Night fell.
Spirit City, Pope's Palace.
Dai Yao looked up at Pope's Palace, perched atop the mountains, his stomach full of doubts. Today, he had formally joined Spirit Hall, and banquets had followed one after another. Quite a few red-robed cardinals had come to visit him, and he had only just managed to get away when Bibi Dong sent someone to summon him to Pope's Palace that night.
"It's this late. What does Bibi Dong want with me?"
His gaze darkened slightly as he wondered in confusion.
He was not some lust-addled fool. He would never assume that after meeting her a few times, he had conquered Bibi Dong with the charm of a protagonist. True, Bibi Dong was devastatingly beautiful. Back when he had watched the anime, she had made his heart burn.
But after he truly felt Bibi Dong's might, that fantasy in his heart was dispelled. She was an unrivaled beauty, a figure who towered over the age, one of the supreme beings on the continent. Though her personality was somewhat paranoid and extreme, that, too, had been shaped by others.
Moreover, once a woman like her fell in love with someone, she would surely remain faithful unto death. But Dai Yao understood even more clearly that with Bibi Dong's status and strength, standing above the continent, it was already difficult for anyone to enter her heart.
Which meant Bibi Dong would still be like she was in the original work, loving Yu Xiaogang until she tortured herself half to death.
He suppressed his doubts and walked into Pope's Palace with a respectful expression.
"Greetings, Your Holiness!"
Dai Yao lowered his head, his eyes fixed straight ahead, and spoke respectfully.
"Rise."
A cool voice, like something from a moon palace, sounded from the high papal platform. Dai