The next morning, the sun was shining brightly.
Chen Doudou had just finished washing up when one of Bibi Dong's maids summoned him to a side hall in the Pope Palace.
Inside, Bibi Dong was reclining lazily on a couch, holding a file in her hand. Her violet eyes were lowered, as if she were contemplating something.
"Sister Dong, you wanted to see me?"
Chen Doudou walked in and greeted her obediently.
"Mm."
Bibi Dong set down the file and looked him over, making sure the little guy seemed to be in good shape today before slowly speaking:
"You don't need to feel any pressure about visiting the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect today."
Her tone was casual, as if she were talking about something trivial. "I hear the current sect master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect has a daughter named Ning Tian."
She paused, a hint of imperceptible chill flashing in her violet eyes. "When you get there, don't spare their feelings. Go straight to bullying her."
"Huh?"
Chen Doudou froze, instinctively shrinking his neck. "Sister Dong, isn't that a bit much?"
Bullying a girl?
He could be pretty mischievous, but picking on a girl like that just didn't sit right with him.
"What's too much about it?"
Bibi Dong narrowed her eyes, a subtle look appearing in them as the corners of her lips curved into a dangerous smile.
She leaned forward slightly, lowering her voice with a threatening edge only the two of them could understand:
"Doudou, you wouldn't want to..."
"I'll go! I'll go!"
Before she could finish, Chen Doudou sat ramrod straight, his little face taut as he cut her off.
He knew that line all too well!
"I'm not threatening you, am I?"
Seeing him look so ready for battle, Bibi Dong was in an excellent mood, though she kept the inscrutable dignity of the Pope on her face.
"No! Of course not!"
Chen Doudou nodded like a chick pecking at grain. "I'm doing this of my own free will. Bullying Ning Tian, right? Leave it to me!"
"That's more like it."
Bibi Dong nodded in satisfaction, the little scheme in her heart crackling away.
This trick really worked.
There was no point trying to reason with this little Demon Pill.
She stood up and walked over to Chen Doudou, straightening his collar as she spoke earnestly. "Go wait outside for me. Don't hold back. Let them see what the dignity of a god's descendant looks like."
"Mm-hmm."
Chen Doudou turned and headed out.
At the doorway, he suddenly stopped and turned back to ask timidly:
"Sister Dong, if... if I make Ning Tian cry, won't that be a little bad?"
Without even turning around, Bibi Dong waved her hand, her voice cool and firm:
"If she cries, she cries. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect doesn't think much of us anyway. Just do what you want. If anything happens, I'll take care of it."
"Got it!"
Chen Doudou's eyes lit up, and his worries vanished in an instant.
With Sister Dong backing him up, what was there to fear?
He even began planning whether to hang her up with vines or knock her on the head with the handle of his sickle.
A streak of purple-black light swept across the sky, and a towering, magnificent mountain came into view.
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was built into the mountainside.
Seven main peaks rose in an elegant arrangement, their brilliant gemstones gleaming even in daylight. Countless exquisite pavilions were embedded in the cliffs, and from afar, the place looked like a legendary celestial realm.
Clinging to Bibi Dong's back, Chen Doudou gazed at the luxurious view below and couldn't help exclaiming, "No wonder they're richer than a whole country. They've got money to burn!"
At that, Bibi Dong's eyelid twitched as she grumbled inwardly, Could they possibly be richer than you, you little rascal?
A little life essence from the Goddess of Life, enough to extend someone's life, would be worth a fortune out in the world.
Countless old geezers near the end of their lifespans would fight tooth and nail for it.
The entire fortune of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect probably wouldn't be worth a single hair on your head.
The two landed in front of the mountain gate.
Several guards on duty immediately surrounded them, leveling their halberds and shouting, "Who goes there? State your names! This is a restricted area of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. No outsiders may enter!"
Bibi Dong said nothing. She merely flicked her violet eyes toward them, and an indescribably terrifying pressure descended in an instant.
"Thud, thud..."
The guards didn't even have time to scream. Their eyes glazed over, and they dropped straight to the ground, snoring loudly as they fell into a baby's sleep.
Bibi Dong remarked lightly, a hint of amusement in her voice. "Doudou, what's wrong with young people these days? Why are they all sleeping wherever they please in the middle of the day?"
Chen Doudou looked at the "Sleeping Beauties" lying in neat rows on the ground, and the corner of his mouth twitched. "..."
Damn!
Was this the pressure of a demigod?
She'd literally put them to sleep.
Holding Chen Doudou's hand, Bibi Dong walked step by step into the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
With every step, she released more of her pressure.
Like an invisible net, it instantly enveloped the entire mountain.
A group of disciples patrolling the grounds collapsed.
Another group of disciples who were cultivating dropped.
Several mid-level officials were in a meeting. They had only just stood up when they fell asleep in their chairs.
Even the Soul Beasts kept by the sect rolled their eyes and passed out.
By the time the two reached the main hall's plaza at the summit of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, a whole crowd had collapsed near the mountain gate. It was a spectacular sight, as though the place had been hit by a massive psychic attack.
"This sect really cares about employee benefits."
Looking at all the sleeping workers, Chen Doudou muttered, "Their lunch break sure is long."
Bibi Dong kept a straight face. "Mm. They're probably just tired. They're all young, after all."
At last, an elegant-looking man hurried over, trembling as he led several elders.
The man had fair skin and wore brocade robes. He was Ning Fengjing, the current sect master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
His face was pale, and cold sweat had already soaked his back. He took every step carefully, afraid of angering the woman before him.
The several sect-protecting elders behind him didn't even dare raise their heads.
Just one glance at Bibi Dong's aura had left them struggling to breathe.
Even the sect's guardian Douluo, the level-97 Wind Sword Douluo, was walking on eggshells. His Soul Power churned wildly within him, yet he still felt as though an invisible hand had closed around his throat.
Who was this woman?!
She had only released her pressure, yet they could barely breathe.
Was she even stronger than Dragon God Mu En?!
Ning Fengjing forced himself to calm down and cupped his hands in greeting. His voice trembled as he asked, "May I ask why you're doing this, senior? Surely the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect hasn't offended you?"
Bibi Dong sneered. "Your Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect hasn't offended me, but you've offended the Spirit Hall."
At those words, Ning Fengjing frantically searched his memories.
When had I offended the Spirit Hall?
I hadn't, had I?
How would I know?
He had always been smooth and cautious with others, avoiding trouble whenever possible and enduring whenever he had to. How had he suddenly offended someone this terrifying?
"Senior, there must be some misunderstanding! A misunderstanding!"
Ning Fengjing hurriedly waved his hands, nearly dropping to his knees. "The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect has never shown the slightest disrespect to the Spirit Hall. Heaven can bear witness! I swear it on our ancestor, Ning Rongrong!"
"Oh? So I'm the one accusing you falsely?"
Bibi Dong narrowed her eyes, her indifferent gaze fixed on him like he was a chicken on a chopping board.
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