Since she could not kill this strange boy outright, Bibi Dong certainly wouldn't let him go. If Chu Fei were taken back to Spirit Hall, wouldn't his current strength make him nothing more than a subject for Spirit Hall to dissect and study at will?
Watching Bibi Dong draw ever closer, Chu Fei could no longer sit still. Was this crazy woman, even with Daming and Erming approaching, actually planning to forcibly abduct him back to Spirit Hall? That simply wouldn't do. If he were truly hauled off to Spirit Hall, his fate would likely be nothing more than being sliced up for research or preserved in a jar of formalin.
Having gained some insight during their recent skirmish, Bibi Dong reached directly for Chu Fei’s throat, channeling her Soul Power to restrict his movements. The immense pressure of her Soul Power stifled Chu Fei’s breathing, yet she controlled the force perfectly—enough to restrain him, but not enough to kill him. Consequently, the conditions to trigger his immortality were never met; he was trapped right on the edge.
"I thought so," Bibi Dong smiled knowingly. Although she still didn't know what hidden cards the boy possessed, it seemed he could do anything as long as his life was not in immediate danger.
Chu Fei’s mind raced as he finally recalled something: he still had a talent Soul Skill—Blood God Child! Each of his soul rings could guide the Sea of Blood to condense a Blood God Child, and the strength of the Blood God Child was tied directly to the age of the soul ring Chu Fei used. The higher the age of the soul ring, the more powerful the condensed Blood God Child would be. Furthermore, when he could summon multiple Blood God Children in the future, they would be able to coordinate and use a Martial Soul Fusion Technique: Light of Blood Sea! Its powerful fusion ability could corrode and destroy everything, growing stronger with every additional Blood God Child.
Bibi Dong’s intrusion had spontaneously awakened the protective instinct of the Sea of Blood. While passive defense could never stop her, it bought Chu Fei the brief moment of respite he needed to summon a complete Blood God Child.
The ten-zhang Sea of Blood surged once more, the monstrous bloody waves sending a jolt of unease through Bibi Dong. Out of caution, she retreated to put some distance between them, her eyes narrowing as she stared at the figure emerging from the blood. Within the sea, the master of the blood-red hands finally appeared in full: an adult male body draped in blood-red robes, his face obscured by a hood, leaving his appearance hidden in the shadows. But there was no doubt about it—his aura was clearly that of a Titled Douluo!
The Blood God Child calmly revealed his soul rings before Bibi Dong, fanned out in an arc. There were nine in total, and the final one to appear was, shockingly, a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring!
Chu Fei rubbed his aching neck as he looked at the Blood God Child. Because his first soul ring was a Hundred-Thousand-Year soul ring, the Blood God Child had reached the level of a level-91 Titled Douluo. Not only were all his soul rings of the optimal age, but the final one was a Hundred-Thousand-Year ring, and all his soul skills were the abilities Xiao Wu's Mother had possessed during her lifetime.
Bibi Dong looked at the Blood God Child with wariness, not daring to strike blindly. She couldn't fathom what this hidden powerhouse intended to do. The Blood God Child pointed a finger at Bibi Dong, performed a series of bizarre, rhythmic steps, and finally, moved aside to kneel before Chu Fei, who was seated in the Sea of Blood. A fuzzy, gender-neutral voice drifted out: "Young Master, this old servant is late. I beg your forgiveness."
Chu Fei raised a hand, and the Blood God Child stood up in unison. The two put on a convincing act that left Bibi Dong stunned. Although his control was still somewhat clumsy after two attempts, it was enough to bluff her. The Blood God Child possessed no sentience and obeyed Chu Fei one hundred percent. It was convenient to simply treat the Blood God Child as a guardian; it would save him a lot of trouble. If people saw that he had a Titled Douluo-level guardian, they wouldn't dare provoke him easily.
"Go, stop her," Chu Fei said, pointing at Bibi Dong.
In the next instant, the Blood God Child turned into a streak of red light, flashing before Bibi Dong. His heavy, slamming punch carried a thick, bloody stench, each blow feeling fundamentally different from that of an ordinary Douluo.
Watching the Blood God Child and Bibi Dong entangle, Chu Fei breathed a sigh of relief. Although Bibi Dong’s Soul Power and strength were far superior to the Blood God Child’s, it was impossible for her to secure a quick victory against a Titled Douluo she had never encountered before. If this dragged on, the scales of victory would only tip in Chu Fei's favor. After all, two Hundred-Thousand-Year Spirit Beasts were closing in. If he waited for those two kings of the forest to arrive, Bibi Dong might well find herself capsizing in this gutter.
A fierce punch shattered the sound barrier, aiming straight for Bibi Dong’s face. Just as she prepared to defend, the fist suddenly vanished. The Blood God Child’s entire body teleported behind her, his legs locking around her head before instantly throwing her across the field. This was one of the soul skills of Xiao Wu's Mother: the Soft Bone Eight-Stage Drop.
The surprise attack caught Bibi Dong off guard, but the Blood God Child couldn't follow up with the rest of the drop. Bibi Dong was no small fry; she regained her composure in a single rotation, the hidden spikes in the ground and the faint glimmer of her eighth soul skill already signaling a trap. If the Blood God Child had continued his assault, he would likely have been impaled.
Bibi Dong’s expression grew grave. She rubbed her scepter, eyeing the Blood God Child, who stood his ground without pursuing, and hesitated. Her gaze drifted between the boy and the Blood God Child, falling into deep thought. Just now, this Blood God Child had called the boy "Young Master." For a mere servant-guardian to have the cultivation of a Titled Douluo—and for such a young boy, who only had a Soul Power level of around twenty, to be here—he must have come to the Star Dou Great Forest specifically to hunt for a soul ring.
Bibi Dong had never heard of any force on the continent capable of such extravagance, using a Titled Douluo as a traveling bodyguard. The boy's identity was extremely mysterious, unknown even to Spirit Hall. He could only be from a reclusive family. That would explain why he possessed mysterious means that left her helpless in the short term.
Continuing to tangle with him like this would be disadvantageous. Yue Guan and Gui Mei certainly couldn't hold off those two Hundred-Thousand-Year Spirit Beasts for much longer; if this dragged on, her situation would only become more awkward.
Bibi Dong took one last deep look at Chu Fei in the Sea of Blood, as if to etch that youthful face and those features into her memory. In a flash, she vanished. Sensing their Pope’s summons, the Ghost Douluo and Chrysanthemum Douluo departed as well.
The aura that had been crushing them from above suddenly lifted. Even the cicadas began to chirp again. But before Chu Fei could relax, the cicadas didn't just fall silent—they erupted into a frantic swarm, fleeing from the trees as if some terrifying creature were about to arrive.