Is the Person Who Proposed This Plan Brain-Damaged?

The sudden voice broke the silence in the hall and interrupted Bibi Dong's thoughts.

She let out a soft breath and composed her expression.

"Come in."

Since there was no other choice, she might as well trust Yue Guan.

Besides—

Whenever she recalled those calm, bright black eyes, she felt faintly reassured.

Perhaps there really would be some pleasant surprises.

But compared to Bibi Dong, Guang Ling was in no such good mood.

He had clearly seen this woman about to yield, only for that brat to interrupt her. Now, it seemed she was wavering again?

Hmph!

Guang Ling Douluo sneered inwardly as he looked toward the door.

Since you refuse to appreciate kindness, Bibi Dong, and still hope to struggle with such absurdity, don't blame me for being ruthless!

Let us rewind to one minute earlier.

"Well? Stunned, weren't you? The first time I saw it, I was shocked for ages too."

Chrysanthemum Douluo looked at the slightly dazed white-haired youth, proudly pointing at Pontiff Palace, unable to conceal the pride in his voice.

"This is the place every soul master on the continent dreams of. As long as you can secure a place within it..."

Ghost Douluo's eyes were likewise full of longing.

"Mm, it really is impressive."

Su Chen seemed to have only just come back to his senses, nodding in praise.

"Huh? Why does it feel like you're not all that impressed? Didn't you look completely dumbstruck, kid?"

Chrysanthemum Douluo eyed Su Chen suspiciously.

Why did this kid seem a little perfunctory?

"No, this hall truly is among the finest. All right, my lords, let's go in."

Su Chen said with a smile.

He was not lying. Whether in craftsmanship or style, this grand hall ranked among the best even by his standards.

But as for being utterly stunned... for someone who could summon Susanoo barehanded, spent every day beating up foxes for fun, and occasionally visited Shikkotsu Forest to see slugs, it was merely decent.

So asking him to look awestruck was genuinely difficult.

As for why he had frozen just now, it was because his Sage's powerful senses had allowed him to overhear some rather interesting information from the other side of the doors.

"So even Bibi Dong has times when she gets humiliated."

The youth pondered briefly and swiftly revised his plan.

"All right, let's go in."

Chrysanthemum Douluo scratched his head. He felt there was something strange about the child's wording, but it did not matter. Going inside was more urgent.

Pushing open the doors, Yue Guan impatiently shouted out, while the youth's gaze passed through layer upon layer of scrutinizing eyes and settled on the graceful figure seated farthest away, at the highest point.

Beneath a gilded crown embedded with purple gemstones was a face that could only be called breathtakingly beautiful. Her snow-white skin seemed delicate enough to break at a touch, and her exquisite features looked as though they had been crafted by heaven itself. Seductive without being gaudy, gorgeous without being vulgar, her pink gradient hair fell loosely around her, making her beauty beyond compare.

The purple-and-gold Pontiff robes could not conceal her graceful figure in the slightest. Her curves were alluring, her body delicate, and her long legs crossed together. Nobility and icy beauty coexisted within her; resting quietly in the crook of her arm was a purple-gold scepter, displaying boundless magnificence.

Bibi Dong!

The greatest villain in the first part of Douluo Continent, and also the officially recognized most beautiful woman.

She truly lived up to her reputation.

Su Chen sighed inwardly.

Perhaps noticing the youth's undisguised gaze, Bibi Dong's beautiful eyes turned toward him as well.

There was curiosity in them, coldness, and a trace of deeply concealed madness.

Su Chen understood why.

At present, she was at the lowest point of her life. She had personally devoured her beastly master, then been abandoned by Yu Xiaogang, who had not the slightest sense of responsibility. Even after becoming Pontiff, every step she took was fraught with difficulty.

Yet who could have imagined that this woman would later come close to unifying the Douluo Continent and even send Tang San, the protagonist favored by destiny, into the halls of death?

Unfortunately, someone up in heaven was protecting him, and with a wave of their hand, they brought him back to life.

In short, she was a very dangerous woman.

But she was also a very pitiful woman.

Calling her a good person might seem wrong at first glance, since she did appear rather wicked. But upon closer thought, there were actually very few things she had done that could truly be called evil.

Was overthrowing feudal empires and unifying the continent evil?

One only needed to look at the chaotic mess ten thousand years later to know that unification brought more benefits than harm. Besides, once the empires ruled the continent, even the welfare of free martial soul awakenings for commoners disappeared, let alone soul coin subsidies.

Were her grudges with the Three Upper Sects evil?

One side's enemy was another side's hero. With different positions, how could such matters be defined simply as good or evil?

As for Tang San's family, forget it.

No matter how much they embellished the deep love between husband and wife or mother and son, weren't they still soul beasts in the end?

There was nothing wrong with soul masters hunting soul beasts, was there? When that hypocritical God King dealt with the Deep Sea Demonic Whale King, why didn't he consider that the whale was also some female whale's husband and some little whale's father?

So while Bibi Dong talked about destroying the world every day, she had not actually done a single truly evil thing. Unlike Obito next door—when he said he wanted to destroy the world, he actually got things done. After turning evil, he started killing his master and mistress, and the slaughter he wrought was truly too vast to count.

Compared to him, Bibi Dong was practically child's play.

People like them were, in a sense, very "pure."

They made terrifying enemies, but if they became companions, they were also companions one could trust.

Therefore, Su Chen planned to help her first.

Guang Ling Douluo frowned as he looked at the two adults and one child. After shooting Yue Guan an almost imperceptible glare, he shifted his gaze to the smallest white-haired figure in the middle.

"So this brat is Su Chen?"

He stood tall and straight, his features were handsome, and even while facing so many people, he remained composed. Regardless of his talent, his mental fortitude was indeed excellent.

Based on that alone, he was a rare genius. Not to mention that his Innate Full Soul Power was an undeniable fact.

Guang Ling Douluo nodded approvingly to himself.

He decided that he would tell his subordinates to go easy on him later. Once Bibi Dong's prestige had completely collapsed, he would bring this boy back to the Angel Lineage for training.

Besides him, there were several others whom he also intended to bring back to the Six-Winged Angel lineage.

The thought of all those geniuses joining the Six-Winged Angel lineage filled Guang Ling Douluo with delight. He cleared his throat and showed a benevolent smile, but before he could speak to win the youth over, the white-haired boy spoke first.

"Um, while I was outside the hall just now, I seemed to hear about a plan concerning the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon. May I ask who proposed it?"

The youth's words changed the expressions of everyone present, and they all looked at him in surprise.

What was going on? Wasn't this child brought here by Yue Guan?

Why did it seem like he was about to flatter Guang Ling Douluo?

Was he switching sides at the last moment?

Everyone looked gleefully at Chrysanthemum Douluo, whose face had turned livid. The actor he had worked so hard to find was actually going to take the initiative to flatter Guang Ling Elder. This was truly hilarious.

An extremely satisfied expression appeared on Guang Ling's face.

It seemed this boy knew what was good for him.

"Little fellow, what do you think of this plan?"

One of Guang Ling Douluo's supporters stepped forward and asked impatiently, raising his brows at Ghost and Chrysanthemum Douluo at the same time.

All eyes instantly focused on him. Faced with so many gazes, the white-haired youth seemed hesitant to speak.

"It's all right, little fellow. Speak freely. Here, no one can stop you from voicing any opinion!"

Guang Ling Douluo waved his hand domineeringly.

"Then that's fine."

The youth nodded, a smile appearing on his handsome little face.

"What I want to say is, is the person who proposed this plan brain-damaged?"