Bibi Dong's Apprehension
The sun sets, casting long shadows on the distant mountains.
Lin Yuan was invited to the Pope's Palace, and at the same time he noticed the powerful Soul Master stationed around the Spirit Hall. It seemed they were afraid he would try to kill the Pope.
However, to Lin Yuan, these Soul Masters were nothing but ants. If he wanted to, he could wipe them all out in an instant.
As the door slowly opened, Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan and Ghost Douluo Gui Mei stepped forward and gestured for them to enter.
"His Holiness the Pope has been waiting for a long time, Brother Lin Yuan, please come in."
Lin Yuan nodded slightly, then stepped into the magnificent Pope palace, and noticed Pope Bibi Dong sitting in a chair.
Bibi Dong rested her chin on one hand, gazing at Lin Yuan before her. A strange smile appeared on her handsome face.
"You are outstanding, and the most outstanding Titled Douluo I have ever seen."
Lin Yuan crossed his arms, his long silver hair falling over his shoulders, his eyes gleaming with a cold, star-like light.
He casually glanced at the twelve pillars in the hall, each engraved with angel reliefs, and at the top of each pillar burned a ghostly green flame of Soul Power, casting flickering light and shadow on Bibi Dong's face.
"Your His Holiness the Pope kind. Compared to your methods of governing the Spirit Hall, my cultivation is nothing more than the courage of a common man."
Bibi Dong's lips curved into a deeper smile, and a spiderweb-like dark purple Soul Power suddenly emerged from beneath her scarlet robe, winding into thorny patterns on the ground.
Suddenly, the mural behind Bibi Dong moved without wind, and blood seeped from the wings of the Angel God Statue in the painting.
"Brother Lin Yuan, it is already quite remarkable that you have reached the Titled Douluo realm at such a young age. Moreover, I see that your disciple Ye Lingling actually possesses Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring. It seems that she has obtained the Deity of some God-level Expert."
Bibi Dong is also the inheritor of the Rakshasa God, and her own strength has reached the Level 95 Title Douluo. She only needs to break through to level 99 in the future to completely obtain the Deity Inheritance of the Rakshasa God.
Therefore, it is known that it is almost impossible for an ordinary Soul Master to obtain Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring, especially for Ye Lingling, who is only at the Soul Emperor level. Obtaining Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring is even more difficult than ascending to heaven.
"Young Brother Lin Yuan, would you be interested in joining my Spirit Hall?"
This time, Bibi Dong was not testing Lin Yuan, but solemnly telling him that this was the last chance she was giving herself.
If they cannot be used by the Spirit Hall, they will not hesitate to eliminate them.
However, Lin Yuan remained unmoved and calmly replied, "Your His Holiness the Pope, do you think I am capable of joining the Spirit Hall?"
Bibi Dong smiled and slowly walked to Lin Yuan's side. She gently placed her hand on his shoulder and said calmly, "If you can join the Spirit Hall, I guarantee you wealth and honor. I can even promise you that if I succeed in the future, the Spirit Hall can be handed over to you."
Such temptation is irresistible to most people.
The Spirit Hall is known as the strongest force on the Douluo Continent, with countless Titled Douluo. If one could gain control of it, it would definitely be a significant boost.
However, Lin Yuan was all too familiar with Bibi Dong's actions. Once this girl broke through level 100 and became a rare God-level Expert, she would definitely discard her like a used tool.
Because Bibi Dong would never leave behind anyone who could threaten her, and might even destroy the Heaven Dou Empire and completely extinguish the last hope of the Heaven Dou Royal Academy.
Lin Yuan's shoulders jerked, causing Bibi Dong's right hand to rise. The latter's expression became slightly unnatural, and she asked with her eyebrows raised, "What? If you're not satisfied, I can help you hunt down 100,000 Soul Beast. How about it?"
"Hehehe, the conditions are very tempting, but even Xue Ye of the Heaven Dou Empire couldn't sway me. Does His Holiness the Pope think I would fall for such a headless check?"
Bibi Dong's expression changed slightly, but she quickly returned to normal and said with some regret, "In that case, I wish you greater achievements in the future. However, as I said before, although the strong are respected in this world, intelligent people often do not live long."
Lin Yuan downed the tea in one gulp, then casually smashed the cup on the ground. As the crisp, melodious sound rang out, several elders from the Spirit Hall immediately rushed in, watching Lin Yuan's every move with vigilance.
Bibi Dong frowned and hissed in a low voice, "Didn't I tell you to leave? Get out of here now!"
The Titled Douluo of the Spirit Hall were stunned for a moment, and looked at His Holiness the Pope with some confusion. Wasn't it agreed that the cup would be smashed as a signal? Now that the cup has been smashed, shouldn't they just take action against this guy?
Lin Yuan smiled and said, "Your His Holiness the Pope is really adorable. If you think these guys can stop me, you're welcome to give it a try."
Walking slowly forward, Lin Yuan's slightly reddish eyes flashed with weariness, and his voice carried a hint of coldness:
"Your His Holiness the Pope, you must understand one thing: before me all are ants. Of course, you may think I'm just bragging, but you can try it."
"However, I would like to give you a piece of advice: once you start, there will be no turning back."
The elders around him, seeing Lin Yuan so close to His Holiness the Pope, immediately rushed forward, glaring at him with resentful eyes.
"How dare you be so disrespectful to His Holiness the Pope!"
Lin Yuan looked at the Ghost Douluo Gui Mei in front of him, a hint of coldness in his eyes. Then, in front of everyone, he kicked Gui Mei in the stomach hard.
"Old Ghost!!!"
Yue Guan rushed over like a madman, only to discover that the Gui Mei's body had begun to shatter and was on the verge of life or death.
The elders of the Spirit Hall immediately poured their own Soul Power into it to maintain the Gui Mei's damaged body.
Lin Yuan shrugged, glanced at the many elders of the Spirit Hall in front of him, and said indifferently, "If there is nothing else, I will take my leave first. Until we meet again."
"Your His Holiness the Pope, that Old Ghost... you must avenge him!" Ju Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan, who always Bibi Dong's every command, was now somewhat frantic.
The other Titled Douluo also silently watched Bibi Dong, feeling a sense of shared sorrow.
Everyone wanted to see if His Holiness the Pope would avenge Ghost Douluo, since no one dared to speak up under these circumstances.
"Gui Mei is still alive. To be able to kick Gui Mei away in front of me, Lin Yuan's strength is beyond our imagination."
Bibi Dong slowly turned around, her voice containing her spiritual power. Under the impact of the sound waves, several Titled Douluo elders were instantly refreshed.