Chapter 114: Bo Sai Xi: I Don't Want to Be in the Mishi!

Spirit Hall!

As the force with the most Soul Masters on the continent, Spirit Hall is naturally also the strongest.

It's not just because Spirit Hall possesses more than half of the Soul Masters on the continent, numbering in the tens of thousands; even if you added all the Soul Masters from the Heavenly Fighting Empire, Star Luo Empire, Clear Sky Sect, Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, and Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon family together, they still wouldn't match Spirit Hall's numbers.

Moreover, Spirit Hall also has the most Title Douluo on the continent.

Not only does it have Qian Daoliu, one of the Three Ultimate Douluo, but it also possesses a rank-98 Golden Crocodile Douluo.

The total number of Title Douluo adds up to over ten.

Other forces, even empires, simply cannot match Spirit Hall's number of Title Douluo.

Therefore, Spirit Hall can now be called the greatest power on the continent.

Therefore, in the original story, without Tang San this cheat, Bi Bi Dong unifying the entire Douluo Continent would be a piece of cake.

After all, in terms of Soul Master numbers, no empire or sect can rival Spirit Hall; even if all forces combined, they still wouldn't exceed Spirit Hall's numbers.

As for high-ranking Title Douluo, no empire can rival Spirit Hall either.

At this moment, within Spirit Hall, some powerful Soul Masters are stationed at various corners of Spirit Hall.

Just then, five figures shot down from the sky and landed in Spirit Hall's vast plaza.

They were Qianxunji, Bo Sai Xi, Qian Daoliu, Chrysanthemum Douluo, and Ghost Douluo.

"Haha, after being away for a few days, I, Qianxunji, have finally returned."

Qianxunji looked at the familiar Spirit Hall and murmured happily.

Next, Qianxunji reached out and grasped Bo Sai Xi's pale little hand, feeling it warm and smooth like jade, as silky as the finest mutton-fat jade.

Having his hand held by Qianxunji, Bo Sai Xi instinctively tried to pull away, but her hand was firmly gripped by Qianxunji.

The harder she struggled, the tighter Qianxunji gripped, making her hand ache.

"Ah... you're hurting me!"

Bo Sai Xi strained to pull her hand back, her expression pained, and she coquettishly said:

Qianxunji looked at the pained expression appearing on Bo Sai Xi's beautiful face and murmured:

"Don't move; the more you move, the more it will hurt."

Upon hearing this, to ease the severe pain from the pinching, Bo Sai Xi had no choice but to stop struggling and let Qianxunji hold her jade hand.

As soon as she stopped struggling, the tight grip sensation disappeared and her hand no longer hurt severely.

However, her little hand wasn't being held by Qianxunji in her grasp, leaving her feeling somewhat flustered.

Nevertheless, even though she was unwilling inside, Bo Sai Xi dared not pull her hand away again, for it would hurt.

After spending these few days together, Bo Sai Xi discovered that Qianxunji is that kind of domineering man.

Although he will pamper and love you, once Qianxunji decides something, she cannot sway it.

Just like holding hands, if Qianxunji wants to hold her hand, he must do so.

If she refuses, he will grip tightly, gripping until it hurts her.

Qianxunji held Bo Sai Xi's little hand with one hand and stroked her sea-blue long hair with the other, saying:

"Bo Sai Xi, let me take you to Old Qian's bedchamber."

"Qian Daoliu's bedchamber?"

Bo Sai Xi's face showed surprise upon hearing this; she looked at Qianxunji in a dazed manner and thought:

Qianxunji isn't supposed to be marrying me, so why is he taking me to Qian Daoliu's bedchamber? Could it be...?

Could he intend to first send me to Qian Daoliu, after all Qian Daoliu loves me so much?

Absurd, it's simply too absurd.

Thinking this, Bo Sai Xi quickly shook her head and said:

"I won't go; I have absolutely no interest in Qian Daoliu. Letting me give myself to him would be unbearable; I might as well just die now."

Upon hearing this, Qianxunji gave Bo Sai Xi an embarrassed look, gave her a thumbs-up, and said:

"Your imagination is really too rich; I'll give you a like."

Bo Sai Xi hearing Qianxunji's words felt something was off; had she guessed wrong?

But why would Qianxunji bring me to Qian Daoliu's bedchamber?

I can't figure it out; I really can't figure it out?

Thus, Bo Sai Xi had no choice but to turn her gaze toward Qian Daoliu, her deep sapphire-like eyes fixed on him, and asked:

"Qian Daoliu, what exactly is going on?"

Qianxunji felt Bo Sai Xi's gaze, especially recalling her earlier words, 'Giving myself to Qian Daoliu would be unbearable; I might as well die.'

Upon thinking of that sentence, Qian Daoliu's heart felt as if being cut by a knife; he very much wanted to ask Bo Sai Xi, 'Could it be, could it be that I am really that inferior?'

"Marry me, and it will make you feel unbearable?"

But if you marry Xiao'er, why wouldn't it be unbearable?

I'm not inferior either, am I?

I'm also quite handsome, am I not?

I'm also quite strong, am I not?

However, when facing Bo Sai Xi, Qian Daoliu has always been in a simp mode; he dare not even speak those words to question her, let alone raise his tone against her.

Thus, Qian Daoliu could only suppress his dissatisfaction deep inside, looking at Bo Sai Xi and explaining:

"Bo Sai Xi, it's like this: Xiao'er's previous Papal Bedchamber was destroyed, turned into ruins, so he recently moved into my bedchamber and even took over my best room and the Mishi."

Upon hearing this, Bo Sai Xi finally understood.

She had thought, she had thought that Qianxunji wanted to send her to Qian Daoliu.

Suddenly, Bo Sai Xi thought of Qian Daoliu's words and curiously asked:

Qian Daoliu, your Spirit Hall is indeed the strongest force on the continent, and the Pope's Residence is also almost the most important place of your Spirit Hall. But why was the Pope's Residence destroyed and turned into ruins? Could anyone still dare to break into the Pope's Residence? And destroy it?

"No!" Qian Daoliu shook his head, let out a cold snort, and said:

"Hmph, the Pope's Residence is such a sacred place; on the continent, no one dares to attack the Spirit Hall, and no one can destroy the Pope's Residence."

"Then why was the Pope's Residence destroyed?" Bo Sai Xi asked again.

"That's because a few days ago, Qianxunji underwent a heavenly tribulation, and the vast Pope's Residence was destroyed by that heavenly tribulation."

"Undergoing a heavenly tribulation?" Bo Sai Xi murmured, a look of astonishment on her face, and said:

"Your Pope's Residence is such a large place, yet a heavenly tribulation can actually destroy such a vast Pope's Residence, turning it into ruins; this heavenly tribulation's power is perhaps too great, isn't it?"

Upon hearing this, Qian Daoliu did not voice an opinion, but instead boldly asked:

"Bo Sai Xi, may I ask you one thing: why did you say earlier that marrying me would make you wish you were dead, better to die outright? Yet marrying Qianxunji does not provoke such aversion?"

Bo Sai Xi listened to Qian Daoliu's question, thought for a moment, and said:

"Because, your physical quality is too poor, not as strong as his."

"Ah?" Qian Daoliu exclaimed, his whole body instantly wilting like a frost‑struck eggplant.

This is the first time anyone has said his physical quality is poor, and even the goddess in his dream evaluated him that way, even though his physical strength is clearly strong, right?

But Qian Daoliu glanced at Qianxunji's tall and straight physique, thinking of his immense power and his unparalleled Steel Body.

In an instant, Qian Daoliu was utterly convinced.

There's no way around it; the Steel Body is so hard that even divine artifacts can be resisted head‑on.

(End of chapter)