239: Chapter 239 A Disciple Who Doesn't Know How to Respect His Master

Nuoding City?

Could this be a spirit tool made by Tang San?

No, that's not right. According to what they call it, it seems to be called a Tang Sect spirit tool!

"Saint, according to the information sent from the Nuoding City branch, a mysterious person is selling this kind of thing."

"We are currently observing the value of this item. It seems that even if an ordinary Spirit Master equips it, they can achieve the speed of an agility-attack system Spirit Ancestor!"

Chrysanthemum Douluo's voice could not hide his astonishment.

A tiny object could allow an ordinary Spirit Master to reach the level of a Spirit Ancestor without any effort.

It was unbelievable!

If there were more of these, or if they were widely popularized, it would be unimaginable.

"Su Wen, did you say this thing is called a propulsion spirit tool?"

Bibi Dong spoke up.

It was similar to the name of the storage spirit tool.

It seems they can be classified into the same category.

"This... yes. The function of the propulsion spirit tool seems to be to assist Spirit Masters, increase attack speed, and improve flexibility..."

"Ao Debiao, hand the item to me. You may leave now!"

Su Wen took the propulsion spirit tool from Ao Debiao's hand and observed it carefully.

He didn't quite understand it.

Having never encountered such things, Su Wen could not analyze the structure of the spirit tool.

This kind of thing required a professional to do it.

However, he still remembered some basic knowledge about spirit tools.

"Teacher, this kind of thing involves carving a core magic circle onto rare metals or Awakening stones, and activating its ability by injecting a small amount of Soul Power."

"This magic circle is quite complex and has high requirements for the Spirit Master's technique and Mental Energy, that's what the book says!"

Bibi Dong fell into a brief silence upon hearing this; Su Wen's meaning was clear.

As long as one could master the techniques and had the Materials, one could create more, just like the storage spirit tool.

Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo stepped forward proactively: "Your Eminence, the Supreme Pontiff, we are willing to take action personally to capture the Spirit Master who made this spirit tool and bring them to Spirit Hall."

"Wait a moment, Elder Ju, Elder Gui. The one who made this is likely related to Tang Hao!"

Su Wen's words made both Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo slightly startled.

The name Tang Hao was too familiar.

They could never forget it in their entire lives.

But... how did the Saint know?

They looked at each other.

They could see the confusion in each other's eyes.

"Heh, so it was him!"

Bibi Dong tapped her fingers lightly on the chair and said: "Yue Guan, Gui Mei, you may leave first."

After the two of them left, Bibi Dong asked softly: "Su Wen, did that rabbit tell you?"

"Yes!"

Su Wen felt that Xiao Wu was sometimes quite useful; he could shift some responsibility onto her.

"What do you want to do?"

Bibi Dong was clear about the hatred between Su Wen and Tang Hao.

Killing Tang Hao would truly be letting him off too easily.

"I want to destroy the Clear Sky Sect first!"

"Next is Tang Yuehua!"

"Finally, I will deal with Tang Hao."

"So Tang Hao, he is still alive for now. When I place Tang Yuehua in front of him, that is when I will strike..."

Su Wen knew that the current Tang Hao valued the Sect very much.

Tang Yuehua was also one of his closest people.

Tang Xiao was as well.

If Tang Hao could see their miserable state, his expression would surely be magnificent.

Su Wen did not consider himself a good person; from the day of his Spirit Awakening, his path had always been dark.

The appearance of the Goddess of Kindness only lit up that trace of kindness in his heart, ensuring he wouldn't desecrate corpses.

Of course, Su Wen still had a trace of apprehension: would the Asura God step out to protect the Tang Clan father and son?

"Teacher, I want to go out for some training. Nana, Lingling, Yan Yan, and Yueer will go with me."

"And by the way, I will finish off those three single-attribute Families that are loyal to the Clear Sky Sect."

Su Wen stated his ultimate goal; this trip was also to obtain the external Spirit Bone, the Eight Spider Lances.

Tang San would definitely go too. The Eight Spider Lances were his most important weapon; in the future, they would help him survive danger many times, and eventually, they would even become the Eight Wings of the Sea God, achieving the status of a Divine Artifact...

A faint smile played on the corners of Bibi Dong's lips. Su Wen had indeed grown up and put away his mercy toward enemies.

But him leaving...

"How long will it take?"

"I want to train outside for a year!"

"No. Five months. You must return within five months. Teacher agrees... Also, come to me tonight to Cultivate... Teacher has something to instruct you..."

As Bibi Dong spoke, she suddenly and unnaturally cast her gaze onto the desk, flipping through the items on it in a distracted manner.

"No problem, Teacher!"

"But Teacher, no need to wait until tonight, instruct me right now!"

Su Wen walked up, sat right down on the Supreme Pontiff's chair, squeezed in with Bibi Dong, and pushed her to the side.

Bibi Dong felt a sudden panic in her heart, but she still glared at him, feigning calmness.

She asked: "What? Do you want to be the Supreme Pontiff now?"

Su Wen leaned close to her, sniffing that faint body fragrance, and asked: "Teacher, if I were to be the Supreme Pontiff now, would you give it to me?"

Bibi Dong felt the breath that was close at hand.

A faint blush spread across her fair face.

What Su Wen said seemed normal, but she felt something was off when she heard it.

Her gaze drifted, and she gave a light snort, feigning composure: "You certainly think beautifully. Wanting to be the Supreme Pontiff at this time? Teacher is still young, how could I give it to you? Wait a few more years!"

"Teacher, then can I just be the Supreme Pontiff for a while now?"

Su Wen wrapped his arm around Bibi Dong's slender waist. The latter's movements stiffened for a moment, and her gaze shifted in a panic toward the entrance of the Supreme Pontiff Palace, fearing someone might suddenly appear and see them.

"You... how do you want to be the Supreme Pontiff?"

Bibi Dong had already guessed Su Wen's next move.

Deep down, she was actually somewhat expectant.

Su Wen thought for a moment, then without further ado, he picked up Bibi Dong, applying a little force to his hands to make her sit on his lap.

Su Wen was sitting on the Supreme Pontiff's chair, making this posture appear extremely intimate.

Bibi Dong was sitting with her back to Su Wen, leaning into his embrace, her cheeks slightly red, appearing as if nothing was wrong, and said calmly.

"Teacher is a bit sleepy, I'll just lean for a while. Teacher will rest for a bit, don't fidget and wake Teacher up."

"Mm, Teacher, you rest!"

Bibi Dong released a strand of Soul Power, closing the doors of the Supreme Pontiff Palace.

Then, her whole body slowly softened in his embrace, and she closed her eyes.

At this moment, she had less of the Empress's majesty and more charm and allure.

"Teacher?"

Su Wen gently bit Bibi Dong's slightly reddened earlobe.

"Teacher, I'm checking out the Supreme Pontiff's attire; I wonder if it will suit Nana in the future."

"I want to be the Supreme Pontiff, but I don't want to handle the Supreme Pontiff's official duties, hehe, so in the future, I'll let Nana be a Vice Supreme Pontiff to assist me in handling them."

Bibi Dong felt a bit annoyed upon hearing his words.

This Disciple of hers was truly cunning and lazy.

Small matters in the past could be overlooked.

But now, regarding the position of the Supreme Pontiff, such a big matter, he was still like this.

Her breathing gradually became slightly rapid, and her eyelashes trembled lightly.

"This Disciple... really doesn't know how to respect his teacher!"