vrcanaries Chapter 198 Chapter 198
Chapter 198 Chapter 198
"Sect Master Ning, I thought that the person who could inherit my ideals and mantle might not necessarily be related to me by blood."
Tang San has half human blood, and he grew up in human society since childhood, so he is destined to be unable to fully understand spirit beasts.
I can't understand it, and I can't even talk about feeling it.
If you choose to train Tang San, it will most likely make Tang San torn between humans and spirit beasts.
In comparison, Xiao Wu is more suitable than Tang San.
Mi Tang took it for granted, but in Ning Fengzhi's eyes, she looked like an alien.
Which soul master would teach a self-created soul skill that he has spent his whole life pondering to a stranger who is not related by blood?
Which soul master would devote his whole life to making a wedding dress for a stranger's descendant?
The "secret skills" revealed by Mi Tang can obviously allow her and her descendants to enjoy endless glory and wealth, making all the soul masters in the soul master world willing to work for her. But the result - she said that her mantle will be inherited by Xiao Wu?In theory, it’s good to have a son who can’t make money?
Ning Fengzhi didn't say these words, but his expression said it all.
Mi Tang wanted to know more about the absorption process and actual effects of Ning Fengzhi's eighth soul ring. Ning Fengzhi cooperated and explained it in detail.
We just talked for a short time——
Mi Tang looked towards the door.
"What kind of wind is blowing today? Distinguished guests come one after another."
Ning Fengzhi followed the sound and was slightly surprised when he saw who it was.
"Your Majesty the Pope."
The person coming was none other than Bibi Dong.
Wuhun Palace and Qibao Glazed Sect have not yet broken up with each other. As the leader of Qibao Glazed Sect, Ning Fengzhi can also treat Bibi Dong with courtesy.
"Hello, Sect Master Ning."
Her beautiful eyes swept over Ning Fengzhi, seeing through his strength at a glance, and she gave a meaningful smile.
"Long time no see, Sect Leader Ning's strength has improved again. Congratulations."
"His Majesty the Pope also came to see His Majesty Qixiu?"
Bibi Dong didn't want to say more: "Let's talk about something."
"In that case, I won't disturb you two, Your Majesty."
Ning Fengzhi left with Bone Douluo, and Bibi Dong locked eyes with Mi Tang.
"Tang Hao isn't here?"
Mi Tang uses a round fan to cover her face.
"He went out to buy something for his precious daughter. He won't be back for a while."
"You are brave enough to stay alone."
"His Majesty the Pope, please do not underestimate my strength. I rely on men for everything. My body has long since gone cold."
Even with a belly that is several months old, it is still no problem to counter-kill Bibi Dong whose strength is limited.
Bibi Dong doesn't beat around the bush either.
"Is there any reply from Tang Chen?"
"The men in the Haotian Sect are all easy to fool, and Tang Chen, this old... senior, is no exception."
The corner of Bibi Dong's mouth twitched.
If the men of the Haotian Sect heard this, they would beat her to death, right?
"Ning Fengzhi's Qibao Glazed Pagoda martial spirit is destined to only have seven spirit rings, but now he is a Contra. Is it your fault?"
Mi Tang smiled and fought back.
"Oh, so the Tiandou Crown Prince Xue Qinghe is indeed your daughter in disguise."
Among the people present that day, only Xue Qinghe could possibly leak the secret.
Bibi Dong: "..."
Mi Tang said meaningfully: "The daughter of the current pope has become the crown prince of Tiandou. Tsk tsk. I heard that Tiandou's original prince died under strange circumstances. Emperor Xue Ye's talented son also died early, leaving only 'Xue Qinghe' With the incompetent Fourth Prince, the avalanche. The Wuhun Palace can operate well, but 'Xue Qinghe' is a bit unlucky. Once this news is leaked, the Wuhun Palace will be in trouble."
Bibi Dong's face darkened.
"Would you do that?"
The exposure of Qian Renxue's identity meant that Wuhun Palace's biggest handle also fell into Mi Tang's hands.
"I will if necessary."
But she didn't pursue the victory, nor did she use this excuse to threaten Bibi Dong. Instead, she talked about another matter.
"In order to convince Senior Tang Chen, I, the peacemaker, have spent a lot of time talking. Has His Majesty the Pope not expressed anything?"
Bibi Dong's eyelids twitched.
"what would you like?"
Mi Tang pointed at himself: "His Majesty the Pope, does he still remember my identity? From the standpoint of my soul beast, I naturally hope that the human world will be as chaotic as possible. It would be best for the major sects to fight against each other and destroy the entire soul. There will be no peace in the division world, don’t you think?”
"Then?"
Mi Tang spread his hands: "However, humans are about to have a Shura god Tang Chen. You, the Rakshasa god, are still on the road of hard work. Your daughter inherits the Seraphim martial spirit and your talent. She may not be able to go to the sky. The road to level [-]—the soul beast side is not very optimistic.”
Bibi Dong didn't want to beat around the bush and asked her what her purpose was.
"One of the soul rings of your second martial soul comes from the 10-year-old Silky Bone Rabbit, right?"
"Yes."
Mi Tang said: "I want her to be resurrected."
Bibi Dong sneered: "She has become my soul ring and soul bone, how can I bring her back to life?"
Mi Tang put a fan on her face and signaled Bibi Dong to come over.
Bibi Dong: "..."
Finally, he bent slightly closer and the two of them whispered several words.
Mi Tang blinked at her: "...Actually, the gods in the divine world are no different from humans. They also have struggles and turmoil. They must unite and make alliances to deal with the outside world. They still have to rely on their fists to speak. If you resurrect that Silky Bone Rabbit, it is equivalent to giving yourself We've got more manpower here..."
Bibi Dong was doubtful.
But she was even more suspicious of Mi Tang's motives.
Why does it have to be the soft-bone rabbit?
The ninth soul ring of her first martial soul, the 10-year-old Death Spider Emperor, is even more powerful.
"His Majesty the Pope, when you first came back, did you see two children, a boy and a girl, at the door?"
Bibi Dong didn't know why: "I saw it."
"That boy you have seen is my child in this world. The girl's name is Xiao Wu, and she is my chosen descendant."
Bibi Dong used his eyes to signal her to speak directly.
"How did Xiao Wu react when he saw you?"
"That child seems to be afraid of me, and is vaguely hostile..."
After saying that, Bibi Dong's face turned several shades darker.
Before the guess could pop up in her mind, Mi Tang announced the answer.
"Xiao Wu's relatives and friends entrusted me to take good care of Xiao Wu, and I also intend to train her as an heir. I guess His Majesty the Pope has also guessed that Xiao Wu is actually a 10-year-old soul beast like me, and her mother is also you The 10-year-old soft-bone rabbit that was hunted back then.”
Bibi Dong's eyes flashed, and his aura suddenly changed.
At this moment, an unprecedentedly powerful aura locked her completely, imprisoning her in place, unable to move.
A tall figure shrouded in scarlet robes walked out from under the flower vine shelf.
With every step he took, the pressure increased sharply, and a wisp of cold sweat fell on Bibi Dong's forehead.
Mitang stretched out her paw and waved it with a bright smile.
"Mr. Tang...senior, good afternoon."
The visitor was none other than Tang Chen, who had just arrived not long ago.
Hidden under his hood, he had a cold face.
"Why isn't Hao'er with you?"
Facing the Pope of Wuhun Palace and the successor of Rakshasa God alone, he became timid.
"With senior here, what should I be afraid of?"
Tang Chen put his hands behind his back and refused to listen to her sweet words.
He's here to do business this time.
Mi Tang wrote to him saying that Wuhun Palace hoped to reach a temporary reconciliation with Haotian Sect. Tang Chen's first reaction was to sneer and laugh at her whims.
As the analysis of the letter went further, Tang Chen felt shaken.
Passing by Bibi Dong, he glanced coldly at the successor of the Rakshasa God.
Just when the former thought he would take action, Tang Chen said something.
"Come in and talk."
Bibi Dong was stunned.
Mi Tang used a fan to cover the fox-like smile on her lips.
"His Majesty the Pope, you are still too young."