Chapter 147

On the other side, the Spirit Hall.

Bibi Dong's face was ashen as she sat in the main seat; at this moment her clothes were disheveled and travel-worn, and there was even a trace of blood at the corner of her mouth.

Shalu Zhidu actually changed masters, and the new master was Tang Hao of the Clear Sky Sect.

Not even knowing what had happened, Tang Hao's soul power level had already risen to ninety-nine; the same level as Qian Daoliu.

I originally wanted to first check the situation in Shalu Zhidu before considering letting Nana enter Shalu Zhidu for training, but I never expected Shalu Zhidu to undergo such a change.

No wonder Yang Yun never returned that day, and afterward I couldn't sense any soul power fluctuations; it turned out to be because of Shalu Zhidu.

It might even be the result of the deity behind Shalu Zhidu taking action.

Really damn it!

"Bibi Dong, the Asura God has already chosen the future inheritor; from now on you must speed up your inheritance of the godhood, otherwise, given the grudge between the Clear Sky Sect and your Spirit Hall..."

"Tang Hao is no good person; you have this bewitching bone‑natural charm, exceedingly outstanding; and you hold the Pope's position—if Tang Hao were to award a soldier a single sentence, imagine those soldiers' rough big hands sliding over my inheritor's smooth tender thigh—it would really be fun, hahaha."

The Rakshasa God's whisper undoubtedly stirred the darkest depths and most helpless memories within Bibi Dong's heart.

That day, she was completely defiled; in the years that followed she lived in endless suffering.

Even bathed in sunlight, that period still felt like purgatory deep inside; a freezing, bone‑piercing chill and malice spread from flesh to marrow.

Chills ran through her body!

Shut up!

Bibi Dong's eyes filled with purple, plus a thin layer of black mist; from this moment on, Bibi Dong truly stepped into the Rakshasa God's inheritance.

The Rakshasa God's fifth trial: within three years, destroy the Seven Treasure Glazed Sect, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon family, and two of the three top sects of the Clear Sky Sect; reward: soul power increased by one level, all soul rings' age limit increased by five thousand years, affinity with Rakshasa God power increased by ten percent.

In an unknown space, the Rakshasa God's laughter was like a sound‑wave attack; the spaces it passed through rippled with waves.

The Star Luo Empire.

Behind Zhu Zhuqing followed nine people, one of whom was Yang Lie Feng; he was the deputy captain of this squad, the captain being a seventy‑third‑level Soul Sage.

Her name is Yang Lie Shui, considered Yang Lie Feng's paternal cousin.

Because Zhu Zhuqing is a girl, and she and Yang Yun had a fleeting romance, they found a female Soul Sage to lead the team.

Zhu Hua Yu's face was alternately dark and bright as he looked at Zhu Zhuqing; more precisely, he was looking at the team of Hall of Justice members behind her.

"Who are you people? You don't know what you intend by following the young lady back."

Zhu Zhuqing stood in front of Yang Lie Shui, blocking Zhu Hao Yu's line of sight; to Zhu Hao Yu, this action was undoubtedly obstinate and self‑willed.

"Zhuqing, what do you mean now? I heard Dai Mubai is now with your sister Zhu Zhu Bing; isn't she your fiancée?"

Five soul rings appeared beneath Zhu Zhuqing's feet, the ten‑thousand‑year fourth ring causing Zhu Hao Yu's pupils to contract.

Not having seen it with one's own eyes makes it hard to believe, but there truly is a genius Soul Master with a ten‑thousand‑year fourth ring in this world; that being the case, the Soul King with another ten‑thousand‑year fourth ring in the Shrek team is also real.

"What do you mean by this?" Zhu Hao Yu asked, knowing full well.

Zhu Zhuqing stared directly into Zhu Hao Yu's eyes and said: "Father, I have only one purpose for returning this time: to formally notify you that I am breaking off my engagement with Dai Mubai of the Star Luo Imperial family." "What?" Zhu Hao Yu's face sank, his whole aura pressing mercilessly onto Zhu Zhuqing.

Even with her martial soul attached, Zhu Zhuqing felt a pressure acting on her body, but this aura was still bearable.

In the end, Zhu Hao Yu saw Zhu Zhuqing's gaze firm and silent as she stared at him; the pressure was applied to the maximum.

The soul‑power pressure of an eighty‑third‑level Soul Dreadnought made even Zhu Zhuqing struggle to bear it; her body slowly bent downward.

Yang Lie Shui slowly stepped from behind Zhu Zhuqing to face Zhu Hao Yu, his seven soul rings especially the seventh black‑tinged red.

"Zhu family head, if you continue this attitude when speaking to my protected one, I cannot just stand by."

Zhu Hao Yu snorted coldly and said: "Zhuqing, is this your reliance? A seven‑ring Soul Sage dares to shout in front of me—do you have that kind of strength?"

Yang Lie Shui no longer concealed his seventh soul ring; the blood‑red demonic light instantly made Zhu Hao Yu's face change dramatically.

"A hundred‑thousand‑year seventh ring—how is that possible?"

Zhu Hao Yu suddenly thought of a sect; looking incredulously at Yang Lie Shui, he asked: "What is your martial soul? Which sect are you from? Tell me quickly."

Yang Lie Shui's mouth curled slightly as he slowly lifted his head, revealing a handsome face beneath his black robe as he looked at Zhu Hao Yu; he smiled teasingly and said: "You've already guessed it, haven't you? Why do you need me to admit it outright?"

"If we really fight, my subordinates aren't restrained enough that I can't guarantee you'll survive under my gun; what do you think, Zhu family head?"

A water‑blue spear coiled around Yang Lie Shui like a whip.

Although he is only a seven‑ring Soul Sage, he gives Zhu Hao Yu, an eight‑ring Soul Dreadnought, an inexplicable pressure.

Behind Zhu Zhuqing, Yang Lie Shui's companions all activated their soul rings simultaneously, without exception each being a six‑ring Soul Emperor‑level Soul Master.

Each of their strengths is not weak, even giving Yang Hao Yu the illusion that even without Yang Lie Shui himself he could not defeat these few.

Gurgle!

When Zhu Hao Yu thought that behind Zhu Zhuqing might stand the Po Tian Sect, his scalp instantly went numb.

The Po Tian Sect—ah, that is a sect even the Star Luo Imperial family dares not provoke; even knowing that raising a tiger invites disaster, they dare not openly oppose it at this time.

A stiff smile appeared on Zhu Hao Yu's face as he said: "Zhuqing, you really are something—having such an honored guest arrive and not even giving me a heads‑up; I should set up a banquet to welcome and cleanse you all."

These few people absolutely cannot come to harm here; otherwise, my Zhu family—no, my position as Zhu Hao Yu's family head will surely not be retained.

The Star Luo Imperial family is no paragon either; after years of intermarriage with the Zhu family, he certainly understands this relationship.

Once the Po Tian Sect and the Star Luo Empire turn hostile, the Star Luo Imperial family will definitely sacrifice themselves as a pawn to ease relations between the Star Luo Empire and the Po Tian Sect.

If the Star Luo Imperial family lacks sufficient confidence to destroy the Po Tian Sect in a day, they will never openly feud with it.

During this period, any price can be expended.

I, a mere Zhu family head, if I die another can be chosen soon enough.

Zhu Hao Yu being able to become family head in a female‑pillared family shows his mind is absolutely not stupid.

Now the eased Zhu Zhuqing straightened her back, looked directly at Zhu Hao Yu and said: "Family head, there's no need for you to trouble yourself; these people can just stay around my side chambers."

(End of chapter)