Chapter 40: The Little Witch Is Confirmed! Body Drained, Completely Spent!
The Extreme North.
[Bingbing]: Ha, the worst aspects of human nature.
The Ice Empress let out a cold snort, her scorpion tail impatiently slapping against the ice.
"Sure enough, after all these years, humans haven't changed one bit."
She was as irritable and straightforward as ever.
"Bing'er."
Snow Empress's clear, cool voice rang out, carrying her usual calm composure.
"Did you notice? That Ah Qing seems to recognize us."
She paused, then added, "More precisely, he recognizes the names we're using to speak here."
"Mm, I noticed."
The Ice Empress shifted her massive scorpion body and looked toward her closest companion.
"He seems to think we're some other humans… ridiculous."
She was a three-hundred-and-eighty-thousand-year ferocious beast—were those humans even worthy of being compared to her?
She was actually curious what expressions they would show once they learned her true identity.
"So, Xue'er, what do we do next?"
Though hot-tempered, the Ice Empress trusted Snow Empress's judgment completely.
Snow Empress fell into brief contemplation.
Her ice-crystal lashes lowered slightly, her peerless face appearing even colder under the reflection of snow and ice.
"For now, we'll pretend to be humans when speaking."
She spoke slowly, her voice flowing like a cold spring.
"Act naturally. Gather information. Let's see what this chat group is really about—and what these people are truly planning."
"Alright."
The Ice Empress agreed readily, then added with a snort,
"But if those humans dare play tricks, this Empress won't hold back!"
Snow Empress nodded lightly, her gaze returning to the light screen.
…
Spirit Hall
Deep within the Pope's Palace.
"Humans?"
Bibi Dong narrowed her violet eyes, her fingers stopping their rhythmic tapping on the armrest.
Bingbing's line—'the worst aspects of human nature'—had instantly caught her attention.
"So this 'Bingbing' isn't human either?"
She leaned back into her throne, thoughts racing.
"Could it be… a soul beast?"
With precedents like Ah Yin and Xiao Wu—hundred-thousand-year soul beasts who had taken human form—this possibility immediately came to her mind.
"It seems I'll need to observe them closely."
A cold curve formed at the corner of her lips.
Any existence that could potentially threaten Ah Qing's safety must be eliminated.
Just as she had relentlessly targeted Tang Hao all these years, without mercy.
…
Suo Tuo City, Bustling Streets.
Ning Rongrong walked lightly through the crowd, dressed in an exquisite pink princess gown.
She idly toyed with a pearl bracelet in her hand, her short pink hair glowing softly under the sunlight.
The elegant dress paired with her delicate looks attracted plenty of attention from passersby.
The little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had just arrived in Suo Tuo City.
She had originally planned to find a hotel to stay in, only to be drawn in by the suddenly appearing chat group light screen.
At this moment, she was staring at it, smiling so hard her eyes curved into crescents.
"Haha, this is really interesting!"
Ning Rongrong muttered to herself, not even trying to hide her delight at watching the drama unfold.
"So that Dai Mubai is really that promiscuous. No wonder Ah Qing calls him the 'Evil-Eyed Lewd Tiger.'"
As the Little Witch, she loved gossip more than anything—especially after learning that Dai Mubai was actually a prince of the Star Luo Empire.
Just then—
"Go take a look! There's a soul master fight breaking out at the Rose Hotel!"
Several pedestrians ran past in a hurry, shouting excitedly.
"It's intense! Looks like two young soul masters!"
"Rose Hotel?"
Ning Rongrong's eyes lit up. She instantly remembered the location Lin Qingmo had shared in the group—wasn't it the Rose Hotel?
"Don't tell me Tang San and Dai Mubai have already started fighting?"
She immediately stopped smiling, lifted her skirt, and ran in that direction.
"Then… is Ah Qing nearby too?"
Curiosity bubbled up in her heart.
Thinking of that strange nickname, she couldn't help curling her lips.
"Dad Douluo… tch, what kind of name is that?"
Before long, Ning Rongrong arrived at the entrance of the Rose Hotel.
The lobby was already surrounded by spectators—layer upon layer of people.
Through the gaps in the crowd, she could see two figures locked in a fierce exchange.
It was Tang San and Dai Mubai!
Dai Mubai's White Tiger martial soul had already possessed him.
His body had grown larger and more muscular, with white fur covering his skin, his features taking on a ferocious tiger-like aspect.
Yellow, yellow, and purple soul rings spun beneath his feet, blazing with light.
Each swipe of his tiger claws carried fierce gusts of wind that tore through the air.
Tang San, on the other hand, wore a terrifyingly dark expression.
His Blue Silver Grass martial soul was unleashed at full power. Countless vines surged forward like a tidal wave, constantly binding and restricting Dai Mubai's movements.
At the same time, he used Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, weaving and maneuvering skillfully while coordinating with Controlling Crane Catching Dragon.
"They're really fighting!"
Ning Rongrong's eyes widened, an excited smile spreading across her face.
She stood on tiptoe, trying to see further inside.
But more importantly—
She was looking for "Dad Douluo," Ah Qing.
Her gaze swept rapidly through the crowd.
Very quickly, she locked onto an unusually eye-catching pair standing near the hotel entrance.
The boy had blue hair and blue eyes, his smile bright as he watched the fight with keen interest.
Beside him was a girl with a long ponytail, wearing a pink dress that made her look sweet and lively. Leaning close to the boy, she was also watching the battle curiously.
The duo stood out too much—especially the boy. His blue hair and blue eyes made him look like he came with his own spotlight.
"Could he be Ah Qing from the group?"
Ning Rongrong's heart stirred, the Little Witch's instincts kicking in.
A bold testing idea formed in her mind.
She summoned the chat group light screen and typed rapidly:
[Little Witch]: @Dad Douluo, Ah Qing, how's the battle going right now? Who's got the upper hand—Tang San or Dai Mubai?
The message had barely been sent—
[Dad Douluo]: What else could it be? They're deadlocked!
Lin Qingmo replied instantly, his tone brimming with the joy of spectating.
[Dad Douluo]: Dai Mubai's soul power is higher, but he's completely tied down by Blue Silver Grass. Tang San is flexible, but the soul power gap is there—he can't break through the defense.
[Dad Douluo]: Image—see for yourself!
Ning Rongrong hurriedly opened the picture.
The angle was clearly taken from where the blue-haired boy was standing, capturing the intense clash between Tang San and Dai Mubai in sharp detail.
It even caught a corner of the outer crowd—including the edge of her own pink skirt!
"So it really is him!"
A sly smile curved onto Ning Rongrong's lips, a glint of triumph flashing in her eyes.
She hadn't expected to find Ah Qing from the chat group so quickly. And what's more… he looked rather handsome and interesting.
She dismissed the light screen without approaching him right away, deciding instead to observe quietly for now—curious to see what other amusing things this "Ah Qing" might do.
At this moment, because of Ning Rongrong's question, the chat group grew even more animated.
[Tyrant Dragon Mom]: Deadlocked?
Back at the academy, Liu Erlong raised an eyebrow.
[Tyrant Dragon Mom]: Is Dai Mubai really that useless? A Rank-37 Soul Elder fighting a Rank-29 Soul Grandmaster, and he can only stalemate?
[Tyrant Dragon Mom]: I've got reason to suspect he's been chasing women too much—body drained, totally spent!
Her complaints were as sharp, bold, and straightforward as ever—classic Liu Erlong.
[Dad Douluo]: Hahaha, Sister Long is absolutely right!
Standing at the hotel entrance, Lin Qingmo laughed out loud.
[Dad Douluo]: I say Dai Mubai's completely hollowed out. Look at him—after fighting this long, he still can't even break Blue Silver Grass.
[Dad Douluo]: If it were me, I'd snap that grass apart with one hand and beat Tang San until he was crawling all over the ground!
Watching the chaos unfold, he happily fanned the flames.
[A Rogue Rabbit]: Exactly!
Xiao Wu chimed in enthusiastically.
[A Rogue Rabbit]: Dai Mubai's too weak, and Tang San's no good either. Best if they both end up injured!
She disliked both of them—one kept targeting Ah Qing, the other was a shameless womanizer. In her eyes, both were trash.
[The Pope Herself]: Heh. Not everyone is as extraordinary as you, Ah Qing. And besides, Tang San is also a transmigrator. He's not that easy to deal with.
End of Chapter