Across Time and Space, the Pope and Saintess Bibi Dong's First Meeting!

Lu Xuan did not notice that—

After he fell asleep—

The Spacetime Dice he had casually placed on the table—

The side engraved with a spider pattern—

Was emitting a faint glow.

At the same time—

Saintess Bibi Dong in the next room gradually drifted off to sleep as well.

Almost at the exact same moment—

In another time and space—

Pope Bibi Dong rested her head on her arm and slowly fell asleep.

Pope Bibi Dong dreamed that she had arrived in a white space. Many dolls were placed there, but two stood out the most.

One was a golden-haired angel with a solemn face and pure white wings behind his back.

The other was a white-clad swordsman, exceptionally handsome yet possessing an unrestrained, carefree air.

The golden-haired angel was growing increasingly faint, his features blurring.

Meanwhile, the white-clad swordsman was becoming clearer and clearer, even his eyebrows rendered lifelike.

That white-clad swordsman was unmistakably Lu Xuan.

And that golden-haired angel...

"Qian Xunji!!!"

In an instant, the resentment buried in Pope Bibi Dong's heart erupted.

Even though the golden-haired angel's face was blurred, Bibi Dong would recognize the object of her hatred even if he turned to ashes.

The Spider Emperor Martial Soul automatically possessed her body. Powerful soul power burst forth as a purple circular blade slashed toward Qian Xunji.

"Eternal Creation!"

In the blink of an eye, Bibi Dong had launched hundreds of attacks at Qian Xunji.

However—

Even beneath Bibi Dong's overwhelming barrage—

Qian Xunji's doll remained completely unscathed.

This made Pope Bibi Dong even more furious. Her eyes turned bloodshot as dense murderous intent poured from her.

"Who are you?"

A crisp voice suddenly rang out.

Bibi Dong turned around, and her spider spears instantly struck toward the newcomer. Yet the moment she saw the other woman's face clearly, she barely managed to stop.

"..."

Pope Bibi Dong and Saintess Bibi Dong stared at one another in silence.

Pope Bibi Dong saw her past self before her. The girl's flawless face was even more beautiful than she herself had once been, her eyes filled with innocence and confusion.

In Saintess Bibi Dong's eyes stood a noble, graceful woman with an immensely powerful presence. She was even wearing papal robes and looked exactly like her!

She was the very image of her grown-up self.

"You are..."

They spoke at the same time, then fell silent at the same time.

"I am Bibi Dong..."

Once again, they spoke in unison.

What followed was an even longer silence.

"Let me speak first."

Pope Bibi Dong said,

"I am you after growing up, but we exist in different time and spaces. Everything about us is the same, except that in my time and space, there is no Supreme Douluo!"

Pope Bibi Dong also wanted to say that her time and space had the Sky Screen.

But the moment she tried to mention those words, they were automatically muted.

Saintess Bibi Dong said,

"Wow, that's amazing. So if there were no teacher, would I become the Pope of Spirit Hall when I grew up? That actually doesn't seem so bad."

But Pope Bibi Dong's eyes instantly reddened.

"Shut up!"

"You have no idea what I've been through!"

"If it weren't for Lu Xuan, do you think you could still stand before me with that carefree expression, as though nothing had happened?"

Saintess Bibi Dong shrank back slightly.

Pope Bibi Dong had such a terrible temper. She was terrifying.

Pope Bibi Dong calmed herself and slowly said,

"I will tell you what I went through."

"I cannot allow you to still leave a place in your heart for that beast Qian Xunji, thinking he was your former teacher and treated you well, can I?"

"Do you know that he is a beast in human skin!"

Pope Bibi Dong began from the very beginning.

The course of events was not actually that complicated.

Bibi Dong and Yu Xiaogang fell in love. Qian Xunji did not allow it, then confined Bibi Dong in a secret chamber, forced her to bear a child, and separated her from Yu Xiaogang.

Pope Bibi Dong spoke as though each word were written in blood and tears.

Even Saintess Bibi Dong could not help shedding sorrowful tears.

However—

Saintess Bibi Dong immediately asked a question.

"But why did you like trash like Yu Xiaogang? Although it sounds unpleasant to say so, it is the truth... I find it hard to understand."

Pope Bibi Dong: "..."

She opened her mouth, wanting to explain, but could not find the words.

Could she say that Yu Xiaogang was different in the two worlds?

But clearly, aside from Lu Xuan, the two time and spaces were completely identical!

In the end—

Pope Bibi Dong could only force herself to say,

"Yu Xiaogang actually has his strengths. When he talks about martial soul theory, he has a confident air about him. He is also very tenacious and unwilling to bow to fate."

Saintess Bibi Dong gave an "Oh" and asked,

"Then did he ever break through Rank 29 afterward?"

Pope Bibi Dong: "..."

There was no way to continue this conversation!

Saintess Bibi Dong said in surprise,

"It has been more than twenty years, right? Yu Xiaogang should be fifty by now?"

"He is still Rank 29!"

There was something Saintess Bibi Dong did not say aloud.

Wasn't that the very definition of trash?

The more confident he was, the more laughable he became.

But Pope Bibi Dong understood it from her expression.

Pope Bibi Dong flew into a rage from embarrassment.

"Everyone has moments of youthful ignorance!"

"Besides!"

"Isn't it because you were stupid! You were too naive!"

"Were you completely without fault, then?"

Saintess Bibi Dong turned her head away in grievance.

Why was her grown-up self so fierce?

Just like her teacher, she loved bullying her.

Saintess Bibi Dong asked curiously,

"Didn't you have a child?"

"Was it a boy or a girl? What was her name?"

"Would I count as her mother too?"

Pope Bibi Dong said coldly,

"Just an abomination. There is no need to discuss it!"

"Don't bring this up again!"

"Anyway, remember this: Qian Xunji is a beast in human skin! Once you become strong in the future, you must castrate him! Then torture him viciously! Understand?"

Saintess Bibi Dong was at a loss.

"M-me?"

Pope Bibi Dong frowned.

Originally, when she watched her younger self through the Sky Screen, she had found her quite pleasing to the eye. But now that they had truly met, she found Saintess Bibi Dong indecisive and overly hesitant!

How could a woman stand firm without being ruthless!

She even wanted to apply to fight in her place.

Pope Bibi Dong said,

"If you can't bring yourself to do it, let me. As long as you let me enter your sea of consciousness, I can take over your body. And with teacher here, there will be no worries afterward..."

Saintess Bibi Dong suddenly bristled.

"No!"

"This is my teacher, not yours!"

Ye Qingshui was already trying to steal him.

Why was Pope Bibi Dong joining in too?

Pope Bibi Dong was very displeased.

"Do you know that we are one and the same? Isn't your teacher my teacher too? Why distinguish between yours and mine..."

But Saintess Bibi Dong stubbornly refused to yield.

"He is mine!"

"Mine alone!"

Pope Bibi Dong still wanted to say something.

But suddenly—

A powerful repulsive force surged toward her.

She had already been driven out of Saintess Bibi Dong's sea of consciousness.

Papal Palace.

Bibi Dong awoke with a start from her dream.

Her expression was uncertain.

Had that truly been a dream just now—

Or had she really crossed time and space and entered Saintess Bibi Dong's sea of consciousness?

Bibi Dong gripped the blanket tightly and suddenly became excited.

Perhaps—

She truly had a chance to go to another time and space...

Saintess Bibi Dong was too stingy.

What yours and mine? Everything belonged to everyone.

If she liked it—

She could sit in her papal seat whenever she pleased!