Great Consecrator, I Think Your Proposal Is Bullshit!

Inside the Pope's bedchamber, Bibi Dong, having just finished rewarding Lin Tian, was wiping the saliva from her chest with a silk handkerchief.

She truly hadn't expected that the request little Lin Tian would make was to have a hug.

It was just that his method of hugging was, well, rather unconventional.

Fortunately, she had dismissed all the attendants on the left and right before entering the bedchamber.

Otherwise, this would have been truly too embarrassing.

After tidying her dress, Bibi Dong crouched down, looked at Lin Tian with soft eyes, and then raised her hand to stroke his little head, saying gently:

"Lin Tian, you possess twin spirits and were born with full soul power; this talent is undoubtedly the best among your peers. But you must remember, the Soul-Eater Spider Emperor leans toward extreme offense, while the Death Spider Emperor leans toward control and defense. When obtaining soul rings, you must be very discerning."

Lin Tian nodded, indicating he understood.

With such a genius Pope for a mother to guide him, the future was full of promise.

Just then, the sound of Ghost Douluo knocking came from outside the bedchamber, signaling that the Consecration Hall had sent someone.

Upon hearing this, Bibi Dong's previously relaxed brows tightened once more.

After quickly adjusting her makeup and dress, Bibi Dong pushed open the chamber doors. Outside, a handsome young man in golden armor stood with his head held high, looking rather smug.

When he saw Bibi Dong walking out of the bedchamber in a somewhat languid manner, his handsome face filled with displeasure:

"Your Majesty the Pope, the Great Consecrator wishes to see the child you have canonized as the Saint Son. Hand him over to me; I am to take him to the Consecration Hall to report!"

"Also, I must remind you. Next time I come to deliver an order from the Consecration Hall, you had best be quick. I am a busy man and have no time to wait for you!"

The speaker was none other than Qian Baoshan, a level 62 Soul Emperor and deputy commander of the Spirit Hall's Angel Legion.

"You come to my Pope Palace to demand someone, and you dare to be this arrogant! Have you forgotten the rules that have been passed down in Spirit Hall for a thousand years!"

"Ghost Douluo, break one of his arms to teach him a lesson!"

Bibi Dong turned to look at Ghost Douluo, signaling for him to carry out the punishment.

"Your Majesty, this fellow is from the Angel Legion. Should we really..."

Ghost Douluo did not act immediately, instead leaning in to whisper a reminder to Bibi Dong.

"Qian Daoliu fails to discipline his subordinates and has broken the rules that have governed Spirit Hall for a thousand years. As the Pope of Spirit Hall, I shall help him manage the dog under his command!"

Having said this, Bibi Dong stepped forward, grabbed Qian Baoshan's arm, and exerted force, snapping the limb clean off.

Crack!

Following the crisp sound of shattering bone, Qian Baoshan's right arm hung limp. The excruciating pain of the fracture sent him rolling on the ground, wailing incessantly.

"Noisy!"

A fierce glint flashed in Bibi Dong's rose-red eyes. She slammed her papal scepter onto the ground, and a massive force surged into him, sending him flying.

Damn it!

That old immortal Qian Daoliu actually dared to dream of taking away the little pet she had spent years cultivating; it was nothing but a delusion.

Having suffered repeated heavy blows, Qian Baoshan no longer possessed a shred of his former arrogance. He knelt on both knees, kowtowing like a machine, begging Bibi Dong for mercy:

"Your Majesty the Pope, please forgive your subordinate for his rudeness! I really came here under the orders of the Great Consecrator; please do not make things difficult for me."

Even at death's door, Qian Baoshan still tried to use Qian Daoliu to suppress Bibi Dong, unaware that doing so would only lead to a more miserable end!

"Fine, fine, fine. Since you are so obedient to the Consecration Hall, then I shall send you to meet the Angel God!"

Seeing the other party so insistently trying to take Lin Tian away, Bibi Dong was enraged!

A terrifying aura erupted from Bibi Dong's body. Nine soul rings of varying colors rose up, a magnificent light enveloping her form. The powerful pressure of a Title Douluo bore down directly upon Qian Baoshan!

Facing the immense pressure of a Title Douluo, Qian Baoshan, only a level 62, was like a small boat tossed in a violent storm. The [Four-Winged Angel Spirit] behind him had its white feathers shattered by the violent pressure, with countless blood-stained feathers falling to the ground in a truly miserable display.

"You are nothing but a dog under Qian Daoliu; what right do you have to act so arrogantly here!"

With nine soul rings swirling around her, Bibi Dong's Title Douluo aura exploded to its peak. Her rose-red eyes were filled with icy killing intent, every bit the queen!

Just as Bibi Dong prepared to kill Qian Baoshan, two figures—one gold and one red—appeared before the doors of the Pope's bedchamber. The terrifying pressure acting upon Qian Baoshan vanished in an instant.

"You've worked hard, Baoshan. Lion, take him to be healed!"

After Qian Daoliu finished speaking, Lion Douluo stepped forward and bent down to help the fallen Qian Baoshan up.

"Great Consecrator, this woman ignored your orders! Please punish her severely!"

Upon seeing the Great Consecrator, the heavily injured Qian Baoshan immediately began to complain, acting as aggrieved as a kitten.

As a deputy commander of the Angel Legion and a member of the Angel Family, he had never suffered such a grievance.

Now that his family's elder had arrived, he naturally had to report the injustice.

"Lion, take him to the Consecration Hall. When a devout believer of the Angel God is injured, the Angel God will surely bestow divine power to restore his wounds."

Lion Douluo nodded and led Qian Baoshan away.

Once everyone had departed, Qian Daoliu stood with his hands behind his back, staring curiously at Lin Tian behind Bibi Dong, a flicker of confusion in his eyes.

As a transmigrator, Lin Tian also began to carefully size up this number one powerhouse of Heaven Dou.

He truly couldn't believe that such a top-tier expert could play such a winning hand so poorly.

Knowing full well that Tang San harbored malicious intent to destroy Spirit Hall, he should have dispatched a few of the elders from the Consecration Hall to strangle him in the cradle before he could ascend to godhood.

Even if it had been delayed until the very end, when Tang San entered Sea God Island to undertake the Nine Trials of the Sea God, he should have gone straight to Sea God Island to execute that sanctimonious fellow, rather than choosing to sacrifice himself.

Now, looking at this peerless Douluo before him, Lin Tian actually felt a twinge of pity for him.

His son had died a miserable death, his granddaughter's godhood had been shattered, his daughter-in-law had perished, and he himself was now seeing his soul dissipate, leaving not a single trace behind.

Sigh, what a pitiful man.

"Your Majesty the Pope, this child has awakened the Soul-Eater Spider Emperor and Death Spider Emperor spirits; it is inevitable that the outside world will gossip. For the sake of Spirit Hall's reputation, I hope you will hand him over to me so that I may raise him."

"After all, within the Consecration Hall, his strength will progress rapidly, and outsiders will not dare to utter any idle chatter."

"Your Majesty the Pope, what do you think of this old man's proposal?!"

Qian Daoliu turned to look at Bibi Dong, a glimmer of expectation appearing in his brilliant golden eyes.

"Great Elder, I think your proposal is nothing but bullshit!"