Bibi Dong shook her head.
Her impression of Yu Xiaogang was far from simple.
Many mocked his ten core theories, yet he remained steadfast in his beliefs.
If not for Yu Xiaogang's theories and some of his academic insights, she wouldn't be where she was today. Bibi Dong's current achievements were in part thanks to Yu Xiaogang's work.
"Only Soul Sect level? Have you looked into their past combat records?"
From their perspective, was it even necessary to check the battle records of a Soul Sect-level team? The bishop shook his head.
"Keep an eye on them for me. Their strength is far beyond what a Soul Sect suggests. From what I know, even regular Soul King-level teams are no match for them in the Battle Arena. Do you really think this is just a simple Soul Sect-level team?"
Bibi Dong's voice turned colder and colder, and the bishop before her began to sweat profusely.
He knew he had made a mistake. He never expected such an unremarkable-looking team to possess such terrifying strength.
"Your Holiness, I realize my mistake!"
"Regardless of size or status, never underestimate any soul master. Now go, and investigate their capabilities thoroughly!"
"Yes, Your Holiness!"
What Bibi Dong wanted was to ensure Jiang Xiaofeng and his team had an easier path to victory in this tournament.
Although she knew Jiang Xiaofeng was powerful, she had to make sure he obtained the qualification for the Angel Trial.
At that moment, Jiang Xiaofeng and his team were gathered at the training ground of the Spirit Hall Academy.
Mo Bot was still acting as their team leader.
But this time, standing behind Mo Bot was a 500-person team.
"Your Highness the Holy Son, this is a personal guard unit specially formed for you by Her Holiness. Though they are currently only at the Soul King level, their future is bright. They are the most talented disciples of the Spirit Hall Academy and will be a great support to you in the days ahead!"
Even Jiang Xiaofeng was surprised. He didn't expect Bibi Dong to secretly prepare such a large team for him.
That woman really had done so much for him—what exactly about him attracted her?
In truth, this was something Jiang Xiaofeng had been wondering since the beginning—why had Bibi Dong taken a liking to him at first sight? Why did she invite him to join Spirit Hall and then protect him so carefully?
Ever since Jiang Xiaofeng arrived in Douluo Continent, everything seemed orchestrated.
But there was no way for Jiang Xiaofeng to investigate any of it—like the mysterious elder in the Library Pavilion, someone he had never even seen in person, and whose identity was untraceable in Spirit Hall.
"Your Highness the Holy Son, please name the team."
Jiang Xiaofeng thought for a moment. Since it was Bibi Dong who built this unit for him, and his purpose was to protect her—
"Let's call them the Dong Guard Army."
Mo Bot and Hu Liena, along with others, looked puzzled. Why such a strange name?
"Brother Feng, does that name have a special meaning?"
Jiang Xiaofeng smiled and shook his head.
"Nope, just something I came up with. From today onward, you are all members of the Dong Guard Army. Train hard—we won't let you down!"
"We swear our undying loyalty to His Highness the Holy Son!!!"
For the disciples of Spirit Hall Academy, being accepted into the Holy Son's personal unit was a supreme honor. Those who weren't selected were visibly upset.
Upon graduation, most Spirit Hall disciples either became regular soldiers or joined other Spirit Hall branches. But being one of the Holy Son's personal guard meant elite treatment and higher status.
A few days later—
Inside the Spirit Hall's Pope's Hall, located in Spirit City.
The elders, deacons, and bishops of Spirit Hall, including Bibi Dong, were all present.
A grand announcement was about to be made.
Jiang Xiaofeng and his companions arrived, dressed in formal attire.
"What's with all the ceremony today? What's the teacher planning?" Hu Liena whispered.
Jiang Xiaofeng shook his head—he wasn't sure either. He had just been told to dress formally, as something important would be announced.
But as soon as they arrived at the hall and saw everyone else also dressed ceremonially—
"No idea. Let's just wait and see."
Suddenly, the bell tolls echoed throughout the Spirit Hall.
Bibi Dong stood up.
Her solemn voice rang in Jiang Xiaofeng's ears.
"Jiang Xiaofeng, Hu Liena, Xie Yue, Yan—step forward!"
The four of them, led by Jiang Xiaofeng, stepped into the center of the hall.
Bibi Dong lightly tapped her scepter on the floor.
"I hereby declare that the four of you are now recipients of the Purple Record Medal of Spirit Hall. The medals will now be presented!"
The four were shocked. The Purple Record Medal was Spirit Hall's highest recognition for the younger generation of top-tier soul masters.
Only Spirit Hall's peerless talents were ever awarded this medal.
And now Bibi Dong was giving all four of them the medal at once—a completely unprecedented move.
Before Jiang Xiaofeng could think too much—
Bibi Dong walked slowly toward him.
A guard beside her held a jade tray with four medals atop it.
Bibi Dong personally picked up one and pinned it on Jiang Xiaofeng.
"Don't let your teacher down, alright?"
Jiang Xiaofeng nodded.
"Don't worry. I will never disappoint you!"
Bibi Dong then proceeded to pin medals on Hu Liena, Xie Yue, and Yan.
Looking down at the shining medal on their chests, they knew this was more than just an award—it was a symbol of supreme status within Spirit Hall. Recipients of this medal were destined to be future pillars of the organization.
"The medals have been awarded. I hope you four do not disappoint my expectations!"
"Announce it to the entire Douluo Continent—Spirit Hall has four new Purple Record Medal holders!"
"Yes!"
Dong~~
The bell rang again, echoing across all of Spirit City.
Spirit Hall had officially welcomed four new Purple Record Medal holders. The last person to receive this honor was Bibi Dong herself.
Meanwhile, inside the Douluo Hall...
Grand Worship Qian Daoliu wore a cold sneer.
"Bibi Dong, enjoy your moment while it lasts. The day you leave Spirit Hall draws ever closer."
"How goes the matter I instructed?"
A shadowy figure appeared in the darkness of the Douluo Hall.
"It's done. The team has been selected."
"Good. Let's not allow any more mistakes this time."
"Understood, Grand Worship!"
Since there was a wager involved with Bibi Dong, Qian Daoliu certainly had his own plans to stop Jiang Xiaofeng and the others from claiming victory.
"He dares dream of the Angel Trial? That disciple of hers—is he even worthy?"
(End of Chapter)