Chapter 118: Bibi Dong's Guidance
Flender retrieved several sets of clothing from his soul tool and used them to cover the three boys. Then he fed them Shao Xin's restorative beans.
As expected from a Food-type Soul Saint, the beans took effect quickly, and Dai Mubai regained consciousness.
"Dean…"
The ever-proud, always-composed Dai Mubai actually broke into tears—tears of utter humiliation.
Flender's heart tightened. He immediately understood—something serious had happened. Dai Mubai must have suffered an immense grievance.
"Mubai, don't cry. Tell me slowly. Your teacher will stand up for you." Flender comforted him.
Dai Mubai recounted everything that had taken place. He knew the severity of the situation, so except for the humiliating parts—which he could not bring himself to speak—he hid nothing else.
When Flender heard him describe the pagoda martial soul and the familiar incantation, his heart sank.
As a Soul Saint, how could he not recognize it?
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda—
A martial soul belonging only to the direct descendants of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, one of the Upper Three Sects.
A colossal power so influential that even the Star Luo Empire avoided provoking them, let alone a small academy like Shrek.
"Dean… I want to kill them. Only then will my hatred be appeased!" Dai Mubai gritted his teeth.
Flender sighed deeply.
"Mubai, it's not that I don't want to help you…"
"But the identity of the people you offended is far too terrifying. Forget Shrek— even the Star Luo royal family wouldn't dare provoke them."
"How is that possible? They were just a Soul Elder and a Soul King! Dean, you're all Soul Saints!" Dai Mubai protested.
Flender explained, "That girl you described—her martial soul should be the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda."
"For her to reach Soul Elder at such a young age, she must be a core descendant of the sect."
"Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect—one of the Upper Three Sects. How are we supposed to take revenge?"
Dai Mubai wasn't ignorant. He understood completely what "Upper Three Sects" meant.
"Dean… does that mean… there's no way for me to get revenge?" he asked unwillingly.
Flender shook his head.
Dai Mubai's heart sank into despair. The past two days had been more painful to him than death itself.
Since Shrek Academy couldn't protect him anymore, staying here meant nothing.
Better to leave this place of humiliation and return to Star Luo City.
Though he would face pressure from his older brother and wait quietly for either death or imprisonment three years later…
It was still better than enduring such degradation.
Meanwhile, after hearing the full story, Flender planned to give Ma Hongjun a thorough lesson.
Dai Mubai's behavior was wild, but he mostly used money to solve his impulses.
Oscar had several girlfriends, but never caused this kind of trouble.
This entire disaster was largely caused by Ma Hongjun provoking the wrong people.
Because of his martial soul defect, Flender had been too indulgent with him.
Combined with Shrek's infamous motto—
"Those who dare not cause trouble are mediocre!"— made Ma Hongjun a little arrogant.
"By the way… where is your Teacher Zhao?" Flender asked.
Dai Mubai shook his head, eyes lifeless.
He had been unconscious; he didn't know what happened afterward.
They didn't know— At that moment, Zhao Wuji had already been arrested by the Spirit Hall.
Zhao Wuji had long been a wanted criminal of Spirit Hall. Now he had simply been captured.
——
Spirit City was not far from Suo Tuo City.
With Bibi Dong and Qi Tian's speed, they arrived quickly. However, by the time they reached the gates, Qi Tian had nearly exhausted his soul power.
"This is your first time in Spirit City, isn't it? How do you feel?" Bibi Dong asked.
"Magnificent… truly beyond words," Qi Tian replied.
"If you like it, then why not stay here?" Bibi Dong smiled softly.
"I can teach you my cultivation experience.
There are also a few talented youths your age here—you should get along with them."
Qi Tian did not answer her. With his current cultivation, staying beside Bibi Dong was far too stressful.
Just then, she saw Qi Tian take out a leaf and raise it toward his mouth. She quickly snatched it away.
"What is this?" Bibi Dong asked.
Qi Tian seized the chance to change the topic.
"This is Dragon Ganoderma Leaf. I got it from the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well. It has the effect of stabilizing the foundation and nourishing vitality."
"My soul power is exhausted. Eating this helps me recover faster."
Bibi Dong narrowed her eyes slightly, thinking to herself: Recover soul power? It won't be that simple.
"This medicinal herb is precious. Save it.
Come with me to Spirit Hall Mountain—I'll take you to my cultivation chamber to recover." Bibi Dong said.
Qi Tian wanted to say he had plenty of Dragon Ganoderma Leaves—so many that he could never finish them. But he reconsidered and stayed silent.
"Bibi Dong, actually… You could send Poison Douluo and Chrysanthemum Douluo to the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well. Let them convert that area into Spirit Hall's medicinal garden."
Qi Tian suggested.
"That's a good idea. Poison Douluo happens to be in Heaven Dou City," Bibi Dong replied.
Wait… how does he know Dugu Bo works for Spirit Hall? Bibi Dong suddenly sensed something off.
Poison Douluo had never publicly declared allegiance to Spirit Hall. He was still considered an independent soul master—though secretly, he worked for Qian Renxue.
'Could Qi Tian have possessed Xue'er before? If so, capturing Dugu Bo might've been his doing!'
'I originally thought subduing Dugu Bo was Yang Wushuang's idea… But it seems it was this kid all along!'
'Qi Tian, Qi Tian… just how many women have you possessed?' Bibi Dong stared at him, thoughts racing.
The more she thought, the more urgent she felt.
She had to secure Qi Tian for herself—
Only then would she have the position to restrain him. Otherwise, who knew how many emotional debts he would leave behind?
Having experienced it personally, Bibi Dong understood all too well— anyone possessed by Qi Tian and assisted wholeheartedly by him would inevitably develop a special attachment.
And that attachment… could easily transform into romantic infatuation.
—
Before long, Bibi Dong led Qi Tian up Spirit Hall Mountain to a secluded cultivation room.
"Where is this? I don't think I've seen you come here before," Qi Tian asked.
Bibi Dong replied, "I built this after becoming Pope."
"You know I accepted the Rakshasa God's trial. Because of that, I constantly carry the aura of corruption."
"Teacher Qian Daoliu disliked it, so I created this isolated cultivation chamber to suppress the aura."
In simple terms, this was a secret room Bibi Dong built to prevent anyone from sensing or spying on her.
"Rakshasa God's throne…" Qi Tian murmured.
According to the rules of the God Realm, they do not allow any single person to become a god alone— to prevent an entire world from becoming one god's private territory.
So if Bibi Dong truly ascended as Rakshasa God, another deity would soon be chosen to oppose her.
If Qian Renxue ascended as Angel God, then yet another god would have to be chosen to maintain balance.
'So that person… will it still be Tang San?' Qi Tian speculated.
What he could do now was simple—
Weaken Tang San as much as possible, reducing the threat he would pose as a god.
Just then, a heavy BOOM echoed as the stone door behind them slammed shut.
"Bibi Dong… why did you close the door?" Qi Tian stared at the massive dragon-severing stone slab.
"Of course—to teach you how to cultivate twin martial souls." She didn't release her martial soul… but the noble air around her slowly faded.
A faint madness surfaced on her face.
A corrupt aura—different from killing intent, but equally chilling—began to spread throughout the sealed chamber.
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End of Chapter