You Wanted to Get Yourself Killed

Ghost, who had been watching from the shadows nearby, was startled as well. This gravity test had been personally set by Her Holiness the Pope. Even though she had deliberately held back her strength, this kid was handling it with such ease.

The shifting gravity beneath his feet had not been canceled. In fact, it was not merely the suction force that was increasing. Yet throughout the entire climb, Duan Yu moved with complete ease, as if everything beneath his feet had nothing to do with him and had been entirely isolated from his body.

The Time Dragon King's innate divine skill, Time Stasis!

Before obtaining the Instant Pocket Watch, Duan Yu's understanding of this divine skill had only been superficial. He knew one part but not the other, merely using Time Stasis to wear down his opponents' attacks without truly being able to wield it.

But with the Instant Pocket Watch's help, his comprehension of the laws of time had risen dramatically, and he immediately grasped the true essence of this divine skill.

Time Stasis did not merely freeze an opponent's attacks. When an attack appeared, it froze all time within that area.

Now, no matter how the gravity beneath his feet changed, the power of time around Duan Yu would operate on its own, naturally deflecting the force coming from below and allowing him to continue as usual.

Simply climbing the stairs so effortlessly was already something ordinary Soul Masters could not accomplish.

With the help of the power of time, Duan Yu finally reached the final step. All the gravity vanished without a sound.

Duan Yu looked at the tightly shut doors before him, which showed no sign of opening, and frowned.

What was this supposed to mean? Did they want him to break in himself? They wouldn't arrest him for that, would they?

Just as Duan Yu was considering whether to force his way inside, an immense soul power surged out from the Papal Palace. Then, with a bang, the stone doors before him were blasted apart to either side.

A voice traveled from afar into Duan Yu's ears. "Please enter the Papal Palace. You have passed my test."

Duan Yu clicked his tongue and began sarcastically grumbling to himself.

You have passed my test~~

What the hell is wrong with you? How was I supposed to know I was taking your test? This test came out of nowhere. Anyone who didn't know better would think you were just looking for trouble.

Still, grumbling was one thing; he had to give her the proper respect. Duan Yu did not hesitate and walked straight inside.

After entering the Papal Palace, Duan Yu immediately spotted Bibi Dong seated on the throne in the distance. He respectfully bowed. "Nie Wuming, Young Sect Master of Cloud Dream Marsh, greets Your Holiness the Pope."

"Mm." Bibi Dong answered coldly, then said nothing more.

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Bibi Dong's attitude left Duan Yu somewhat at a loss. Looking at her indifferent expression above him, he did not know what to say for a moment.

After thinking for a long while, Duan Yu simply stopped talking as well. He stood there obediently and waited for Bibi Dong to speak first.

The hall fell into silence. Neither of them spoke a single word.

Duan Yu did not know what Bibi Dong was plotting. As for what Bibi Dong was thinking, he had no idea.

Finally, just as Duan Yu's legs were about to go numb from standing, Bibi Dong spoke. "Nie Wuming, Young Sect Master of Cloud Dream Marsh?"

"Yes," Duan Yu replied.

"I've never heard of it. I suppose it must be some third-rate faction."

Bibi Dong said directly, "What is your relationship with Qian Daoliu?"

Duan Yu's heart tightened at her words, but his expression remained perfectly unchanged. He asked in confusion, "Qian Daoliu? Who does Your Holiness mean? This junior does not know any Qian Daoliu."

"You don't know him?"

Bibi Dong gave a soft laugh, and her gaze instantly darkened. "That white-haired old man who taught you the secret technique of Ring Fusion. Do you know who I mean now?"

Only then did Duan Yu come to a realization. He respectfully replied, "This junior merely had a passing acquaintance with that senior. It is not worth mentioning."

"A passing acquaintance? Not worth mentioning?"

Bibi Dong's voice suddenly turned cold. "Nie Wuming, do you take me for a fool? Why would Qian Daoliu give you the secret technique of Ring Fusion if you were merely passing acquaintances? Are you still refusing to tell the truth?!"

"Your Holiness, I do not seem to be a criminal. Why are you interrogating me?"

Duan Yu said calmly, "Besides, if I truly were in contact with Qian Daoliu, Your Holiness, would you dare make a move against me?"

After Duan Yu finished speaking, Bibi Dong stared at him, then laughed. A dazzling radiance burst forth from her eyes.

Duan Yu's expression changed. He instantly released his martial soul, surrounding himself with the power of time as he prepared to block Bibi Dong's attack.

Bang!

The next moment, a violent impact erupted. Duan Yu's body shook as he staggered back several steps, and a streak of blood silently slid from the corner of his mouth.

So strong.

Duan Yu looked at Bibi Dong with a grave expression. Aside from her terrible taste in men, she was exceptional in every other respect.

Bibi Dong revealed a strange expression when she saw that Duan Yu, who had clearly taken one of her attacks, had merely bled from the corner of his mouth and retreated a few steps.

This kid really was an oddity. With only three rings, he had actually taken one of her attacks. Although she had not used her full strength, it was still not something he should have been able to withstand.

Yet he had not only taken it, but taken it so perfectly that he had not even suffered any serious injuries.

However, as long as Bibi Dong fully released her spiritual power, she could observe that the time around Duan Yu's body had constantly been changing—or rather, fluctuating unstably.

That earlier display of dominance, an attack meant to teach Duan Yu a lesson, had entered the time around his body and been disrupted by countless layers of time. Its power had silently been diverted into different time-spaces.

In the end, the damage Duan Yu took head-on was less than half of it.

"Enough. You may leave now," Bibi Dong said indifferently.

"Yes, Your Holiness." Duan Yu respectfully bowed, then turned and left.

After leaving the Papal Palace, Duan Yu cursed as he walked.

Fuck, she beat me up and then told me I could leave. If she wanted a human punching bag, she should go find Tang Hao. It would be best if they both ended up badly wounded and died together. What kind of ability was it to bully a kid like me?

Duan Yu stormed along the road back, only to collide headfirst with a blue-clad young man hurrying around a corner.

The two crashed into each other, forehead against forehead. The impact was brutal.

"Watch where you're going! Are you fucking blind?" Seeing that he had collided with a child, the blue-clad young man immediately cursed.

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Duan Yu had already been angered by Bibi Dong and was in an extremely foul mood. Now, he had been walking perfectly fine, yet someone ran into him and even cursed him afterward.

He was so furious that he laughed. Coldly, he said, "You're the one who wanted to get yourself killed. Don't blame me."

As soon as he spoke, Duan Yu's soul power erupted. A massive Dragon King rose behind him, countless dragon scales on its body radiating a gentle glow. Specks of silver light appeared on his forehead, transforming into a totem at that moment!