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Martial Soul City, Pope Palace.

Within this thousand-square-meter grand hall, a woman of cold and stunning temperament sat perched upon the Pope Throne.

The woman possessed an extraordinary appearance and a tall, perfect physique, featuring a pair of long, straight, slender legs.

Her right hand gripped the Pope Scepter, and her entire body radiated a bone-chilling aura that shattered her cold, elegant demeanor.

And this woman was none other than—

The current Pope of Martial Soul Hall, Bibi Dong.

"-Thump-thump-thump-!"

Bibi Dong's slender fingers tapped lightly against the armrest, the rhythm slow yet carrying a heavy, oppressive weight.

As if thinking of something, her expression grew increasingly gloomy, and her formidable soul power erupted without reservation, making the atmosphere throughout the Pope Palace even more stifling.

In the center of the hall—

The two men known as the "Heng and Ha Generals," Pope Bibi Dong's most capable right-hand men—Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan and Ghost Douluo Gui Mei, were bowing with their heads lowered.

Facing the direct soul power pressure of Bibi Dong, a Level 98 Peak Douluo, Yue Guan and Gui Mei were tense, fine beads of cold sweat seeping from their foreheads; they dared not even draw a full breath.

"Po... Pope Your Majesty..."

Yue Guan and Gui Mei stood respectfully in place.

They reported every detail to Bibi Dong: the news of Qian Wuyou destroying Heaven Dou City, the subsequent framing of Martial Soul Hall, and their failure to track the whereabouts of Qian Wuyou's group.

"Useless trash..."

"Seven days... seven whole days..."

"It is one thing that you two couldn't find information on that brat Qian Wuyou, but could you not even find the whereabouts of the other three thousand five hundred members of the Angel Clan?"

"Yue Guan, Gui Mei, This Seat is very disappointed in you!"

Bibi Dong's icy, piercing voice echoed continuously through the empty Pope Palace, carrying a heart-stopping pressure.

There was no helping it; one could not blame Bibi Dong for being so irritable.

In truth, the good deed Qian Wuyou had pulled off in Heaven Dou City had completely broken her composure.

She had merely been in secluded cultivation for a few days, only to hear upon emerging that something had happened to the Angel Family.

Before she could even start a banquet to celebrate the Angel Family's misfortune, she heard news that made her doubt her own life.

Qian Wuyou—that brat who had broken through to Title Douluo at twenty and was being groomed by Qian Daoliu as his successor—had directly defected and left Martial Soul City.

Beyond that—Qian Wuyou had also taken his only younger sister, Qian Wulu, along with three thousand five hundred members of the Radical Faction of the Angel Clan, and severed ties with the Angel Family and Martial Soul Hall.

Honestly—when this news broke, Bibi Dong was completely stunned.

Qian Wuyou—that brat who opposed her at every turn, the second-in-command of the Angel Family—had actually taken his sister and three thousand five hundred Angel clansmen to openly defect and leave Martial Soul City and the Angel Family?

Emmm...

Are we sure today isn't April Fools' Day???

Are we sure this isn't some joke being played on her, Bibi Dong???

Once she confirmed the news of Qian Wuyou's defection, what followed was the news that Qian Wuyou had destroyed Heaven Dou City, making her and the entire Martial Soul Hall the target of public criticism, feared and loathed by every power on the continent.

Declaring war on the entire continent???

Waiting in Martial Soul City for all the powers of the continent to come and crusade against them???

Damn it!

What the hell!

When Bibi Dong learned of the "good deed" Qian Wuyou had done, she was so angry she nearly coughed up blood, wishing she could kill that god-forsaken bastard.

Had it not been for Qian Daoliu blocking her, she would have wanted to take it out on the remaining Angel Clan—for letting that brat keep them in the dark.

But upon learning the detailed situation, Bibi Dong grew depressed again.

Qian Wuyou—26 years old, a Level 96 Peak Douluo, with a soul ring configuration of three black and six red, possessing a contract ability that granted agelessness, immortality, and indestructibility, along with a strategic-level soul skill for large-scale spatial teleportation, and a terrifying soul skill capable of destroying a city in one strike.

Fine... after weighing the pros and cons...

Bibi Dong admitted that she needed Qian Wuyou.

Moreover, he was indispensable.

Although she wished she could destroy the Angel Family, she did not want such a formidable combat force as Qian Wuyou to slip out of her control.

If she could secure Qian Wuyou's loyalty and allegiance, she would have no need to curry favor or promise benefits to other kingdoms or the Lower Four Sects.

Relying solely on the power of Qian Wuyou's Twelve-Winged Angel Martial Soul, the Martial Soul Hall she led could absolutely unify the entire Douluo Continent ahead of schedule.

For the sake of the plan to unify the entire continent—Bibi Dong was even willing to set aside the conflict between herself and Qian Wuyou.

It is no exaggeration to say—as long as she could secure Qian Wuyou's loyalty and allegiance, she would even be willing to personally tie Qian Renxue to Qian Wuyou's bed.

After all, to Qian Daoliu and the other elders, Qian Wuyou was the best candidate for Qian Renxue to continue the bloodline of the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul.

This idea of hers would not only face no opposition, but would instead receive the tacit approval, indulgence, and perhaps even the delight of those old fossils in the Worship Hall.

Qian Renxue: "Damn it! You bastard! Bibi Dong, what do you take me for?"

Bibi Dong: "Hmph! My dear little sister, don't play the innocent after reaping the benefits!"

Just then—feeling the increasingly oppressive soul power radiating from Bibi Dong, Yue Guan had no choice but to bite the bullet and step forward.

"R-reporting to Your Eminence the Pope, it is not that we do not wish to find information on Qian Wuyou and his party, but we are truly stretched too thin..."

And believe it or not, he wasn't exaggerating.

Ever since Qian Wuyou unscrupulously laid waste to Heaven Dou City, Yue Guan and Gui Mei, as the ones left to shoulder all the blame, had been so busy they hadn't had a moment to catch their breath.

The demands for accountability from those minor sects were one thing—

But the investigations from major powers like the Heaven Dou Empire, the Star Luo Empire, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, and even the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect were not so easily brushed aside.

Facing the scrutiny of the continent's top-tier powers, even as Title Douluo, the two of them had been driven to exhaustion, filled with a stifled resentment that had nowhere to vent.

After all, everyone knew that the root cause of all this was entirely the work of that bastard Qian Wuyou, yet they couldn't even find a trace of him, forced to bear all the infamy and rage themselves.

Just look at the "good deeds" Qian Wuyou had committed.

He crippled the Star Luo Empire's Prince Dai Mubai and his consort Zhu Zhuqing.

He nearly killed Ning Rongrong and looted the World Treasury of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect until not a single item remained.

As for the Heaven Dou Empire, it was even more outrageous.

Not only did he slaughter the Soul Master Imperial Guard of the Heaven Dou Imperial Palace, but he also emptied the national treasury of the Heaven Dou Empire, forcing Great Emperor Xue Ye and the royal family to flee in a pathetic, panicked state.

Each and every one of these incidents caused even Yue Guan and Gui Mei, who had seen their fair share of storms, to feel their scalps tingle and their hearts tremble with fear.

Damn it—is this even something a human being could do?

Yue Guan and Gui Mei cursed Qian Wuyou incessantly in their hearts.

"The Heaven Dou Empire, the Star Luo Empire, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect..."

"Hmph!"

"Pay them no mind..."

"If those factions have any objections, then let them declare war!"

Bibi Dong let out a cold snort.