Becoming the Young Hall Master of Douluo Hall, the Legendary Female Pope Bibi Dong!

"Sure enough, level twenty."

Looking at the azure numbers floating in midair,

Qian Daoliu's smile widened,

and the look in his eyes as he regarded Lin Du grew ever more satisfied.

"I never expected that, aside from the Young Master,"

"there would be someone else in this world with Innate Soul Power at level twenty!"

"Heaven truly favors our Spirit Hall!"

The other Enshrined members of Douluo Hall also revealed excited expressions.

Though they were all Title Douluo,

the way they looked at Lin Du now held a little more equality.

After all, with Lin Du's talent,

reaching their level or even surpassing them

was only a matter of time.

Hearing the astonished voices around him,

though he had already prepared himself mentally,

when Lin Du truly saw the numbers that had yet to fade within the hall,

he could not help but feel a surge of excitement,

and his fists unconsciously clenched.

"Lin Du's Innate Soul Power level is to be classified,"

"and publicly declared as Innate Full Soul Power."

"Do you all understand?"

Qian Daoliu's gaze swept across the hall,

his voice leaving no room for doubt.

"Understood,"

"Big Brother."

The other Enshrined members did not hesitate in the slightest,

immediately nodding in agreement.

"Also,"

"from this moment onward,"

"Lin Du is the Young Hall Master of Douluo Hall,"

"with all the same rights as you."

"Later,"

"I will speak to Bibi Dong about this."

Immediately afterward,

Qian Daoliu announced his second decision,

which likewise received the unanimous support of the other Enshrined members.

It could be said that from this moment on,

Lin Du had gone from a commoner who could be bullied at will to one of the tiny few at the very peak of the pyramid,

achieving a true leap across social classes!

"Thank you, Great Enshrinement."

At those words,

Lin Du also expressed his gratitude to Qian Daoliu.

His calm demeanor

made the Enshrined members present nod slightly,

their satisfaction with him growing even greater.

"No need to thank me."

"This is what you deserve."

Qian Daoliu waved his hand,

signaling that Lin Du need not stand on ceremony.

And he was right.

If Lin Du did not possess such talent,

he would not have invested in him either.

Meanwhile, at Pope's Palace,

Jerev, clad in a red robe, was kneeling within the hall,

speaking to the woman seated upon the throne.

This woman, who had ascended to the position of Pope as a woman,

was Spirit Hall's only female Pope, Bibi Dong!

The reason Jerev had appeared here

was because he was terrified.

Although Lin Du seemed to have overlooked him,

he had remained shrouded in unease.

In order to survive,

he had rushed to Pope's Palace as quickly as possible

and fully recounted what had happened at Awakening Plaza,

hoping to exchange this information for a slim chance at survival from Bibi Dong, the Pope.

"A Weapon Spirit,"

"yet it also displays the phenomenon of a Beast Spirit."

"The crystal used to test Soul Power even shattered."

"To make that old bastard Qian Daoliu so nervous,"

"that Lin Du"

"must be far from simple."

Bibi Dong's pale fingers lightly tapped the armrest,

her thoughts racing through her mind,

yet none of it showed on her face.

"You may leave."

"I will spare your life."

Bibi Dong slightly raised her eyelids

and glanced at Jerev.

"Thank you, Your Holiness!"

"Thank you, Your Holiness!"

Having received Bibi Dong's assurance,

Jerev felt as though he had been given a second life.

He thanked Bibi Dong joyfully,

then left Pope's Palace.

Not long after he departed,

two figures abruptly appeared in Pope's Palace.

More accurately,

one was a human figure, and the other a ghostly figure.

The human figure had an enchanting, handsome face,

with skin as delicate as a baby's.

If not for the Adam's apple on his throat,

no one would have thought he was a man.

He wore a crimson Gorgeous Dress that only Title Douluo were qualified to wear.

The red robe was inlaid with gold and silver patterns.

In particular, the fist-sized gemstone on his chest that gleamed with golden light

exuded an air of extravagance and splendor.

The ghostly figure beside him was black as ink,

quietly floating in midair.

These two were Bibi Dong's right-hand men—

Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan and Ghost Douluo Gui Mei!

"Your Holiness,"

"should we have Old Ghost investigate?"

"His abilities are special,"

"and he is extremely difficult to detect."

Yue Guan's bow was exceptionally elegant.

No matter how one looked at him,

he resembled a noble lady well versed in etiquette more than anything else.

"There is no need."

"Qian Daoliu no longer involves himself in Spirit Hall's affairs."

"If he wants to win Lin Du over,"

"he must go through me, the Pope."

"Therefore,"

"he will bring Lin Du here himself."

"There is no need to do anything unnecessary."

Bibi Dong's voice was filled with certainty,

as though she had already determined that Qian Daoliu would bring Lin Du to see her.

"Yes,"

"Your Holiness."

Seeing that Bibi Dong had made her decision,

Yue Guan and Gui Mei had no intention of defying her.

After nodding in acknowledgment,

they vanished once more.

Just as Bibi Dong had anticipated,

Qian Daoliu was currently on his way to Pope's Palace with Lin Du.

Besides the two of them,

there was also Qian Renxue, the little tagalong who insisted on coming along.

Before long,

under Qian Daoliu's lead,

the three arrived before an even more majestic hall.

The three words "Pope's Palace" on its plaque gleamed brilliantly beneath the sunlight.

"Go in."

After leaving those words behind,

Qian Daoliu took the lead and stepped into Pope's Palace.

After Lin Du entered Pope's Palace,

his gaze was uncontrollably drawn to the woman seated on the throne.

This woman

was Spirit Hall's legendary female Pope, Bibi Dong.

Though this woman was a lunatic,

Lin Du had to admit

that Bibi Dong was a very beautiful lunatic.

She merely sat there quietly,

yet could effortlessly draw everyone's gaze.

The gleam within her phoenix eyes

made even sunlight appear dim in comparison.

She was not especially tall,

but her legs, pressed together, were exceptionally long.

Her dazzling gold long dress fit her perfectly from head to toe.

The Gorgeous Dress shimmered with precious light,

inlaid with more than a hundred red, blue, and gold gemstones,

Sunlight fell upon it,

making it shimmer with rippling radiance.

The Nine-Curved Purple Gold Crown atop her head also shone with countless rays of light,

exuding supreme majesty.

A roughly two-meter-long scepter inlaid with countless gems,

symbolizing the Pope's authority, was lightly held in her slender, pale hand,

standing upright upon the ground.

Her fair skin and nearly perfect features

made her seem so utterly extraordinary.

Especially the intangible nobility and sanctity she radiated,

which made people unable to resist the urge to kneel in worship.

Her beauty was simply astonishing—

noble, elegant, serene.

It seemed that every beautiful word could be used to describe this woman.

Although she was no longer young,

the years had left no trace upon her.

She remained as dazzling as ever,

making others dare not look directly at her,

as though even one extra glance would be a desecration!

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