Bibi Dong's Shock and Rage

Douluo Continent.

Spirit Hall.

The underground secret chamber beneath the Pope's bedchamber.

Bibi Dong, the current Pope, wore her papal robes and crown. Holding the purple-gold scepter that symbolized Spirit Hall's highest authority, she stood before a vanity mirror in the secret chamber, gazing coldly at her reflection.

Her curvaceous figure, fair and delicate skin, deadly legs, and stunningly cold face concealed beneath icy indifference constantly displayed the supreme majesty of the Pope.

Even within this dim secret chamber, the Pope's dignity remained just as sacred. If anyone had been present, they would likely have been overcome by a sense of inferiority.

"How ugly." A trace of disgust flashed through Bibi Dong's eyes as she faced her reflection.

As memories of the past surfaced,

her hand unconsciously reached for her chest.

Her buried fingers gradually tightened. Supporting herself with her scepter, Bibi Dong looked into the mirror, her gaze slowly twisting.

She hated it!

Her delicate body trembled without end.

It was in this very secret chamber that she had changed from an innocent, lively girl into what she was today! From ignorant to ruthless! From having nothing to becoming one of the accomplices forced to ascend to the powerful position of Pope of Spirit Hall!

Of course.

No matter how much she resented it, it was useless now. She withdrew the hand trapped in humiliation.

She took a deep breath.

[Welcome to the secret chamber chat conference.]

Just as a faint ache filled Bibi Dong's heart and she instinctively prepared to compose herself, an entirely unexpected voice suddenly rang in her mind, catching her off guard.

She could no longer worry about the aftereffects from before.

"Who is it?!"

Bibi Dong angrily scanned her surroundings. A powerful pressure radiated from her body as waves of soul power swept through the entire room, knocking all the tables, chairs, and benches in the secret chamber askew.

Even she had failed to notice that, under the intense pressure just now, a hint of spring had already been exposed.

"Bastard, get out here!"

After waiting for a while with no movement whatsoever, unease began to rise in Bibi Dong's heart.

Given where she was, no one should have been able to find her. Yet that voice had appeared directly in her mind.

It gave her an inexplicable sense of dread.

Just as Bibi Dong began considering how to deal with this, the scene before her suddenly flickered.

When she came to her senses,

she had already arrived at a large conference table. Many others, just as bewildered as she was, were seated around it.

Although they looked at her, their faces could not be seen clearly.

"What is this?"

Bibi Dong noticed an antique bronze key engraved with her name lying on the table before her.

She reached out and picked it up, and a screen suddenly appeared before her eyes.

[Key pickup detected.]

[Chatroom function unlocked.]

[Secret Chamber Chat Group—Douluo Continent.]

[Du Bei: Holy shit! Golden finger, you've finally arrived!!! If you hadn't come soon, I would've gotten NTR'd...]

[Du Bei: Deng Yixia! No, I mean, I was talking to you? Why did you give me a chat group...]

[Group member "Du Bei" has changed their name.]

[Already an Uncle: ...] x999...

All the girls:...

Watching the flood of messages scrolling across the screen, Bibi Dong frowned tightly, confusion in her eyes. She still seemed unable to understand her current situation.

What were those constantly jumping words on the screen?

And this space she was in—could all this be the work of some god?

It was all too fantastical. She could only attribute it to those ethereal gods.

Otherwise, there was no way to explain what was happening.

Just as Bibi Dong remained puzzled, the antique bronze key in her hand trembled slightly, and another message appeared on the screen before her.

[Anchor point locked (2/9).]

[Operation manual issued.]

After skimming through it for a moment, Bibi Dong finally understood what this thing was.

Simply put, it was a soul tool that allowed one to enter a conference space.

The key she had just obtained could also open a private room belonging solely to her, similar to an oversized storage soul tool.

[Exit conference space?]

"Yes."

Back in the secret chamber, Bibi Dong looked at the bronze key that had left with her. She waved a hand through the air.

The chat screen from before reappeared.

[Already an Uncle: Right, right. You just need to stay there for another day or two. Maybe they'll leave in a couple of days.]

[Stray Cat: Thank you for your advice.]

[Already an Uncle: It's nothing. If you really feel bad about it, could you open the door? I'll bring you some medicine...]

[Stray Cat: No. The operation manual says I can't casually let outsiders into my secret chamber.]

[Already an Uncle: Uh...]

[Little Princess: If you were a girl, we might actually let you in, but your name obviously belongs to a guy, @Already an Uncle.]

[Already an Uncle: What's wrong with being a guy? Did I eat your family's rice? @Little Princess, keep talking like that and I'll secret-chamber you directly!]

[Little Princess: Secret-chamber? What does that mean?]

Bibi Dong:!!!

Bibi Dong, who had been watching the group chat with interest, widened her eyes! It felt as if a hundred-thousand-year soul beast had self-destructed inside her mind! Everything instantly went wrong!

Damn it! Why did he know?!

That matter had clearly...

[Bibi Dong: Bastard! Who exactly are you? Why do you know about the secret chamber?!]

The moment Bibi Dong sent that message, the lively chat group fell silent for a moment.

Then it instantly erupted again!

[Already an Uncle: What? Bibi Dong? Is that the Bibi Dong I'm thinking of?]

[Little Princess: Could it be the one from Spirit Hall? "Scared" "Trembling"]

[Bibi Dong: Other than me, who would dare use that name?! And the secret chamber you mentioned just now—who exactly are you? Do you know something?]

[Bibi Dong: No! You are not allowed to say it here! Tell me where you are, and I'll come find you! If you dare run, I'll make your entire family accompany you in death!]

Even the people lurking in the group could sense the surging killing intent pouring from Bibi Dong, as if she were an evil dragon whose reverse scale had been touched.

[Already an Uncle: No, um... Your Holiness, do you know where I am?]

[Bibi Dong: Tell me your name! Otherwise, I'll make you beg for life and be unable to die.]

[Already an Uncle: ...]

Seeing the ellipsis sent by Du Bei on the screen before her, Bibi Dong thought he had already yielded. Just as she waited to hear him beg for mercy,

the next message completely opened her eyes.

[Already an Uncle: So Your Holiness doesn't know where I am. Then what the hell are you putting on airs for?]

[Bibi Dong: Impudent!]

[Already an Uncle: Impudent my ass! Didn't you see that you're the only one in the group using your real name? You think I give a damn about you?]

[Bibi Dong: Bastard! Do you dare tell me your name and address?! If you do, I'll personally wipe out your entire clan!]

[Already an Uncle: Do you take me for an idiot? Chatting under my real name like you, all tits and no brains?]

[Already an Uncle: Wipe out my entire clan? Go ahead and try? I think you're just asking for...]

The lurking group members witnessed the birth of a "Zu'an wise ape." For a time, the group became Already an Uncle's personal stage.

Even Bibi Dong, who wanted to argue back, had her messages drowned in a torrent of flowery insults the instant she sent them.

The speed at which he typed was simply astonishing.