A Different Pope, Yu Xiaogang Visits

A Different Pope, Yu Xiaogang Visits

Inside the Pope's Palace, it was deathly silent; one could hear a pin drop.

After Qian Renyu finished speaking, Yue Guan, Gui Mei, and the many other elders gathered there fell into silence.

Their gazes, as they looked at Qian Renyu, shifted again and again.

Deep in their hearts, they couldn't help but compare Qian Renyu, this newly appointed Pope, with Bibi Dong, the Pope who had been forced to abdicate.

Qian Renyu, the former young master and now the new Pope, possessed a decisiveness far stronger than that of Bibi Dong.

When Bibi Dong served as Pope, she preferred to deliberate before taking action.

Tasks such as those assigned to Yue Guan and Gui Mei were very much in line with Bibi Dong's past personality.

However, when it came to the same matters under Qian Renyu, the countermeasures were entirely different.

"Old Ghost, His Majesty's methods seem truly ruthless. What do you think will become of our Martial Soul Hall if things continue like this?"

Yue Guan felt his scalp tingle and, with great caution, used sound transmission to ask Gui Mei.

Gui Mei shuddered, glancing at Yue Guan from the corner of his eye as if looking at a monster: "You old chrysanthemum, you dare to use sound transmission at a time like this? Do you have a death wish?"

"Regardless of what happens in the future, for now, just honestly listen to His Majesty's arrangements!"

Yue Guan gave a violent start, only then realizing what a grave mistake he had made, and looked toward Qian Renyu with a hint of fear.

Qian Renyu looked down at everyone from his high position; Yue Guan's small act of sound transmission to Gui Mei had not escaped his notice.

Too lazy to concern himself with such petty actions from Yue Guan, Qian Renyu continued to survey the many elders: "I have already arranged what needed to be arranged. From now on, remember my instructions and go attend to your respective duties!"

"We obey!"

The many elders dared not act out of turn.

They all acknowledged Qian Renyu's words and fled from the Pope's Palace as if escaping.

Even when facing Bibi Dong in the past, they had never felt such oppression as they did today.

Bibi Dong was ruthless, but even after being ruthless, she wouldn't necessarily take action so easily.

Qian Renyu did not appear overtly cruel, but the pressure brought about by his strong-handedness was unparalleled.

Not daring to linger in the Pope's Palace any longer, they left with increasing speed.

Qian Renyu watched all the elders depart from the Pope's Palace, his indifferent gaze lingering for a moment on Yue Guan and Gui Mei, who were the last to leave, and he let out a cold laugh in his heart.

"The plan to intercept and kill Tang San is destined to fail!"

"Unless the interception is carried out with the scale of wiping out an entire sect, there is absolutely no possibility of success, and as such, it is not really necessary!"

"Only Bibi Dong would care about the so-called Spirit Master Tournament championship. A mere Spirit Master Tournament grand champion is not something I need to concern myself with!"

Qian Renyu analyzed the pros and cons of the interception.

In the original timeline, Bibi Dong gave Tang San too much time to develop.

She had many opportunities to put Tang San to death, yet failed to grasp them properly.

Now that he had taken the seat of the Pope, he would not commit the same foolish mistakes as Bibi Dong.

Either he would not strike at Tang San, or he would strike to ensure Tang San was cast into an abyss from which there was no return.

Otherwise, once Tang San truly grew up, it would only bring more trouble in the end.

Currently, Tang San still held the status of the most outstanding participant in the preliminary rounds of the Spirit Master Tournament; acting rashly would cause other major factions to intervene, which could easily lead to variables that would allow Tang San to prevail.

However, the events that would occur during the Spirit Master Tournament finals would provide sufficient justification.

Qian Renyu was very certain that once the opportunity arose at that time, other sects would not have the courage to protect Tang San.

Any variables Tang San might possess would cease to exist!

The sacrifice of a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, the fortuitous encounters in the Slaughter City, the full support of the four single-attribute sects, and the solid backing of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, and so on...

He would fundamentally block every path for Tang San.

Once stripped of this protagonist halo, Tang San would be nothing more than a rat in the sewer, unworthy of mention!

"Hmm?"

Qian Renyu was deliberating on the Spirit Master Tournament finals in his heart.

Suddenly, a strange spirit power lingered outside the Pope's Palace.

A cold glint flashed in Qian Renyu's eyes as he immediately identified who was probing with this spirit power.

"She is truly unwilling to let go of this position, still wanting to seize it back to build an empire for that trash, Yu Xiaogang."

"Since she is so unwilling, then before the Spirit Master Tournament finals officially begin, I will first resolve the matter of that trash, Yu Xiaogang."

"Martial Soul Hall does not need elders who are trash like him!"

"Even if it is only an honorary title, it won't do!!"

Qian Renyu gave a cold snort.

Bibi Dong did not care for the bond between mother and son.

He, for his part, naturally had no intention of indulging Bibi Dong.

Having already committed the act of forcing a palace coup to seize power, Qian Renyu did not mind in the slightest taking things even further.

And according to his memories, it would not be long before Yu Xiaogang arrived at Martial Soul City to seek an audience with Bibi Dong.

Using Yu Xiaogang to sound an alarm for Bibi Dong was, quite frankly, the most fitting course of action.

Several days later.

At the gates of Martial Soul City.

Dressed in a simple green robe, Yu Xiaogang arrived, weary from his long journey.

Gazing up at the towering city gate before him, Yu Xiaogang let out a heavy sigh, a look of relief washing over his face.

"Finally here. I hope everything that follows goes smoothly."

"As long as Bibi Dong still remembers the old feelings between us, it shouldn't be too much trouble to obtain the secret of the Twin Martial Souls from her."

"Once I have the secret of the Twin Martial Souls in hand, I can pass it on to Xiao San when he and the others arrive in Martial Soul City for the finals."

"Once he truly masters the secret of the Twin Martial Souls, Xiao San's path forward will surely be incredibly smooth, and he is bound to become the most elite existence on this continent!"

"When that time comes, the name of Yu Xiaogang will also resound throughout the Douluo Continent!"

Yu Xiaogang clenched his fists tightly.

Images of the various hardships he had faced over the past few decades while wandering the Douluo Continent flashed involuntarily through his mind.

The ostracization within his sect, the discrimination and skepticism he encountered while traveling.

All of it had haunted his mind like a nightmare.

Now, standing before Martial Soul City and imagining a bright future, his mood instantly lifted.

Suppressing these restless thoughts, Yu Xiaogang took a deep breath and headed toward the registration area at the city gate.

Once the person in front of him finished registering and entered Martial Soul City, Yu Xiaogang, having no intention of registering himself, walked straight up to the guards stationed at the wall.

With a wave of his hand, a token appeared in his palm:

"Yu Xiaogang, holding an Elder Token, requests an audience with the Pope in my capacity as an Honorary Elder!"

PS: Something came up temporarily today, so I'm only updating this chapter now. I will post three chapters tomorrow to make up for the one missed today. I had some personal matters to attend to and was busy all day, my apologies.

Three chapters tomorrow, guaranteed.