The night was deep and the moon bright; it should have been a fine time for sleep.
But some people probably would not be able to sleep at all tonight.
Spirit City, the Pope's Bedchamber.
Dressed in her sumptuous papal robes, Bibi Dong emerged from a black portal, an indelible trace of icy severity and gloom lingering between her tightly knitted brows.
With a sigh, she waved away her robes and changed into a pale pink gauze nightdress. With light, graceful steps, she went to sit before the dressing table and gazed at the figure in the mirror.
Her perfect features held not a single flaw, and her fair skin bore a pink flush, like the most exquisite work of art in the world.
A beautiful lock of long purple hair slipped over her jade neck and fell across her chest, concealing that tantalizing glimpse of white.
Beautiful, noble, elegant...
All the finest words the world used to describe women could have been applied to her.
Time seemed never to have left a mark on her. Everything still looked as beautiful as it had in her maiden years, yet those long, shapely jade legs and the astonishing curves extending from her waist to her upper body all proclaimed-
This was a young woman who radiated mature charm from head to toe.
In short, she was a woman who could make any normal man go from questioning the chancellor to surpassing him.
Her delicate brows faintly knitted, Bibi Dong had now shed the pope's icy majesty, leaving only a little of the alluring fragility unique to a heartbroken woman.
Gently pushing open the window, Bibi Dong looked out at the clear moonlight, a hint of longing appearing in her beautiful eyes:
"Another moonlit night, but what does that mean to me?"
"Are you... doing well?"
[God King reborn, feeling great~]
"Who?!"
Terrifying Soul Power fluctuations surged from her curvaceous body, and immense pressure instantly swept through the entire Pope's Bedchamber before continuing to spread toward the surrounding buildings.
Immediately afterward, several equally immense presences rose from the distant Elder Hall and tentatively approached.
In the end, Bibi Dong drove them all back without showing them the slightest courtesy.
"Fuck, what madness has gotten into that woman now?!"
Several muffled grunts were followed by subdued curses from the Elder Hall, then all fell silent again, as though nothing had happened.
Having effortlessly forced back those Spirit Hall elders who did not know their limits, Bibi Dong swept her formidable spiritual power over every inch around the Pope's Hall several times, as though plowing a field.
Yet she discovered nothing.
"Hmph!"
Sensing a certain old bastard's presence gradually growing stronger, Bibi Dong snorted coldly, but withdrew most of the Soul Power she had released, leaving only a small amount spread throughout the Pope's Hall to maintain her guard.
Old bastard, the day will come when you die.
And I... will endure forever!
When that time comes, I'll destroy everything you hold dear!
A sinister dark green gleam flashed through her eyes and vanished. After her bout of madness, Bibi Dong confirmed that everything was normal and finally turned her attention to the Golden Light Screen before her.
God King?
God...
At this point, Bibi Dong still had a long way to go before completing all the Rakshasa God Trials, and the Rakshasa God was stingy. Naturally, he would not provide her with much information about the Divine Realm before she completed the trials.
Bibi Dong did not understand the title of God King, but the words "god" and "reborn" alone were enough to command her attention.
It had to be said that someone knew how to write an opening.
[Target who observed the notebook locked on] [Douluo Chat Group activated] [Join the chat group?] [Yes/Join/+ ("/" cannot be selected)]
She looked at the second, blue screen that had suddenly appeared before her and the text upon it, which offered far too much to complain about.
Anger, confusion, bewilderment...
Too many emotions surged up together in a short span of time, finally succeeding in plunging Bibi Dong into silence.
An adult's caution kept her from immediately choosing to join.
"/" cannot be selected?
Heh~ Then can't I simply choose nothing?
Until I've figured out exactly what you are, nothing will make me join this chat group!
[Ten seconds have elapsed. Host has joined the chat group by default] [Joining chat group. Please choose whether to use your real name]
Bibi Dong: ?
"When did I agree to that default?"
[Supplementary terms can be viewed by clicking "+". "+" includes the ten-second default clause]
"So that plus sign didn't mean join, but view details?"
[√]
Bibi Dong: ...
"I can communicate with you through my thoughts?"
After several questions in her mind received answers from the blue panel, Bibi Dong, whose thinking was quite agile when she was not going mad, had already begun to work out how to use it.
Of course, she had also begun to understand the panel's cold indifference and shamelessness.
As long as I don't ask, it won't offer any hints.
If all of this is the work of that "reborn God King"...
God King or not, I don't know, but he's certainly a long way from human!
[Use your real name?]
"No."
[Enter your group nickname]
"Back to That Day."
[Welcome "Back to That Day (Gives a Lot)" "Xiao Wu (Gives Reliably)" "Little Princess (Little Demoness)" "Netherworld (Vassal)" "Spirit Cat (Vassal)" "Angel (Can't Give)" "Little Fox (Fails to Give)" "Yanzi (Leftover Woman)" "Cultivate the Mind and Nourish the Nature (Horn of Slaughter)" "Ah Yin (Blue Silver Emperor)" to the chat group] [Chat Group Shop unlocked. Fortune points can be used to purchase items in the shop] [Group members can earn fortune points through daily check-ins and completing daily group missions] [Complete exclusive missions to obtain exclusive rewards (exclusive missions are once per lifetime; rewards may be viewed in advance)] [The group has two administrator positions] [Every seven days, administrator positions will be determined by the number of fortune points earned during those seven days. Administrators receive one settlement reward each week]
"Bastard!" × n
This time, Bibi Dong finally could not restrain herself and cursed aloud. Clearly, similar scenes were taking place beyond Spirit City.
"What the hell is this 'Gives a Lot'?!"
[Your group title]
"Who wants that thing?!"
[Group titles cannot be hidden, but each member has different exclusive titles and may choose to switch]
"Switch!"
[Please choose one of the following: "Gives a Lot," "Ungrateful Wretch," "Pope of Spirit Hall," "Crazy Woman," "Love-Struck Fool," or "Failed Mother"]
Bibi Dong: ...
As the pope of Spirit Hall, a level ninety-nine Titled Douluo, and the Rakshasa God's chosen, she was someone whose strength firmly ranked among the top three on this plane.
Bibi Dong was indeed quite formidable; even her pool of titles boasted what could be called ample reserves.
Unfortunately, apart from "Pope of Spirit Hall," which would directly expose her identity, not one was complimentary. And she clearly could not expose her identity while everything remained unclear.
After carefully examining the options, Bibi Dong had to admit that "Gives a Lot" was actually the most polite title this damned chat group had assigned her!
While Bibi Dong was flying into a rage over her title, someone had already spoken first in the chat group.
[Xiao Wu (Gives Reliably): Hello, everyone~ Does anyone know what this chat group is?] [Xiao Wu (Gives Reliably): Does anyone know that reborn God King?] [Xiao Wu (Gives Reliably): I just tried to communicate with him through that notebook, but I couldn't seem to write anything on it no matter what I did.]
Seeing someone surface in the group, the members all put aside what they were doing, whether they were agonizing over their titles, guessing the others' identities, or exploring the functions of the chat group and notebook.
But evidently, no one wanted to act rashly, which made Xiao Wu a little anxious in front of her screen.
God King reborn!
Whether it was "god" or "reborn," both mattered immensely to her.
She was fantasizing again...
Fantasizing about resurrecting her mother, living together with her without a care, and returning to those happy days without worries or partings.
Only after more than a full minute did someone finally reply.
[Spirit Cat (Vassal): I just clicked the + sign. The supplementary terms contain some explanations about this chat group and the notebook.] [Netherworld (Vassal): We were "invited" to join the chat group because we observed that screen called the notebook.] [Spirit Cat (Vassal): According to the supplementary terms, we can only observe the notebook, and we only have permission to speak in the chat group. Becoming an administrator might grant more permissions.] [Netherworld (Vassal): Also, I suggest you check your exclusive missions first. All I can say is that the rewards... are very tempting.] [Spirit Cat (Vassal): ?] [Netherworld (Vassal): It really is you.] [Spirit Cat (Vassal): I'll come find you.] [Netherworld (Vassal): All right.]
Everyone: ?
Wait, you two?
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