Bibi Dong's Impotent Rage
"Bang!"
The gilded and jade-inlaid Pope's Scepter slammed heavily onto the ground with a dull thud.
The guards standing in the Pope Palace all shivered and dared not utter a sound.
Bibi Dong sat on the Pope throne, her beautiful and majestic face filled with anger, and the pressure of her Soul Power made the entire hall seem to be shrouded in a layer of frost.
"Fine, fine, Zhao Ming!" Bibi Dong's voice was as cold as a knife, each word squeezed out from between her teeth, "A mere Soul Saint dares to disregard me, the Pope!"
And that rebellious daughter actually joined Zhao Ming in humiliating an elder of my Spirit Hall! She truly lacks any sense of propriety and doesn't know what's important!
Below the stage, Ghost Leopard Douluo knelt on one knee, cold sweat dripping from his forehead onto the white jade slab of the main hall, leaving a small dark stain.
He was the Sinister Old Man had gone to the Heaven Dou Empire with Demon Bear Douluo. At this moment, he knelt before the Pope's throne, feeling that the back of his robes was already soaked with cold sweat.
Demon Bear Douluo is still lying outside the hall, with many bones shattered all over his body. His Martial Soul Avatar has been forcibly shattered, and he is unconscious, barely breathing.
Qian Renxue spared the Demon Bear's life out of consideration for their shared membership in the Spirit Hall.
Ghost Leopard Douluo carried him all the way from the Heaven Dou Empire back to Spirit City, already prepared to face the Pope's wrath along the way.
But when he actually knelt in this great hall and felt Bibi Dong's almost tangible pressure, he still couldn't help but tremble all over.
Bibi Dong's gaze passed over Ghost Leopard Douluo and landed on Demon Bear Douluo on the stretcher outside the hall.
The Demon Bear Douluo's chest was caved in, and his left shoulder had also collapsed. A quick scan with spiritual power revealed that many of his bones were broken.
Seeing the miserable state of Demon Bear Douluo, the anger in Bibi Dong's eyes gradually cooled down.
She wasn't the kind of person who would let her emotions cloud her judgment. Demon Bear Douluo was a level 95 Titled Douluo, a true powerhouse across the entire continent.
The fact that Zhao Ming could beat the Demon Bear Douluo to this state shows that his strength is definitely not to be underestimated.
"Ghost Leopard." Bibi Dong's voice regained its calm, but beneath that calm lay a deeper chill. "Tell me in detail about the battle between the Demon Bear and that Zhao Ming. From beginning to end, don't miss a single detail."
Ghost Leopard Douluo quickly replied, "Yes, Your His Holiness the Pope."
He took a deep breath and recounted everything he had witnessed in the Heaven Dou Imperial Palace square in detail.
Bibi Dong listened, her brows furrowed deeper and deeper.
After Ghost Leopard finished his report, a long silence fell over the hall.
Bibi Dong sat on the Pope throne, her face still cold, but her heart was in turmoil.
At the Soul Saint level, with two Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring, he was able to defeat a level 95 Titled Douluo head-on, despite being two major realms above him. He also possessed a set of killing techniques that even Titled Douluo couldn't see through. This level of ability to fight beyond his level can't be explained by the word "genius".
There is only one possibility.
"Is he also a successor of the gods?" Bibi Dong wondered to herself.
The more she thought about it, the more reasonable her deduction seemed.
Only those who inherit the legacy of gods can possess such heaven-defying combat power at the Soul Saint level.
Bibi Dong herself was the inheritor of the Rakshasa God, and she knew better than anyone how terrifying the enhancement Soul Master could gain from Godhood Inheritance.
A flash of understanding crossed Bibi Dong's eyes. The rise of the Pill Tower, those unprecedented pills—connecting all these clues, the answer was already quite obvious.
Thinking about this, Bibi Dong's mood calmed down.
Her Rakshasa God Trial were not going smoothly. The succession to the Rakshasa God's Godhood Inheritance was divided into nine trials, each of which was extremely dangerous. The slightest mistake could lead to the loss of all her previous efforts.
She has now completed her Seventh Trial and is preparing for her Eighth Trial. At this crucial juncture, she does not want to cause any unforeseen complications.
An inheritor of a god's legacy, who has grown to the point of being able to defeat a level 95 Titled Douluo head-on, is not an opponent she can easily defeat.
If she rashly engages in a full-scale war with Zhao Ming, not only is the outcome uncertain, but even if she wins in the end, her forces will inevitably be severely weakened. How will she then proceed with her Rakshasa God Trial?
What made Bibi Dong even more wary was that Zhao Ming had that old bastard Qian Daoliu standing behind him.
Bibi Dong already knew that the Worship Hall and the Angel Lineage were the founding elders of the Pill Tower.
At the time, she thought that Qian Daoliu just wanted to support a force to deal with her. Now, looking back, that old fox Qian Daoliu probably knew all along that Zhao Ming was a successor of the gods, which is why he spared no expense to support the Pill Tower.
"So you all knew, but you kept it from me alone?" Bibi Dong was furious inside, but she kept a straight face.
She took a deep breath and slowly said, "Let's leave it at that for now."
Ghost Leopard Douluo suddenly raised his head, almost unable to believe his ears.
He had expected His Holiness the Pope to be furious, but to his surprise, the matter was resolved so easily.
"Ghost Leopard, take the Demon Bear to the best Healing-type Soul Master for treatment." Bibi Dong's tone was calm and indifferent, as if she were talking about a trivial matter. "The Demon Bear's injuries are not light; make sure it doesn't leave any lasting effects."
Ghost Leopard Douluo breathed a sigh of relief, feeling as if he had been granted a pardon, and quickly kowtowed, saying, "Yes, your subordinate thanks Your His Holiness the Pope on behalf of Demon Bear!"
After saying that, he got up and left the main hall, carefully carried the Demon Bear Douluo on the stretcher, and walked quickly towards the Medical Hall of the Spirit Hall, afraid that Bibi Dong would change her mind.
After watching Ghost Leopard Douluo leave with Demon Bear Douluo on his back, Bibi Dong's face suddenly darkened.
With no outsiders present, she no longer needed to hide her anger and fear.
"Qian Daoliu... No wonder you, old man, would have the Worship Hall and the Angel Clan support the Pill Tower, becoming one of Pill Tower founding elders."
The reason for this collaboration is that a successor of a god emerged from the Pill Tower. Presumably, the methods for refining those pills were also bestowed upon them by that god.
The more she thought about it, the more convinced she became that way. The unprecedented pills in the Pill Tower, their formulas and refining methods, were something that no force on the continent could possibly research. Only a divine gift could explain all of this.
As for that old man Qian Daoliu, being the guardian of the Angel God, he is most sensitive to the aura of the gods.
He probably sensed the divine aura emanating from Zhao Ming Zhao Ming when Zhao Ming was just beginning to show his talent, which is why he didn't hesitate to stake the Worship Hall and the Angel Lineage on supporting the Pill Tower.
"This matter needs careful consideration," Bibi Dong thought to herself. "Let's leave the Heaven Dou Empire in that rebellious woman's hands for now. Anyway, she'll return to the Spirit Hall sooner or later, and then the Heaven Dou Empire will naturally be mine again."
As for Zhao Ming... the Soul Master Tournament is just around the corner, and all the geniuses on the continent will Spirit City. I want to see for myself just how capable this inheritor of a divine lineage related to elixirs really is."
P. S.: Today is the author's birthday. I went out for drinks with friends, and that's how I ended up writing 2000 words.