Chapter 13 Bibi Dong: The hatred for killing my master is irreconcilable!
Chapter 13 Bibi Dong: The hatred for killing my master is irreconcilable!
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Inside the Papal Palace, white banners hung high, and the atmosphere was oppressively suffocating.
The enormous coffin, crafted from ancient sandalwood, sat in the very center of the main hall, exuding extreme luxury.
Of course, it was empty inside, since Qian Xunji had been eaten by Bibi Dong until there was nothing left.
Bibi Dong, dressed in black mourning clothes, walked solemnly into the main hall.
The atmosphere in the main hall was somewhat heavy, and no one spoke, but Golden Crocodile Douluo's gaze was immediately fixed on Bibi Dong.
Bibi Dong killed Qian Xunji and completely devoured him!
Qian Daoliu had already told him about this last night.
Originally, Qian Daoliu did not want to tell anyone about this, but he could not bear the pain of losing his son in his old age alone.
Moreover, Bibi Dong was tainted with a strange aura of an evil god, which made Qian Daoliu extremely wary.
Furthermore, now that Qian Xunji is dead, Qian Daoliu is unwilling to let Qian Renxue become an orphan, and he dares not let her face the pain of losing her parents overnight, so he left at that time.
They returned to the Temple of Angels.
It wasn't until this morning that Qian Daoliu brought him along to cover up everything.
This matter cannot be exposed, not only for Qian Renxue's sake, but also for the stability of the Spirit Hall. If we successfully deal with Bibi Dong, all will be fine, but if we fail, things will completely spiral out of control.
Therefore, Qian Daoliu planned to completely bury this matter and shift all the responsibility to Tang Hao and the Haotian Sect.
Qian Daoliu even planned to have Bibi Dong inherit the papacy.
This woman's talent and abilities were already evident when she served as a saint.
Given her current strength, it is only natural that she succeeds to the position of Pope.
This would both stabilize the situation and keep Bibi Dong, a dangerous factor, under control.
Even if Bibi Dong touched the legacy of the evil god, having the affairs of the Pope hold her back would at least slow down the speed at which she inherited that power.
Qian Daoliu believed that Bibi Dong was ambitious.
Otherwise, she wouldn't have used such a covert method to kill Qian Xunji, nor would she have stayed in Wuhun City after killing him.
She also wants the papacy!
On the high platform.
Qian Daoliu stood with his hands behind his back. He did not turn around, nor did he want to.
Even as a peerless Douluo, the thought of having to personally help the man who killed his son to the position of Pope, while he was right behind him, still made him feel an indescribable weariness and nausea.
But he had no choice.
For Xue'er's sake, and for the sake of the Spirit Hall's foundation, he had to swallow this insult.
Golden Crocodile Douluo glanced at the silent figure and sighed inwardly. Then he turned around, his cloudy but piercing old eyes sweeping across the entire hall. The pressure of a level 98 peak Douluo pressed down like a mountain, instantly silencing the previously somewhat agitated hall.
"Now that everyone has arrived, I will announce the decree of the Grand Master."
Golden Crocodile Douluo's voice was deep and thunderous, echoing throughout the hall.
"Pope Qian Xunji, in his efforts to uphold the honor of the Spirit Hall, was betrayed by Tang Hao, a traitor from the Clear Sky Sect. Despite all efforts to save him, his vital essence was damaged, and he tragically passed away last night!"
Despite being mentally prepared, the elders present still felt a pang of sorrow upon hearing the confirmed news of the death, their faces showing grief.
"However, a country cannot be without a ruler for a day, and the Spirit Hall cannot be without a leader for a day. Now is a time of great turmoil, with the Clear Sky Sect eyeing us covetously from the outside, and we need to reorganize the hearts and minds of the people from within."
Golden Crocodile Douluo changed the subject, his gaze fixed on Bibi Dong, who was bowing her head in silent mourning.
"After discussions between the High Priest and myself, it has been decided that the Holy Maiden Bibi Dong will succeed to the position of Pope of the Spirit Hall, effective immediately!"
"What?!"
These words caused an uproar in the previously oppressive hall.
A highly experienced platinum bishop couldn't help but step forward. Although intimidated by the authority of the revered elder, he still forced himself to speak, "Second Elder, isn't this... a bit hasty?"
"Although Her Highness is exceptionally intelligent, she is still quite young, not even thirty years old yet. In the entire thousand-year history of the Spirit Hall, there has never been such a young Pope."
"Yes, the position of Pope is crucial to the rise and fall of the Spirit Hall. If a woman under the age of thirty were to take the helm, it would be difficult to gain the respect of the people, let alone awe the heroes of the world!"
Questions and criticisms arose one after another.
In their eyes, Bibi Dong, though a genius, was ultimately just a junior.
Let her become Pope? Where would that leave the faces of us old folks?
Faced with the crowd's questions, Golden Crocodile Douluo neither explained nor became angry. He simply turned his head to look at Bibi Dong, who had remained silent, and said calmly:
"Bibi Dong, it seems that people don't know enough about your strength."
"If that's the case, then let them see if you're qualified."
Bibi Dong nodded slightly, her beautiful face expressionless, only a hint of contempt for these mediocre people flashing deep in her eyes.
Just as she was about to reveal her aura, Nan Feng, who was watching the show from within her spiritual sea, suddenly spoke:
"Dong'er, can I take the lead in this act?"
"roll."
"OK."
Bibi Dong took a step forward.
boom--!!!
A chilling, domineering, and terrifying aura, seemingly emanating from the deepest hell, instantly erupted from her center!
Then, to everyone's utter astonishment, spirit rings slowly rose from beneath her feet.
Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black...
Eight spirit rings pulsating – that's the ultimate, perfect spirit ring configuration!
"An eight-ring Contra Douluo?! She actually..."
The elder who had just raised the question was abruptly silenced before he could finish speaking.
Because the ninth spirit ring has been raised!
It was a vibrant, glistening red, as if it had been irrigated with fresh blood!
Red light filled the sky!
A terrifying crimson light instantly illuminated the entire dimly lit hall, and the imperial pressure emanating from the 100,000-year-old soul beast raged relentlessly in the hearts of every elder!
"A...a hundred thousand-year spirit ring?!"
"A Titled Douluo?! How is this possible?!"
The entire room fell silent!
Everyone stared wide-eyed at the eerie red spirit ring, their breath catching in their throats.
A titled Douluo under the age of thirty!
The ninth spirit ring is the legendary 100,000-year spirit ring!
With such talent and strength, let alone inheriting the papacy, he could easily crush those old guys right now!
"Now, who still thinks the Saintess isn't qualified?"
Golden Crocodile Douluo's icy voice rang out at just the right moment, breaking the deathly silence.
No one speaks.
Faced with absolute strength, all qualifications and age become a joke.
In the world of Soul Masters, the strong are respected; this is an unchanging truth.
That bright red 100,000-year soul ring was enough to suppress all doubts in the soul master world!
Golden Crocodile Douluo stared at the dazzling 100,000-year spirit ring, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes. He then let out a cold snort, breaking the deathly silence:
"The Holy Maiden possesses extraordinary talent and exceptional abilities, and is also the youngest Title Douluo in history. It is only natural that she inherits the Pope's throne!"
"We... pay our respects to His Holiness the Pope!"
This time, no one dared to hesitate.
Led by several cardinals, everyone knelt down in unison, paying the highest level of homage to the peerless woman standing in the center of the hall, surrounded by nine soul rings.
Bibi Dong put away her spirit rings, and the suffocating pressure instantly dissipated.
"very good."
Golden Crocodile Douluo nodded, then said in a deep voice, "The Pope has just passed away, and the situation is currently turbulent. The coronation ceremony for the new emperor will be simplified. From today onwards, it will be announced to the entire continent that the Spirit Hall has established a new emperor!"
At this point, two cold glints suddenly flashed in Golden Crocodile Douluo's cloudy old eyes as he stared intently at Bibi Dong:
"Your Holiness the Pope."
"The Clear Sky Sect is arrogant and unprincipled, and its disciple Tang Hao is even more audacious, attempting to assassinate the late emperor! This is a great disgrace to our Spirit Hall!"
"Now that you have ascended the throne, this matter must not be left unresolved!"
This is Qian Daoliu's intention, and it's also the stance that the Spirit Hall must take.
Even if it's just to cover up the truth, Tang Hao has to take the blame for this!
Upon hearing this, the red light in Bibi Dong's eyes gradually faded.
"Second Offering, rest assured."
"The hatred for killing one's master is irreconcilable."
"I hereby issue an immediate order for the arrest of Tang Hao throughout the entire continent! Anyone who harbors him will be punished the same as the Haotian Sect!"
"As for the Haotian Sect..."
"Since they have produced such a good disciple, they should be prepared to bear the wrath of the Spirit Hall."
"I will make them pay for this blood debt a thousandfold!"
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