Qian Daoliu stared coldly at this ambitious woman and doused her with a bucket of cold water:
"Never mind me bringing a few worshippers-even if Spirit Hall exhausted all its reserves to hunt her down in the Far North, it would be no different from moths flying into a flame, seeking their own deaths."
"I reckon that even if I borrowed divine power before the Angel God Statue, I would still be no match for her. Put away that foolish greed of yours. Spirit Hall cannot withstand your reckless meddling."
Having had the door slammed in her face, Bibi Dong's expression grew worse. She could only grit her teeth hard enough to shatter them and leave with a sweep of her sleeves.
As undercurrents surged across the continent following the Snow Empress's exposure, the screen high in the heavens changed once again.
The illusory ice and snow filling the sky gradually dissipated, replaced by a deep, oppressive dark-purple glow.
This time, the screen did not follow up by taking stock of the Snow Empress's astonishingly gifted disciple, Ye Wuchen.
Instead, it fixed its gaze on Bibi Dong, who had just returned to the Papal Hall.
[Featured figure: Spirit Hall's current Pope-Bibi Dong!] [Master-disciple ties: She was once Spirit Hall's most dazzling disciple; now, she is a master seated far above others. She studied under Spirit Hall's previous Pope, Qian Xunji; she currently has one personal disciple, Spirit Hall's current Saintess, Hu Liena.] [Current soul power level: Level 96 Super Douluo!] [Martial soul talent: Twin martial souls-Death Spider Emperor/Soul-Eating Spider Emperor!]
The moment Bibi Dong's name and information appeared on the screen, Spirit City erupted with voices.
Countless Soul Masters of Spirit Hall and ordinary citizens bowed, loudly acclaiming His Holiness the Pope.
In their eyes, Bibi Dong was the greatest, most perfect Pope in Spirit Hall's history.
Inside the Worship Hall, Qian Daoliu's face turned deathly pale when he saw the words "studied under the previous Pope, Qian Xunji." An unprecedented sense of panic welled up in his heart.
"This is bad... the screen's accounts have always left out no detail, great or small. Could that scandal from back then..." Qian Daoliu's hands trembled.
Spirit Hall had publicly declared that the previous Pope, Qian Xunji, had died after failing to recover from the grievous injuries inflicted by Tang Hao of the Clear Sky Sect.
But Qian Daoliu knew better than anyone how Qian Xunji had truly died, and what acts beneath even a beast Qian Xunji had committed against Bibi Dong while alive.
These dark events of the past, which Spirit Hall had concealed seamlessly with lies and blood, would be laid bare before the entire world by the screen.
The images on the screen shifted.
The first thing everyone saw was Bibi Dong's tragic childhood.
A remote village was mercilessly destroyed by evil fallen Soul Masters. Flames soared into the sky, and corpses littered the land.
Just as the young Bibi Dong was about to descend to the Yellow Springs, Spirit Hall's Soul Masters arrived, slew the fallen Soul Masters, and rescued her from a pool of blood.
The scene changed to Spirit Hall's awakening ceremony.
The young Bibi Dong displayed a world-shaking talent for twin martial souls, stunning Spirit Hall's higher-ups.
The Pope at the time, Qian Xunji, had golden hair and a handsome face, looking like the very embodiment of light.
He personally descended from the altar, took Bibi Dong's hand, and accepted her as his sole personal disciple.
With Qian Xunji pouring all his efforts into her, Bibi Dong's cultivation advanced by leaps and bounds. She grew into a graceful young woman of peerless splendor and naturally became Spirit Hall's Saintess.
At this point, viewers across the continent could not help voicing their admiration.
This was a perfect tale of master and disciple, the finest portrayal of Spirit Hall's glorious image.
Following this path, Bibi Dong should have grown smoothly, with favorable winds and calm waters all the way, before eventually taking up the Pope's scepter with her rightful standing.
But the gears of fate shifted the moment Yu Xiaogang appeared.
While traveling for experience, the young Bibi Dong happened to meet Yu Xiaogang, who was then wandering from place to place with a mouth full of theories.
The Saintess, whose heart was first awakening to love, was drawn to Yu Xiaogang's seemingly profound knowledge and melancholy air.
The two quickly fell in love and privately pledged themselves to each other for life.
Yet none of it escaped Qian Xunji's eyes.
The screen's perspective shifted to Qian Xunji's face.
That face, which had once represented light and sanctity, was twisted with sickening jealousy and madness.
As her master, he could not tolerate the perfect Saintess whom he had painstakingly nurtured and regarded as his exclusive possession.
She was going to betray Spirit Hall for a useless man who would never break through level thirty in his lifetime, a discarded son of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.
What was more, deep within his heart, Qian Xunji had long harbored unspeakable, wicked desires toward Bibi Dong as she grew ever more captivating.
The image on the screen finally settled before the door of a dim, sealed secret chamber.
Under the pretext of discussing important matters, Qian Xunji summoned the unsuspecting Bibi Dong into the secret chamber.
As the heavy stone door closed, Qian Xunji tore away his mask of hypocrisy completely.
The screen did not show anything excessively explicit, but the unbearably oppressive atmosphere, Bibi Dong's despairing cries, and the sound of fabric tearing.
Had already revealed every crime committed inside that chamber to the entire world.
"No, Master, you can't do this! I'm your disciple."
"Disciple? You are Spirit Hall's Saintess. You are the perfect masterpiece I, Qian Xunji, cultivated with my own hands! Everything about you belongs to me. What right does that trash called Yu Xiaogang have to lay a finger on what is mine?!"
Immediately afterward, Qian Xunji dressed, his threatening voice cold and cruel. "Bibi Dong, you are no longer pure. If you dare leave Spirit Hall and see that Yu Xiaogang again, I guarantee that tomorrow, Spirit Hall's Blade of Judgment will lay that piece of trash's head before you."
At that moment, it was as though an earthquake had struck the Douluo Continent. Countless Soul Masters' views of the world, life, and morality crumbled.
That was the Pope of Spirit Hall!
The Angel Clan, which represented the greatest sanctity and brightest light on the continent!
Yet he had committed such a depraved, utterly conscience-stricken evil against his own personal disciple, making himself lower than a beast.
Inside Shrek Academy.
Yu Xiaogang stared at the screen as though struck by lightning. His legs went weak, and he collapsed to his knees.
"How could this happen... how could this happen..."
Yu Xiaogang covered his face with both hands and let out heart-rending wails.
"Dong'er... I was wrong to blame you. I was too selfish, too cowardly!"
"I always thought you coveted Spirit Hall's power and betrayed our love. So... so you endured such terrible pain. Qian Xunji, you beast!"
Just as Yu Xiaogang pounded the ground, crying as though his heart and guts were being torn apart.
An enormous fist slammed viciously into his face.
"Bam!"
Yu Xiaogang screamed as he was sent flying several meters away, blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.
The man who had struck him was none other than Shrek Academy's dean, Flender.
Flender's eyes were bloodshot. He pointed straight at Yu Xiaogang's nose and unleashed a torrent of abuse:
"Yu Xiaogang, you coward! Who are you putting on this crying show for now?!"
"Yes, Bibi Dong was indeed forced into a corner back then. She was someone to be pitied. But what about now? The woman by your side now, who waited in anguish for you for twenty years without even asking for a proper status, is Erlong! Liu Erlong!"
Flender trembled all over with anger:
"Even at a time like this, the one on your mind is still your first love, Bibi Dong. What do you take Erlong for? Can you face everything she has given you over the years?! Erlong and I must have been blind to have misjudged a hypocrite like you."
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