In the core of the Star Dou Great Forest, Yu Xiaogang, Flender, and Emperor Tian led the soul-hunting team. Far away in Spirit Hall, a father and son clashed in the Elders' Hall.
Qianxunji's voice trembled with anger. "Father! Why can't the men of our Qian family become the Angel God? Why wait for the next generation? With all the elders in Spirit Hall, if we claimed the God's inheritance, we could've united the continent by now! Why are you holding me back? I just want the Qian family to thrive for thousands of years—what's wrong with that?"
Qian Daoliu, praying devoutly to the Angel God, unleashed his 99th-level Extreme Douluo aura, forcing Qianxunji back several steps. His voice boomed through the Elders' Hall. "Show respect to the Angel God! Focus on your duties. Find a talented woman to carry on our Qian family's martial spirit—that's what matters now! The Angel God's oracle says our family will have a god in the next generation. The Douluo Continent is changing, with many divine inheritors rising. We must secure the Angel God's legacy. Don't fail me, son."
Qianxunji's eyes darkened. A Titled Douluo for years, he was stuck at a bottleneck. He'd hoped to break through with the God's inheritance. He'd led the failed attempt to seize the Sea God's inheritance on Sea God Island, only to be denied the Angel God's legacy, guarded by the Qian family for millennia.
Fuming, Qianxunji stormed out of the Elders' Hall to his own quarters, smashing objects to vent his rage. A secret guard appeared, kneeling on one knee, holding a sealed letter. "Your Holiness, our scouts found a lone 100,000-year soul beast and another suspected 100,000-year soul beast in human form. Please advise."
Qianxunji snatched the letter, tore it open, and read closely. As Pope of Spirit Hall, he had no soul bones, scorning weaker ones. Though his soul rings were complete, hunting a 100,000-year soul beast for its bone was tempting. His father would never share the Angel God's inherited soul bones.
"A 100,000-year Soft Bone Rabbit?" he muttered. "Such a weak soul beast reached that level? It'll make a fine soul bone. But the core of the Star Dou Great Forest is tricky."
Qianxunji rubbed his temples. Hunting in the Star Dou Great Forest was no easy task. He'd need all his forces. Those elders, loyal in name only, made things harder. The letter mentioned a suspected 100,000-year soul beast in human form, but its whereabouts were unknown. Furious, his soul power flared, reducing the letter to ashes. With few trusted allies, he ordered the guard, "Track that 100,000-year Soft Bone Rabbit in the Star Dou Great Forest. I'll lead a team to hunt it. Also, send spies to find the human-form soul beast's exact location. No mistakes!"
"Yes, Your Holiness!" The guard bowed and vanished into the shadows.
Qianxunji's mood lifted. *Father, if you won't support me or share the Qian family's soul bones, I'll hunt my own 100,000-year soul beast. I'll become the strongest Titled Douluo on the continent!*
He recalled his father's words. The Angel God foretold a god in the next Qian generation, and Qian Daoliu urged him to find a gifted female soul master to continue their bloodline. Qianxunji pulled a secret medicine from his storage soul guide—a transparent glass bottle with pink liquid glinting eerily. A sinister smile crept across his face, tainting the angelic glow of his martial spirit.
The secret medicine, found by his guards in an ancient ruin, could paralyze a Titled Douluo and cloud their mind. Qianxunji had long coveted his disciple, Bibi Dong. *Why let that useless Yu Xiaogang have her? She should serve the Qian family.*
"Bibi Dong," he murmured. "I've raised you for years. It's time you gave back to Spirit Hall."
He tucked away the medicine and barked at his trusted guard. "Summon Saintess Bibi Dong to the Pope's Palace. Tell her it's urgent. Oh, and clean this place up. Have the kitchen prepare wine and food. Today's a good day."
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In the Holy Maiden's Hall of Wuhun City, a woman identical to Bibi Dong leaned against her bed, gazing at the full moon. She was Blood Butterfly, Bibi Dong's adopted confidante.
After the Fallen slaughtered her family and village, she lost her name. Once a lively, innocent girl, she watched her world burn as the Fallen drained blood and ripped souls from familiar faces, laughing wickedly. She nearly died with her parents.
In her darkest moment, Bibi Dong descended, radiant with angelic glory. Blood Butterfly never forgot her furious words: "Damn Fallen! What are lives to you? Answer me!"
The Fallen, fearless and thrilled, shouted, "Why's Spirit Hall so fast? Kill her! I want her head for my collection!"
Young and fiery, Bibi Dong, the Holy Maiden, fought back. Protected by Spirit Hall, she slew every Fallen soul master single-handedly.
While clearing the battlefield, Bibi Dong found a blood-soaked girl. Gently, she said, "It's okay, child. You're safe. I'm sorry we were late."
That night, Blood Butterfly found hope and a reason to live. She vowed to grow strong and destroy all Fallen soul masters alongside Bibi Dong.
At seven, she awakened her martial spirit—a level 7 innate spirit power, mutated into a blood-red Hell Butterfly, likely from her trauma. Bibi Dong took her in as a sister, and she chose the name Blood Butterfly.
Though Bibi Dong saw her as a sister, Blood Butterfly viewed herself as her secret guard. When Bibi Dong and Yu Xiaogang parted, Blood Butterfly saw her sister throw herself into training, hiding her tears. But when Yu Xiaogang's message arrived, Bibi Dong's radiant smile was unlike anything Blood Butterfly had seen.
To help Bibi Dong meet her love, Blood Butterfly used soul bones from her sixth soul ring hunt to disguise herself as Bibi Dong. She longed for someone to rely on, but her childhood left her shy and insecure.
Lately, Qianxunji, Bibi Dong's master, summoned her too often. Blood Butterfly, posing as Bibi Dong, felt uneasy under his gaze—his eyes held a strange, repulsive glint. She brushed it off as her imagination, blaming his role as her master. But a growing panic warned her of coming danger.
"Sister Dong'er," she whispered, "have you found your love? I hope it goes well this time. Please, no surprises."
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