Douluo: Evolving from a Chameleon to a God

Chapter 9 His Holiness the Pope
At this time, in the dean's office, a middle-aged man in his forties said to Zhou Yu: "Zhou Yu, your application has been approved!"

Hearing this, Zhou Yu was overjoyed.

The middle-aged man took out a certificate and a badge, and said solemnly: "In view of Zhou Yu's outstanding performance, the college hereby approves him to complete his studies ahead of schedule and graduate."

"Dean, can I enter the Intermediate Soul Master Academy?"

Taking the certificate and badge, Zhou Yu asked expectantly.

However, the dean smiled faintly: "You are not yet twelve years old, don't worry! But you have to go to a place with me first..."

……

The Pope's Palace is the most magnificent building in the entire Douluo Continent, and it is because of the Pope's Palace that Wuhun City has become a holy place for all soul masters.

Zhou Yu, accompanied by the dean, came to Wuhun City.

The appearance of the Pope's Palace is very grand, giving a feeling of a church. Directly above the door hangs a large Pope's token, which looks very majestic.

After entering the main hall, there is also a gloomy scene. The entire architectural style is stone, which gives people a solemn and "cold" feeling, which makes people feel psychologically pressured.

The Papal Palace seemed quite empty.

Ordinary people cannot come in at all. Usually, only Pope Bibi Dong practices in there.

Just as Zhou Yu was lost in thought, his heart suddenly began to beat violently, and an invisible pressure like a violent storm instantly enveloped his body.

The dean who was leading the way also felt this invisible pressure and immediately knelt on the ground, bowing respectfully and saying, "Your Holiness!"

Seeing this, Zhou Yu couldn't help but kneel down and saluted, then said: "Your Holiness!"

After a moment, a fresh and elegant female voice was heard in the hall: "Are you Zhou Yu?"

"Yes, Your Majesty the Pope!"

Hearing this, Zhou Yu immediately replied.

He slowly raised his head, and the scene that came into view was like a beautiful painting.

The Pope of the Spirit Hall, the legendary woman - Bibi Dong.

Wearing a luxurious black robe with gold patterns, a nine-curved purple gold crown on his head, and holding a scepter about two meters long and inlaid with countless gems.

She has an angelic face and a devilish figure.

The beautiful face has soft lines and no flaws.

The plump and upright breasts give people a strong visual impact.

She has long and straight legs, and her skin is as white as jade, exuding an alluring luster.

Her every move revealed confidence and composure.

"She is... Bibi Dong?!"

Zhou Yu felt that his breathing was trembling slightly.

"I have read your basic information."

"Full innate soul power, martial soul chameleon."

"Your talent is not worse than Nana and the other three."

After Bibi Dong finished speaking, her beautiful eyes looked at the three figures standing at the bottom of the stairs.

Zhou Yu then discovered that, in addition to Pope Bibi Dong, there were five other people in the hall. Among them, two middle-aged men, judging by their temperament and appearance, were undoubtedly the famous Chrysanthemum Douluo Yueguan and Ghost Douluo Guimei.

The other three young men are members of the golden generation that Spirit Hall is proud of: Hu Liena, Xie Yue and Yan.

When the Pope gave high praise, Hu Liena and her brother Xie Yue involuntarily turned their eyes to Zhou Yu.

In contrast, Yan, who was standing at the end, seemed quite disdainful, with contempt in his eyes.

Zhou Yu took a deep breath and replied sincerely: "Thank you, Your Holiness, for your praise!"

Then, Bibi Dong continued expressionlessly: "I will give you a task. If you can complete it successfully, I will personally award you the Purple Record Medal of the Spirit Hall."

"Purple Record Medal!"

Zhou Yu was shocked, knowing full well the weight behind this honor.

Of course, the difficulty and danger of this task are self-evident.

……

Five years later.

The Kingdom of Barak is located in the southern corner of the Tiandou Empire and borders the Fasno Province.

Although it is nominally a kingdom, its actual area is only three quarters of the Province of Fasno. It belongs to the Tiandou Empire and is ranked among the four major kingdoms within the empire.

King Kundera is the cousin of King Okula of the current Tiandou Empire.

The southern border of the Barak Kingdom is directly adjacent to the Xingluo Empire. This geographical location gives it unparalleled military power among the four kingdoms, and it can be called the gateway to the Tiandou Empire.

There are two most important cities in the kingdom. One is the capital city of Barak where King Kundra lives. It is the political and economic center of the entire Barak Kingdom.

Another city, Soto City, stands proudly in the heart of the most fertile Lima Plain in the Kingdom of Barak and is known as the granary of Barak.

It was mid-afternoon and the sun was scorching.

Two young men and women slowly walked in through the west gate of Soto City. They were of similar age, probably in their teens, and were lightly dressed without any heavy luggage. They walked side by side.

The boy was dressed simply, looked to be about twelve or thirteen years old, about 1.7 meters tall, and wore a light blue suit.

There is always a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, giving people a feeling that he is very approachable.

If the boy looked ordinary, then the girl next to him looked less ordinary.

Her long, silky black hair was combed into a neat scorpion braid that ended below her calves. She was half an inch taller than the boy.

She wore a pink top that tightly covered her developing body. Although her chest was not full enough, her extremely slender waist was enough to make many women look at her with envy.

Two long, slender and tight legs wrapped in white trousers, with a perfect golden ratio. Although she looks young and her face is still childish, her round and perky buttocks are already very charming.

This man and woman were none other than Tang San and Xiao Wu who came from Notting Junior Soul Master Academy.

Xiao Wu raised her jade hand and brushed it across her slightly wet forehead. She said with a complaining tone, "We are finally here in Soto City. I don't know what the master is thinking. There are obviously several intermediate spirit master academies that have expressed their willingness to recruit us unconditionally, but he insisted on letting you take the exam for that lousy academy that doesn't even have a grade."

Tang San raised his mouth slightly and replied: "The teacher asked me to take the test, but you insisted on coming. Fortunately, the Kingdom of Barak borders the Province of Fasno, otherwise you would complain even more."

Xiao Wu rolled her eyes at him and said angrily, "You are so heartless. I did it for you. You are my brother after all. Anyway, the exam is not until the day after tomorrow. I don't care. You have to accompany me to play in the city for two days to make up for the damage done to my young heart."

Tang San couldn't help but laugh: "You are the big sister of Notting College for six consecutive years, but you still have a young mind? If your little brothers heard it, I'm afraid they would jump into the river to show their respect."

(End of this chapter)