That Is Not My Sister But Bibi Dong?!

Ye Tian and his group returned to the farm on horseback.

After learning that Bibi Dong was reading in her study, he walked straight up and knocked on the door.

Knock knock.

"Sister, I'm back."

Inside the study.

Bibi Dong, who had been focused on handling government affairs, heard Ye Tian's voice and looked up with her beautiful eyes.

At the same time, her hands moved quickly, putting away important documents from the desk into her storage ring.

She casually picked up a book and placed it on the desk, pretending to read.

After a moment.

Ye Tian pushed the door open and entered.

Bibi Dong put down the book, smiled, and asked, "How did things go on Golden Turtle Island?"

"Not bad. We ran into some pirates along the way, but luckily a patrol from the Spirit Hall happened to pass by and took care of them," Ye Tian said casually, spreading his hands.

He didn't mention the dangers of the trip to the Li family.

After all, it was over.

Telling her would only cause his sister unnecessary worry.

"Hmm." Bibi Dong nodded lightly and began talking about recent events on the farm: 

"The typhoon had a major impact on the Butterfly Farm. Nine out of ten Fire Spirit Chickens on the mountain died, and many crops were frozen."

Ye Tian had anticipated this.

He asked, "Were the dead Fire Spirit Chickens taken care of?"

"Chen Jian suggested giving them away for free, and the surrounding farmers picked them up," Bibi Dong said as she closed her book, her eyes slightly moving as she explained.

"That's good."

Ye Tian sighed softly. Giving them to the farmers was better than letting them go to waste.

…

After hearing that Ye Tian had returned to the Butterfly Farm, Chen Jian and Thirteen arrived shortly after.

Upon seeing Ye Tian, Chen Jian handed over a written report.

With a worried expression, he said quietly, "This is the damage report from all your farms. A conservative estimate puts the losses at over twenty million gold soul coins."

Hearing this number, Ye Tian raised his eyebrows slightly.

But natural disasters were beyond anyone's control. He only glanced at the report briefly before handing it back to Chen Jian.

"Don't worry about the losses anymore. Old Chen, I want you to take inventory of the reserves at all my farms. We're going to make a big move soon."

After disasters, prices often soar, and people suffer.

And there will always be speculators, taking advantage of the crisis to inflate prices and profit.

What Ye Tian was planning was to teach those speculators a lesson.

And at the same time, recover the losses from the disaster.

Hearing this, Chen Jian's eyes flickered, and he nodded, saying, "Understood."

Then, Ye Tian looked up at Thirteen and waved, saying, "Let's talk somewhere else."

Thirteen understood and followed Ye Tian to a deserted grassy area.

After making sure no one was around, Ye Tian spoke calmly:

"Send an elite team to investigate the recent movements of Spirit Hall in Spirit City."

Investigate Spirit Hall? 

Thirteen was a bit puzzled. This was the first time the intelligence agency he led had ever been assigned a mission far from home.

And the target was none other than the most powerful force in the world, Spirit Hall.

This made Thirteen's heart race. Could it be that Ye Tian was starting to plan his conquest of Douluo?

Of course, as a subordinate, it wasn't his place to ask questions.

Despite his many doubts, he immediately bowed and said, "Understood."

Ye Tian noticed Thirteen's hesitation.

With a serious expression, he explained, "I have a feeling that Spirit Hall is planning something in East Sea City."

This wasn't just idle speculation.

It was a conclusion drawn from careful deduction.

After the assassination of the branch leader in East Sea City, the normal procedure would be for the Spirit Main Hall of the Silvis Province to send someone to investigate.

At most, the Spirit Temple in Heaven Dou City might send a higher-ranked official.

However, Spirit City had immediately dispatched a titled Douluo-level elder to investigate after the assassination.

This was highly unusual. 

And that was just one aspect of it. Before this, Spirit Hall's elite scouts had already been spotted operating along the coast of the East Sea.

Based on the strength and reconnaissance abilities of these scouts, they at least belonged to one of Spirit Hall's three elite knight divisions.

But the East Sea coast was a completely unremarkable place.

Nothing special at all.

For Spirit Hall to suddenly deploy such high-level forces to this area raised suspicions.

After hearing Ye Tian's explanation, Thirteen was still a bit hesitant. "Master, what kind of information should our team look for once they arrive at Spirit City?"

Ye Tian waved his hand lightly and said, "No need to infiltrate deeply. Just gather information on Spirit Hall's recent open activities."

If Spirit Hall was planning any external actions, they would undoubtedly mobilize military forces and high-ranking soul masters.

These people couldn't come and go unnoticed from Spirit City. A little inquiry would reveal the information.

"Understood." Thirteen nodded seriously, now fully grasping the plan.

Since there was no need to infiltrate deeply, the risk of this operation was much lower.

It could even serve as a drill for long-distance intelligence gathering.

Afterward, Ye Tian asked, "Has there been any movement along the East Sea coast lately?"

Thirteen replied, "After the typhoon passed, the various areas along the coast have been busy with recovery efforts, and nothing notable has occurred."

"However, our intelligence agents in the Silvis Province recently reported that the Heavenly Spear Douluo, Wu Fuxuan, a naval admiral of the Heaven Dou Empire, has gone missing. Emperor Xue Ye has sent Crown Prince Xue Qinghe to investigate."

"Heavenly Spear Douluo? Crown Prince Xue Qinghe?"

Ye Tian narrowed his eyes. Could this be the work of Spirit Hall?

After all, he knew that the real Crown Prince Xue Qinghe had long since died.

The current one was none other than Bibi Dong's daughter, Qian Renxue.

With Qian Renxue infiltrating the Heaven Dou Empire, the mysterious disappearance of a titled Douluo seemed almost expected.

Thirteen took out a piece of paper from his chest and explained, "This is the bounty notice from the Silvis Province."

Ye Tian took the paper and examined it carefully.

It was a notice similar to a missing persons bulletin, offering a reward of fifty thousand gold soul coins for finding Wu Fuxuan or providing information.

Fifty thousand gold soul coins wouldn't even fill the gap in a soul master's teeth.

This made Ye Tian click his tongue. The Heaven Dou Empire was really stingy.

As he continued reading, he came across a portrait of Heavenly Spear Douluo.

A middle-aged man with a scar on his face, wielding a spear as his martial soul.

"Wait a minute, why does this look familiar?"

Ye Tian's eyes narrowed as he stared for a moment, then suddenly realized: this was none other than the pirate Coral!

When Zhou Long beheaded Coral, he had even shown Ye Tian the head.

At the time, the pirate's face had been covered in blood, so Ye Tian hadn't gotten a clear look.

But the scar on his face was unmistakable.

The scar in the portrait was identical to the one Coral had.

"Interesting."

Seeing Ye Tian deep in thought, Thirteen asked, "Master, have you seen Heavenly Spear Douluo before?"

Ye Tian smiled and shrugged, saying, "Not only have I seen him, but Zhou Long personally beheaded him."

"Z-Zhou Long!!"

Thirteen's eyes widened in disbelief.

Heavenly Spear Douluo had been killed by Zhou Long! 

If the Heaven Dou Empire found out, wouldn't the entire East Sea coast be surrounded by their army!

The Tian Ce Army only had five thousand soldiers.

It wasn't nearly enough to go up against the ancient Heaven Dou Empire.

He immediately became alert and asked in a low voice, "Master, does anyone else know about this?"

Ye Tian's expression turned serious as he shook his head, saying, "It's hard to say."

During the battle, the furious Heavenly Spear Douluo had fought in person.

There were at least a thousand, if not eight hundred, people who had seen his face. 

(End of Chapter)

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