Bibi Dong's Furious Rage

"Old man, what kind of wishful thinking are you doing? How could I possibly hand over my position to her?"

Since she wasn't here to give up her position, what was she here for?

It couldn't possibly be that she had taken a fancy to one of them old geezers.

Golden Crocodile Douluo scratched his head; actually, Bibi Dong wasn't half bad.

"Then what did you come here for?"

Qian Daoliu looked at Bibi Dong and asked in a deep voice.

"I came to warn you: you lot in the Consecrated Hall had best not take a single step outside."

Bibi Dong showed no fear of them whatsoever, her tone so hostile she was practically on the verge of summoning her martial soul.

This time, Qian Daoliu and Golden Crocodile Douluo understood: Bibi Dong had come to pick a fight.

BOOM!

The soul power of a level 98 and a level 99 Douluo pressed down on Bibi Dong in an instant.

She didn't even hold out for a second before she hit the floor with a thud, kneeling on the ground.

Seeing this, Qian Daoliu sighed, helpless.

"Bibi Dong, have you lost your mind? If you want to threaten us, why don't you go take a piss and look at your own reflection to see if you have the capability?"

Bibi Dong gritted her teeth. She hadn't expected Qian Daoliu, the Great Consecrator, to be so devoid of martial virtue as to pin her directly to the ground. It was truly detestable!

"Do you think you're invincible just because you have a bit of skill? Let me tell you, if you don't listen to me, I will ensure your Angel God inheritance is completely severed!"

As soon as these words left her mouth, both Qian Daoliu and Golden Crocodile Douluo lowered their heads.

They were terrified that if they weren't careful, they wouldn't be able to hold back their laughter.

They truly couldn't fathom the way Bibi Dong's brain worked. Did she actually have the ability to sever the Angel God inheritance?

She had only just broken through to become a Title Douluo; severing the Angel God inheritance? It was laughable.

Even a Limit Douluo would have to weigh carefully whether they had the capacity for such a feat.

Seeing the two men with their heads bowed, refusing to speak for a long time, Bibi Dong assumed her words had taken effect and became even more unbridled.

"If you're afraid, then withdraw your soul power at once. Rest assured, as long as you stay obediently in the Consecrated Hall and don't go out, I won't cause you any trouble. You are simply forbidden from interfering in matters of the outside world."

Qian Daoliu nodded and, along with Golden Crocodile Douluo, withdrew his soul power.

Seeing this, Bibi Dong scrambled to her feet, raised the scepter symbolizing her status as Pope, and clamored, "Hmph! As long as you behave yourselves, I, Bibi Dong, won't have to take action against you."

"Haha, Bibi Dong, has your brain gone soft? What on earth gave you the idea that our Consecrated Hall could be wiped out by you?"

Golden Crocodile Douluo burst into laughter upon hearing this, unable to comprehend Bibi Dong's line of thinking.

Had she been brainwashed by Yu Xiaogang? Her behavior was becoming more and more like his.

Mocked by Golden Crocodile Douluo, Bibi Dong was so angry her face turned green. As the Pope of Spirit Hall, she was a supreme existence, yet she was being laughed at by an old, immortal geezer.

If word got out, where would she hide her face?

"Presumptuous! How dare you speak to me like that!"

"I said it, so what? Let me tell you, Bibi Dong, I'm only holding back from slapping you for the sake of Xiaoxue. If you continue to act willfully, our Consecrated Hall will have to consider replacing the Pope."

Golden Crocodile Douluo was blunt. He puffed out his chest, his words serving as nothing less than a threat to Bibi Dong.

Qian Daoliu watched from the side in silence, regretting that he had ever let her leave Spirit City. She had encountered that bastard Yu Xiaogang, and look how many people one person had ruined.

Otherwise, how could he have suffered the loss of his son in his old age?

"That's enough. Bibi Dong, if there's nothing else, you may leave. If you continue to be obsessed and deluded, I won't mind taking action myself."

Qian Daoliu issued the order to leave. He had no affection for Bibi Dong; she had killed his son, and letting her sit on the throne of the Pope was already generous enough.

Anyone else would have scattered her ashes to the wind long ago.

Having witnessed the attitude of the two leaders of the Consecrated Hall, Bibi Dong dared to be angry but dared not speak.

She had assumed they would take a step back for the sake of the Pope's position, but who would have thought that to them, the Pope held no face at all.

Under Qian Daoliu's gaze, she had no choice but to leave the Consecrated Hall in humiliation. She swore that this was the angriest day of her life.

"Damn old geezers! It was one thing for them to take charge and drive my Brother Gang away, but now they won't even give me, the new Pope, any face. They all want to rebel, don't they!"

On the way back, Bibi Dong cursed the people of the Consecrated Hall incessantly. She had already decided that once she inherited the godhood, the first thing she would do was wipe out the Consecrated Hall, and then bring Brother Gang over to inherit the Spirit Empire.

As for Qian Renxue, she could just be a slave.

Speaking of Qian Renxue, she happened to run into her on the way back.

Qian Renxue, who had returned home not long ago, intended to cultivate her soul power properly. Fearing that she might run into trouble due to a lack of experience, she had come to the Consecrated Hall to seek guidance from her grandfathers.

"Why were you in such a hurry just now? Couldn't you have just asked the Great Consecrator while he was there?"

Chen Qi followed behind Qian Renxue, speaking with a helpless tone.

Hearing this, Qian Renxue pouted in a spoiled, haughty manner.

"I just saw that Grandfather was tired and felt bad about asking him to go back and rest. What do you know about it?"

The Great Elder was tired?

If a dignified rank 99 Limit Douluo were truly exhausted after standing for a short while, Spirit Hall would have been carved up and devoured long ago, and Bibi Dong would surely have been the first to take a bite.

Speaking of Bibi Dong, Chen Qi narrowed his eyes, just in time to run into her as she muttered to herself with a dark expression.

Seeing her return from the Consecrated Hall, Chen Qi felt a bit puzzled.

Could this woman really have been foolish enough to go and provoke the Consecrated Hall?

"Hm? It's that damn woman. What is she doing at the Consecrated Hall?"

Qian Renxue also spotted the disheveled Bibi Dong. She couldn't understand what had possessed Bibi Dong, who had always been at odds with the Consecrated Hall, to act so crazily today.

"It's you, Qian Renxue! How dare you still appear before me seeking death!"

Seeing Qian Renxue, Bibi Dong found an outlet for her pent-up rage and immediately lashed out at her.

"Hey! Did you lose your mind today, you damn woman? Aren't you afraid the Elders will spin you around like a top for coming to the Consecrated Hall?"

"Qian Renxue, I really must teach you a lesson today."

As she spoke, she raised her Pope Staff, intent on giving Qian Renxue a "complete" childhood.

Seeing this, Chen Qi hurriedly stepped in front of her; he couldn't let such a perfect opportunity to increase her favorability go to waste.

He wasn't worried about Bibi Dong flying into a rage; with the Great Elder backing him, he could scold her as much as he wanted.

"Do you want to be beaten too, you stinking spirit?"

Bibi Dong halted her staff and shouted at Chen Qi.

"Bibi Dong, I think you've forgotten one thing. The Master is of the orthodox bloodline of the Qian family and the little princess of Spirit Hall. If you strike her today, your Pope Palace will be renamed the Young Master Palace by tomorrow. Can you bear the consequences of that?"

Hearing Chen Qi's words, Bibi Dong froze. She hadn't really considered that; after all, she had often caused trouble for Qian Renxue in the past without facing retaliation from Qian Daoliu and the others.

Thinking about it carefully, the reason they hadn't retaliated was primarily because she had never actually laid a hand on Qian Renxue.

If she truly struck her today, that group of protective old men in the Consecrated Hall might actually do it.

"Hmph, I'll let you off this time, but it won't be like this in the future."

With that, Bibi Dong scurried away, her earlier arrogance completely vanished.

"Tch! What is this? She's such a coward, yet she still wants to fight me? I was actually looking forward to seeing the fun if she had really hit me."