Is Xiao Yan a Fire God Successor?
"Three years? I only need two and a half years."
Suddenly, Yu Xiaogang's voice came.
Just as he regained consciousness, he overheard Bibi Dong and Wu Ning talking.
Now, in order to gain more resources from Bibi Dong, they are even more shameless.
"Yu Xiaogang, you don't even know what we're talking about, yet you dare to spout such nonsense? How dare you call yourself Grandmaster?"
Wu Ning looked down on Yu Xiaogang and wished he could knock Yu Xiaogang to the ground right now and make him sleep some more.
"Your Pope, please believe me. With my understanding of the Soul Master's Meridians, I am certain that I will be able to complete the cultivation technique within two and a half years."
Yu Xiaogang didn't want to pay any attention to Wu Ning. He just looked at Bibi Dong and gave her a wicked smile, brimming with confidence.
At this moment, Yu Xiaogang's greasy expression made Bibi Dong gasp for breath; she felt like she was going to vomit.
"Alright, alright, all of you go and create your own cultivation techniques. Whoever creates the technique first will get a ten- Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone."
Bibi Dong, with one hand on her forehead, leaned back on the Papal Seat and said weakly.
She really didn't want to see that idiot Yu Xiaogang anymore.
"Thank you, Your Pope. I will do my best."
Yu Xiaogang only felt that he was still a Grandmaster in front of Bibi Dong, otherwise Bibi Dong would not have chosen to believe him.
Yu Xiaogang's confidence swelled even more, and he immediately turned to look at Wu Ning.
"Wu Ning, do you dare to have a match with me?"
"You're a fucking idiot, better than your mother."
Wu Ning cursed directly; he was truly impressed by Yu Xiaogang's idiocy.
"What... what did you say?"
"I'm saying, are you even worthy of being compared to your mother?"
"What level are you in, competing with me?"
Wu Ning glared at Yu Xiaogang and started cursing, leaving Yu Xiaogang completely dumbfounded.
"This is an insult to civility..."
"You're a disgrace, my foot!"
When Yu Xiaogang was about to speak, Wu Ning interrupted him, silencing him.
"Reporting, Your Pope, Spirit Luan Douluo requests an audience."
Suddenly, a guard Papal Hall hurriedly reported this.
"Please let her in."
Bibi Dong pressed her temples and said casually.
Before long, Spirit Luan Douluo flew directly into the Papal Hall, carrying a portrait with her.
"Your Pope, this is a portrait of Grandmaster Xiao Yan."
After handing the portrait to Bibi Dong, Spirit Luan Douluo explained how he obtained it.
At this moment, Bibi Dong unfolded the portrait and saw a very young-looking Soul Master wearing a Red Mask in the portrait.
Upon seeing Xiao Yan's portrait, Bibi Dong's expression changed slightly, and she was even more shocked.
Bibi Dong's heart had sunk to the bottom of the sea.
She had been worried that Xiao Yan was a successor of a god, but she still held onto a sliver of hope.
One theory is that Xiao Yan might be similar to Qian Daoliu, merely a High Priestess, and no matter how powerful he is, he couldn't possibly be more powerful than her, a true god's successor.
Secondly, some believe that Xiao Yan may be very old, and although he is exceptionally intelligent, his physical condition is not strong, so she may still have a chance.
But this portrait has now completely shattered Bibi Dong's wishful thinking.
Xiao Yan is so young, he must be a successor of a true god.
Thinking about Xiao Yan's initial Thesis without using his real name, Bibi Dong was even more certain.
It must be because Xiao Yan's strength wasn't very high back then, which is why he didn't show himself.
Xiao Yan Xiao Yan's reappearance now shows that he is no longer afraid of any powerful figures attacking him.
He is at least a Titled Douluo powerhouse!
Bibi Dong made this conclusion in her heart.
While Bibi Dong was lost in thought, Spirit Luan Douluo was still gathering information about Xiao Yan.
"Your Pope, Hall Master Keller said that Grandmaster Xiao Yan's flying speed is extremely fast, making him a powerhouse who surpasses even Titled Douluo."
"What!?"
"Isn't that Super Douluo?"
"As expected of Grandmaster Xiao Yan!"
Spirit Luan Douluo's words caused a huge stir, causing the three people in the Papal Hall to exclaim in surprise.
Bibi Dong was surprised by Xiao Yan's strength and became wary.
Yu Xiaogang gritted his teeth, feeling that he could no longer take revenge, which was hateful.
Wu Ning simply idolizes Xiao Yan.
Then, amidst the gasps of the crowd, Spirit Luan Douluo continued to add.
"Grandmaster Xiao Yan's Martial Soul is most likely Fire Dragon. Anyway, Hall Master Keller said he saw Grandmaster Xiao Yan use dragon wings and fly away at a speed that he couldn't even see with the naked eye."
"Fire Dragon?"
Bibi Dong murmured softly.
Compared to others, she exaggerated Xiao Yan's strength far more.
Moreover, what is she now thinking about, since she firmly believes that Xiao Yan is the God Successor?
"Could it be Fire God?"
Bibi Dong gasped softly, then was startled by her own speculation.
As far as she knew, the Fire God was a powerful First Level God, a powerful deity that even the Rakshasa God dared not underestimate.
What should we do now?
At that time, will we really have to face two gods?
Bibi Dong's face immediately darkened.
"By the way, Your Pope Hall Master, I heard from Hall Master Keller 'Keller report that Grandmaster Xiao Yan flew in the direction of the July Fire Plain."
Seeing that Bibi Dong seemed a bit off, Spirit Luan Douluo assumed that Bibi Dong was very interested in Xiao Yan and then revealed some more clues.
"Yes, that's right."
Bibi Dong felt like crying but had no tears left. She now truly believed that Xiao Yan was the successor of the God of Fire God.
"Your Pope, are you alright?"
Suddenly, Spirit Luan Douluo noticed that Bibi Dong's expression wasn't very good and asked nervously.
Whether I'm okay or not, isn't that up to you?
Bibi Dong felt helpless; if she listened any longer, she felt her endocrine system would go haywire, so she quickly waved her hand and said...
"You may all leave now."
"Yes."
Before long, only Bibi Dong remained in the Papal Hall.
"Rakshasa God".
Bibi Dong leaned back weakly in her chair and uttered a soft cry. The next moment, an Evil aura rose from Bibi Dong's body.
"Bibi Dong, what do you want with me?"
There was some resentment in Rakshasa God's tone. He had come to this Douluo Continent secretly, risking being discovered by Asura God.
"I want to know if Xiao Yan is the Fire God Successor?"
Bibi Dong was somewhat anxious. She knew that under normal circumstances, she shouldn't call on the Rakshasa God, but the situation was urgent.
The name Fire God sounds much stronger than Angel God or Rakshasa God.
Bibi Dong was truly not confident that she could fight two gods at the same time.
"Fire God?"
The Rakshasa God suddenly realized that when Bibi Dong asked earlier, she was only worried about other gods, but she didn't know which god it was.
Moreover, recently in the Divine Realm, the Fire God seems to be in a very good mood and even went to see the Sea God...
"Even if there's Fire God, so what? As long as I..."
The Rakshasa God's thoughts in Bibi Dong's mind stopped, and the Rakshasa God suddenly thought of something.
Could it be that the Douluo Continent has more than just the successor of the God of Fire God?
Is there still Sea God?
"Bibi Dong, I don't care what happens to the Douluo Continent, I want you to start the war ahead of schedule."
Rakshasa God dared not wait any longer. Once the Fire God and the Sea God had new successors, even if he descended to the mortal realm to fight alongside Bibi Dong, he might not have any hope of victory.
Unless he gains the resentment and Evil Qi of the entire continent.
"How could I possibly announce a war in advance?"
Bibi Dong immediately looked troubled. Her strength was not great, and her only advantage was that her Twin Martial Souls could obtain more Soul Power.
"Next, I will give you more Divine Power to further increase the age of your Soul Ring."
"Go and kill!"
"The Rakshasa God urged."