Douluo Dalu: Pope of the Divine Realm
Chapter 9

A Man in Douluo, Now the Pope, Joins the Chat Group: Section 9

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It was also her who entered Undying Mountain and sat beneath the Enlightenment Tea Tree to cultivate. The ancient emperors dared not speak, meeting her in silence.

It was also her who stepped into the Kunlun Immortal Land, shattered the Immortal Ascension Cauldron with a single palm, and crushed the Immortal Fetus in the Divine Pool with a single thought. With a flick of her finger, she slew ten thousand Ancestral Dragons. Transcendent above the world, she paid no heed to the Ginseng Fruit Tree's wish to follow her and drifted away.

She had not perished. Instead, she had lived through lifetime after lifetime, creating the miracle of longevity. Yet she did not seek to "become an immortal"; she only searched for someone in the mortal world.

She searched for that frail figure, the older brother who had once protected her when she was young!

To be honest, Qian Xunji greatly admired such a peerlessly gifted and devoted woman. He would be more than glad to welcome a big shot like her into the Myriad Worlds Chat Group!

Because she was the big shot he had been searching for all along!

The Ruthless Great Emperor was the most dazzling and peerlessly talented figure in the entire Shrouding the Heavens universe. Even if one searched the whole river of time in Shrouding the Heavens, one could hardly find anyone whose talent and insight rivaled hers. She had not only created countless sacred arts and immortal techniques, but also possessed countless treasures.

For example, the True Dragon Undying Medicine, the Nine Wonders Undying Medicine, the Divine Spring, and so on...

Any one of those things could help him completely recover from his injuries, and might even let him grow stronger.

As long as he could recover, someone as insignificant as Bibi Dong would be nothing to him. He could suppress her with a flip of his hand!

Perhaps he could even help his good disciple "turn over a new leaf" and return to his side, so they could "make up"!

At the thought of this, Qian Xunji felt his whole heart grow feverishly warm.

Without hesitation, he opened the chat window and began typing.

After all, although the Ruthless Great Emperor herself might not care much about things like Immortal Medicines and Divine Springs, she wouldn't casually give them to a stranger like him.

If he wanted to obtain them, he would first need to have a proper talk with her.

Besides, so many people in the group had mentioned him earlier. If he never replied, they would get the wrong idea.

Martial Soul Hall Pope: "2010? No, no. Although you and I come from the same place, we're not from the year 2010!"

Qian Xunji had no intention of concealing his identity, nor did he plan to pretend to be omniscient and almighty like the previous group owner. That would be exhausting and unreliable.

The chat-group clichés in the novels he'd read were practically an insult to people's intelligence. The protagonists pretended to know everything—how ridiculous. Did they really think everyone else was an idiot?

Only because the authors dumbed down the entire cast could they get away with it. Otherwise, the group members could simply ask questions like how old they were or where they were, and those "all-knowing" protagonists would be stumped!

Relying on a few novels and anime to bluff the group members was completely unreliable. Sooner or later, it would backfire. After all, not every group member was an idiot.

And there was only so much one could spoil. What would they do after they'd run out? They couldn't just make things up, could they? They'd be beaten to death sooner or later!

Besides, who could guarantee that no future group member would have watched those same anime? Someone like him, a transmigrator, for example? Or a member whose world already had other anime in it? Wouldn't the truth come out then?

So rather than pretend to be a prophet or a fortune-teller by relying on his knowledge of the plot, he might as well lay everything out plainly and make honest deals with the group members using what he knew!

Martial Soul Hall Pope: "As for the question my friend asked, I don't mind answering. What's in there is a bowl of medicine, specially brewed for me by my beloved disciple to treat my injuries. @Sunrise in the East, Invincible."

Sunrise in the East, Invincible: "Medicine? Medicine for treating injuries? That doesn't sound right. How could the Great Immortal have died just from drinking a bowl of medicine? Was there something else in that bowl?"

Poison Girl of Chuyun: "She must have poisoned it, right? Otherwise, there's only one other possibility: the medicine was so potent that it killed the previous group owner by overnourishing him!"

Martial Soul Hall Pope: "The person above makes a good point. My beloved disciple is bent on killing me, so she specially brewed medicine for me this time. I honestly don't know what to do about it! My injuries are too severe, and I can't beat my good disciple right now. Even though I'm not far from becoming a god."

Martial Soul Hall Pope: "Fortunately, the chat group appeared just as she was about to feed it to me. To save my life, I had no choice but to send the bowl of suspicious soup as a red packet."

Martial Soul Hall Pope: "I'd planned to warn everyone not to open it after sending it, but the group owner claimed it as soon as I sent it..."

Reading Qian Xunji's reply, Dongfang Bai's eyelid twitched slightly.

Never mind how Qian Xunji had fallen from being a respected master to someone his own disciple regarded as an enemy. How could [Omniscient and Almighty Li Daxian] casually drink something of unknown origin?

He really was too careless!

Martial Soul Hall Pope: "But from what I can tell, the bowl of medicine probably contained a slow-acting poison. After all, many people knew my disciple was bringing me medicine. If I'd dropped dead on the spot, she could never have cleared her name."

Undead Knight: "A slow-acting poison? Then how did the Great Immortal die?"

Poison Girl of Chuyun: "A slow-acting poison isn't harmless; it just takes longer to take effect. But that's true for people with profound cultivation. For ordinary people, it might kill them on the spot."

Poison Girl of Chuyun: "And according to what the Martial Soul Hall Pope just said, he's already close to becoming a god, so his cultivation must be profound. If his disciple wanted to secretly harm someone like that, the slow-acting poison she used must have been extraordinary. Perhaps a poison like that would only act slowly on someone with cultivation as profound as his. But for an ordinary person, it would undoubtedly be deadly."

By now, Ning Caichen had gradually begun to understand.

For someone with profound cultivation, it was only a slow-acting poison, but an ordinary person would die after drinking it. So [Omniscient and Almighty Li Daxian] probably wasn't very powerful...

But as far as he knew, the Great Immortal was skilled at divination, practically omniscient and almighty.

That raised the question: if the Great Immortal was so skilled at divination, practically omniscient and almighty, why had he happily opened that red packet and drunk the poisoned soup?

It couldn't be that he was tired of living and had decided to kill himself, could it?

Perhaps the Great Immortal wasn't as mysterious and unfathomable as they'd imagined. He might even be weaker than most of the people in the group!

That answer left Ning Caichen sinking into silence...

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