Douluo Continent: The creation of Jixia Academy made Bibi Dong drool with envy.

Chapter 81 Jixia Spirit Hall Clashes Head-on!

The bloodshed and slaughter in the valley could not stop the tide of the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament, which continued to roll toward its predetermined destination—Wuhun City.

The bodies of those five Spirit Hall Title Douluos are still warm, and they may not even have been collected by their colleagues yet.

But the journey of the competition was not delayed for even a day.

It was as if the fall of a top expert, an event that could shake the entire continent, was nothing more than a trivial episode in the journey.

Of course, this is only a superficial calm.

Secretly, a turbulent undercurrent of danger was already brewing!
Wuhun Temple.

Deep within the Papal Palace.

Bibi Dong's once incomparably beautiful face, now twisted and grotesque with extreme anger and resentment, was hidden behind twelve layers of beaded curtains, exuding a chilling aura.

Five titled Douluo.

This also included her most trusted right-hand men, Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan and Ghost Douluo Gui Mei.

It just so happened... that it perished quietly in that obscure valley.

He was killed by the three instructors from Jixia Academy.

This news was like five red-hot irons, burning deeply into Bibi Dong's heart.

It caused her immense pain and drove her... completely insane.

"Jixia Academy... Yan Boshan... Zhuge Liang... Sima Yi... Zhuang Zhou..."

She repeated those names over and over again, her voice thick with venom, each word laced with deep-seated hatred.

she knows.

The strength of Jixia Academy far exceeded her expectations.

Each of those three mentors possessed terrifying strength that was no less than, and in some cases even surpassed, that of an ordinary Title Douluo.

Not to mention the mysterious Dean Yan Boshan, who never showed his face but was able to kill Yu Yuanzhen with a single finger.

Head-to-head?
With the Spirit Hall's current strength, perhaps... they still have a chance of winning.

But what's the cost?

She has worked hard for so many years to build up the Spirit Hall to its current prosperity.

Are we really going to suffer heavy losses, or even... mutual destruction, for the sake of a mere Jixia Academy, allowing other forces to reap the benefits?!
No, she is not reconciled!

However, she would never swallow this humiliation and this deep-seated hatred!

"Since you dared to kill my elders and damage my foundation!"

Bibi Dong's eyes flashed with a morbid madness and paranoia.

"Then I, the Emperor, will have all the geniuses of the entire continent... buried with them!"

A vicious and insane thought began to take root in her mind.

The All-Continent Elite Tournament of Advanced Soul Master Academies.

All the participating teams, all the future geniuses.

She wanted them all to stay in Martial Soul City, and none of them would leave alive!

She wanted to use the blood of the entire younger generation of the continent to commemorate her deceased elder.

To wash away the shame that her Spirit Hall suffered.

Of course, although Bibi Dong has fallen to the brink of madness, she has not completely lost her mind.

She knew that if she were to act rashly now and target all the participating academy teams, those academies that were already wary and dissatisfied with the Spirit Hall, along with the forces behind them, would inevitably unite to resist.

Even if she manages to annihilate all of them, the Spirit Hall will inevitably pay an extremely heavy price.

It might even... shake the very foundations of its rule.

This is not in her best interest.

and so…

“Hehe…hehehe…”

Bibi Dong let out a chilling, eerie laugh.

"I'll let you live a few more days."

"Wait until the finals!"

"When everyone lowers their guard and thinks they can safely share the spoils of victory!"

"I will personally take action and crush you so-called geniuses one by one!" "I will make the entire continent tremble and despair beneath my feet!"

She wanted to tear off the mask completely at the most anticipated moment, in the most cruel and bloody way.

To declare to the whole world—

Those who follow me will prosper, and those who go against me will perish.

The authority of the Spirit Hall cannot be challenged!

however.

But she didn't know.

Her supposedly secret, insane and malicious schemes had already been seen through by another pair of eyes far away at the Jixia Academy.

Yan Boshan sat upright in the quiet room, and in the void in front of him floated a water mirror formed from the core of the ark.

The water mirror clearly reflected Bibi Dong's face, twisted with anger and resentment, inside the Papal Palace, as well as her mutterings filled with mad killing intent.

"Ha...what a hopeless madwoman."

Yan Boshan looked at the scene in the water mirror, a cold look of disgust on his face.

Originally, he didn't have much ill will towards the characters and plot of this world, and he was too lazy to interfere with their fates.

Whether it's Tang San, Yu Xiaogang, or Bibi Dong, in his eyes they are nothing more than tiny specks of dust in the process of this world's evolution.

He even once thought that Bibi Dong, this woman, was ruthless.

But he is also an ambitious and capable ruthless figure; if he could be used for one's own purposes, he would certainly be a useful pawn.
but now……

This crazy woman actually... set her sights on his Jixia Academy?!

They even want to sweep all the participating teams in one fell swoop?!

It's simply asking for death.

A chilling killing intent slowly rose from Yan Boshan's heart.

He, Yan Boshan, could tolerate the provocations of ants and ignore the performances of clowns.

But he would not tolerate anyone threatening his plans or the future of his Jixia Academy.

In particular, it threatens his grand blueprint for rebuilding the continent of kings.

"Bibi Dong, oh Bibi Dong..."

Yan Boshan gently tapped the armrest, his eyes gleaming with a light as cold as ice.

"Since you're so eager to die... then I'll grant your wish!"

"I'll use your life, your luck, and everything about your so-called Martial Soul Empire..."

"Come and be the last piece of the map that allows my King's Continent to reappear in the world!"

A grander, more ruthless plan had already taken shape in Yan Boshan's mind.

He wanted to make this arrogant Pope of the Spirit Hall the cornerstone for his arrival in the new world.

Wuhun City.

This magnificent capital city, which symbolizes the highest honor of soul masters across the entire Douluo Continent and represents the supreme authority of the Spirit Hall, is currently immersed in an eerie tranquility.

From two great empires.

In addition, dozens of top-tier advanced soul master academies from within the Spirit Hall's own sphere of influence have all arrived.

Young Soul Masters strolled in twos and threes along the wide, clean streets, curiously observing this city, which was completely different in style from Heaven Dou City and Star Luo City.

The buildings here are mostly white and gold, exuding an atmosphere of holiness and solemnity.

Along both sides of the street, Spirit Hall knights could be seen patrolling everywhere. They were dressed in uniform armor, with solemn expressions and no smiles.

It created a solemn and oppressive atmosphere throughout the city.

All the teams that came to participate were on edge.

Those academies that were not affiliated with the Spirit Hall were especially insecure.

They were afraid that the Spirit Hall would be enraged by the previous failed ambush and would try to harm them again!

After all, this is the Spirit Hall's stronghold, and Pope Bibi Dong's territory.

Here, it would be incredibly easy for them to do whatever they wanted.

However, to everyone's surprise...

(End of this chapter)