[Congratulations to the host for absorbing the 990,000-year spirit ring!]
[Congratulations to the host for absorbing the 990,000-year spirit ring!]
[Congratulations to the host for absorbing the 990,000-year spirit ring!]
As the electronic voice of the system echoed repeatedly, Fu Ye felt his body surge with newfound strength. His soul power had grown exponentially, filling him with an overwhelming sense of power.
Without hesitation, he immediately checked his updated stats. After all, only those who had endured life's hardships could truly appreciate the privileges of the elite.
Now, his confidence was overflowing. He could only marvel at the sheer brilliance of his god-level cheat system.
However, there was one thing Fu Ye hadn't anticipated—this cheat system couldn't freely adjust a character's favorability. It could only lock it in place or lower it.
Bibi Dong's 75% favorability had caught him completely off guard.
In truth, their relationship had been nothing more than that of senior and junior disciples within the Spirit Hall. Occasionally, they would meet in the library, discussing martial souls and the art of governance.
Having been born in China in his past life, Fu Ye had gleaned genuine political wisdom from the news.
As for martial souls, his previous identity as a Tang scholar meant he was well-versed in all the latest developments across the Douluo Continent.
Whenever these topics arose, Fu Ye would lecture like a seasoned teacher, while Bibi Dong sat quietly beside him, occasionally offering her own insights.
In his eyes, Bibi Dong was a tragic figure—a flower meant to bloom in her prime, yet twisted into a ruthless executioner by fate.
He had once considered helping her, but back then, he lacked power, talent, or strength. Whenever they were together, he could feel unseen gazes watching them from the shadows.
Because of this, he had no choice but to keep his distance. He was willing to help within his means, but stepping beyond that boundary would only drag him into danger.
Yet, during his eleven years in the Spirit Hall, he had come to realize that Qian Xunji wasn't as dark and cruel as the original novel had portrayed.
…
Meanwhile, in Spirit City, the Spirit Hall's Pope's Chamber
A tall, handsome man with an extraordinary aura gazed down at the girl kneeling before him, his eyes filled with gentleness.
"Dong'er, what brings you to see me?"
His voice was elegant, magnetic, and effortlessly composed.
The girl lifted her stunningly beautiful face, her tone clear yet laced with stubbornness and a trace of pleading.
"Teacher, I wish to know—where has Junior Brother Fu Ye been these past six months?"
"Fu Ye?" The man's expression remained unchanged, though a flicker of pity crossed his eyes.
"Dong'er, you've been asking about him for over half a year now. Could it be… you've truly fallen for a boy with only innate level 9 soul power?"
"Teacher, I—"
Her words caught in her throat, unspoken.
The man said nothing more. Instead, he rose gracefully, his heavy footsteps echoing as he approached her.
"Fu Ye was indeed a genius. I admired both his talent and his character."
His voice carried regret as he gently rested a hand on her shoulder.
"But I'm afraid… he died a quarter of an hour ago."
The words struck like a dagger through her heart.
"Dead? Junior Brother Fu Ye… is dead?"
"No! That's impossible! How could he die? Teacher, you're lying to me!"
Her voice trembled with agitation, her body stiffening in disbelief.
"It's true," the man replied coldly. "His cultivation was completely destroyed… and his body was torn apart."
"His cultivation… destroyed… his body… not intact…"
Her mind went blank. Her legs gave way, and she collapsed limply at his feet. But soon, a spark of fury ignited in her eyes. She forced herself up, desperate for answers—yet the man already knew what she would ask.
"Fu Ye's death was not my doing. Someone else killed him."
He looked down at her pale, grief-stricken face, then slowly crouched beside her, brushing a hand against her cheek.
'I regret that I couldn't save him. He was a promising talent… but the two of you were never meant to walk the same path. For your sake, I had no choice but to turn a blind eye. Forgive my selfishness.'
With that, he stood, his cloak sweeping behind him. The warmth in his demeanor vanished, replaced by an unyielding sternness.
"Dong'er, Fu Ye's disappearance involves internal affairs of the Spirit Hall. As its Saintess, you will personally oversee this matter. The details will be sent to you shortly."
His figure faded into the shadows of the hall, leaving the girl alone on the cold floor, her eyes brimming with desolation and hatred.
Her pupils burned crimson. She couldn't believe it—Fu Ye, the boy who had always called her "senior sister" with that teasing smile, was gone. Just like that.
Memories flashed through her mind, each one carving deeper into her heart like a knife.
"Senior sister, hard work and discipline are the only ways to change your fate."
"Senior sister, you're beautiful when you smile."
"Senior sister, let me treat you to a meal today."
"Senior, don't be so stern all the time. Happiness is the best medicine for a long life."
They had been nothing more than classmates. Yet, in the six months since his disappearance, she had realized—her world felt hollow without him.
She had questioned his so-called "friends," but they all claimed he had left the Spirit Hall. She refused to believe it, but with no leads, she had been powerless to find him.
Now, her eyes turned to ice.
"Fu Ye… I will make every last person who knew of this and stayed silent, every one who harmed you…."
Her voice was soft, yet carried an oppressive weight. Six soul rings—two yellow, two purple, two black—materialized behind her. In an instant, she vanished from the hall.
From the darkness, the man who had just left emerged once more, his eyes heavy with sorrow.
"Dong'er… you are my disciple, Qian Xunji's disciple, the future Pope of the Spirit Hall. I hope… one day, you'll understand my intentions."
Indeed, these two were Qian Xunji and Bibi Dong. But due to Fu Ye's interference, Bibi Dong had never fallen for that waste, Yu Xiaogang.
Though Qian Xunji knew of her feelings for Fu Ye, he had also noticed how Fu Ye kept a respectful distance, treating her only as a friend. That was why he had never acted against the boy.
Before Fu Ye's disappearance, Qian Xunji had even considered transferring him to the Heaven Dou Empire as a branch manager. With time, he could have risen to a leadership role. After all, as long as Fu Ye was gone, Bibi Dong could focus entirely on her cultivation.
But he had never expected Yu Xiaogang—that failure from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan—to strike first.
Qian Xunji had known from the beginning, yet for the sake of Bibi Dong's future, he had chosen to ignore it.
No matter how talented Fu Ye was, in his eyes, he could never compare to Bibi Dong—the future Pope.
A cold glint flashed in his gaze. That plagiarist Yu Xiaogang had stolen the Spirit Hall's research and republished it as his own. Worse, the fool had even dared to covet his disciple.
In Qian Xunji's mind, Yu Xiaogang was already a dead man.
But he couldn't act openly—not with the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan backing him.
However, once Bibi Dong received the evidence, Yu Xiaogang would be the first to face her wrath.
Even if she killed him in public, that old man Yu Yuanzhen wouldn't dare utter a word.
A smug smile curled on Qian Xunji's lips. Fu Ye's death was regrettable, but it had served its purpose—ridding him of Yu Xiaogang and strengthening Bibi Dong's resolve.
In his eyes, Fu Ye's death had been… worth it.
…
Blue Silver Forest
Unbeknownst to them, Fu Ye was very much alive—lounging comfortably as he giggled at his system panel.
[God-Level Cheat System]
[Host: Fu Ye]
[Age: 17]
[Level: 99 Quasi-God (Locked)]
[Appearance: Peerless Immortal Charm (Max Level, Locked)]
[First Martial Soul: Divine Mind Sword Box (Nine Swords, Nine Ultimate Attributes) - Red, Red, Red, Red, Red, Red, Red, Red]
[Second Martial Soul: Dragon God (Six Elements, Destruction, Creation, Space, Time) — Red, Red, Red, Red, Red, Red, Red, Red]
[Spiritual Power: 99,999 (Locked)]
[Physique: 100 (Max Level, Locked)]
[Favorability List: Bibi Dong (80%, First Love – Locked to Prevent Decrease)]
[System Mall (Warehouse): Access any item that has ever existed in Douluo World (1/2/3/4).]
[Hidden Function: 100% Soul Bone Drop Rate from Soul Beasts.]
[Personal Luck: 100%]
[Final Evaluation: Who needs ratings when you're this broken? Enjoy!]
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