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Douluo Continent I.

Spirit City.

Pope's Palace.

The current Pope, Bibi Dong, removed her luxurious and noble golden gown and the Nine-Curved Purple Gold Crown from her head. She changed into a light-colored nightgown and sat before her dressing table, her beautiful purple hair spilling loose around her.

Her near-perfect face, fair and delicate skin, curvaceous figure, slender, long, pale legs, and the large expanse of snowy white skin vaguely visible beneath her loose purple hair all displayed her unparalleled charm.

Even after shedding those gorgeous clothes and changing into ordinary sleepwear, her bearing remained so noble and sacred that it made people instinctively want to worship her.

In the mirror, Bibi Dong's gentle purple curls framed eyes carrying a trace of gloom.

From the orange-red hair of her girlhood to the purple hair that now carried the charm of a mature woman, it marked Bibi Dong's difficult journey from innocent and lively to ruthless, becoming the powerful Pope of Spirit Hall.

Of course.

Though she was no longer young, she remained beautiful, noble, elegant, and serene. Tempered by the years, she had gained a charm that no girl could possess.

The allure unique to a young married woman.

Too beautiful to behold.

However.

What proved that a man had matured?

It was this:

From questioning the Chancellor to learning from the Chancellor.

The spirit of Jian'an still endured; the legacy of Wei Wu would live on forever.

Inside the room.

As Bibi Dong combed her long purple hair with a wooden comb, she considered Spirit Hall's next plan.

They would nurture Spirit Hall's Golden Generation and have them seize the championship in the Soul Master Competition a little over two years from now, creating a deterrent. Then they would sweep aside the Upper Three Sects, subdue the Lower Four Sects, crush the Two Great Empires, and unify Douluo Continent.

Bibi Dong intended to climb step by step to the very top, becoming the most powerful and influential person on this continent. Then she would eliminate everyone who opposed her, eliminate everyone who looked down on her. By then...

[Welcome to the Douluo World Chat Group.]

Just as Bibi Dong was indulging in her fantasies, envisioning her plan progressing step by step toward a bright future, a voice in her mind struck like a bolt from the blue. It made her eyes widen, and her face immediately filled with shock and fury.

"Who is it?"

Bibi Dong rose angrily. Her powerful aura radiated terrifying pressure, and a blast wave of Soul Power swept through the room. The curtains were flung up, and the glass shattered from the blast wave.

Even her nightgown was lifted by the blast wave, revealing a glimpse of a pair of colorful panties.

"Damn it!"

Bibi Dong swept her furious gaze around the room but found nothing unusual. She could not help feeling startled and uneasy.

With her Soul Power Level, that voice had actually appeared in her mind without leaving the slightest trace. Such a method was far too strange.

As Bibi Dong pondered the voice she had heard in her mind, a small jade mirror suddenly appeared in her hand.

"What?"

Bibi Dong picked it up and examined it. The delicate rectangular jade mirror lit up and displayed several lines of text:

[Douluo World Chat Group (10)]

[Su Yan: Holy shit! What the hell is this thing? How did I awaken a chat group Golden Finger...]

["Su Yan" withdrew a message.]

Bibi Dong: ???

This bizarre sight before her made Bibi Dong frown deeply. Her light purple eyes were filled with confusion and bewilderment.

Su Yan?

Chat Group?

Golden Finger?

What were these things?

After thinking for a moment, Bibi Dong roughly understood what this was. It should be some kind of Soul Tool that allowed people to chat with one another.

However.

That Su Yan who had just spoken was an utterly vulgar brat, opening his mouth with profanity. He wanted the Pope to chat with him?

Was he worthy?

[Su Yan: Hello, everyone in the Group Chat! It is a rare fate that has brought us together in this group.]

[Su Yan: I think this fate was arranged by heaven. We will become close friends who can share anything, and on every lonely night, this place will be a harbor for our souls.]

[Su Yan: Everyone, say something and let's get to know each other!]

Bibi Dong stared at the jade mirror in her hand, displeasure appearing on her frowning face.

A strange Chat Group?

A bizarre jade mirror?

A foul-mouthed Su Yan?

"Heh!"

Bibi Dong sneered disdainfully. "You people think you are worthy of being friends with me?"

"Close friends who can share anything?"

"A harbor for the soul?"

With a thought from Bibi Dong, the jade mirror changed, and a prompt lit up on its surface:

[Please enter your group nickname.]

[Bibi Dong.]

Bibi Dong understood the meaning of "group nickname," but she was Bibi Dong, the Pope of Spirit Hall and the inheritor of the Rakshasa God. Her strength was unmatched, and she was too lazy and disdainful to come up with any group nickname.

Little did she know.

For a long time to come, Bibi Dong would regret that decision she made today.

[Bibi Dong: I am pleased that you were able to send such a strange Soul Tool to me, but I do not like your attitude.]

[Bibi Dong: What makes you think you have the strength to be friends with me?]

At this moment, the other eight group members were just as confused as Bibi Dong had been by the suddenly appearing chat group jade mirrors. They were wondering what Su Yan was trying to do.

Then.

They saw Bibi Dong's messages, and every one of them was utterly shocked!

Bibi Dong, the Pope of Martial Soul Hall?

Oh my god.

Was it real?

Heaven Dou City.

Prince's Mansion.

It was already late at night. Qian Renxue had removed her disguise as "Xue Qinghe" and returned to her angel-like beauty and devilish figure.

Compared to her mother, Bibi Dong, Qian Renxue's features were more delicate and petite. Her oval face had smoother lines, and her aura carried less gloom and more pure, sacred charisma.

At this moment, Qian Renxue sat at the bedside in a white nightdress, her long golden hair casually draped behind her.

After receiving the jade mirror, she had been preparing to set a nickname and use it. Originally, she had intended to enter her own name directly as well.

But when she suddenly saw Bibi Dong's name appear in the group, she immediately changed it at the last second.

[Qian...]

[I Am an Orphan.]

When Qian Renxue saw that the name she had "casually" chosen could be used, she let out a huge sigh of relief. This was going to be much more interesting.

[I Am an Orphan: Heh! Bibi Dong, the Pope of Martial Soul Hall? You are certainly putting on quite the show.]

[I Am an Orphan: As far as I know, Spirit Hall also has a Worship Hall. Great Enshrined Qian Daoliu is the true master of Spirit Hall, isn't he?]

[I Am an Orphan: Does Bibi Dong count as a member of the Qian family?]

As Qian Renxue's messages appeared, the other seven group members, who had been cowed by Bibi Dong's name, immediately brightened up.

They did not have to use their real names?

They could choose any group nickname they wanted?

Then they had nothing to worry about.

[Loves Eating Carrots: Bibi Dong, you are a bad woman. You are the worst woman in the world. I swear I will kill you someday!]

[Seven Treasures Little Princess: Bibi Dong, are you real or fake?]

[Cat in the Shadow: Who are you people? Why did you bring me into this Group Chat?]

[I Don't Have the Surname Yu: Bibi Dong? That ugly old woman from Spirit Hall?]

[Yanzi is not Swallow: Yo, yo, yo! The Pope of Martial Soul Hall sure is domineering. If you are so amazing, Bibi Dong, why don't you fly?]

Bibi Dong: I'll lock every last one of you in the Secret Chamber.