"Tang Hao?"
Hearing the name of this scapegoat, Bi Bi Dong frowned slightly, then nodded with sudden understanding.
"He would indeed be a significant hidden danger. Removing him won't be easy. I heard Qian Daoliu personally took action to hunt him down but still failed to capture him. But even if he's good at escaping, with just him alone, he shouldn't be able to cause much trouble, right?"
Bi Bi Dong looked curiously at Ye Tian.
"..."
Ye Tian fell silent for a moment.
He really wanted to know the details of Qian Daoliu's pursuit of Tang Hao. Was it because Qian Daoliu felt guilty and his thoughts were unsettled, or because he held onto old sentiments for Tang Chen and didn't strike to kill? Or was it truly that he couldn't kill him?
To ordinary people, the answer to this question might seem trivial.
But Ye Tian needed the truth of this matter. Only then could he further judge what he might face in the future.
"What? Did I say something wrong?"
Bi Bi Dong frowned, the Jade Dew on her face having completely dissipated into white mist.
The thick fog enveloped Ye Tian and the others, seemingly trapping them in a relatively enclosed space, which filled Bi Bi Dong with a sense of security and comfort.
Ye Tian shook his head.
"Not exactly wrong. Tang Hao currently indeed can't cause major waves."
Then he shifted the topic.
"But while there may be no major waves, he can keep stirring up small waves in the Soul Master Realm, annoying quite a few people."
"After all, the Clear Sky School has now Sealed Mountain and Closed Sect. This might actually make Tang Hao feel less restrained and burdened. The hatred for his father's and wife's deaths will surely drive him mad, making him act without restraint."
"..."
After listening to Ye Tian's analysis, Bi Bi Dong finally fully understood.
"You mean... Tang Hao will act like a rabid dog, biting anyone from Spirit Hall he sees? Like Spirit Hall branch temples, for instance?"
"Exactly."
Ye Tian nodded.
"But even Qian Daoliu couldn't capture him. Dealing with him probably won't be easy and will come at considerable cost, which is also unfavorable for me."
Bi Bi Dong frowned deeply, feeling somewhat troubled.
Seeing Ye Tian's calm demeanor, she propped herself up on the soft bed with her hands, her buttocks rubbing against the sheets as she moved closer to Ye Tian. Like a curious child, she pressed her chest against Ye Tian's side, nudged her nose, and asked, "Since you brought it up and look so composed, you must already have a plan, right? Tell me about it."
"Uh..."
Ye Tian subtly glanced at Bi Bi Dong's nearly completely exposed legs. It was obvious at a glance that she wasn't even wearing pants.
A hint of warmth rose to his face as he spoke softly, somewhat uncomfortably:
"Spirit Hall and the Clear Sky School have been at war for so many days; there must be some prisoners, right? Keeping them around is just a waste of food. Why not use them as bargaining chips to restrain Tang Hao?"
"!!!"
A gleam flashed in Bi Bi Dong's eyes. Overjoyed, she looked at Ye Tian, her eyes narrowing into crescent moons like an admirer. She wrapped her arms around Ye Tian's arm, giggling coquettishly:
"You little rascal, full of clever ideas indeed! Asking you wasn't in vain!"
"Heh, just a bit of minor cleverness."
Ye Tian could clearly feel his arm sinking into her embrace. This was far more enticing than the childish antics of Jin Yue'er or Qian Renxue—it was like soaking in a constantly rippling hot spring...
"That little cleverness is precisely what I need! No time to waste, I'll issue the order immediately to avoid further complications."
When it came to serious matters, Bi Bi Dong remained decisive and efficient. She immediately released Ye Tian, got up directly from the bed, and jumped down. As her skirt fluttered, Ye Tian's eyes went slightly wide, catching a glimpse of soft, warm fairness that had brought warmth to the bedsheet.
Tap, tap, tap.
Bi Bi Dong hurried out of the room barefoot, leaving Ye Tian alone on the bed.
"Perhaps I can ask Xue Er about the details of Qian Daoliu's pursuit of Tang Hao?" Ye Tian murmured, watching Bi Bi Dong's retreating figure.
This matter was truly important!
Bang!
Hu Liena's door was pushed open directly.
Bi Bi Dong stood in the pink room, her feet on a high-quality fox-fur woven carpet, with fox dolls hanging from the beams and scattered across the sofa.
Love me, love my dog.
Hu Liena had even modeled her room's decor after Ye Tian's, turning it into a simulated cultivation environment.
At that moment,
Hu Liena was sitting cross-legged inside a huge, hollowed-out plush fox doll lying in the center of the room, immersing herself in the fox's perspective as she stared in surprise at Bi Bi Dong, who had barged in.
Her first thought was:
Why was Bi Bi Dong dressed so lightly and so provocatively?
Hadn't her senior brother always said since childhood that he disliked promiscuity? Wouldn't he feel uncomfortable and restless being with the teacher?
These thoughts flashed through her mind in an instant.
Hu Liena quickly snapped back to reality, leaped out from the back of the plush fox, and hurried forward to bow.
"Nana greets the teacher!"
"Mmm."
Bi Bi Dong nodded slightly, directly taking out her Saintess token and tossing it to Hu Liena.
"Go to the Papal Hall and handle something for me."
"Ah? What is it?"
Hu Liena held the Saintess token, momentarily stunned.
She had only recently awakened her Martial Soul and was merely a Soul Master—what could she possibly do for Bi Bi Dong? At most, she could cook or handle household chores.
She had initially thought Bi Bi Dong was hungry.
Bi Bi Dong cleared her throat.
"It's just a simple message delivery task. You only need to remember every word I say next and relay it to Elder Chrysanthemum. Understood?"
"Yes, yes."
Hu Liena nodded repeatedly. Such a task was naturally no problem for her.
"Then remember this..."
Bi Bi Dong nodded in satisfaction, coldly uttering the words: "Due to Tang Hao of the Clear Sky School repeatedly provoking and attacking members of our Spirit Hall, from this moment onward, whenever any member of the Spirit Hall is inexplicably attacked, the Spirit Hall will, based on the specific casualties, take the lives of Clear Sky School captives—one life for one life—to give an explanation to the families of the injured!"
"..."
Hu Liena silently memorized everything Bi Bi Dong said and nodded slightly.
"Teacher, Nana has remembered!"
"Good, then go."
Bi Bi Dong sneered coldly. Tang Hao certainly didn't have the time to repeatedly attack the Spirit Hall now, but issuing an order as Ye Tian suggested might make people think she was afraid or wary of Tang Hao. With this modification, it now made Tang Hao appear as a ruthless murderer!
Soon,
Hu Liena left Wisteria Residence and hurried toward the Papal Hall.
Bi Bi Dong, meanwhile, returned to the room and climbed back into bed.
...
As for the order from Bi Bi Dong, the future Pope, Chrysanthemum Douluo executed it flawlessly.
He received the command in the morning,
and by lunchtime, it had already been disseminated to all major cities.
It spread in layers, step by step.
At that moment,
In an unfamiliar small town, a blacksmith wearing a bamboo hat, bare-chested and with an unkempt beard, sat in a tavern, inquiring about the latest news in the Soul Master Realm.
In the bamboo basket on his back were hammers and various cheap metals.
There was even a baby with a flushed face inside,
Looking as if drunk, appearing dazed and confused.
The burly man had no choice,
He was alone, and only this method could keep the child quiet.
Even though the child seemed to be mute—
Not crying or fussing—what if something happened?
Suddenly,
Upon hearing something, the blacksmith's sturdy body trembled uncontrollably.
Crack!
The wine pot in his hand shattered. The frightened Soul Master beside him had no time to curse before, under the gaze of the blacksmith's raised eyes, he let out a terrified scream.
"Ah—!"
With a single cry,
The young man, who was merely a Soul Master, rolled his eyes, foamed at the mouth, and collapsed to the ground.
Strangely,
The entire tavern fell into an eerie silence. Everyone trembled, their faces filled with terror as they stared at the blacksmith wearing the bamboo hat.
A terrifying killing intent enveloped the entire tavern.
No one dared to say another word, only silently watching as the burly man, hunched over, slowly left with that overwhelming killing aura.
They could not see the blacksmith's face, but they could see the murky tears falling from the sky.
A quarter of an hour later,
From the dense forest outside the city, heart-wrenching, piercing cries echoed.
"Father—!!!"
The blacksmith, carrying the bamboo basket, roared at the sky and knelt straight down.
Tears blurred his vision, soaking his beard.
His bloodshot eyes were filled with hatred.
"Father—!"
"It is your son's unfilialness, it is Hao's incompetence, Father!!!"
Yes,
This blacksmith was none other than Tang Hao in disguise.
He had been hunted for nearly half a month and had stayed in the Star Dou Great Forest for the same duration, completely unaware of the news outside.
After escaping the pursuit, he hid for a long time to recover before daring to venture out and gather information.
But he never expected
To be met with such a thunderbolt from the blue!
His father, Tang Zhen, the sect master of the Clear Sky School, a ninety-five-level Titled Douluo,
Had been publicly beheaded by Qian Xunji's disciple!
His body left incomplete!
"Father! It was Hao who harmed you, it was Hao who harmed the sect!"
"Father—Hao has failed you!"
"Hao regrets it!"
Tang Hao knelt on the ground, weeping bitterly. The child in the bamboo basket remained drunkenly flushed.
His heart filled with hatred and regret,
Perhaps he should never have united with A Yin, never played so many tricks. Perhaps he should have imprisoned her along with his brother the moment he discovered her true identity.
That way, his father would still be proud of him.
Even without the sacrifice, he would still have become the Clear Sky Douluo with a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring. He would not have been expelled from the sect, his father would not have died with an incomplete body, and the sect would not have suffered such a calamity!
All the mistakes, it seemed, stemmed from A Yin!
How could he not regret it?!
Tang Hao's head slammed heavily onto the ground. Blood flowed down his cheeks, gradually twisting his sorrowful face into a ferocious expression, like a beast catching the scent of blood, his killing intent surging!
"Father—!"
"May your spirit in heaven watch, watch as Hao slowly seeks vengeance for you and for the sect!"
"Spirit Hall, Bi Bi Dong!"
"I, Tang Hao, swear that if I do not avenge this hatred, I am not human!!!"
His furious roar echoed through heaven and earth.
Two lines of bloody tears slid down his cheeks as Tang Hao's figure vanished from the spot.
Standing atop a tree branch, his blood-red eyes fixed on the direction of the Spirit Hall branch in the city.
"Pfft—!"
Overwhelmed by grief, Tang Hao's internal injuries flared up, and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.
Trembling all over, he opened his bloodstained mouth and cried out in madness:
"Kill! Kill!!"