Douluo Continent: Blue and Silver Twins, adopted by Bibi Dong

Chapter 140 Bibi Dong: Teacher, Tang Hao and Tang Xiao absolutely cannot be released! (Please continue reading!)

Bibi Dong's spoon fell into the bowl with a "plop".

He stared wide-eyed at the five spirit rings.

"The Fifth Ring Road?!"

Bibi Dong exclaimed incredulously, "The Soul King?!"

Lan Yue smiled slightly, withdrew her martial soul and soul ring, sat back down at the table, picked up her chopsticks, took a bite of a side dish, and mumbled, "Hmm, level 55."

Quiet.

A deathly silence.

Bibi Dong opened her mouth, but couldn't say a word for a long time.

His eyes widened in shock, his expression shifting from disbelief to a complex mix of emotions—

I don't know whether to call it pride or jealousy.

Level 55 —

Bibi Dong murmured the number repeatedly, her voice sounding like she was dreaming: "You're only seven and a half years old—a seven and a half-year-old Soul King—"

She suddenly stood up, walked around the table, grabbed Lan Yue's shoulder, and looked him up and down as if trying to see right through him.

"How did you do that?!"

Her voice was urgent and rapid, filled with an almost frantic excitement: "Two years!"

Less than two years!

You jumped from level 38 to level 55?!

A seventeen-level promotion?!

How is that possible!

Even with innate full soul power, even with twin martial souls, it's impossible to be this fast!

What exactly are you—?

She suddenly stopped, her gaze falling on the spirit rings on Lan Yue's body, a look of realization flashing in her eyes: "Those spirit rings?"

She took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down, and sat back down in her chair. Looking at Lan Yue, she asked incredulously, "Those ten-thousand-year-old soul rings of yours—were they all sacrificed to you by the Blue Silver Clan?"

Blue Moon nodded.

He found the 20,000-year-old mutated Blue Silver King on a coastal cliff.

He briefly recounted the story of encountering a 30,000-year-old blue silver vine deep in the mountains and forests.

Of course, he omitted the details of the bloodline connection, only saying that he found them by relying on the affinity of the Blue Silver Emperor Martial Soul.

After listening, Bibi Dong remained silent for a long time.

Looking at the blue moon, a complex mix of emotions welled up inside me.

pride.

I'm so proud I could cry.

This is her younger brother, the little guy she picked up from the sea, the little brat who used to just snuggle in her arms and act spoiled.

Now, he is a level 55 Soul King.

The Soul King, who is seven and a half years old.

In the entire history of Douluo Continent, there has never been such a genius.

At the same time, another emotion was quietly growing in her heart.

panic.

She's been stuck at level 71 for almost two years now.

During her year in the Killing City, she struggled on the edge of life and death every day, killing or being killed, and had no time to calm down and cultivate.

Her soul power level barely increased.

But Blue Moon was chasing her at a speed she couldn't have imagined.

Level 55 — Level 71.

There is a difference of sixteen levels.

Given Lan Yue's current cultivation speed, how long can this gap be maintained?

a year?

Two years?

Or—shorter?

Bibi Dong dared not even think about it.

"Sister Dong'er?"

Blue Moon's voice pulled her back from her thoughts.

Bibi Dong snapped out of her daze, looked at Lan Yue's slightly worried eyes, and forced a smile: "Sister is alright."

She reached out and gently ruffled Lan Yue's hair, her voice tinged with emotion: "I just think—my Xiao Yue is so amazing."

"So powerful that even my older sister was a little scared."

"Fear?"

Lan Yue was slightly taken aback.

"Yes, I'm scared."

Bibi Dong nodded, her gaze somewhat unfocused: "I'm afraid you'll grow up too fast, afraid you'll become too strong too quickly, afraid that one day—you won't need your sister anymore."

These words were spoken very softly, as softly as a breeze, yet they carried an indescribable sense of melancholy.

Lan Yue looked at her, a pang of sadness welling up in her heart.

He reached out and grasped Bibi Dong's hand, looking intently into her eyes: "Sister Dong'er, what are you saying?"

No matter how strong I become, you will always be my Dong'er sister.

This will never change.

Bibi Dong was amused by his earnest little face, and most of the gloom in her heart dissipated.

She took Lan Yue's hand in her own and squeezed it gently: "Okay, it's settled then."

No matter how successful you become in the future, you'll still have to listen to your older sister.

Blue Moon rolled her eyes: "That depends on what you're saying."

"Um?"

Bibi Dong raised an eyebrow, a dangerous glint flashing in her eyes.

Blue Moon immediately backed down: "I'll listen! I'll listen to everything! Whatever my sister says, I'll do!"

Bibi Dong nodded in satisfaction and picked up her spoon again to drink the porridge.

The porridge had gotten a little cold, but she drank it happily.

Unbeknownst to her, deep within her consciousness, that wisp of Rakshasa divine power was greedily absorbing her emotional fluctuations at this moment.

"Fear — Panic — Resentment —"

The chilling voice echoed in the darkness, tinged with a satisfied smile: "Good—that's it—let these emotions take root, sprout, and grow into towering trees—"

"Only in this way can we cultivate the most suitable successor for me."

Shortly after, the papal attendant arrived.

"Your Highness, Your Highness, Your Holiness the Pope, please proceed to the Papal Palace."

Bibi Dong put down her bowl of porridge, exchanged a glance with Lan Yue, and nodded slightly.

After quickly tidying up, the two went directly to the Papal Palace.

Inside the Papal Palace, Qian Xunji sat on a high platform, holding a cup of hot tea in his hand, with an undisguised smile on his face.

Ling Yuan is not here; she must be resting and recuperating in the back hall.

"Disciple Bibi Dong greets Master."

"Disciple Lan Yue greets His Holiness the Pope."

The two bowed in unison.

Qian Xunji put down his teacup, his gaze lingering on Bibi Dong for a long time.

He stood up, walked down the steps, and stood before Bibi Dong. He looked her up and down, his eyes filled with growing satisfaction.

"Okay, okay, okay!"

He said "good" three times in a row, his voice filled with excitement: "Dong'er, you have indeed not disappointed your teacher."

In less than two years, he emerged alive from the killing city and even traversed the Hell Road.

Such determination and perseverance are rare to find across the entire continent!

Bibi Dong bowed slightly: "Teacher, you flatter me."

"If it weren't for your guidance and nurturing back then, Dong'er wouldn't be where he is today."

Qian Xunji waved his hand and laughed, "I've only shown you a path. How far you go depends entirely on your own abilities."

I am so proud of you for what you have achieved.

"Xiaoyue has grown up too."

Qian Xunji patted Lan Yue on the shoulder, his tone tinged with emotion: "You two are the future of the Spirit Hall."

Seeing how quickly you've grown, I'm relieved.

Lan Yue bowed respectfully: "Thank you for your praise, Your Majesty."

Qian Xunji nodded, turned around and walked back to the platform, where he sat down again.

He picked up his teacup, took a sip, and the smile on his face faded slightly, his expression becoming serious.

"Dong'er, Xiaoyue, I called you here today not only to see Dong'er, but also to tell you something else."

Bibi Dong and Lan Yue exchanged a glance, already having guessed seven or eight parts of the truth.

Qian Xunji put down his teacup and said calmly, "The people from Haotian Sect have arrived."

Tang Tian personally led the team, accompanied by six elders, and stayed at an inn in the city.

Bibi Dong raised her eyebrows slightly but remained silent.

Qian Xunji continued, "They came to find Tang Hao and Tang Xiao."

Those two good-for-nothings offended Xiaoyue in the Blue Silver Forest back then, and Dugu Bo crippled their arms and imprisoned them in the dungeon for over a year.

He said this in a nonchalant tone, as if he were talking about a trivial matter.

"Tang Tian found some clues and knew that the matter was related to the Spirit Hall, so he brought his people to their door."

I neither confirmed nor denied it; I only said I would investigate and told them to wait.

At this point, Qian Xunji's lips curled into a cold smile: "Tang Tian is quite sensible, knowing the current predicament of the Haotian Sect, and obediently settled down to await my news."

After listening, Bibi Dong remained silent for a moment.

She raised her head and looked at Qian Xunji, her voice calm and firm: "Teacher, Dong'er believes that Tang Hao and Tang Xiao cannot be let go."

Qian Xunji was slightly taken aback, then showed an interested expression: "Oh? Tell me your reasons."

Without hesitation, Bibi Dong said, "The reason is very simple."

If the Spirit Hall releases Tang Hao and Tang Xiao simply because the Clear Sky Sect came to demand their return, then in the eyes of outsiders, it would appear that the Spirit Hall is afraid of the Clear Sky Sect.

Bibi Dong paused, her gaze clear and sharp: "Teacher, think about it, Tang Chen leaving Haotian Sect to search for the divine inheritance, although this matter was not publicized on the surface, all the major forces had heard about it to some extent."

Tang Chen never returned, leaving the Haotian Sect leaderless and its strength greatly diminished.

"If the Spirit Hall releases them now, what will others think?"

"They will feel that the Spirit Hall is showing weakness to the Clear Sky Sect and is wary of Tang Chen's return."

Some might even feel that the Spirit Hall's strength isn't as formidable as it appears.

Bibi Dong's voice wasn't loud, but every word was precious: "The prestige that the Spirit Hall has worked so hard to build will be greatly diminished because of this incident."

Those forces that had already submitted might rekindle their ambitions.

Those forces that are still observing may side with the Haotian Sect.

"At that time, the loss will not only be the value of two useless people, but also the deterrent power that the Spirit Hall has painstakingly built up over the years."

After listening, Qian Xunji's eyes flashed with approval.

He leaned back in his chair, his fingers lightly tapping the armrest, lost in thought: "So, in your opinion, what should be done?"

Bibi Dong pondered for a moment, then said, "We can't release the person, but we can't keep them locked up forever either."

Tang Hao and Tang Xiao are, after all, Tang Chen's grandsons and the sons of the Haotian Sect's leader.

If we kill them, we will have a blood feud with the Haotian Sect.

Although the Spirit Hall is not afraid of the Clear Sky Sect with its current strength, Tang Chen's whereabouts are still unknown. What if he really finds the divine inheritance and returns in the future?

She didn't finish her sentence, but her meaning was clear.

Tang Chen, this variable, has always been a sword hanging over the head of the Spirit Hall.

"Therefore, the best approach is to stall."

Bibi Dong raised her head, her gaze calm: "Didn't Tang Tian want an explanation?"

Then give him an explanation.

However, when and to what extent this statement is given is up to us.

"The longer it drags on, the more passive the Haotian Sect will become."

The longer it dragged on, the more anxious Tang Tian became.

"If we drag this out until morale within the Haotian Sect is low, until Tang Tian is forced to make even greater concessions—"

She paused, a faint smile curving her lips: "By then, Tang Hao and Tang Xiao won't be two good-for-nothings anymore, but two valuable assets that can be exchanged for real money."

After listening, Qian Xunji remained silent for a moment.

Then he smiled.

That smile carried a hint of relief, a touch of emotion, and a dash of pride.

"Dong'er, you've grown up."

(The plot is a bit weak; I updated 5200+ words today.)

It'll be getting faster from here on out, thank you everyone for your support!