Ning Rongrong took none of her old father Ning Fengzhi's warnings to heart.
Offend His Holiness the Pope?
How could that possibly happen?
In the Chat Group, even the Pope tried to curry favor with the Group Leader.
If not for the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Ning Rongrong felt she would not even need to become Bibi Dong's disciple. After all, they were both in the Chat Group, and she had obtained a Divine Position from signing in.
A Divine Position meant that as long as she raised her Soul Power step by step, she would eventually become a god.
She had sacrificed so much for the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect!
Unfortunately, she could not tell anyone about that sacrifice yet.
It left her a little displeased.
"Rongrong, we've come to play!"
As Ning Rongrong was thinking, she heard Xiao Wu's call. Looking up, she saw several figures descending from the firmament.
The sky had always been forbidden territory for humans!
Even Soul Masters with flying Martial Souls could not fly through the sky for long. The drain on Soul Power was enormous.
Only those lucky enough to possess flying External Soul Bones could avoid that limitation.
Yet now, Xiao Wu and the others had descended from the sky.
"Xiao Wu, Zhu Zhuqing, you, you..."
They had flown here!
How had they managed that?
Who had done it?
Ling Yuan's Martial Soul was now the Vermilion Bird, which could fly.
Liu Erlong's Martial Soul was the Azure Dragon, which could also fly.
Both women's strength had long since surpassed that of a Titled Douluo. By the Douluo Continent's standards, they had already reached level one hundred and become gods, but in fact, they stood a level above the deities of the Douluo World.
Neither of them knew this,