Nine years had passed. Since being placed under house arrest after assassinating Qian Xunji nine years ago, Bibi Dong had finally stepped out of her residence. Feeling the glaring sunlight, she subconsciously raised a hand to shield her eyes.
Bibi Dong looked toward the Worship Hall, her beautiful eyes narrowing. "Nine years. Nine whole years. I, Bibi Dong, have finally come out. You old bastards, did you really think I was merely a tool to bridge the way for that bastard child, someone you could control and manipulate however you pleased? How laughable."
"I'll show you exactly how I'm going to utterly destroy Spirit Hall."
The three months she had previously spent as acting Pope had given Bibi Dong much experience. To destroy Spirit Hall, there were three steps.
First, before all those old fools loyal to the Qian Clan, she had to wholeheartedly develop Spirit Hall, expand its absolute force of soul masters, and restore its unquestionable prestige.
Second, she had to ruin the reputation Spirit Hall had accumulated over thousands of years. Destroying that reputation would not be difficult. She only needed to casually promote several duplicitous soul masters as bishops of branch halls throughout the continent, then reduce oversight over the Martial Soul Branch Halls across the continent. Once those branch hall bishops had power and no one above them to supervise them, they would soon be unable to resist the temptations of luxury and indulgence. They would rot away, and Spirit Hall's reputation would gradually collapse with them.
The Title Douluo of the Worship Hall and Elder Hall generally holed themselves up in Spirit Hall to cultivate and live out their retirement. As long as Spirit City was managed properly, no matter how rotten the Martial Soul Branch Halls outside became, they would never know. She