Master

Bibi Dong raised her eyes.

"What if Qian Daoliu attacks me?"

"You can come to me."

"You'll help me?"

"Since you've chosen to submit, I won't let anyone kill you."

Bibi Dong looked at him.

A moment passed.

She bowed down.

She crossed her hands before her, bringing her forehead close to the backs of her hands.

Her purple robe spread out along her full figure.

Her loose hair fell beside Ning Xian's feet.

"Bibi Dong pays her respects to Master."

Bibi Dong knelt bowed at Ning Xian's feet.

Her long purple hair lay scattered over her shoulders, a few strands clinging to her fair cheeks.

Ning Xian looked down at her.

"Rise."

"Yes, Master."

Bibi Dong slowly stood.

She gathered her long hair behind her again, but did not pick up the papal insignia from the ground.

Dugu Yan stood beside Ning Xian, her gaze settling on Bibi Dong.

"You're no longer the Pope now?"

"The position is still mine."

Bibi Dong put away the Pope Token.

"It's just that, starting today, I will no longer bargain with Master as the Pope."

Dugu Yan nodded lightly.

"That's more like it."

Bibi Dong ignored her.

She raised her eyes to Ning Xian.

"Master, what should I do?"

"Come back with me."

"That's all?"

"What do you want to do?"

Bibi Dong fell silent for a moment.

"I want to restore my cultivation."

"You may."

Ning Xian turned and walked toward the mountain path.

Dugu Yan immediately linked her arm through his, while Liu Erlong followed on his other side.

Bibi Dong watched the three figures from behind, then stepped forward to follow them.

She no longer wore her papal robe, nor did she bring any attendants.

After losing her scepter, she still retained Level 90 Soul Power.

But Bibi Dong