The Silver-Tongued Greenlark Douluo, the Frustrated Bibi Dong

You miss him?

Greenlark Douluo laughed. If the occasion had not been inappropriate, he truly would have wanted to slap her across the face.

If you truly missed him, Spirit Hall would not have ended up divided into two factions.

"Bibi Dong, stop deceiving yourself. If you truly missed the Pope, you should have managed Spirit Hall properly."

Greenlark Douluo showed Bibi Dong no courtesy, his face dark as he spoke.

Had he arrived one step later, Su Yu might have been taken away by Bibi Dong.

"Third Pontiff, listen to yourself. I have always been managing Spirit Hall."

Bibi Dong snorted coldly.

She knew full well that no one in the entire Elder Palace was satisfied with her, and Greenlark Douluo was among the most dissatisfied.

Greenlark Douluo glanced at the thoroughly defeated Golden Generation and immediately mocked them.

"The disciples you taught do not seem particularly capable either. The Golden Generation you personally named did not even qualify to make Xiaoyu fight seriously."

Having found an opening, he naturally would not miss the chance to mock her.

The Golden Generation had lost, and Su Yu had barely even used his full strength.

Bibi Dong's heart sank.

That hit right where it hurt.

Greenlark Douluo was giving her no face at all. Was he not accusing her of being incapable of teaching?

When had Bibi Dong ever suffered such humiliation?

This was utterly outrageous.

"Third Pontiff, watch your words."

Bibi Dong wanted nothing more than to argue with Greenlark Douluo, but as the Pope, any hint of losing her composure would give the Elder Palace something to lecture her about.

"Why should Bibi Dong be angry?"

Greenlark Douluo chuckled.

Seeing Bibi Dong angered made him happy.

A smile did not disappear. It merely moved elsewhere.

"Xiaoyu, don't you agree?" Greenlark Douluo looked at Qingyu. If Xiaoyu said it, Bibi Dong would have even less to say.

Su Yu answered earnestly, "The words may be blunt, but the reasoning is sound. And Grandpa Qingluan is right. Should the Golden Generation change its name?"

There was no need to call them the Golden Generation anymore.

Rename them! An idea flashed through Greenlark Douluo's mind.

"Then call them the Golden Three Districts. Three districts put together."

Greenlark Douluo burst into laughter.

Golden Three Districts—this name was not bad.

"Mm-hmm, not bad at all."

Su Yu nodded repeatedly.

Bibi Dong's veins bulged at the words, and she nearly failed to hold back a curse.

Were the two of you putting on a double act?

Xie Yue and Yan's faces turned livid with anger, yet they could do nothing. The three of them together had been no match for him. If they argued now, they would only be humiliating themselves further.

Hu Liena stomped her foot in anger. "You little bastard, you've gone too far! How did I, Hu Liena, lose? My charm is obviously so powerful."

"It does not work on me."

"Little fox, you are still too inexperienced."

Su Yu waved a hand. He did not consider Hu Liena much of a formidable opponent. After all, during the Soul Master Tournament, they would still be teammates competing together.

It was better to leave her some dignity for now.

However, this little fox did not appreciate it. She needed to be properly taught a lesson.

"Third Pontiff, remember today's humiliation. One day, I will strike back."

Bibi Dong clenched her fingers tightly. After leaving those words behind, she turned and departed, ordering the three members of the Golden Generation to follow.

The three members of the Golden Generation followed one after another.

Their feelings were complicated.

Hu Liena at least had an explanation for her loss.

Xie Yue and Yan did not understand Bibi Dong's temperament well, and they felt uneasy, terrified that they would be punished.

All four left in foul moods.

"Wonderful, absolutely wonderful."

This was the first time Greenlark Douluo had felt so satisfied.

"Xiaoyu, you really gave Grandpa Qingluan a satisfying time today."

"As long as Grandpa Qingluan is happy."

Su Yu did not know just how happy Greenlark Douluo was inside, but Bibi Dong was certainly frustrated beyond measure.

After the laughter subsided, Greenlark Douluo said, "Xiaoyu, I will be responsible for protecting you on this trip to Tiandou City. Other pontiffs will take turns protecting you afterward, so you need not worry about your safety."

Su Yu was not worried about safety.

With Greenlark Douluo there, along with Snake Spear, Pufferfish, and Dugu Bo's protection—

Even if Tang Hao truly wanted to make a move, he would have to weigh the consequences.

Besides, Su Yu had other objectives for this trip to Tiandou City.

"Then Grandpa Qingluan, does that nominal older sister in Tiandou City know I exist?"

Su Yu was extremely curious about his nominal good sister.

If Qian Renxue learned that he looked so much like her father, what would she think?

Angel Miss probably would not do anything reckless. If she could show some filial devotion, it was not impossible to let her experience a father's love.

"At the speed messages travel, we should receive word before we reach Tiandou City. Let us wait and see. There is no rush."

Greenlark Douluo was looking forward to it.

What sparks would fly when Xiaoxue met Xiaoyu?

They should have a sibling relationship. There would not be any misunderstanding about another kind of relationship, right?

Why did this trip to Tiandou make him feel a little uneasy?

Could it be that I was overthinking things?

Greenlark Douluo shook his head, telling himself not to think too much.

"Then let's set off." Su Yu was already prepared.

"Let's go. I have arranged a carriage at the academy gates."

The two left the Soul Fighting Arena and headed toward the academy gates.

At the same time, inside the Pope Palace.

Bibi Dong had already returned to the hall with the Golden Generation. She said nothing, while all three lowered their heads, not daring to make a sound.

If the Pope did not speak, they did not even dare move a finger.

"Nana, let me ask you something."

"Did your charm not work on him?"

Bibi Dong suddenly spoke without any warning.

Three seconds passed after her words before Hu Liena finally reacted and answered.

"No. Su Yu was clearly affected by my charm, yet he had no reaction at all. Also, Su Yu's Martial Soul used to have two wings, but now it has become a Four-Winged Angel. In the angel clan, does that mean his Martial Soul has evolved?"

Hu Liena muttered softly.

Bibi Dong had told her that among the angel clan's Angel Martial Souls, the Six-Winged Angel was the highest.

"A Four-Winged Angel!"

Bibi Dong frowned.

For an Angel Martial Soul to evolve from two wings to four was extraordinarily difficult. Yet when she thought of Su Yu's soul ring configuration, Bibi Dong accepted it.

Such a thing happening to Su Yu was not impossible.

"Since charm does not work on him, cultivate in peace. Su Yu has already left you far behind."

Bibi Dong accepted the matter quite calmly.

"Then Teacher, will we be teaming up with Su Yu in the future?" Hu Liena asked.

"That is right. Unless something unexpected happens, once Su Yu wishes it, he will be the captain of the Spirit Hall Team. The three of you could not even defeat him together, so you might as well cooperate with Su Yu in battle."

Since even the Pope had said so.

The unconvinced Yan instantly deflated. What the hell was there left to compete over?

Every one of them was a monster.

"This disciple obeys."

Since the Pope had said so,

the three of them could only accept it.

They would be joining Su Yu in the Soul Master Tournament anyway. It would not be too late to get to know him properly then.

Bibi Dong leaned back in her chair, closed her eyes, and collected herself.

"You three may return."