Qian Daoliu looked at her and asked calmly, "Then do you want to be the Pope?"
Bibi Dong's heart leapt into her throat. She clenched her hands without thinking.
Though Qian Renxue hadn't used any killing moves to show off her strength just now, she had still been strong enough to crush an ordinary Rank 91 Titled Douluo. With that kind of power, she could easily secure the position of Pope. If she really intended to take her place...
"No." Qian Renyou shook her head without a second thought, her tone disdainful. "Being Pope isn't fun at all. The official business piles up like a mountain, and you have to mediate conflicts between all those factions every day. How would you have any time to cultivate?"
Qian Daoliu nodded. "The Pope can't be without authority, or the Spirit Hall will surely fall into chaos. We can't expect the Pope to personally handle everything."
Qian Renyou's eyes darted about, a glint of cunning flashing in her violet eyes. She suddenly clapped her hands. "I've got it! Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo can still be at your disposal. As for the other Titled Douluo elders, you'll need my approval or the Worship Hall's before you can deploy them. Otherwise, you have no authority to move them."
She paused, then looked at Chrysanthemum and Ghost Douluo. "Also, the two of you have to report to me regularly every month to make sure she doesn't abuse her authority."
"Qian Renxue, you're trying to make me a puppet!" Bibi Dong trembled with rage, her face livid and her chest heaving. "You might as well strip me of the position of Pope outright!"
Qian Renyou looked at her with a faint, inscrutable smile, her tone light and airy. "Are you sure you don't want to be