Even Gods Must Be Cut Down

Outside Spirit Hall.

Saintess Bibi Dong stood there in a daze, clutching a bundle of bedding.

Since the Pope had declared that she was to be expelled from Spirit Hall,

Bibi Dong's storage soul tool, along with all the resources inside it, had been confiscated.

No one knew whether Qian Xunji was deliberately humiliating her.

He had actually ordered someone to pack up Bibi Dong's bedding and let her take it away.

For a moment,

the young Bibi Dong was like a white swan turned into an ugly duckling, falling from her lofty position as Spirit Hall's Saintess straight into the dust. How pitiful... my ass!

Although Saintess Bibi Dong looked utterly miserable,

the viewers outside the Sky Screen could not sympathize with her in the slightest.

"His Holiness the Pope probably hasn't even processed it yet. One second, she was Spirit Hall's Saintess; the next, she was thrown out. But does she realize she has already found herself a much bigger backer?"

"Exactly. A Supreme Douluo was willing to offer two 100,000-Year Soul Bones in exchange for His Holiness the Pope. Would he really be stingy with her?"

"I have to say, His Holiness the Pope was truly beautiful and adorable when she was young. I think I fell in love with His Holiness the Pope at first sight."

"Hello, Spirit Hall enforcement squad? I'd like to report someone here for disrespecting the Pope!"

Lu Xuan folded his arms and lazily called out to Saintess Bibi Dong.

"Come on."

"From now on, you'll be working under me."

"I'm your new teacher."

Saintess Bibi Dong pursed her lips, her snowy hands tightening around the bedding as she looked wistfully toward Spirit Hall.

She had long grown accustomed to life in Spirit Hall. Now, she had suddenly been thrown out, and even her teacher, Qian Xunji, had treated her with cold indifference. Bibi Dong felt wronged and lost, with no idea what the future held.

Before she knew it, her eyes were already brimming with tears.

Lu Xuan let out an "Oh?" and asked,

"Can't bear to leave Spirit Hall?"

Bibi Dong nodded aggrievedly.

"Can't bear to leave your teacher, Qian Xunji?"

"Mm."

Lu Xuan stroked his chin thoughtfully.

"That makes sense. You've eaten Spirit Hall's food, drunk Spirit Hall's water, and used Spirit Hall's cultivation resources all these years. Anyone with even a shred of conscience would find it hard to leave."

Just as Bibi Dong thought he was about to comfort her,

Lu Xuan abruptly changed his tone.

"However, I already bought you out from Qian Xunji with two 100,000-Year Soul Bones. From now on, you don't owe Spirit Hall anything. You owe me."

"If you feel guilty, there'll be plenty of chances for you to repay me in the future!"

"You can work like an ox and a horse. We've got plenty of time!"

Saintess Bibi Dong's eyes widened, her face filled with disbelief.

She parted her pink lips, wanting to argue, only to realize that Lu Xuan was actually right.

Bibi Dong looked at Lu Xuan resentfully and obediently said,

"Teacher."

Compared to working like an ox and a horse, she chose to become his disciple.

At least she would still be a person!

At this point, Bibi Dong had not yet fallen to darkness. She was still an innocent, sweet girl. Since she felt Lu Xuan's words made sense, she obediently followed them.

Lu Xuan nodded in satisfaction.

Not bad. Young Bibi Dong was highly malleable; her mind had not gone bad yet. She was still a normal person.

But when he thought of Bibi Dong's future "glorious achievements," she was undoubtedly a hopeless romantic.

Lu Xuan cleared his throat and said seriously,

"Since you've entered my school, you'd better follow my rules."

"Everyone says I am extraordinarily talented, yet no one knows that aside from talent and opportunities, the reason I advanced so quickly was this very set of principles."

Bibi Dong's expression turned solemn as she listened attentively.

Outside the Sky Screen,

all the viewers could not help holding their breath, eager to learn Lu Xuan's secret to becoming powerful.

"First, keep no lover in your heart, and draw your sword to become a god! You aren't even a Titled Douluo, so where do you get the nerve to talk about love? From the moment I began cultivating until I reached the pinnacle, I never once thought about romance! My standards for you aren't that high, but if you dare make eyes at some blond pretty boy before becoming a Titled Douluo..."

Lu Xuan sneered, and the Godslayer Sword let out a soft hum.

"I'll break your legs first, then give that blond pretty boy a minimally invasive procedure and send him to the Heaven Dou Empire as a eunuch! I'd even be granting him wealth and glory!"

The murderous aura, like mountains of corpses and seas of blood, made Bibi Dong feel as if she had fallen into an ice pit. It also made her understand just how serious Lu Xuan was!

Outside the Sky Screen, the male viewers all felt a chill between their legs. The ones who had just shouted that they had fallen in love with Saintess Bibi Dong at first sight turned pale as death.

Yu Xiaogang, who had been watching the Sky Screen, wore an expression of terror.

His throat involuntarily bobbed.

But he quickly flew into a blustering rage.

"Feudal! Backward! This Supreme Douluo is so young, yet he is already this rigid and old-fashioned. Does he not know how to respect his disciple's freedom to fall in love?"

Outside the Sky Screen,

Hu Liena's eyes lit up. She thought the Supreme Douluo's words were wonderful.

She immediately said to Yan, the bootlicker who constantly pestered her at her side,

"Yan, did you hear what the Supreme Douluo said?"

"You aren't even a Titled Douluo. How can you have the nerve to talk about love?"

Yan was dumbfounded.

"No, Nana..."

The same scene was playing out at Blazing Fire Academy.

Huo Wu flicked her high ponytail and haughtily said,

"Feng Xiaotian, stop coming to bother me all the time!"

Heaven Dou Empire.

Dugu Bo's eyes lit up as well. His emerald pupils kept sizing up Dugu Yan, as though he were considering something.

He had never liked that brat Yu Tianheng.

The Supreme Douluo's proposal was highly worth considering!

Lu Xuan snorted coldly.

"Second, any cultivation resources I give you, including instruction in martial soul theory, are meant to help you grow. If you dare bite the hand that feeds you and give those things to outsiders, heh, just wait until I deal with you!"

"If you violate the second rule together with the first, you can start preparing your coffin."

"Teacher and disciple, I'll at least leave you an intact corpse."

As soon as those words fell,

not only did Saintess Bibi Dong tremble in fear,

even some viewers outside the Sky Screen felt that this was simply too harsh and heartless.

"Are the Supreme Douluo's rules not too strict? Suddenly, I feel His Holiness the Pope is so pitiful. Won't she have no freedom at all from now on?"

The moment those words were spoken,

someone immediately sneered. "Pah! Strict my ass!"

"Isn't this the most basic standard? Only ungrateful white-eyed wolves would find it strict. Normal people would only be grateful to their teacher. If your wife cheated around with someone else, and she said, 'Couldn't you have been at fault too?' would you take all the blame onto yourself?"

That person was rendered speechless. After a while, he muttered,

"Maybe I didn't do well enough somewhere. Otherwise, why would my wife cheat on me?"

"Go die, you cuck!"

The people around him swarmed forward and beat the cuck half to death.

Within the Sky Screen,

Lu Xuan slowly stated the final rule.

"Third, and last. As my disciple, if you are bullied by people of your generation, that is because you are incompetent, and I won't interfere. But if some shameless old bastard gets involved, you kill the young one, and I'll kill the old one."

"If you can't win, retreat. When you get the chance, kill his entire family."

"Ten years, a hundred years—even if the enemy is a god, you must cut him down for me!"

"Even a hatred lasting a hundred lifetimes can still be avenged!"