I Only Know How to Kill! Not Interested in Being Pope! (Third Update!)

Ghost Douluo looked at the little guy before him. Perhaps because he did not know what the Holy Son of Spirit Hall represented, he could remain so utterly unmoved.

Thinking this, Ghost Douluo looked at Su Yi and said, "Little guy, do you know what the Holy Son of Spirit Hall represents?"

"I don't."

"The Holy Son of Spirit Hall holds a status within Spirit Hall comparable to, or even above, us elders. To become the Pope of Spirit Hall, one must first become the Saintess. While becoming the Saintess does not necessarily mean becoming the Pope, it is still a sign that one has the potential to become Pope."

"Most importantly, before you, Spirit Hall had never had a Holy Son."

"You are the most unique one in all of Spirit Hall. The position of Pope may very well be yours in the future. By then, you would command the strongest force on the Douluo Continent, standing above tens of thousands."

As he spoke, Ghost Douluo stared intensely at Su Yi. He wanted to see whether this little guy before him would show a different expression after hearing those words.

In the end, Ghost Douluo's eager anticipation came to nothing.

After listening to Ghost Douluo, Su Yi remained expressionless and unmoved. His eyes were still as calm and indifferent as ever as he said coldly, "Oh."

"Oh?"

"That's it? Do you have any idea how important the position of Holy Son is?"

Su Yi looked at the agitated Ghost Douluo before him and said flatly, "It has nothing to do with me."

"..."

Looking at Su Yi, Ghost Douluo was utterly speechless. Right now, he only wanted to hurry up and take this little guy back to Pope's Palace and hand him over to His Holiness the Pope.

He felt that if he spent another moment with this little guy, he would go mad.

He had no idea which screw in his head had come loose. He clearly knew this little guy treated words like gold, yet he always wanted to talk to him and make him say a few more words.

Especially when he saw Su Yi's eternally unchanged poker face, he always wanted to see this little guy look shocked and flustered.

He always felt that would put him in a very good mood.

Yet every time, this little guy drove him mad.

Why was he like this?

Thinking of this, Ghost Douluo began to reflect.

The moment he reflected, Ghost Douluo thought of Chrysanthemum Douluo, Yue Guan.

Right, it had to be that guy's influence. That Old Chrysanthemum was the same—every time he faced this little guy, he wanted to see some other expression appear on his face.

Unfortunately, he lost every time.

And wasn't he the same now?

At that thought, Ghost Douluo decided that once they returned, he had to quietly stay away from that guy. He could not let that fool's silliness rub off on him.

Yes, that was it.

The more Ghost Douluo thought about it, the more convinced he became that he was right.

Coming back to his senses, he looked at Su Yi, who stood before him with an indifferent expression. Ghost Douluo directly took Su Yi away and flew toward Pope's Palace in Spirit City.

When Ghost Douluo brought Su Yi back to Pope's Palace, the first ray of morning sunlight happened to shine upon Su Yi.

Looking at Pope's Palace before him, Su Yi followed Ghost Douluo inside.

"His Holiness the Pope!"

Ghost Douluo looked at Bibi Dong, who sat on the Pope's Chair with her eyes closed in meditation, and gave a slight bow.

Hearing Ghost Douluo's voice, Bibi Dong slightly opened her eyes from where she sat on the Pope's Chair.

Looking at Ghost Douluo below and Su Yi standing beside him, she spoke softly, her voice carrying three parts laziness, three parts gentleness, and four parts nobility. "Finished?"

Hearing Bibi Dong's words, Ghost Douluo replied respectfully, "Yes, His Holiness the Pope!"

"Are you not surprised that this little guy completed the trial within a single day?"

Hearing Ghost Douluo's words, Bibi Dong rose from the Pope's Chair and slowly walked toward Su Yi step by step. She reached out and stroked his little head, saying gently as she always had, "He is my disciple. As his teacher, would I not understand this little guy?"

"..."

Ghost Douluo, standing to the side, was instantly speechless upon hearing Bibi Dong's words.

Why had His Holiness the Pope's way of speaking become so speechless too? He did not even know how to continue.

Could it be that after becoming this little guy's teacher, His Holiness the Pope had been influenced by him as well?

At that thought, Ghost Douluo immediately crushed the idea in his heart.

"Little guy, congratulations on completing the trial. You have graduated early."

"From now on, you are the first Holy Son in the history of my Spirit Hall."

Su Yi looked into Bibi Dong's gentle, water-like eyes and nodded. "Mm."

"Cultivate well. Once you become a Titled Douluo, I will hand the position of Pope of Spirit Hall over to you."

Upon hearing Bibi Dong's words, not the slightest ripple appeared in Su Yi's eyes. He said calmly, "I only know how to kill. I will not be Pope, and I'm not interested."

Hearing Su Yi's words, Bibi Dong looked into his calm eyes and smiled faintly. "All right, it is up to you. Only when you are strong yourself will no one in this world be able to threaten you."

"Mm."

Hearing the deeper meaning in Bibi Dong's words, Su Yi nodded.

Ghost Douluo, who stood to the side and listened to the conversation between Bibi Dong and her disciple, was nearly dumbfounded.

The moment he heard Bibi Dong say that she would hand the position of Pope of Spirit Hall to Su Yi when he became a Titled Douluo, he was already stunned.

His Holiness the Pope had reached a conclusion about the position of Pope of Spirit Hall far too quickly.

This also proved from another angle how much weight Su Yi held in Bibi Dong's heart, as well as the extent of this little guy's talent.

With just that one sentence from Bibi Dong, it was certain that Su Yi's future position within Spirit Hall would be extraordinarily high.

Moreover, this little guy's combat techniques—no, killing techniques—stood at the pinnacle of this world. No one could compare to him.

When he heard Su Yi say that he only knew how to kill, would not be Pope, and was not interested, Ghost Douluo, standing to the side, nearly suffered internal injuries from hearing it.

This brat truly did not know what the Pope of Spirit Hall represented within Spirit Hall and across the continent.

Then again, considering this brat's personality, even if he knew just how great, astonishing, and exalted the authority of the Pope of Spirit Hall was, he still would not be willing to become Pope.

After all, given this brat's personality, once he became a Titled Douluo, aside from those Limit Douluos, he would absolutely be the strongest among the Titled Douluos of the Douluo Continent, without equal.

However, if he were to become Pope, this brat was definitely not as suitable as Nana.

In Ghost Douluo's view, if Su Yi truly had any flaw, it was his indifferent temperament and that golden mouth that treated words like gold.

Setting those aside, this brat was the most perfect candidate for Pope.

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