Bibi Dong's Test!

Night

Pope's Palace

Inside the resplendent Pope's Palace, Bibi Dong sat solemnly in the hall. The black-clad man she had encountered in the Star Dou Great Forest lingered in her mind, impossible to banish. She was filled with doubt. "Who exactly was he?"

The black-clad man's pressure belonged to a Limit Douluo. Bibi Dong knew that there were three supreme experts on the Douluo Continent: Qian Daoliu, the Grand Worshipper of the Elder Hall; Bo Saixi, the Grand Worshipper of Sea God Island; and Tang Chen of the Clear Sky Sect, who had vanished many years ago. Qian Daoliu was within Spirit Hall. Though he stood in a different faction from her, he would not interfere with her hunting Soul Beasts. Bo Saixi, meanwhile, was on the remote Sea God Island and almost never left. Besides, the black-clad man was male, so he certainly could not have been Bo Saixi.

"Could it be Tang Chen of the Clear Sky Sect?"

"That aura was not Tang Chen's. It couldn't have been him." Bibi Dong immediately dismissed the thought.

"He must be the master of some hidden sect. Whoever you are, I, Bibi Dong, will conquer you." Bibi Dong's gaze burned with Scorching Heat as she spoke coldly.

Bibi Dong sought the mysterious black-clad man not because he had taken her Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast. On the contrary, not only did she not intend to seek revenge, she wanted to entrust him with an important role and conquer him.

After Chu Fan rescued Dancing, Bibi Dong and the others found another hundred-thousand-year soul beast in the forest, killed it, and obtained its soul ring and soul bone. It was precisely because Bibi Dong had acquired that soul ring that she began advancing her plan to conquer the world. Qian Renxue had also been sent to Heaven Dou City as an undercover agent, awaiting the right opportunity.

At that moment, Chrysanthemum Douluo, Chrysanthemum Pass, came before Bibi Dong. "Pope, that brat Chu Fan returned completely unharmed."

"He came back completely unharmed?" Bibi Dong was immediately astonished.

"Chrysanthemum Pass, what do you think?" Bibi Dong asked.

"His Holiness the Pope, according to him, he was lucky and did not encounter any dangerous Soul Beasts. He even obtained a hundred-year Soul Ring along the way."

"Though such a situation is difficult to imagine, it is not impossible."

Though Chrysanthemum Pass was shocked, he had no choice but to believe it. He did not believe Chu Fan could have fought his way through the forest on his own strength.

"Enough. You may leave," Bibi Dong ordered.

"Yes!" Chrysanthemum Pass answered and withdrew. The entire hall was left with Bibi Dong alone, resting her cheek on her hand as she studied the matter in thought.

"Chu Fan, how interesting."

"You truly aren't as simple as you appear." Bibi Dong weighed him in her mind. Deep down, she had already begun considering bringing Chu Fan into the Pope's Palace.

The next day

Elders and worshippers were gathered in Spirit Hall, discussing matters.

Qian Renxue brought Chu Fan to Spirit Hall. She had already made up her mind: when she left Spirit Hall for Heaven Dou City, she would have her grandfather and the Pope grant Chu Fan an identity so that he could establish himself in Spirit Hall. This was also something she could do for Chu Fan.

At that moment, Bibi Dong stood in the center of the hall. Looking down at Qian Renxue and Chu Fan, she asked, "Xue'er, today is the day you leave Spirit Hall for Heaven Dou City. Do you have any wishes?"

Bibi Dong was, after all, Qian Renxue's birth mother. Yet she had never fulfilled her duty as a mother. Instead, she had turned her daughter into a pawn in her conquest of the world and sent her to Heaven Dou City as an undercover agent. She could not help feeling guilty.

"I have only one request: Chu Fan must be given an identity and status in Spirit Hall. No one is to make things difficult for him." Qian Renxue looked at Chu Fan with reluctance in her eyes and spoke loudly.

Seeing Qian Renxue protect him, Chu Fan felt a wave of warmth rise within him. The corners of his lips curled up slightly as he secretly laughed. This little girl wasn't spoiled for nothing.

Qian Daoliu loved Qian Renxue most dearly, so naturally he would not do anything to upset his granddaughter. Yet he did not want Chu Fan to become an obstacle on Qian Renxue's path forward. His granddaughter had the potential to inherit a godhood in the future, while Chu Fan was merely an ordinary person who would only hinder Xue'er's growth.

This was also why Qian Daoliu had not stopped Bibi Dong's scheme, but had instead tacitly allowed Xue'er to go to Heaven Dou City. Only when she could no longer see Chu Fan would Qian Renxue devote herself wholeheartedly to cultivation. Otherwise, given his position in Spirit Hall, if he did not agree, no one would dare force Xue'er to go.

Suddenly, Qian Daoliu came up with an idea.

If Chu Fan were sent into the Pope's Palace, then he and Xue'er would no longer belong to the same faction. With no contact between them, Xue'er would surely forget Chu Fan over time.

Thinking of this, Qian Daoliu stroked his beard, quite satisfied with his own idea. He gave two dry coughs and said sternly, "In that case, Pope, why not let Chu Fan become Hu Liena's teacher?"

"I heard that at the academy, Chu Fan had even made his teachers feel inferior. He is quite accomplished in Soul Master theory. There would be nothing inappropriate about him teaching Nana."

"Nana? Could that be Hu Liena?" Chu Fan was startled inwardly.

On the Douluo Continent, if there was anyone he liked most, Hu Liena would definitely rank among them. He still remembered Hu Liena's unusual martial soul, which had captivated countless fans. Who knew how many young men had fallen before her enchanting figure?

Chu Fan secretly laughed wickedly. If I become her teacher, then couldn't I... properly train her?

"When did that old bastard Qian Daoliu become so sensible?"

Though he was excited inside, Chu Fan did not show it. His face remained expressionless as he stood motionless.

Bibi Dong naturally understood what that old fox Qian Daoliu was thinking, but she did not refuse. Since she wanted to observe Chu Fan closely, once he became Nana's teacher, he would live right under her watchful eye, where she could see him clearly. Once he grew up, he could naturally become a member of her Pope's Palace.

However, although Bibi Dong had no objections in her heart, she could not agree to that old bastard's proposal so easily. She did not want to lose the dignity of her position as Pope before Qian Daoliu. She immediately asked coldly, "Becoming Nana's teacher is not something you can accomplish just by talking."

"Fine, Bibi Dong, looking down on me? Forget Hu Liena—one day, I'll make even you obey me completely." Chu Fan put on a beard-blowing, eye-glowering expression as he thought to himself.

"Then what do you want?" Qian Daoliu asked.

"Very well. For Xue'er's sake, we can waive those assessments."

Before Chu Fan could rejoice, Bibi Dong continued, "As long as you can withstand my pressure for half an incense stick's time, I will let you become Nana's teacher."

"Under your pressure, let alone a little brat like Chu Fan with Soul Power below level twenty, even a level-forty Soul Elder would find it difficult to endure half an incense stick's time in your hands!" Qian Daoliu said angrily.

"Isn't that demand far too excessive?" Standing beside Chu Fan, Qian Renxue grabbed his hand. Her face was filled with anxiety as she hurriedly echoed him.

Just as Qian Daoliu was enraged, a domineering voice rang out from the hall.

"What's so difficult about mere pressure?"

Everyone in the hall was instantly stunned. The entire place fell deathly silent.