After everyone in the conference hall rose from the ground, they bowed their heads, placed their right hands over their left chests, and shouted respectfully, "Greetings to the new Pontiff!"
Hu Liena turned around and looked at the people congratulating her. It all felt like a dream. She had actually become the new Pontiff just like that—completely beyond her expectations. If she had not broken through to level eighty, this scene would not have come for quite some time. By then, it would have been at least a month later.
Bibi Dong removed the Papal Crown from her head and held it in her left hand. At the same time, she took out the Papal Seal from her Spatial Ring. It was used when appointing the masters of temples and branch halls, stamped onto letters of appointment. She lowered her head and looked at the three items that had accompanied her for more than fourteen years, then sighed. Raising her head to look at Hu Liena, she said, "This is the Papal Crown, this is the scepter, and this is the Papal Seal. Hu Liena, the new Pontiff, step forward and receive these holy relics. I will crown you. Without these three holy relics, others will not recognize you as Pontiff—especially the Papal Seal, which is of utmost importance."
Seeing her teacher preparing to hand over the Papal Crown and the other items so directly, Hu Liena asked in disbelief, "Teacher, we're handing them over just like this? Aren't we going to hold a ceremony to let the entire continent know?"
Bibi Dong shook her head. "Exceptional matters call for exceptional measures! Sooner or later, they will learn that you have inherited the position of Pontiff. This is an indisputable fact. No one has the right to question your legitimacy.