94: The Book of Life and Death?

"It's actually a group enhancement, and a large-area Spirit Ability."

Su Wen's expectations were not disappointed; this Ghost Bride was stronger than he had imagined.

[Fourth Soul Skill: All allies who hear the drum sound will be protected by Yin Killing Qi, forming a shield!]

"Heh, not bad."

Bibi Dong smiled; this Ghost Bride's capabilities were very comprehensive.

She could both fight and provide enhancements.

Ye Yuaner was also very satisfied; Xiao Wen had gained another powerful fighter.

"Xiao Wen, what's her name?"

Ye Yuaner inquired.

"Let me think... 'Red Drum' doesn't sound good. Drums are like music..."

"I'll call you Hong Yin from now on!"

Su Wen opened the red oil-paper umbrella, signaling for them to return first.

Several Ghost Brides turned into red mist and floated together into the umbrella.

Only Hong Ye remained in place.

"Xiao Wen, what's wrong with her?"

Ye Yuaner looked curiously at this Ghost Bride.

Su Wen was also puzzled; the Ghost Brides were usually very obedient.

At that very moment, three bloody red characters floated before the group.

[To write?]

"She probably has something to say..."

Bibi Dong saw it and felt somewhat surprised; this was the first time a Ghost Bride had asked a question.

It indirectly indicated that they possessed complete, independent thought, not just scattered, hazy awareness.

Facing Su Wen's confusion, Hong Ye suddenly activated her Fourth Soul Skill.

The book in her hand began to turn pages.

[Write a name, lifespan increases by one year, regardless of race. If the birth date and time are included, the effect is doubled. Can be used three times per day!]

When a line of crimson characters floated before their eyes, neither Bibi Dong nor Ye Yuaner could remain calm.

Su Wen also looked shocked. Though just a few simple words, they conveyed a piece of information.

Eternal life!

Increasing lifespan by one year per day was equivalent to living longer and longer.

Even a Limit Douluo barely reaches a thousand years.

Hong Ye's Fourth Soul Skill could actually achieve such an effect; it was truly unimaginable.

Could this be the book of life and death?

Su Wen was startled by his own thought. If Hong Ye's Spirit was the book of life and death...

Could Hong Dou's be the Soul-Locking Chain?

Hong Jing's the Yin-Yang Mirror?

Hong Yin's the Ghost Drum?

Treasures of the Underworld?

Impossible!

Su Wen shook his head, finding it a bit unbelievable.

Though he thought this in his heart, he subconsciously asked aloud.

"Hong Ye, is your Spirit the book of life and death?"

Surprisingly, Hong Ye did not reply, only quietly gazed at him.

"What is the book of life and death?"

Bibi Dong snapped back to reality, full of confusion. Ye Yuaner was the same.

They were utterly astonished.

Hong Ye's Spirit's First Soul Skill was to deprive life.

Her Third Soul Skill was to probe for information.

Her Fourth Soul Skill was to increase life.

Though it had no offensive or defensive power, this support ability was far too Heaven-Defying.

Eternal life, something even Peak powerhouses couldn't achieve, was actually possible through Hong Ye.

And she was only a Spirit Ancestor!

Bibi Dong felt that even if Su Wen had no chance of becoming a god in the future, he would still become the continent's most Peak, carefree powerhouse.

"It's nothing. I just read about the book of life and death in a book, which governs life, death, and fate, so I was curious and asked."

Su Wen changed the subject: "Hong Ye... remember to write my name first thing every morning. Aunt Ye, Teacher... hehe..."

Su Wen felt exhilarated. Regardless of whether it was the book of life and death, he loved Hong Ye.

Ye Yuaner and Bibi Dong smiled at the corners of their mouths; Xiao Wen's actions pleased them greatly.

Bibi Dong stepped forward and gently stroked his head: "Your teacher doesn't need it."

Su Wen, of course, knew she didn't need it; after becoming a god, one could achieve eternal life anyway.

But some things still needed to be said.

However, since Bibi Dong said so, the slot couldn't be wasted; they could let Ye Lingling and the others take turns.

Later, he'd also get their birth dates and times.

Su Wen's gaze fell on Hong Ye again, and the more he looked, the more he liked her.

"Xiao Wen, you must not tell anyone about these things."

Bibi Dong was extremely serious; no one could resist the temptation of eternal life.

Those old fellows in the Hall of Worship, none of them wanted to die.

And that group of Vicious Beasts.

Capturing Xiao Wen could completely force the Ghost Brides' compliance.

"Teacher, I know. But this Soul Skill isn't omnipotent either. It only increases lifespan; dying in battle is still death!"

"Heh, it seems you also understand that eternal life and being killed are two different concepts. So, having strong power is the true principle."

Under the gaze of the three, Hong Ye's book now bore the names of Su Wen and Ye Yuaner, including their birth dates and times, doubling the effect.

But Su Wen didn't feel any change in himself.

A strange expression appeared on his face.

Bibi Dong, amused by his look, said: "How old are you? One or two years is imperceptible, unless you're someone whose lifespan is nearly exhausted..."

Ye Yuaner also nodded in agreement. The group studied Hong Ye's Spirit a bit more but couldn't glean any useful information.

Hong Ye obeyed every command, but regarding the name of her Spirit, she only answered with one word: [Book].

Su Wen had no choice but to recall her.

"Lingyuan, you may leave first. I'll take Xiao Wen somewhere later."

"Alright... Xiao Wen, be good and listen to your teacher,"

Ye Yuaner hugged Su Wen, gave him a kiss on the cheek, and then left contentedly.

Eternal life.

She suddenly felt the future was bright.

She needed to Cultivate diligently.

Only by becoming a Limit Douluo, standing at the Peak of the continent with no enemies to threaten her, could it be considered true eternal life.

Eternal life with Xiao Wen!

"Teacher, where are we going?"

"You'll know when we get there."

Bibi Dong stared at Su Wen's damp cheek, her willow-leaf brows slightly furrowed. She lifted her hand and flicked out a pink-purple handkerchief, which landed right on Su Wen's head.

"Wipe it off. This is unbecoming. You're not a child anymore. Remember to maintain proper boundaries between men and women with Lingyuan in the future."

Bibi Dong looked at Ye Yuaner's retreating figure.

She suddenly had the impulse to send her to the Death Canyon with those little ones for a few years of training.

"Go wash up; you reek of sweat."

Bibi Dong spoke with a hint of disdain as she looked at Su Wen.

Su Wen was speechless. Just as he was about to leave, Bibi Dong pointed towards her own bedchamber.

Su Wen didn't stand on ceremony either. He washed up boldly in Bibi Dong's room, which was filled with the scent of violets. After changing into clean clothes and standing before the mirror, Su Wen could still smell the fragrance clinging firmly to him.

"I smell so good!"

Su Wen's mouth twitched. He pushed open the door; Bibi Dong was sitting in the courtyard sipping tea.

"Not bad!"

Bibi Dong looked at Su Wen as he emerged.

She walked up, her eyes appraising him up and down. The little fellow who previously only reached her waist was now almost up to her shoulders.

In a few more years, he would probably surpass her, the Supreme Pontiff.

Sniffing the scent on him, almost identical to her own.

A flicker of satisfaction, hard to detect, flashed in the depths of her eyes.

"Teacher, your handkerchief. I just washed it."

Su Wen offered the handkerchief Bibi Dong had flicked at him earlier.

"Keep it for yourself."

"Follow me."

Bibi Dong turned around and strode outside on her long legs.

"Teacher, where exactly are we going?"

"The Dungeon!"