qian Renxue at the side was shocked, feeling both admiration for such ruthless strategy and a deep worry.
"Alright," Qian Daoliu finally nodded after a long silence. "I originally wanted to go capture that brat Wang Feng immediately. But since you have such a thorough plan, we'll proceed according to it."
Bibi Dong nodded slightly, satisfied.
At this moment, Qian Daoliu's willingness to cooperate was precisely what made Wang Feng so afraid. The two most terrifying people on the continent were preparing to move together.
Wang Feng's scalp went numb. This journey to Sea God Island... would be far more dangerous than he had ever anticipated.
Just then, Qian Renxue suddenly spoke up:
"I want to go to Sea God Island as well."
The words dropped like a thunderclap.
Both Bibi Dong and Qian Daoliu turned to look at her, stunned.
Qian Daoliu immediately frowned.
"Xiaoxue, you can't go. You should focus on cultivating in peace.
There's no need for you to get involved in this."
"Why not?" Qian Renxue's voice was calm, unyielding. "Walking alongside the White Pontiff would be great practice for me. It's also an excellent opportunity for real combat experience."
"No!" Qian Daoliu's voice was firm as he shot a cold look toward Wang Feng, standing nearby.
The expression on his face was like that of a farmer glaring suspiciously at a wild boar that was eyeing his prize cabbage.
Wang Feng: "..."
He could tell that Qian Daoliu had definitely misunderstood the situation.
After all, several Titled Douluos once thought that the White Pontiff had a very close relationship with Qian Renxue.
"You can't go," Bibi Dong suddenly said.
Hearing this, Qian Daoliu looked at Bibi Dong in slight surprise.
In his impression, Bibi Dong deeply resented her own daughter, Qian Renxue.
Otherwise, when Qian Renxue was still a child, she wouldn't have sacrificed twenty years of her life to make her an undercover agent—a decision Qian Daoliu had agreed to, but never truly supported.
Moreover, he had always felt that Bibi Dong was not only afraid of him but also somewhat fearful of Qian Renxue herself. Because she knew that Qian Renxue had the qualifications to inherit the position of Angel God.
Thus, Qian Daoliu thought Bibi Dong would have agreed to let Qian Renxue go—allowing her to waste time and miss the opportunity to inherit the divine seat.
Qian Renxue sneered at Bibi Dong and said coldly, "Do you think I will listen to you?"
But Bibi Dong didn't get angry. She remained calm, merely giving Qian Renxue a light glance.
That one glance stunned Qian Renxue. If it had been before, such words would have made Bibi Dong furious. But now—there was no reaction at all?
"In three years," Bibi Dong said calmly, "if you become stronger, you can go with us. Otherwise, you won't be able to leave the Supreme Pontiff Palace."
Her tone was calm but carried an unshakable authority.
Qian Renxue clenched her fists, snorted coldly, and turned her gaze toward Wang Feng.
"Lord White Pontiff, what do you think?"
According to Qian Renxue's instincts, if the White Pontiff spoke up, maybe she could still go.
Swish!
Qian Daoliu's eyes sharpened, glaring coldly at Wang Feng. Even Bibi Dong looked at him quietly.
Wang Feng: "..."
After thinking for a moment, Wang Feng answered lightly:
"You don't need to go."
'Are you kidding me?' Bringing Qian Renxue along? She would just be a ticking time bomb! Where would he even find time to protect her? At this rate, it would already be a miracle to reach Sea God Island safely.
Qian Renxue didn't look surprised.
"Forget it, then," she said coldly.
Without another word, she turned and left the conference hall.
Of course, she knew—
The real White Pontiff would never allow her to go. Because he must have already guessed her true purpose for wanting to join. She was eighty percent certain he understood she would end up interfering with their plans if she went.
How could he possibly allow it?
Seeing her leave, Qian Daoliu's expression softened slightly. He even glanced at the White Pontiff with some approval.
Interesting.
Bibi Dong also nodded lightly. If Qian Renxue had gone, there would have been too many unpredictable variables. Keeping her away was safer.
"Go and talk to her," Bibi Dong said calmly, "You can also try to persuade her."
She said this to Wang Feng.
Wang Feng nodded slightly and walked out.
Only Bibi Dong and Qian Daoliu remained in the conference hall.
"You've changed a lot," Qian Daoliu finally said after a moment, hands behind his back, a hint of confusion in his voice.
With his deep understanding of Bibi Dong, perhaps others couldn't sense it, but he could. Because he knew what had happened all those years ago.
"It's because I let go," Bibi Dong replied calmly. "When you let go, the road ahead becomes wider."
Her face showed no emotion.
"You, on the other hand, must be careful not to narrow your own path."
Qian Daoliu waved his sleeve and snorted coldly.
"Who do you think I, Qian Daoliu, am? Things you can let go of—do you think I can't? If I couldn't, would you have survived in this position for so long?"
A flash of emotion passed through Bibi Dong's eyes. She understood now—Qian Daoliu had long known that she had killed his son. But thinking about it, it made sense.
For someone like Qian Daoliu, to have reached his level of power, talent alone wasn't enough. His experiences shaped him. At many points, he hadn't acted as a father, but as the protector of the Soul Hall, as the guardian and Grand Worshipper of the Angel God.
Naturally, his decisions were far more complex and cold-blooded than most could understand.
"Is it because of the White Pontiff?" Qian Daoliu asked slowly. "Ever since the White Pontiff appeared, the Soul Hall has undergone many changes, and even you have changed. Have you really let go of those things? I can sense that your hatred toward Xiaoxue has diminished quite a bit."
"It's not because of him. It's because of me," Bibi Dong shook her head and said calmly.
"Of course, he had some influence. I won't hide it from you. You can probably feel it—I have passed the eighth trial..."
Qian Daoliu's expression became serious.
As expected.
Passing the eighth trial meant she had already stepped halfway into the realm of gods, basically a demi-god!
"If it weren't for his help..." Bibi Dong smiled faintly. "I might have already lost my chance to inherit godhood. Maybe you wouldn't be speaking to me in this tone right now."
Qian Daoliu couldn't deny it. If Bibi Dong had truly lost her chance to inherit a god's position, he would have acted without hesitation—letting Qian Renxue take over the Soul Hall and helping her inherit the god's seat, while firmly regaining control over the Hall.
"This person is truly... a noble figure," Qian Daoliu muttered. "Perhaps... he could even help Xiaoxue with her inheritance."
As soon as this thought crossed his mind, Qian Daoliu could barely contain the excitement in his heart. If the White Pontiff could help Bibi Dong let go of her inner demons and pass the eighth trial, couldn't he also help Xiaoxue?
'And that Wang Feng... his Martial Soul is extremely special... It might have a huge influence on the inheritance of the gods.'
This was the real reason why Qian Daoliu had wanted to capture Wang Feng for research.
——
Meanwhile, outside the hall, Wang Feng had just stepped out—and saw Qian Renxue standing there, as if she had been waiting for him.
"You want to stop me?" Qian Renxue said coldly, staring at the White Pontiff.
"Do you think you can stop me?"
She had already made up her mind to leave, no matter what.
"I can't stop you. But the White Pontiff can." Wang Feng said calmly, "Even if you went to Sea God Island, it would be meaningless. You wouldn't be able to help anyone—you're too weak."
Hearing this, Qian Renxue clenched her fists tightly, glaring at him.
"What can you do with your strength?" Wang Feng shook his head and continued:
"I followed you and Wang Feng all the way before—even six Titled Douluo couldn't detect my presence. If I hadn't known your situation beforehand, do you really think you and Wang Feng could have gotten far?"
"If I really wanted to kill Wang Feng easily, could you have stopped me?"
"Someone as weak as you— Even if I let you use both your hands and feet freely, you still wouldn't last ten moves against me."
"So tell me—what could you possibly achieve by going to Sea God Island?"
His ruthless words made Qian Renxue's face turn pale, then flush red in anger.
But she couldn't refute him.
She had personally witnessed the White Pontiff's strength. Even Wang Feng had been beaten to the point of coughing up blood and barely managed to escape.
"I advise you—train hard." Wang Feng said, his voice deep.
Without a word, Qian Renxue turned and left. But in her heart, she made a firm decision: Within the next three years, she would absorb all six of the Angel God Soul Bones, and three years later, she would go to Sea God Island—and defeat the White Pontiff!
Watching her leave, Wang Feng could only shake his head.
Wouldn't it be better to just train properly and become a god? Why insist on going to Sea God Island? To play mahjong there?
He didn't bother worrying about her anymore. After what he said today, Qian Renxue should no longer try to force her way to Sea God Island.
——
A few days later, Wang Feng set off on the journey to Sea God Island, bringing Hu Liena and the other two with him.
The Soul Hall had once sent people to Sea God Island, so they had some idea of the route. But that information was extremely outdated, and the surviving records were incomplete.
In fact, the previous Supreme Pontiff, furious after suffering a humiliating defeat at Sea God Island, had personally destroyed the map and forbidden anyone in the Soul Hall from even mentioning Sea God Island again. As a result, the island became a major taboo within Soul Hall.
Without a clear map, they could only find their way forward themselves.
Fortunately, Sea God Island was well-known. As long as they reached the major coastal cities, they could always gather clues about it.
Before setting off, the Soul Hall had made full preparations for Hu Liena and the others.
Starting with the basics—diving.
In places like the ocean, unless a Soul Master could fly, even moving in the water was a serious problem, let alone fighting.
The Soul Hall had a lot of experience in such matters and had prepared thoroughly.
Hu Liena and the others—not to mention diving—couldn't even swim before.
Forget about fighting underwater.
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