Going to See Bibi Dong

If it didn't make sense, he simply stopped trying to understand it. Anyway, too many things on Douluo Continent defied logic, so one more didn't matter.

Shortly after, Dugu Bo and Sword Douluo hurried back to Lan Yu's side.

Seeing that Lan Yu was safe and sound, they both breathed sighs of relief.

Dugu Bo stepped forward and asked, "Lord Sage, are you alright?"

"Of course I'm fine. They picked the wrong person to target."

"The hateful Spirit Hall, what on earth are they trying to do?"

"No need for anger. Once we reach Wuhun City, I will personally seek an explanation from their pope."

Hearing Lan Yu say this, Sword Douluo still offered a word of caution: "Wuhun City is Spirit Hall's stronghold, after all. Please tread carefully."

"Thanks for the warning. I will."

After this ambush episode, the team regrouped and resumed their journey toward Wuhun City.

When they set up camp for the night, Qian Renxue sought out Lan Yu once more.

"Can we find a place to talk?"

Lan Yu nodded, and he and Qian Renxue found a secluded spot.

"What do you want to talk about? You can say it now."

"Today's ambush... was not my doing. I never intended to make a move against you. Please don't misunderstand."

"I don't care whether it was your idea or not. The ones who attacked me were Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo. They are elders of your Spirit Hall, so I will definitely settle this score with Spirit Hall."

"Those two elders answer to the pope. Making a move on you must have been the pope's will, not—"

Lan Yu directly cut Qian Renxue off.

"I don't care how much internal strife goes on inside Spirit Hall. In my eyes, the pope represents the entirety of Spirit Hall.

Until you depose the pope within your ranks, everything the pope does will be counted against Spirit Hall as a whole.

Regardless of whether this decision was the pope's personal whim or Spirit Hall's collective stance.

I do know a thing or two about your Spirit Hall's pope... I can only say that handing the power of Spirit Hall over to a lunatic will surely make the Angel God look down upon you in disappointment."

"What do you mean by that? What do you mean by handing Spirit Hall's power to a lunatic?"

"I mean exactly what I say. When we reach Wuhun City, I will settle this score with Spirit Hall, and you had better stay out of it.

A single mushroom is weak, but mushrooms that reproduce madly can easily submerge an entire city. If you don't believe me, we can test it out."

With that, Lan Yu returned to his own tent to meditate.

Meanwhile, Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo, both severely injured, had returned to Wuhun City and were now kneeling before Bibi Dong in the Pope Palace.

"You two elders of Spirit Hall, Title Douluo, couldn't even defeat a child? Trash! Utter trash!"

Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo both kept their heads lowered, not even daring to offer an explanation.

They knew their pope's temper all too well; the more they explained, the worse it would get.

After a lengthy tirade, Bibi Dong finally sank back onto her papal throne.

"That child has a deity backing him. Do you think this rumor is true?"

"Reporting to Lord Pope, this matter is likely true. The methods he used bore no resemblance to those of ordinary soul masters.

Lord Pope, by offending a deity's spokesperson in this manner, shouldn't we..."

Bibi Dong glared at Chrysanthemum Douluo. "Are you questioning my words?"

"We wouldn't dare! We wouldn't dare!"

"Hmph, get out of my sight and go reflect on yourselves."

"Yes!"

Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo felt as if they had received a royal pardon, hurrying away from the Pope Palace as if it were the lair of some ferocious beast.

After Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo departed, Bibi Dong rested her head on one hand, her gaze dark and sinister.

Another inheritor of a deity, and yet he acts with such arrogance. I thought I could easily eliminate him since he's just a wet-behind-the-ears brat.

I never expected those two pieces of trash to botch the job completely.

Now that I've thoroughly offended him, I must find another way to get rid of him.

Bibi Dong's mind had long since lost its grip on sanity, and she favored extreme measures when handling problems.

With someone so fond of extremes holding the supreme power of Spirit Hall, it would be a miracle if Spirit Hall didn't collapse.

After some time, the Heaven Dou Empire's competing delegation finally arrived at Wuhun City.

Many of them were visiting Wuhun City for the very first time, and they were captivated by its unique scenery.

Following the guides provided by Spirit Hall, the Botanical Academy headed toward their designated hotel.

Two days remained before the official start of the finals, and during these two days, the competing teams were free to tour Wuhun City.

Since this was Ning Rongrong's first time in Wuhun City as well, she wanted to properly explore the sights. Thus, she dragged Zhu Zhuqing along and even tried to rope Lan Yu into it.

"We're going out shopping. Aren't you coming with us?"

"I'll pass. I have other things to attend to."

"Other things? What things?"

"You don't need to worry about that. Go enjoy yourselves; once the matches begin, you won't have this kind of leisure time."

Zhu Zhuqing glanced at Lan Yu. "Alright, make sure you stay safe."

"Don't worry, I'll be fine."

After Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing left for the shops, Lan Yu walked toward the Pope Palace.

However, he was quickly intercepted by the on-duty Temple Knights.

"Ahead lies the Pope Palace. Halt."

"The sage of the Sage Lord of Fungi comes to pay a visit to Spirit Hall under the banner of the Angel God. Is this how the Angel God's believers treat their guests?"

Lan Yu's voice spread outward along the Mycelium Network, reaching every corner of the Pope Palace with absolute clarity.

Bibi Dong, who had been resting her eyes on the papal throne, snapped them open at the sound.

The Sage Lord of Fungi? That child? He actually came? Who gave him the gall? Does the deity behind him truly wish to back him unconditionally?

A surge of an emotion called jealousy bubbled up in Bibi Dong's heart.

The Rakshasa God, who had passed down her heritage to her, not only failed to back her up, but also restricted her because of the god trials.

Without comparison, things were fine, but once compared, she understood the true meaning of the saying: when people are compared, they die of anger; when goods are compared, they belong in the trash.

The thought flashed through her mind in an instant, and Bibi Dong promptly sent someone to escort Lan Yu into the Pope Palace.

After Lan Yu stepped into the Pope Palace, the doors behind him clicked shut quietly.

The Pope Palace, which should have represented the will of the Angel God and exuded a sacred atmosphere, currently gave off a chilling, gloomy vibe.

Lan Yu looked at the beautiful woman seated upon the papal throne, showing not the slightest intention of bowing to her.

Bibi Dong locked gazes with Lan Yu as well, their eye contact clashing with an intensity that hadn't ceased since the moment Lan Yu crossed the threshold of the Pope Palace.

"Brat, why do you not bow when meeting this pope?"

"First, I am not a brat. Second, I am not a member of Spirit Hall.

Furthermore, you are the pope of Spirit Hall, and I am the sage of the Sage Lord of Fungi. Our statuses are equal. Why should I bow to you?"

"Ridiculous. A self-proclaimed sage of some so-called Sage Lord of Fungi dares to claim equal status with me, the pope of Spirit Hall."

"What? Are you going to blaspheme a deity, Bibi Dong?"