Bibi Dong Missing? An Upheaval at the Papal Palace!
A few days later, at noon.
Light streamed in through the window, illuminating the complete mess in the room.
The bed sheet was twisted into a rope, and the pillow was on the floor.
A broken bell cord still hung from the corner of the blanket.
The air was filled with a faint, lingering scent of photinia flowers.
Ye Hua leaned against the headboard, looking at the girl lying beside him, a smile playing on his lips.
"How about it, still being cheeky?"
"Ugh!" Ning Rongrong groaned.
"You! You! You're not human!"
She struggled to open her eyelids, turned her head to glare at Ye Hua, and gritted her teeth.
Her hair was disheveled and haphazardly draped over her bare back.
Ye Hua raised an eyebrow. "That's not what you said last night."
"Last night was last night!" Ning Rongrong slammed her head back into the pillow. "So what if you have Dual Godhood?"
Even a god couldn't withstand this kind of abuse! I can't even straighten my back now!
Ye Hua spread his hands innocently, "Who told you to become gods? Do you think you can do it all by your own power?"
"Well... anyway, you're not!"
"Yes, yes, I am God!"
"You--"
Ning Rongrong was furious.
Meng Yiran, who was standing next to her, wanted to speak up, so she propped herself up on the edge of the bed and sat up.
As a result, his hand went limp, his whole body went back to its original position, and his arm hung limply at his sides.
"Looks like some people aren't happy about it."
Ye Hua gave a half-smile.
Meng Yiran was terrified and pretended to be dead with her eyes closed.
The girls who were about to speak also fell silent.
But Ye Hua is clearly not a docile person.
"Qilin! Someone's looking for you!"
The girls breathed a sigh of relief.
Ye Hua's face darkened; he recognized the voice as that of Sky Dream Ice Silkworm.
"I'll spare you for now." He finished dressing.
As I walked down the stairs, Sky Dream Ice Silkworm was waiting at the top.
After becoming a god, Ye Hua used his divine power to successfully and completely revive the Soul Spirit.
Sky Dream Ice Silkworm, Ice Empress, and Snow Empress all possess real bodies.
Rather than a mere shell that can only move on its own but has no Soul Power.
As for strength, he's probably Second-Level God, but only a tiny bit away from being First-Level God.
"Is something wrong, Brother Sky Dream?" Ye Hua was still bothered by the fact that he hadn't had enough fun.
Sky Dream Ice Silkworm stepped aside, revealing the old man behind her.
"Golden Crocodile Douluo?" Ye Hua blinked.
Golden Crocodile Douluo bowed slightly and handed over the letter.
It is covered with gilded sealing wax, which is the mark of an angel.
Ye Hua looked up, then opened the letter.
"I see." He nodded.
"A simple statement would suffice; there's no need for such a formality as writing a letter."
Golden Crocodile Douluo tensed up, "After all... after all..."
"After all, I am a god now?" Ye Hua put his hand to his forehead.
"There's no need for that; even God has feelings."
"He's Qian Renxue's grandfather, of course I'll help him."
Golden Crocodile Douluo saw Ye Hua, he did not exhale a sigh of relief despite his newfound godhood.
The letter's meaning is very simple--
It should have been that Qian Renxue became a god and healed Qian Daoliu.
But Qian Daoliu didn't want her to know he was risking his life, lest he feel guilty.
I would like to ask Ye Hua for help in making up for the deficit in consolidating the Godhood.
This is a minor matter for him!
"Come here." Ye Hua gestured to Golden Crocodile Douluo, spreading his hands.
He placed the emerald green pill in his palm.
"This is the Hundred-Grass Pill, a life-saving medicine I relied on in my early years."
"Now that I've become a god, its potency has waned, but it's still good for mending the void."
Then, pure divine power was separated and condensed into a sphere of light.
"Give him the Hundred-Grass Pill first to strengthen his foundation and nourish his vital energy, then let him absorb the energy."
"Remember the order. His body is too depleted; if you absorb it directly, his meridians won't be able to handle it."
Golden Crocodile Douluo nodded repeatedly and carefully tucked the item into his sleeve.
"Thank you, Night Alliance Leader!"
"You're welcome."
Ye Hua stretched and planned to go upstairs to continue.
But Golden Crocodile Douluo stood there motionless.
Is there anything else?
"Hmm..." Golden Crocodile Douluo hesitated for a few seconds, "His Holiness the Pope is missing."
Ye Hua stopped in his tracks as he went upstairs.
"Bibi Dong has disappeared?"
"Yes!" Golden Crocodile Douluo's expression was complicated.
Ye Hua frowned.
Judging by the timeline, Bibi Dong should be taking the Ninth Trial now.
It could be that his murderous intent spiraled out of control, or that he was Rakshasa God.
"When?"
"In the next couple of days."
Does anyone else know?
"It's just me and the Great Enshrined."
He then added, "Because the Holy Maiden and His Highness have just returned, the others are far weaker than the Pope."
Only the Great Enshrined sensed that her presence had vanished from the Spirit Hall.
"I see..." Ye Hua mused.
It's a top secret; even if Golden Crocodile Douluo is the Second Worship, he can't tell you.
Since he has said it, it means that Qian Daoliu agrees.
"Perfect," Ye Hua thought to himself, "That matter should be settled now."
"Let's go," he said, "I'll go back with you."
Golden Crocodile Douluo clasped his hands in thanks, "Thank you!"
Ye Hua simply tore open the space.
He grabbed Golden Crocodile Douluo and flashed to the Papal Palace Square.
There's no Soul Master Tournament this year, so this place should be quiet.
But when the two appeared, they found themselves surrounded by a dense horde of Soul Master!
Even several Red Cardinal were leading the martial law operations!
The two appeared and were immediately spotted, with countless auras directed at them!
"Are you blind?" Golden Crocodile Douluo roared in fury.
"Everyone, step back!" the Red Cardinal quickly ordered.
The Pope guards exchanged bewildered glances, but still slowly retreated.
"Greetings, Second Worship!" the Red Cardinal bowed.
"What's going on?" Golden Crocodile Douluo's face was gloomy.
"I dare not say!" the Red Cardinal looked up.
"You bastard!" Golden Crocodile Douluo's face twitched. "Am I an outsider?!"
The Red Cardinal gave a wry smile, "I really dare not say that. If word gets out, I'll be dead!"
Golden Crocodile Douluo was visibly awestruck.
Execute the Red Cardinal?
Even Elder and honored guests have no power over this!
Even the Great Enshrined couldn't gain any real power; even if he wanted to take action, no one dared to stop him.
But according to procedure, only the Pope and the saint who is about to be enthroned have this power!
Could it be...?
An ominous premonition welled up in Golden Crocodile Douluo's heart.
"Please let him in!"
A female voice came through, Red Cardinal quickly agreed.
Ye Hua looked up and saw Hu Liena running up the steps.
She, who is usually so composed, was unusually flustered.
"Come with me." She grabbed him directly.
Ye Hua turned his head and gave a wink, signaling Golden Crocodile Douluo to go find Qian Daoliu first.
Pulled along by Hu Liena, Ye Hua quickly entered the main hall.
The main hall remained solemn, yet it was imbued with a sense of sorrow.
Bibi Dong's confidants, Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo, stood to the side with their heads bowed.
In addition, there were several high-ranking officials personally promoted by Bibi Dong.
"Uncle Ju," Hu Liena took a deep breath, "Please go out first."
"Yes, sir!" Chrysanthemum Douluo knelt on one knee.
This is a salute reserved only for the Pope.
Ye Hua looked over and saw Bibi Dong sitting in her seat.
She was dressed in full Pope robes, her long, dark purple hair flowing freely.
His face was calm, and his breathing was steady.
It looks no different from someone resting with their eyes closed.
But the breath had already dissipated.
Ye Hua frowned, his fingertip touching Bibi Dong's brow, his spiritual energy probing in.
"Really!"
"What happened?" Hu Liena asked, clinging to the last shred of hope.
"The body is still there, but the soul has disappeared." Ye Hua stroked his chin.
Upon hearing this, Hu Liena's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally died.
Her legs went weak, and she leaned against Ye Hua.