Chapter 89: Bibi Dong Strikes Back
The mountain gate of the Clear Sky Sect was hidden deep within a range of mountains in the Heaven Dou Empire.
Though sealed to outsiders, the nearby Spirit Hall branch had the duty of keeping watch over the area.
Yet they had stood idle, watching the Clear Sky Sect quietly grow stronger.
Bibi Dong was furious. But she also understood the truth—this failure stemmed from her own negligence.
She, the Pope of the Spirit Hall, possessed twin martial souls and stood above all others in pride.
She had never considered the Clear Sky Sect a threat.
Her true hatred was directed at Qian Xunji and the Qian Clan.
All these years, her focus had been consolidating the Spirit Hall's power, winning loyalty and control from within.
Dealing with the Clear Sky Sect had never been a priority.
But now, with the rumors of their resurging strength spreading across the continent, Bibi Dong felt unease for the first time.
Seven Titled Douluo—among them, Tang Hao himself.
If those seven ever struck suddenly, the Spirit Hall's entire Elder Council could be crippled before she even learned of it.
"Hunting Forests across the continent are only open to hunters who hold a Spirit Hall-issued permit,"
Ghost Douluo said cautiously. "The Clear Sky Sect's disciples obviously have no such authorization.
And yet their cultivation hasn't slowed over the years.
Their low-ranking spirit masters must be receiving help—from the Heaven Dou Empire and the Star Luo Empire perhaps.
The Spirit Hall can't monitor vast soul beast domains like the Sunset and Star Dou Forests completely."
"Then kill them," Bibi Dong said coldly.
"Slaughter every soldier stationed near the Clear Sky Sect's mountain forests.
And do the same in the Star Luo Empire's hunting zones—let a few forests run red.
You two will remain stationed near the Clear Sky Sect's domain. Kill anyone who tries to enter or leave—one by one.
If they claim to have sealed themselves off, then I will make that seal real.
From the Elder Hall, I summon the remaining nine Titled Douluo to join me.
Let's see whether the Clear Sky Sect continues to tolerate humiliation—or chooses to strike back.
Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west… hah!"
Her voice dripped with mockery, her tone sharp as a blade.
Six uttered "kills"—and an order mobilizing eleven Titled Douluo in total.
The Spirit Hall would march at full force.
Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo exchanged a glance, blood burning with excitement.
The Pope was magnificent.
Her power was fathomless, and her determination and charisma had united the Spirit Hall more completely than any ruler before her.
To all within the Hall, she was the most outstanding Pope in history.
And now, once again, she hadn't disappointed.
The entire spirit master world was in uproar.
Everywhere, people whispered that the Clear Sky Sect was preparing to relive the legend of "Thirty years east, thirty years west."
Seven Titled Douluo—the mark of the world's number one sect.
Driven into isolation by Spirit Hall eleven years ago, they had hidden, waited, and finally returned seeking vengeance.
If Spirit Hall failed to act, the world might well believe it was crumbling.
Dugu Feng could never have imagined the magnitude of chaos that his "shocking headline" rumors had unleashed.
On Blue Star, such exaggerated news had once been the currency of popularity—
and now, for the first time on Douluo Continent, it had become the new language of influence.
In taverns, academies, and noble gatherings, no one could join a conversation without bringing up the latest outrageous story.
The avalanche of gossip had already begun reshaping the continent's destiny.
The Spirit Hall, now aware of the Clear Sky Sect's potential threat, chose to assert dominance preemptively.
Bibi Dong would make her power known.
Meanwhile, the man behind it all—Dugu Feng—quietly trained in Heaven Dou City, now twelve years old and nearing graduation from the academy.
His spirit power had risen by two levels, reaching thirty-four.
Every drop of progress came from sweat and persistence.
His spirit orbs had grown to ninety-four percent capacity—only six points away from evolution.
The Dugu Clan, too, saw breakthrough. Elder Scorpion had advanced to Spirit Sage, strengthening their ranks.
With his father Dugu Shuo now a Spirit Sage as well, the family counted four in total.
Dugu Shuo remained secluded in the ancestral hall, close to reaching the Spirit Douluo realm.
And as for Dugu Feng—he was about to begin something he had planned for over half a year:
the hunt for the Blue Silver Emperor's right leg bone.
Tang San would soon graduate and head to Shrek Academy—
the same graduation timing followed across all academies of the continent.
Once Tang San left for Soto City, Dugu Feng's opportunity would come.
After settling his clan affairs, he departed Heaven Dou City with Elder Scorpion.
High above, the twin Emerald Serpent Dragons soared, carrying them swiftly toward Nuoding City.
"Young Master, it's one thing for you to be a prodigy—but even your two serpents are absurdly powerful!"
Elder Scorpion looked up in awe.
"That's the fortune from the City of Slaughter," Dugu Feng said, hair streaming in the wind.
"They've awakened their Jade Serpent Dragon bloodline."
Their spirit beasts, now nearly eight thousand years old, flew faster than most soul masters.
Their bodies shimmered translucent as they sliced through the skies like green streaks of light, shrinking until they seemed like mere extensions of Dugu Feng's own shadow.
Unless one looked carefully, it appeared as though he and Elder Scorpion were flying unaided.
Their pace was lightning-fast. In two days, they reached the city closest to Nuoding.
Dugu Feng had already confirmed both the Nuoding Academy graduation and Shrek's enrollment schedules.
By calculation, Tang San and Xiao Wu would need several days to travel from Nuoding to Soto City.
Tang San was known to have arrived the day before Shrek's registration.
This was his first time venturing far from home—and he had a hundred-thousand-year soul beast at his side.
Tang Hao was certain to follow closely behind.
All Dugu Feng needed to do was wait until they departed and Tang Hao moved away from Nuoding—then act.
Avoiding the city, the two rested in a forest nearby.
Dugu Feng remained hidden while Elder Scorpion went to gather intelligence.
Two days later, Elder Scorpion returned.
"Young Master, our people saw Tang San and Xiao Wu leave the city!"
He was responsible for executing the plan, though he still didn't know its purpose.
For months, Dugu Feng had arranged several trading posts near Nuoding—
ordinary shops run by minor nobles and low-level spirit masters, perfectly mundane and unnoticed even by Tang Hao.
"Excellent," Dugu Feng said with a faint smile.
But caution came first. He would not act yet.
Only after Tang San reached Soto City—and Tang Hao moved elsewhere—would he make his move.
He wasn't about to risk his own life in impatience.
Three days later, Dugu Feng set out through the wildlands, heading toward a dense mountain forest.
The entire landscape of the Fasno Province was etched perfectly into his mind.
(END CHAPTER)
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