CHAPTER 303: CHAPTER 303: THE DARK HOUR OF ZHU ZHUQING IN THE SPOTLIGHT

Over the next few days, the Spirit Hall began conducting a massive search across Heaven Dou City, inspecting all the inns and hotels.

Due to the Soul Master Tournament, nearly every room was already booked.

Spirit Hall’s sweeping actions stirred widespread dissatisfaction.

But there was nothing anyone could do—Spirit Hall was determined to find their Pope.

Protests meant nothing.

At this time, Bibi Dong was indeed residing in a hotel, using the identity of Zi Ji.

After hearing about Spirit Hall’s operations, she immediately summoned Zi Ji.

Zi Ji entered the room with a disgruntled expression.

"We don’t have anything to do with each other. Why are you calling me? I’ve got important things to do!"

Zi Ji plopped onto the sofa with Long Long in her arms.

Long Long looked at Bibi Dong curiously.

Bibi Dong folded her arms and said coldly, "Spirit Hall is hunting for me. You have to help. I don’t want them to find me!"

Zi Ji froze for a moment, then snapped, "You’re the Pope of Spirit Hall, and you’re saying this crap? Did a donkey kick your brain?!"

Bibi Dong’s expression darkened, and she snorted, "I don’t understand what you’re talking about. Either way, I’m not going back to Spirit Hall! I want to start a new life!"

Even though she hadn’t regained her memory, she could vaguely feel it—

The memories of her past were full of pain. She had no desire to retrieve them.

"Then go find yourself a man and get married or something! Just don’t bother us anymore." Zi Ji rolled her eyes, completely out of patience.

"You...!!"

Bibi Dong was fuming.

She glanced at Long Long in Zi Ji’s arms and said, "I don’t care. You’re going to help me avoid Spirit Hall’s search. And I’m staying in this house. Let me hold Long Long..."

Bibi Dong stepped forward to take Long Long.

Zi Ji immediately backed away, her large eyes filled with suspicion. She moved toward the window and said coldly:

"Don’t you dare touch my nephew! I’m warning you—if you try anything against him, I won’t forgive you!"

"If you really want to avoid the search, it’s simple: leave Heaven Dou City!"

Bibi Dong paused and shook her head. "I won’t leave..."

She still wanted to see Mr. Dan Heng a few more times.

If she left the city, wouldn’t that mean losing the chance to ever see him again?

She refused to do something that stupid!

"This doesn’t work, that doesn’t work... then why don’t you just crawl into the sewers and hide there?!" Zi Ji huffed in frustration.

She cursed her luck inwardly. How did she end up getting stuck with Bibi Dong?!

"You...!!"

Bibi Dong was trembling with anger.

Just as the two were at a standoff, Long Long in Zi Ji’s arms suddenly let out a giggle and looked toward the window.

Zi Ji paused—and then saw a stream of light outside the glass.

In an instant, it burst into the room and took human form—it was the God of Speed.

He looked at Bibi Dong with a puzzled expression, then glanced at Zi Ji.

"The new Rakshasa God? Why are you hanging out with a soul beast? Not only did you not kill her... but you’re even—"

Zi Ji’s face turned pale with shock. She raised one hand, which transformed into a dragon claw, and pointed it at the God of Speed.

"Who the hell are you?! So this was your plan, Bibi Dong?! You lured me here to kill me?! Fine! Try it if you dare—I’m not afraid of you!"

Zi Ji screamed, but she was full of doubt inside. These two beings were far stronger than her.

If a fight broke out, she’d probably get instantly obliterated.

Bibi Dong rolled her eyes. "I don’t even know him!"

The God of Speed was stunned. He studied Bibi Dong carefully. "You... you’ve lost your memory?"

Bibi Dong stared at him coldly but didn’t answer.

A gleam flashed in the God of Speed’s eyes.

They had made a deal with Bibi Dong before—asking her to slaughter those soul beasts.

After all, Bibi Dong had become a god but had not yet entered the God Realm, meaning she wasn’t subject to its rules.

So if she killed those soul beasts now, it wouldn’t count as divine interference.

The God Realm could just turn a blind eye.

But for some reason, Bibi Dong had let the soul beasts go!

And now... she had amnesia.

"Rakshasa God, I am a god as well—the God of Speed. I welcome you back to your place among the gods..."

He said with formal seriousness.

Bibi Dong eyed him with suspicion, a feeling of hidden schemes rising within her.

"Rakshasa God, we’re both divine, but I’ve been a god for tens of thousands of years longer than you. If there’s something you desire, I can help—as your senior."

The God of Speed coaxed and prodded gently.

He was trying to manipulate Bibi Dong into killing the soul beasts.

Zi Ji glanced back and forth between them—then suddenly jumped out the window.

CRASH!!!

Glass shattered.

Holding Long Long, she leapt from the room and transformed into a purple light, speeding away.

"Zi Ji...!!!" Bibi Dong gasped.

The God of Speed frowned. Just now, he’d sensed a familiar aura from Long Long...

But the priority now was Bibi Dong.

"Rakshasa God, you’ve just become divine, and your divine power is still very limited. Even here in the Douluo Continent, you can’t act freely—you might even be killed by mortals."

"But I’m different. I’ve been a god for ages. I can help you achieve your wishes. Is there something you desire?"

He continued sweet-talking.

He refused to believe he couldn’t manipulate a woman who’d lost her memories!

Meanwhile, at the Great Spirit Arena, the Soul Master Tournament was underway.

The Lanba Team was currently battling a minor, unknown academy, so they hadn’t needed to send out Zhu Zhuqing.

Zhu Zhuqing and Zhu Zhuyun sat in the stands, watching casually.

Meng Yiran had also come over—their academy was also a strong contender in the tournament.

"Zhuyun, Zhuqing, look—this year’s Soul Master Tournament is getting serious. Even Emperor Xue Ye came in person..."

Meng Yiran sat on the other side of Zhu Zhuqing and pointed toward the main platform in the distance.

The Zhu sisters were indifferent.

They were citizens of the Star Luo Empire, so Emperor Xue Ye meant little to them.

"But what’s really impressive is how many Titled Douluo showed up. Look—Bone Douluo of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan, Poison Douluo, an elder of the Heaven Dou Empire, and even Tang Xiao from the Clear Sky Sect... They’re all our role models."

Meng Yiran spoke with admiration as she listed the stories behind their fame.

This was a common fascination among young soul masters.

But Zhu Zhuqing and Zhu Zhuyun looked bored.

No matter how famous those people were, could they compare to Mr. Dan Heng?

Meng Yiran was surprised at their lack of enthusiasm.

"You two... don’t admire the accomplishments of Titled Douluo? We’re not their disciples. Outside of public events like this, we’d never get to see them in person."

"Even my grandfather can’t get a Titled Douluo to visit our home."

She kept talking, but the Zhu sisters still showed no reaction, making her feel a little awkward.

Are they just that arrogant because they come from the Star Luo royal family?Do they think Titled Douluo aren’t as important as emperors?

"I mean... wait, huh? Bone Douluo is coming over here?"Meng Yiran suddenly gasped.

The Zhu sisters looked over as well—sure enough, Bone Douluo had left the Glazed Tile Clan’s area and was walking directly toward them.

"???"

Everyone was confused.

As he got closer, it became clear that Bone Douluo’s destination was definitely this area.

A teacher from Lanba Academy quickly stepped forward to greet him respectfully.

Meng Yiran whispered, "Your Lanba Academy is amazing... You even have deep ties with Bone Douluo?"

Even she was tempted.

If I were younger, I’d transfer to Lanba Academy in a heartbeat!

Getting connected to a Titled Douluo? That’s worth bragging about for a lifetime!

Bone Douluo gave a small smile and looked straight at Zhu Zhuqing.

"I’m just delivering a message from someone... Zhu Zhuqing, if you run into any trouble, you can come to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan. I’ll personally help you."

With that, he nodded, leaving everyone stunned—and then turned and left.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

A Titled Douluo came over personally to offer help—what kind of identity did Zhu Zhuqing have to warrant this?

Meng Yiran’s jaw dropped as she stared blankly at Zhu Zhuqing.

Wait... is this really the same girl who roomed with me?

Sure, she had great talent and came from the noble Zhu clan of the Star Luo Empire, but even that shouldn’t warrant such treatment from Bone Douluo, right?

Zhu Zhuyun, however, immediately grasped what this meant and felt a surge of jealousy.

"Zhuqing, how... how did you get to know Bone Douluo?"Meng Yiran grabbed Zhu Zhuqing’s arm curiously.

Zhu Zhuqing frowned. "I don’t know him. And I hate what he just did."

Her teacher didn’t like attracting attention.

Yet that damn Bone Douluo had made a show of her in front of everyone.

She instantly grew to detest him.

"Zhuqing, what nonsense are you saying? How could you not—huh? Poison Douluo is here too?! Oh right, we’re seated near the Heaven Dou Royal Academy. He’s probably here for his granddaughter, right?"Meng Yiran speculated aloud.

But moments later, Poison Douluo also stopped in front of Lanba Academy’s spectator section.

The leading teacher quickly stepped up again to greet him.

Poison Douluo waved him off.

"I’m here under the request of a certain person—to ask if Zhu Zhuqing is in any difficulty. And let this be known: whoever dares to cross Zhu Zhuqing shall be an enemy of me, Poison Douluo!"

His cold snort echoed throughout the entire arena.

Everyone turned to look—shocked.

Gasps filled the air.

Poison Douluo finally nodded in satisfaction and left.

Zhu Zhuqing clenched her fists. On her pale forehead, a vein bulged.

In that moment, she hated the God of Speed with all her heart.

But besides the hatred, a wave of anxiety also swept over her.

She remembered what Dan Heng had said when he took her in: that if she reached Soul Emperor within five years, their master-disciple bond would be fulfilled.

And now, because of the God of Speed’s antics, she had become so publicly visible—drawing all eyes to her.

She had become a "problem."

Would this cause Teacher to dislike her?Would he never let her return home again?

Zhu Zhuqing’s face drained of all color.

An intense killing intent surged from her body.

The urge to destroy everything around her bubbled up.

Meng Yiran was about to make another joke, but the sight of Zhu Zhuqing made her freeze.

Even Zhu Zhuyun was stunned—she had never seen Zhu Zhuqing this angry before.

She was being acknowledged by gods and Titled Douluo—most people would be thrilled!

Yet she was furious.

My little sister is completely ungrateful...!

Then, several other Titled Douluo also began making their way toward the Lanba Academy spectator area.

The crowd could no longer gasp or exclaim—they were too stunned.

Everyone stared blankly.

Now, all they could wonder was:Who exactly is this Zhu Zhuqing?Why is she receiving so much attention from Titled Douluo?

"Zhuqing, don’t be rude... They are still Titled Douluo, after all..."Zhu Zhuyun whispered a reminder.

"GET LOST!!!"Zhu Zhuqing snarled through gritted teeth.

She was furious, but didn’t dare explode outright.

That would make her even more famous.

She gripped Zhu Zhuyun’s shoulders, stared her down, and the killing intent wrapped around her like a suffocating storm—causing Zhu Zhuyun to freeze in place, trembling in fear as she looked into Zhu Zhuqing’s bloodshot eyes.

The students around them from Lanba Academy all felt a chilling cold creep into their bones.

They didn’t dare speak.

Heads down, they avoided even looking at Zhu Zhuqing.

She felt like a living god of slaughter—or worse, a vicious beast.

Like she could take their lives in an instant.

Meng Yiran, who was seated the closest, was especially terrified—completely stunned, her mind blank.

Someone getting angry from receiving the attention of Titled Douluo?

This world is insane!

Zhu Zhuqing growled,"Tell that damn God of Speed—I don’t want his divine position!Tell him to stay the hell away from me!The farther, the better!"

With that, she erupted in killing intent, transformed into a flash of shadow, and vanished.

The people nearby remained frozen for a long time.

The killing intent Zhu Zhuqing had just released came from her time in the Slaughter City.

It had been suppressed for a long time, but now burst forth—stronger than ever.

Meng Yiran stared dumbly at Zhu Zhuyun, her lips trembling, unable to speak.

In her heart, only two words remained:

"She’s terrifying."

The Titled Douluo who had just been walking over all stopped in their tracks, looking annoyed.

They were a step too late.

Had they known, they would’ve gone over first!

Later that day, after the Soul Master Tournament concluded...

Many spectators were still talking about the shocking sight of multiple Titled Douluo all flocking to Zhu Zhuqing. It was a stunning moment no one would forget.

But the Shrek team had other priorities.

They were heading to the Grand Auction House to sell the next batch of hidden weapons.

Along the way, everyone was in high spirits.

They were finally on the right track.

They had purchased a huge piece of land. Although located in the suburbs, it was enormous. A new academy was currently under construction on it...

"We could build a custom brothel inn inside,"Ma Hongjun suggested with a mischievous grin.

Having never taken the immortal herbs, he was overly indulgent and constantly obsessed with lewd thoughts.

Flender smacked him on the head."You little rascal! If we did that, Shrek Academy would become your private den of sin!"

"Xiao Gang," Flender turned to Yu Xiaogang, "we’ve already taken a loan of over three million gold soul coins from the royal family. I think we should speed things up and sell off all the hidden weapons—convert them into cash. I just feel uneasy without it."

Though the hidden weapons belonged to Tang San, the strategy was handled by Yu Xiaogang.

Yu Xiaogang chuckled and shook his head.

"Flender, you’re thinking like a country bumpkin. Always scared of borrowing money. Don’t you understand the concept of using money to make money? Just wait. With this loan, even the royal family will be tied to us as our backers..."

(End of Chapter)