It would be difficult to steal the Ice Silkworm from those super spirit beasts with just his own strength. He had to find a way to lure them out. The Ice Silkworm was also not resigned to its fate and was always looking for a way to escape from them. If he created such a big advantage for it and it still couldn't seize the opportunity, then it could only be considered useless.
If the plan failed, he would have no choice but to seek out the Deep Sea Demonic Whale King. However, the outcome would not be as good, and he might not even obtain the second martial spirit he had anticipated. This would be a significant blow to his plans.
Therefore, he had to maximize his chances of success. Not only would he invite Sword Douluo, but he would also invite Qian Daoliu. Anyone who met his standards would be invited. As for failure, he hadn't considered it. No Titled Douluo could resist the allure of such an evolution in power.
Regarding the potential imbalance in power among the various forces if the method for condensing spirit cores was made public, he had considered this as well, but it didn't matter. The strong would only become stronger, and the weak, even if they had the best cultivation methods, wouldn't be able to do much with them. This world was one of survival of the fittest; those without power could only fall behind.
"Sigh," Gu Yi frowned slightly as he walked into a nearby dead-end alley.
"Where did he go?" After a long time, a spy, who looked no different from an ordinary citizen, fearfully stared at the empty alley. He had clearly seen Gu Yi walk in, so how could he have disappeared?
At the same time, Gu Yi's figure appeared in an opulent room. He casually sat down in a chair and began playing with the teacup on the table.
"Dean Gu, do you know the punishment for trespassing into the crown prince's chambers?" Qian Renxue asked.
"Are you looking to die?" Gu Yi looked up at Qian Renxue, who was holding a memorial.
Yes, it was indeed Qian Renxue. After he entered, Qian Renxue removed her spirit bone disguise. Qian Renxue didn't know why Gu Yi was so angry, but with her strong desire for control, it was impossible for her to ask directly.
"If you have something to say, say it. I don't have time to play guessing games with you."
The Snake Lance and Porcupine Douluo were already guarding Qian Renxue. Although Gu Yi didn't exude any killing intent, it was clear from his words that he wasn't here for their shared plan but to settle a score.
"Qian Renxue, I don't want anyone following me in secret during my outings. Otherwise, I won't hesitate to disgrace you, even in front of these two Titled Douluo. You wouldn't want to experience the humiliation of being beaten as the heir to the Spirit Hall, would you?" His voice grew closer, as if whispering in her ear.
"So fast!" The Snake Lance and Porcupine Douluo slightly shifted their stances, having failed to catch Gu Yi's movement. It seemed as if he had merely taken a step, yet his figure had appeared behind them, making space itself feel meaningless. The speed was simply incredible.
Qian Renxue leaned back, placing one hand behind her to support herself, proudly lifting her head to reveal her swan-like neck. Her gaze was stubborn yet calm.
"Stand down. You dare to insult the heir of the Spirit Hall?" The Snake Lance and Porcupine Douluo attacked simultaneously. Their attacks were powerful, but ultimately useless. Two black vortices appeared on either side of their attacks, absorbing them completely without even touching Gu Yi.
"Remember my words. Next time, it won't be so simple." As he spoke, Gu Yi casually reached out and grasped her snow-white neck, his thumb gently rubbing it a few times. Before the Snake Lance and Porcupine Douluo could launch another attack, Gu Yi had already vanished from the chambers.
The warmth on her neck was the only proof that everything just now had been real—that a warm hand had indeed been there.
"Investigate what Gu Yi did today," Qian Renxue ordered. She had been tracking Gu Yi's movements for a long time, and if he were going to lose his temper, he would have done so already. Something must have happened to cause this situation.
After the Snake Lance and Porcupine Douluo left, Qian Renxue wrapped her arms around her neck, carefully tracing the spot where Gu Yi had touched. Her face showed a mix of intoxication and enjoyment, and her body trembled slightly as if she had reached some form of spiritual satisfaction, bordering on madness.
"Just wait… just wait, in the end, you will belong only to me. Heh… heh… heh…"
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"Zhuqing, did you hear about the tragedy that occurred during our competition?" Ning Rongrong clung to Zhu Zhuqing's arm, whispering incessantly in her ear. Over time, the bond between the seven of them had grown stronger, especially after enduring Gu Yi's devilish training, making them inseparable.
Zhu Zhuqing nodded. It had been a big event, so even though she focused on her cultivation, she had heard something about it.
"I really wonder who did it—so cruel. Killing wasn't enough; they had to drain all the blood from the body and torture the victim before death. It's just sick."
Zhu Zhuqing didn't usually care about people she wasn't familiar with, but Ning Rongrong's words stirred her protective instincts as a woman.
"Rongrong, in the future, if you go out, let me accompany you," Zhu Zhuqing said seriously, concerned for Ning Rongrong's safety.
"Alright, we're best sisters who are inseparable. Wherever I go, I'll take you with me." Ning Rongrong understood that Zhu Zhuqing was worried about her safety, so she held her even tighter. She was grateful for the decision she made two years ago. Leaving the sect had been the right choice. She would never have met these lifelong friends in the sect.
In the dark corners of Heaven Dou City, a black-cloaked figure, face hidden by a blindfolded mask, mercilessly tortured a defenseless man.
Zzzz!
The cloaked figure licked the blood from the corner of their mouth, then spat in disgust at the man, now drenched in blood. No longer interested in playing, the figure swiftly drained the man dry before leaving the dark alley, disappearing into the city.
At Shrek Academy, "Xiao San, why have you been disappearing without reason lately? And Erlong, too—she's often nowhere to be seen. I have no idea what she's been up to," Yu Xiaogang casually asked Tang San, who had just returned from outside, while also complaining about the frequently absent Liu Erlong.
"Teacher, I went to the auction house. Maybe I can find some herbs to restore your martial spirit."
Yu Xiaogang was stunned, then patted Tang San's shoulder heavily. "Good child, but right now, your main focus should be the competition. I know my martial spirit situation. It's hopeless."
Tang San continued to express his concern, warming Yu Xiaogang's heart. This was indeed his good disciple—a perfect picture of a teacher caring for his pupil and a disciple devoted to his master.
As the wind blew, Tang San's dark red hair danced in the air, revealing faint crimson streaks under the sunlight.
(End Of Chapter)