"Go beg Qian Daoliu?!"
Clang!
Bibi Dong shot to her feet, even dropping her scepter in shock.
In a rare loss of composure, the exalted Pope's peerless face was tinged with astonishment, giving Lin Qian the impulse to draw her into his arms.
An impulse was all it remained; he did not actually do it. Picking up the Brilliant Gold Scepter and setting it aside, he offered a perfectly serious analysis.
"Even without the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's Sword and Bone Douluos, the strength of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect and the Clear Sky Sect still can't be underestimated. The former aside, the latter is the real issue. Seven Douluos in one sect-even if our operation succeeds, it'll be a pyrrhic victory. The gains won't cover the losses."
However deranged she might be, her basic intelligence was still intact. To establish the Spirit Hall Empire, accumulating strength was key. Otherwise, neither unifying the continent nor destroying Spirit Hall would even be possible.
Bibi Dong thought this suggestion was quite sound. The Enshrined possessed extraordinary strength; taken individually, each had enough combat power to wipe out a small country. Even in the two great empires, they ranked among the very best. Even an emperor would have to call them Daddy (no exaggeration).
In Douluo I, to secure the support of the upper ranks, even Bibi Dong, after becoming a god, had compromised with the Enshrined, promising to return royal authority to Qian Renxue once Heaven Dou was defeated.
Hu Liena: Teacher, love does disappear, doesn't it?
Still, her disciple's words greatly tempted her. Excluding Lin Qian, the Eighth Enshrined, the seven Enshrined led by Qian Daoliu had always been a thorn in her heart, like a sword suspended above her head that could fall at any moment and threaten