"This, this is—"
For a moment, Bibi Dong was stunned. She felt as if she had swallowed a sun!
How could what was in this broken bowl be pig slop? It was clearly a peerless divine medicine, something rarely seen even in the Divine Realm!
"Another bite! I can't waste it! I absolutely can't waste it!"
At that moment, what did a pope's dignity matter? What did a woman's modesty matter? To hell with it all!
Bibi Dong was like a beggar who had gone hungry for three days and nights, suddenly finding herself before a table laden with a sumptuous feast.
She paid no heed to her appearance as she lifted the broken bowl and gulped it down, even sticking out her tongue to lick the last traces of broth from the bottom.
Douluo Continent, Spirit Hall.
The Pope Palace was as silent as the grave.
All the elders, including those old monsters from the Worship Hall, stood with their mouths agape, their eyes nearly popping out of their heads.
What had they just seen?
Their noble, aloof, fastidious His Holiness the Pope, who had always been meticulous about everything she ate and wore, was licking the scraps from the bottom of a broken bowl?!
"Madness. His Holiness the Pope has gone mad."
Ghost Douluo muttered to himself, feeling as if his entire worldview had shattered.
"It was just a bowl of sour white porridge. There wasn't even a scrap of meat in it! How hungry must Her Holiness be?"
"How tragic. Truly tragic."
But just as everyone thought Bibi Dong had been abused and driven insane, something astonishing happened within the Sky Screen!
Buzz!!
A dazzling golden light suddenly burst from within Bibi Dong, instantly illuminating the entire dimly lit mountain gate!
Immediately afterward, two enormous Martial Soul phantoms—the Death Spider Emperor and the Soul-Eater Spider Emperor—appeared behind her, beyond her control.
But this time, the carapaces of the two originally ferocious and terrifying Spider Emperors began to fall away. In their place appeared crystalline purple-gold armor, radiating a sacred aura!
Even the originally evil aura of Rakshasa was forcibly purified by this overbearing energy, transforming into an even more exalted and boundless, unknown divine power!
More astonishing still were her Soul Rings!
Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black—red!
Her originally vivid scarlet, hundred-thousand-year ninth Soul Ring was now trembling violently, its color deepening at a frantic pace!
Deep red, dark gold!
At last, under the breathless gazes of Soul Masters across the continent, the Soul Ring completed its transformation, becoming a dazzling Golden Soul Ring that radiated an aura of supreme majesty!
Rumble!
At the same time, a terrifying pressure that surpassed Limit Douluo and even stood above ordinary gods passed through the Sky Screen, changing the skies over all of Douluo Continent!
Spirit Hall, Worship Hall.
Crack!
Qian Daoliu's grip left a crack in the Angel Statue in his hand.
This Peerless Douluo, famed for being invincible in the skies, fell to his knees, trembling and weeping tears of age. "God-level! That's a God-Level aura!!"
"Impossible! This is absolutely impossible!"
"She only drank a bowl of slop—a bowl of leftovers that even pigs wouldn't eat! How could this happen?!"
"Why, after a century of bitter cultivation and years of offering worship to Angel God, am I still no match for someone else's bowl of leftovers?!"
At that very moment, Qian Daoliu's spirit crumbled.
It wasn't just him. All the old monsters across Douluo Continent who had been stuck at a bottleneck went mad!
Dugu Bo clutched at his hair, his eyes bloodshot. "What kind of porridge was that? What kind of immortal porridge?! Give me a sip! I'd gladly abandon all my poison arts for it!"
The Seven Kill Sword in Sword Douluo's hand let out a mournful cry. "One bowl of porridge makes a god? Is there any justice in this world?!"
For a time, all kinds of emotions intertwined, throwing Douluo Continent's powerful figures into unprecedented chaos.
They had fought and killed over a Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring, and wiped out entire families for a few Spirit Bones.
But in that higher-dimensional world, even the slop someone casually poured away could make them gods on the spot!
That gulf was harder to bear than death itself!
Heavenly Palace, before the mountain gate.
Feeling the surging, ocean-like power within her and the transformation brought by that Golden Soul Ring, Bibi Dong trembled all over.
She slowly raised her head and looked at the old man before her, whose expression remained unchanged.
This time, she did not kneel out of fear.
Thud!
Bibi Dong knocked her forehead hard against the stone slabs, the impact ringing out clearly.
"Thank you, senior, for bestowing this supreme divine medicine upon me!!"
"This junior—this junior is willing to sweep the floors of the Heavenly Palace for the rest of her life! I will never waver!"
What did being pope matter? What did unifying the continent matter?
How could being a queen, a frog in a well back in Douluo Continent, compare with the prospects of being a handyman who ate slop in the Heavenly Palace?!
"Divine medicine?"
Hearing that, the old man's lips curled into a mocking smile. He casually picked up the broken bowl from the ground and looked at her as if she were a country bumpkin who had never seen the world. "You're mistaken."
"That was merely the water left over from washing pots in the Dining Hall, mixed with a few scraps of Dragon Tooth Rice that hadn't been eaten and some Hundred Herb Leaves used to feed the spirit beasts."
"I was going to pour it out back on the hill to feed the pigs. I only gave it to you because I felt sorry for you."
With that, the old man shook his head and turned away with his hands behind his back, leaving behind words that left Bibi Dong—and all of Douluo Continent—breathless. "Remember to work hard from now on."
"In the Heavenly Palace, even what pigs eat would be a fortune beyond your wildest dreams back where you come from."
"Don't take your blessings for granted."
The wind blew softly.
Bibi Dong knelt with her face to the ground, listening to his words. She felt not the slightest resentment; instead, her heart brimmed with joy.
It was pot-washing water? Pig feed?
So what!
If this was what pigs ate, she would gladly eat it for the rest of her life!
"Yes! This junior will work hard and never slack off!"
With that, Bibi Dong bowed deeply once more toward the old man's retreating figure.
Behind her, all the countless living beings of Douluo Continent watched their once lofty His Holiness the Pope now giving thanks for a daily bowl of pot-washing water. Everyone fell silent.
Elsewhere, in the Heavenly Palace.
The Main Hall.
Watching Bibi Dong on the Sky Screen, overwhelmed with gratitude over a bowl of pot-washing water, having not only rebuilt her foundation but also condensed a God-Level Soul Ring, Lin Feng couldn't help but show a flicker of surprise.
"As expected of the ultimate antagonist from the original story. Her ruthlessness and fortune really are a cut above the rest."
"Just a bowl of slop containing a trace of spiritual energy, and she's already touched the threshold of godhood in that world?"
Just then, the vast, cold prompt from the Sky Screen rang out not only across Douluo Continent, but also in Lin Feng's ears.
[Ding! The explorer Bibi Dong from the Douluo Plane has surpassed her own limits in an extremely short time, unlocking the hidden achievement: Mortal Ascending to Heaven!] [Due to the rarity of this achievement, the Sky Screen's rules have changed!] [Reward mechanism activated: the fifth random teleportation slot is now open!] [Random selection in progress—]
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