Bibi Dong's Killing Intent

Spirit City, Pope Palace.

The lights in the hall are brightly lit, illuminating the entire hall with splendor.

The tall dome is painted with complex patterns, and the surrounding pillars are carved with ferocious Martial Soul patterns, showing the majesty and heritage of the Spirit Hall everywhere.

Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan bowed slightly, stood in the center of the hall, faced the figure sitting in the upper position, and said in a respectful tone:

"His Holiness the Pope, now that Beichen Academy has been built, what can I, Spirit Hall, do?"

Above, Bibi Dong is lazily crossing his legs, with one hand slightly bent, gently pressing his temple with his fingertips, holding up his noble head.

She was wearing a luxurious purple-gold robe today, with her long hair hanging casually on her shoulders, and her whole person exuded a lazy and dangerous aura.

When she heard Yue Guan's words, she didn't even raise her eyelids, her tone was as calm as if she was talking about a trivial matter:

"If he wants to build it, just let him build it."

She paused, changed the topic, and continued to ask:

"How is the investigation going on that Beichen Fu Clan?"

Yue Guan's unique sharp voice sounded in the hall, and he replied with a bit of helplessness:

"Reporting to His Holiness the Pope, my subordinates have sent several groups of troops to the Beichen Mountain Range to explore carefully, but found nothing."

He raised his head slightly and continued:

"My subordinates suspect that Beichen Fu Clan's stronghold is not in the Beichen Mountain Range, or... it has moved its position."

Bibi Dong Hearing this, he finally raised his eyelids, and a trace of thought flashed in his deep eyes.

After a moment, she gently pillowed her head on the back of the seat, placed her hands casually on both sides of the seat, and her tone remained calm:

"That's all."

She paused and continued to give instructions:

"When Beichen Academy officially opens enrollment, pick a few gifts from the Treasure Hall and send them to him."

"Before you figure out the details of the Beichen Fu Clan, don't take any action against Tianqing Douluo for the time being."

Yue Guan bowed respectfully and responded:

"Yes, His Holiness the Pope."

Bibi Dong resumed his lazy posture with his right hand resting on his head and his legs crossed. He waved his left hand casually towards Yue Guan:

"Okay, you go down."

Yue Guan saluted again, turned around and left.

Just when Yue Guan left Pope Palace and walked down the steps, a middle-aged Soul Master who looked like he was in his fifties was walking towards him.

When the man saw Yue Guan, he quickly stopped and bowed respectfully:

"I've seen your Majesty Chrysanthemum Douluo!"

Yue Guan nodded slightly, without stopping, passed him by, and strode away.

The middle-aged man stood there, staring at the departing figure of Yue Guan, and finally looked away after a while.

He took a deep breath, straightened his robes, turned around and walked into the Pope Palace.

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In the hall, Bibi Dong still maintained his lazy posture.

Hearing the footsteps, she raised her eyelids and looked at the person.

The middle-aged man quickly stepped forward, knelt down on one knee in the center of the hall, and said in a respectful tone:

"Subordinate Lin Jie, see His Holiness the Pope!"

Bibi Dong's eyes lit up slightly when he saw the person coming.

She slowly sat upright and waved her hand:

"Okay, get up."

Lin Jie stood up and stood with his hands down.

Bibi Dong looked at him, with a hint of imperceptible complexity in his tone, and asked:

"What's going on with him...?"

Hearing this, Lin Jie bowed his hands respectfully to Bibi Dong and replied:

"Report to His Holiness the Pope, Grandmaster is still within the Shrek Academy."

"I don't have to worry about eating and drinking, but..."

He hesitated to speak, as if he was thinking about how to express his words.

Bibi Dong's heart suddenly rose. She leaned forward slightly and asked:

"But what?"

Lin Jie paused, then continued bravely:

"But a few days ago, some special students came to the Shrek Academy."

"They are Star Luo Empire's Third Prince Dai Mubai, and later Star Luo Empire's Second Prince Dai Niesheng also came. Including their fiancées - Zhu Zhumeng and Zhu Zhuying, are now in the Shrek Academy."

"And Grandmaster... initially wanted to take Dai Mubai as his disciple, but..."

Bibi Dong's brows suddenly furrowed, and his voice suddenly rose:

"But what? Tell me!"

Lin Jie felt uneasy and felt faint sweat on his forehead, but he did not dare to hide it, so he had to say honestly:

"But that Third Prince Dai Mubai's attitude towards Grandmaster is... quite bad."

He gritted his teeth and continued:

"Not only did he reject Grandmaster's request to become a disciple, but... he also humiliated him in public."

The moment the words fell--

"Bang--!!!"

A loud bang!

Bibi Dong suddenly slapped her palm on the Pope chair. The seat, which was made of precious wood and inlaid with countless gems, instantly shattered into countless fragments and scattered everywhere under her palm!

Titled Douluo level Soul Power fluctuations burst out from her like Jingtao waves!

That terrifying pressure instantly enveloped the entire hall!

Lin Jie below felt his breathing stagnant, as if there was an invisible mountain pressing on him, making it difficult for him to even move.

Cold sweat poured out from his forehead and back like a waterfall, instantly soaking his clothes.

And Bibi Dong, with a ferocious expression on his face at this moment, whispered to himself:

"How dare he... how dare he!!!"

Her voice became more and more shrill, and the aura on her body became more and more violent and dangerous.

The pressure became heavier and heavier, Lin Jie's face became paler and paler, and finally--

"Poof!"

He spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his whole body was shaking.

If this continues, he will definitely die!

Lin Jie held on for his last breath and shouted:

"His Holiness the Pope!!!"

This shout finally pulled Bibi Dong back from the edge of losing control.

She took a deep breath, and the breath in her body slowly converged.

But the anger in those eyes did not stop at all, but became more and more intense.

She looked down at the trembling subordinate with blood at the corner of his mouth, her eyes were cold, and she asked with unsuppressible murderous intent in her voice:

"What about you? What are you doing?"

"Why don't you kill him!"

Lin Jie trembled all over, and his whole body instantly fell to the ground, crawling on the ground, and kept kowtowing in the direction of Bibi Dong.

The muffled sound of "dong dong dong" echoed in the hall, and his forehead was soon bruised and blood oozed, but he did not dare to stop at all.

His voice was urgent and tearful as he explained:

"Subordinate... I am following your orders, His Holiness the Pope!"

"You said that my subordinates cannot be exposed! I have always remembered your instructions and dare not disobey them in the slightest!"

These words not only failed to calm Bibi Dong's anger, but made her look even colder.

She didn't listen to Lin Jie's excuse.

The next moment--

Her figure disappeared instantly!

Lin Jie felt his eyes blurred, and a feeling of suffocation suddenly came over him!

Bibi Dong had already teleported in front of him, his right hand pinched his neck like an iron pliers, and lifted him up from the ground!