Spirit Hall.
Pope's Palace.
A magnificently dressed woman sat upon the seat in Pope's Palace. She wore a luxurious black robe embroidered with gold patterns, a Nine-Curve Purple-Gold Crown on her head, and held a scepter nearly two meters long, studded with countless gems. Her fair skin and almost flawless features made her seem utterly extraordinary. Especially the intangible nobility and sanctity she exuded, which made people unable to resist the urge to worship her.
The woman appeared to be in her thirties, yet age seemed to have left no trace upon her face. Instead, it had made her figure fuller and more radiant, displaying the bearing of a mature woman in full.
Such a woman would draw attention wherever she went. Yet no one dared show her disrespect, because she was Bibi Dong, the current Pope of Spirit Hall.
As the Pope of Spirit Hall, no one dared defile her.
"Achoo."
Below, Hu Liena, dressed in golden dark robes, suddenly sneezed without warning.
What was going on? Why did she feel like someone was speaking ill of her behind her back?
Could it be that guy?
Ever since returning from Star Dou Forest, scenes from that day had surfaced in her mind from time to time. Even now, recalling them still filled her with shame and anger.
"Nana, what are you thinking about? I've noticed that you've been a little off these past few days." Bibi Dong looked at Hu Liena and asked doubtfully.
"Ah? Teacher, I'm fine. I was just thinking about some cultivation questions they taught at Spirit Hall Academy this morning." Hearing Bibi Dong call her, Hu Liena hurriedly answered in a fluster.
"Enough. I know what girls your age are thinking about. But if you really have someone you like, you must let me know.