You Want Me to Wait for the Pope? You Think Too Highly of Yourselves. I, Shen Luo, Have No Patience!

This girl had a man lying beside her, and she still slept so soundly?

Shen Luo walked toward the bed, warmth spreading through his heart.

The fact that Furina slept so freely proved she had no guard up against him at all.

"Wake up, Fufu. Time for work."

Shen Luo secretly gave Furina's little butt a pinch, then immediately pulled her skirt back down over it.

To be honest, her little butt felt even softer than he'd imagined.

"Mmm... what time is it?"

"Who cares? Someone's outside looking for trouble. Hurry up, it's time for the god and his maid to make their entrance!"

Before Furina could react, Shen Luo had hoisted her onto his shoulder. Like a soft slab of pork belly, she swayed back and forth in a daze as he carried her toward the curtain.

But the moment the curtain was lifted, a dazzling, exceptionally good-looking god and his maid appeared before everyone's eyes.

Furina wore a faint smile and followed politely behind Shen Luo.

Both of them were seasoned actors.

The curtain went up, and they slipped straight into character.

"He's out! He's out! Lord God is out!"

The moment the onlookers saw movement on the stage, a wave of chatter erupted.

After the previous day's events had spread for a full day and night, Shen Luo and Furina had become celebrities throughout Spirit City.

Leaving aside how many people actually believed he was a god, the number who had come out of curiosity alone was five times yesterday's crowd!

Five times!!!

That was an astonishing number.

It was nearly a tenth of Spirit City's entire population!

And ninety-five percent of the onlookers were Soul Masters, accounting for half of all the Soul Masters in Spirit City.

It was staggering.

Shen Luo gazed impassively at the heavily guarded scene around him, in no hurry to speak.

There were many Soul Masters here today, so if today's transactions went smoothly, he would take in far more Soul Power than yesterday.

He hardly even cared whether those Titled Douluo came anymore.

Shen Luo said nothing, but Furina, playing the maid, demanded unhappily, "What is the meaning of this? Are you showing disrespect to a god?"

That's our Fufu, all grown stronger. She finally doesn't have to humbly play a god anymore... Shen Luo chuckled to himself.

The captain of the guards, who was controlling the scene below, replied in an even tone, "Honored guests, please wait a moment. Spirit Hall's Great Enshrined and the Pope will be here shortly to visit you both in person."

Qian Daoliu is coming too??

Shen Luo was a little surprised, but he quickly understood.

Yan had challenged the Second Worship yesterday, and Qian Daoliu must have seen how he performed. It was no wonder Qian Daoliu was curious.

As for Bibi Dong...

Shen Luo was quite interested in seeing this woman, who had something of a legendary reputation in the original story, for himself.

He gave a cold laugh. "Heh, honored guests? I don't hear any respect in your tone."

The guard captain's face remained expressionless. After all, he hadn't witnessed what happened yesterday; everything he knew was hearsay.

A god? I'll believe it when I see it.

He was only following orders today, and he didn't care about any god. Over the years, he had seen more than enough clowns of every kind.

The guard captain cupped his fists with an indifferent air. "My apologies, but please be patient and wait a little longer."

Shen Luo's expression turned cold. "I don't have time to wait for some Great Enshrined, and he isn't qualified to make me wait. Let those people in. I'll only say this once."

"Yes, Lord God! I want to pay Soul Power again today!"

"That's right, that's right! We came because we heard of your fame!"

"We came because we heard of your fame!"

"I want to pay Soul Power too!"

When the onlookers heard Shen Luo, they suddenly responded with excitement.

Shen Luo answered them with a smile.

He could see many unfamiliar faces he hadn't seen yesterday. It seemed the people around them had spread the word, bringing them here today.

This little guard captain thinks he can stop my Soul Power transactions?

Sorry, I don't want to wait for Qian Daoliu and Bibi Dong, and I don't care about them. No matter how high their Soul Power is, it can't be higher than the combined Soul Power of all the Soul Masters here.

The guard captain said with a hint of contempt, "I advise you both to wait. This is Spirit City, after all. You two may refuse to give the Great Enshrined and His Holiness the Pope face, but these people wouldn't dare."

Sure enough, his words quieted the excited crowd. Clearly, they didn't dare provoke Spirit Hall.

Shen Luo sneered.

"What a pair, this Great Enshrined and Pope. The people don't dare provoke them, but I do."

"Out of my way!"

Shen Luo gave a low shout and raised his hand at once, flicking a ball of water straight at him.

Spirit Hall's guard captain had level-sixty Soul Power and was a genuine Soul Emperor. He looked startled, not having expected his opponent to act with such ruthless decisiveness.

He had only just released his Martial Soul when the water ball blasted him away. His limbs snapped in midair, and all his internal organs were shattered.

The guard captain fell to the ground, blood pouring from his mouth, and the armor on his chest was badly deformed.

With a fully constellated Furina, maxed talents, and her signature weapon at maximum refinement and level, even a small Hydro attack dealt terrifying, outrageous damage-and that was with Shen Luo deliberately holding back.

Shen Luo said coolly, "I don't like your tone, and Spirit Hall's way of doing things disappoints me even more."

"If the rest of you don't let them through, his fate will be yours."

The nearly hundred Soul Master guards at the scene panicked at once. They hurriedly put away their weapons, broke the formation they had used to control the area, and let in all the people who had been kept at a distance!

"Lord God is mighty!!"

"Charge!"

"Lord God! We came because we heard of your fame!"

The people surged into the area in excitement.

They were awed by Shen Luo's ruthless, no-nonsense manner: if he could settle something with his fists, he wouldn't waste his breath. Far from frightening them, it made them admire him even more.

Spirit Hall has been so overbearing. It should have been taught a lesson long ago!

The guard captain, lying on the ground, spat out another mouthful of blood. He grabbed the guard beside him and said through gritted teeth, "Where is His Holiness the Pope? Why hasn't she come yet? Hurry and report this. The situation is out of control!"

"Yes, sir!"

After the guard went to deliver the message, the captain stared at his broken limbs in horror, his whole face filled with fear.

That guy, that guy is too terrifying!

He was a Soul Emperor!

Shen Luo stood on the stage, and Furina obediently brought him a chair.

With so many Soul Masters and so much Soul Power coming right to his door, why the hell would he wait for Bibi Dong and Qian Daoliu?

Do they really think they're that important?

Shen Luo had originally thought that not many of the people would be willing to pay, which was why he had planned to rely on Spirit Hall's high-level Soul Masters.

Now that the people had grown so enthusiastic, and far more had come because of his fame than he had imagined, who cared about that bunch of high-and-mighty Soul Masters from Spirit Hall?

Before long, news from the stage reached the interior of Spirit Hall.