In Douluo, Already the Pope, Joined the Chat Group

Watching the medicinal soup in the bowl being successfully sent out, Qian Xunji finally let out a long sigh of relief.

To be honest, he hadn't been sure at the start. After all, who knew if a bowl of poisoned soup could actually be packed into a red envelope? And if he had accidentally packed the bowl along with it, that would have been a disaster!

Fortunately, this so-called Myriad Worlds Chat Group lived up to its reputation as the legendary golden finger essential for transmigrators, and it didn't disappoint him—not only did it perfectly pack the soup into the red envelope, but it also left the bowl behind.

Taking a deep breath, Qian Xunji looked at Bibi Dong, who was watching him with eager eyes.

Seeing the excitement mixed with anticipation in her gaze, Qian Xunji sneered in his heart.

My dear disciple, you are rejoicing too soon! Your teacher here won't be falling for your tricks.

Thinking this, Qian Xunji said in a gentle voice, "The taste is excellent. It seems you put a lot of effort into brewing this medicine, Dong'er. You've worked hard!"

"It's no trouble at all. Being able to serve you is my honor, Teacher!" As she spoke, Bibi Dong lowered her head respectfully, as if she truly felt honored by it.

What a picture of a benevolent teacher and a filial disciple.

Yet only Qian Xunji knew what kind of malice was hidden beneath this display of deep affection—it was a storm that could lead to the changing of the guard for the position of Martial Soul Hall Pope!

Thinking of this, Qian Xunji suddenly lost the desire to continue exchanging pleasantries with Bibi Dong. "Well, Dong'er, I have some matters to attend to, so you see..."

Understanding the unspoken cue, as clever as Bibi Dong was, how could she not know that her teacher was chasing her away?

Fortunately, she had already achieved her goal in coming here, so she simply complied with Qian Xunji's wishes. "Since you have important matters to attend to, Teacher, then I shall take my leave!"

"Yes! Go on!"

After Bibi Dong's figure completely disappeared and he confirmed the door to the secret chamber was closed, Qian Xunji hurriedly opened the chat group interface.

Because he had suddenly thought of a crucial matter: it seemed his red envelope had been claimed by someone?

"Ding, welcome [I Want to be Zhao Gao] to the Myriad Worlds Chat Group."
"Ding, welcome [Poison Girl of Chuyun] to the Myriad Worlds Chat Group."
"Ding, welcome [Martial Soul Hall Pope] to the Myriad Worlds Chat Group."
"Ding, welcome [Not for Immortality, Only to Wait for Your Return in this Mortal World] to the Myriad Worlds Chat Group."

Gentleman Sword: "New members again? And four at once! It seems the group will be much livelier from now on!"

Dongfang Bubai: "Welcome to the new members. If you have anything you don't understand, you can ask the group leader or us old-timers!"

Undead Knight: "I predict another batch of big shots. My status in the group just dropped by N."

"Ding, Martial Soul Hall Pope sent a red envelope."

Omniscient and Almighty Li Daxian: "Sending a red envelope the moment you join? Newcomer, you're quite savvy! In return for your savviness, I'll give you a free fortune-telling! Tell me, what do you want to know? The future, or treasures in your world? @Martial Soul Hall Pope."

Gentleman Sword: "Daxian, your speed is too fast! I just saw the red envelope, and it was gone the next second! I admire you, I truly do!"

Dongfang Bubai: "Should I say as expected of Daxian? You easily do what ordinary people cannot!"

Undead Knight: "Am I the only one who noticed that the newcomer just joined, and he immediately sent a red envelope! This practiced technique makes one suspect whether the newcomer has seen the chat group before or has some understanding of it!"

Gentleman Sword: "That makes sense! When I first joined the group, it took me a long time to figure out how to use the red envelopes! And that was only thanks to Daxian's guidance."

Dongfang Bubai: "That just proves you're a novice! Otherwise, why would others know how to use the red envelopes as soon as they join, while it took you ages, and only after someone else pointed it out?"

Gentleman Sword: "You demonic woman, what do you know! I was just being studious and inquisitive!"

Dongfang Bubai: "Demonic woman? Very well, Yue Buqun, I'll remember this! Three days from now, see you at Mount Hua Sect! @Gentleman Sword."

Gentleman Sword: "You... what are you trying to do! A gentleman uses words, not force!"

Dongfang Bubai: "Sorry, I'm not a gentleman, I'm a woman! So, I'm definitely going to teach you a lesson!"

Just as he entered the group, he saw Chang Wei beating... oh wait, no, it was Dongfang Bubai wanting to beat Yue Buqun. Qian Xunji was momentarily stunned.

Are the members of this group always this active? Ready to fight at the drop of a hat?

However, if they can arrange a fight, could it be that Yue Buqun and Dongfang Bubai in this group are from the same world?

If so, then it seems these two have quite a deep connection—not only born in the same world, but also joining the same chat group at the same time.

This connection is certainly profound! It's just hard to say whether it's a blessing or a curse.

While thinking about these messy things, Qian Xunji turned his gaze to the red envelope section, where it clearly showed his red envelope had been claimed, and the claimant's nickname was Omniscient and Almighty Li Daxian.

"This name sounds familiar. I feel like I've heard it somewhere before."

Looking at the nickname of the person who claimed his red envelope, Qian Xunji frowned slightly.

Because he kept feeling like he had heard this name somewhere.