Douluo; Zhongli Adventures in Mortal World with Paimon

"Where are the spirit rings?"

Bibi Dong instinctively asked, her beautiful eyes filled with confusion and doubt.

For a 100,000-year-old soul beast, the most precious thing was undoubtedly its spirit ring.

As for 100,000-year-old spirit bones, they were slightly less significant in comparison.

Since the Titan Giant Ape and Azure Bull Python had already been hunted, where were their spirit rings?

Although Bibi Dong's question was softly spoken, the three present heard it clearly.

Zhongli appeared deep in thought and looked at "Xue Qinghe" with some surprise.

It seemed she was still rather trustworthy and had not reported that particular matter.

If she had reported it, Bibi Dong would not have come here in person.

"The Titan Giant Ape and Azure Bull Python's attributes did not align with Paimon. Their spirit rings dissipated with the wind."

Zhongli spoke expressionlessly.

This statement carried a mix of truth and falsehood, yet it was true that no one had absorbed the rings of the two beast kings—they had indeed dissipated.

Upon hearing this, the faint smile on Bibi Dong's lips froze, then disappeared altogether, her expression darkening.

Between her arched eyebrows, an incredulous look emerged.

Good. Dissipated with the wind, you say!

Those were 100,000-year-old spirit rings!

Lord Martial God—so extravagant?

Wait, he managed to... he was actually capable of single-handedly killing two 100,000-year-old soul beasts!

At that moment, Bibi Dong's eyes widened in shock, her lips slightly parted, as though she wanted to say something but couldn't get the words out.

"When I was obtaining my sixth spirit ring, I coincidentally encountered the Titan Giant Ape and Azure Bull Python. In a life-and-death moment, it was the guest official who saved me."

As "Xue Qinghe" said this, her tone was exceedingly gentle, but speaking these words with Xue Qinghe's face felt incredibly awkward no matter how one heard it.

"You..."

Bibi Dong instinctively glanced at "Xue Qinghe," her expression dark as coal!

This kind of incident—this girl actually didn't report it!

"What do you mean, 'you'?"

"All I know is that when I was on the brink of death, you were still thinking about that pretty boy!"

"Xue Qinghe" spoke disdainfully, her gaze lacking the slightest respect for Bibi Dong.

In her memory, Bibi Dong had never cared for her and even deeply resented her.

Since that was the case, why should she care about this woman? To prove herself?

Qian Renxue decided she would no longer be foolish.

This life, she would live for herself, for her grandfather, and for Zhongli...

Bibi Dong, seething with anger, instinctively raised her hand to slap "Xue Qinghe." But halfway through, she hesitated, then withdrew her hand.

The last time in the Seven Treasure Hotel, in the same private room, she had wanted to slap Qian Renxue, but Zhongli had stopped her.

This time, Zhongli seemed to have no intention of intervening!

Bibi Dong understood that if she struck now, the mother-daughter relationship would be beyond repair.

After calming herself, Bibi Dong chose to ignore her. In other words: out of sight, out of mind.

Standing up, Bibi Dong bowed to Zhongli and said respectfully, "Thank you, Lord Martial Doulou!"

"Who asked you to thank him for me?"

Ignoring Qian Renxue's outburst, Bibi Dong continued, "If there is ever a request, I will do my utmost to fulfill it!"

"Hmph, hypocrite!"

"Whatever you can do, my grandfather can do better, far better!"

"If the guest official has any matters beyond my handling, my grandfather will certainly manage them!"

"Xue Qinghe" crossed her arms and sneered disdainfully.

This woman had the audacity to thank Zhongli on her behalf?

Did she think her bow and promise were worth much?

A faint vein popped on Bibi Dong's forehead, but she forcibly suppressed her frustration.

Some things... your decrepit grandfather might not be able to accomplish!

But I, Bibi Dong, can go to any lengths to achieve them!

Raising his hand, Zhongli made a slight gesture, as if supporting her in the air, and helped Bibi Dong to her feet.

"As a guest office of the Crown Prince, this was my duty. There is no need for such gratitude, Your Holiness."

Zhongli spoke slowly and deliberately.

After he sat back down, the group fell into silence.

Since both the Azure Bull Python and the Titan Giant Ape had been slain by Zhongli, Bibi Dong's purpose for this trip was declared a failure.

Even if the 100,000-year-old Soft Bone Rabbit was still around, she couldn't cooperate with Zhongli.

Unless there was a spirit ring suited to Paimon's attribute...

Space-type, was it? No wonder she never had a spirit ring.

Zhongli truly was a resolute person. It was no coincidence he had cultivated to Rank 99.

Quality over quantity.

"Lord Martial God, I will have the search teams keep an eye out for any 100,000-year-old space-type soul beasts. I hope that next time, we can have an opportunity to work together," Bibi Dong said with a calm and indifferent tone, betraying no disappointment on the surface.

But deep inside, she knew full well—those spirit rings of the Titan Giant Ape and the Azure Bull Python had been reserved for her!

Could she blame Zhongli for killing them?

No, not only could she not blame him, she had to feel grateful!

Zhongli: "..."

He truly didn't need spirit rings... and Paimon even less so.

A 100,000-year-old space-type soul beast—if such a creature didn't want to be discovered by humans, not even Titled Douluo could locate it.

Let alone a search team.

After a while, Bibi Dong took her leave early.

After settling the bill and stepping out of the Seven Treasure Hotel, she murmured, "For someone with a romantic mind, I must admit your taste is much better than mine."

"But still..."

Suddenly, something seemed to occur to her, and she trembled.

Right now, their age difference was significant, but what about after becoming gods?

In this world, gods existed—Bibi Dong knew this better than anyone.

With Zhongli's talent, becoming a god was almost guaranteed.

But once he became a god, what would happen to Xue'er?

Currently, Qian Renxue had not yet begun the Angelic Nine Trials, so Bibi Dong had no knowledge of her situation—this was perfectly normal.

As the inheritor of the Rakshasa God, Bibi Dong had no barriers to godhood if she followed her path step by step.

"???"

"Once I become a god, I can assist Xue'er."

What Bibi Dong didn't know was that although she attained her god test two decades earlier, Qian Renxue would actually became god before her!

After a while, Bibi Dong shook her head, dismissing her thoughts.

"Tonight, Heaven Dou City seems particularly lively," she remarked with a slight smile, sensing something in the air before disappearing.

Such excitement wasn't for her—she had follow-up matters regarding Yu Xiaogang to handle instead.

The task was extensive, and retrieving everything Yu Xiaogang had published over the years would not be easy in the short term.

Fortunately, most people cooperated well with the Spirit Hall's work, making the process relatively smooth.

After Bibi Dong left, "Xue Qinghe," Zhongli, and Paimon didn't linger long in the Seven Treasure Hotel either. They exchanged a few words before parting ways.

Thanks to the hotel's top-notch soundproofing, no one outside had any idea that Bibi Dong and "Xue Qinghe" had nearly come to blows.

Otherwise, "Xue Qinghe's" identity might have been exposed.

Back at Zhongli's residence, after ensuring Paimon was "peacefully" asleep, Zhongli's figure vanished without a trace.

Tonight's grand drama promised to be intense and possibly messy. Paimon, as she was, was better off not witnessing it.