Bibi Dong Bleeds! Qian Renxue Apologizes, Backs Down?!

Yu Xiaogang paid no heed whatsoever to his disciple's calls. At that moment, there was only one word in his mind: run.

As long as he escaped back to Shrek Academy, as long as he got out of Heaven Dou City, he would still have a chance.

His theories were still there. As long as he was given time, he could still prove himself.

In just a few breaths, this so-called "Master" plunged headfirst into a nearby alley and vanished without a trace. He moved so quickly that one might have suspected him of being an agility-type Soul Master.

At that moment, a disturbance came from the distant ruins.

Crash—

Several massive chunks of rubble were blasted aside by Soul Power.

Bibi Dong staggered out of the dust.

She looked utterly miserable.

The brilliant golden gown that symbolized the Pope's majesty was already in tatters, covered in frost and dust.

Her once meticulously arranged hair had come loose, with several bloodstained strands stuck to her cheeks.

Most alarming of all was the aura around her.

Her Soul Power, once as terrifying as an abyss, now resembled a deflated ball—flickering and wildly unstable.

Clearly, Snow Empress's palm strike had not only shattered her defenses, but severely injured her internal organs as well.

"You!!!"

Supporting herself against half a broken wall, Bibi Dong glared fixedly at Lu Ming and the others in the distance, fury nearly bursting from her eyes.

She was the Pope of Spirit Hall, a woman who stood at the pinnacle of the continent. When had she ever suffered such humiliation?

"Tsk, tsk, tsk. So this is the Pope of Spirit Hall?"

Gongsun Li bit into a candied hawthorn skewer as she tilted her head, her large eyes full of mockery.

She licked the sugar crumbs from the corner of her lips, her tone as light as if she were discussing the weather.

"She doesn't look like much."

"She couldn't even withstand one move from Sister Snow, yet she had the nerve to demand that Brother Lu Ming apologize?"

"A toad yawning—what a big mouth."

"Not much skill..."

Ice Empress, standing nearby, was even more direct. Though she was still holding a large handful of snacks, the look she gave Bibi Dong was filled with disdain.

"A Li, don't compare this kind of trash to a toad."

"At least a toad can still hop around a couple of times."

"This little spider is far too fragile."

"Sister Snow barely used any strength, and she already went down. How boring."

Their back-and-forth was like two resounding slaps, landing viciously across Bibi Dong's face.

Bibi Dong trembled with rage, her chest heaving violently. Another mouthful of blood rose to her throat, but she forcibly swallowed it back down.

"You..."

Bibi Dong gritted her teeth, her voice hoarse like a broken bellows.

"You dare humiliate me like this!"

"The dignity of Spirit Hall shall not be trampled upon!"

Even at this point, she still held her head high, trying to preserve that last shred of laughable dignity.

In her eyes, she had lost, but Spirit Hall had not.

She was the Pope, and behind her stood the largest Soul Master organization on the continent.

Snow Empress, standing beside Lu Ming, frowned slightly. A trace of impatience flashed through her sky-blue eyes.

She turned to Lu Ming and asked flatly:

"Too noisy."

"Kill her?"

The moment those two words left her mouth, the surrounding temperature plummeted once again.

Everyone could tell that Snow Empress was not joking.

With just a nod from Lu Ming, this terrifying powerhouse would absolutely strike without hesitation and leave the Pope of Spirit Hall here forever.

Bibi Dong's pupils suddenly contracted as the shadow of death instantly enveloped her entire body.

She could feel that the woman in white truly intended to kill her.

Just as things reached this critical moment.

A figure hurried out from behind Lu Ming and stepped between the two sides.

It was Heaven Dou Empire's Crown Prince, Xue Qinghe.

At that moment, a fine layer of cold sweat had already formed on Xue Qinghe's forehead.

Her heart was practically roaring.

What the hell was this mess?!

Her birth mother had come running over to throw her life away for some scumbag, and she still had to risk exposing herself to save her.

But she had no choice but to intervene.

That was Bibi Dong—her biological mother, and also the Pope of Spirit Hall.

If Bibi Dong truly died here today, Spirit Hall would inevitably descend into chaos. They might even spare no expense in going to war with the Heaven Dou Empire and Jixia Academy.

That was absolutely not a situation she wanted to see.

"Everyone, this is all a misunderstanding. Please show mercy!"

Xue Qinghe took a deep breath and forced a somewhat stiff smile onto her face.

She slightly cupped her hands toward Lu Ming, her tone as sincere as could be.

"Your Eminence the Pope is, after all, the ruler of a powerful faction. If something were to happen to her here in Heaven Dou City, I fear it would spark conflict between the two sides and bring devastation upon countless lives."

"I ask that you please grant Qinghe this favor and show leniency."

"Even for the sake of the people of Heaven Dou City, please set aside your thunderous wrath for now."

"..."

Xue Qinghe's words were extremely well phrased.

She had elevated Lu Ming's status, pointed out the stakes, and tied her own safety and that of the Heaven Dou Empire into the matter.

She knew that while Lu Ming was powerful, he was not a bloodthirsty person.

Moreover, since Lu Ming belonged to Jixia Academy, he had to give some consideration to the academy's development and reputation.

Lu Ming looked at the anxious Xue Qinghe, a teasing smile curling at the corner of his lips.

Of course, he knew Xue Qinghe's true identity.

He also knew just how incredibly complicated the relationship between this mother and daughter was.

Watching a daughter lower herself to save the mother who had tried to kill her—this was truly an interesting show.

"Since His Highness the Crown Prince has put it that way."

Lu Ming shrugged, looking perfectly easygoing.

"Naturally, I have to give Your Highness some face."

"After all, I'm not some kind of demon."

Hearing that, Xue Qinghe let out a long breath, and her taut nerves finally relaxed somewhat.

She turned and hurried over to Bibi Dong, repeatedly signaling at her with her eyes.

The meaning was obvious: Apologize quickly, leave quickly, and stop courting death.

However, Bibi Dong had clearly failed to receive the signal.

Or rather, her arrogant pride simply could not accept the fact of bowing her head to a junior.

"Qinghe, move aside!"

Bibi Dong wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, and the scepter in her hand once more lit up with a faint glow.

"I am the Pope of Spirit Hall!"

"Spirit Hall has more than a dozen Titled Douluo, and Worship Hall is filled with powerful experts!"

"If I cannot seek justice for today's humiliation, how will I ever face the masses I command?"

"Young man, you are indeed powerful, and the people around you are powerful as well."

"But if you think you can provoke Spirit Hall with this little strength, then you are gravely mistaken..."

Before Bibi Dong could finish speaking—

A hand suddenly reached out and clamped over her mouth.

"Mm?!"

Bibi Dong's eyes widened as she stared incredulously at Xue Qinghe before her.

This "Crown Prince," who had always been gentle and obedient to her every command, actually dared to cover her mouth in public?