Douluo: The Second Lady of the Worship Hall, decisive in killing

Chapter 225 The Silent Pope

Hu Liena, who was standing at the door, froze instantly when she heard Bibi Dong's voice.

"Teacher, you're angry."

Looking at the tightly closed door, Hu Liena murmured to herself.

But she didn't say anything to disturb Bibi Dong, and silently turned and left.

Although she didn't know why the teacher was angry, disturbing the teacher now was clearly not a wise choice.

in the room.

Bibi Dong sat in front of the dressing mirror, looking at herself in the mirror.

At this moment, Bibi Dong's expression was exceptionally calm, but her slightly reddened eyes indicated that her inner world was not as calm as it appeared.

Ye Xi's words in the main hall echoed in her mind like a resounding bell, leaving her heart unable to find peace for a long time.

The image of Yu Xiaogang in her heart was shattered piece by piece, like a mirror.

For some reason, Bibi Dong felt a deep sadness in her heart.

My thoughts were more chaotic than ever before.

Some long-forgotten memories keep resurfacing before my eyes.

The light in the room seemed to have dimmed a bit.

A sickle-like pattern appeared on Bibi Dong's forehead.

Suddenly, a somewhat blurry figure appeared in the dressing mirror.

"Can't accept the facts?"

A somewhat hoarse voice rang out in the room.

Hearing the sound, Bibi Dong didn't turn around, but just stared blankly at the dressing mirror in front of her.

Bibi Dong was familiar with both the voice and the phantom that appeared, because the phantom was the Rakshasa God, and it was also the inheritance she had received.

"do not know."

Bibi Dong slowly uttered three words.

"I think that little girl is right."

"If he truly cared for you, why didn't he come looking for you for over twenty years after leaving the Spirit Hall?"

"If he didn't need something from you, do you think he would have come to you?"

"The sun is already hanging in the sky, but you want to fall into a bottomless quagmire."

"The golden phoenix, which should have been dazzling, wanted to go into the deep mountains and live with pheasants."

What makes him so special?

"Or rather, what attracts you?"

"Talent: half a level of innate soul power. He has wasted half his life and has never broken through to become a Great Soul Master."

"Background: A self-righteous old dragon, leading a self-righteous family, watches helplessly as the family gradually weakens?"

Or are you referring to talent?

"From the first Angel God to now, the Spirit Hall has been around for who knows how long and how many ancient texts it has left behind. Even a useless person could probably figure something out by looking at those texts and piecing them together."

The phantom of the Rakshasa god sat in mid-air, its somewhat hoarse voice echoing continuously in the room.

"You mean I was wrong?"

Bibi Dong's voice was surprisingly calm.

"do not know."

"Right and wrong are never absolute."

"And your former teacher was indeed wrong, so he paid the price he deserved."

"But you and I aren't the only ones who know the truth about that matter; there are others as well."

"But he pretended not to know and never mentioned it."

"And now that you've become the Pope, you're in charge of many things."

A hoarse voice echoed in the room.

Bibi Dong, however, seemed oblivious, quietly gazing at her reflection in the mirror.

There's a saying: "You won't turn back until you hit a brick wall," but now that brick wall is broken.

"What path should you take ahead?" "Sometimes looking back might lead to a better outcome."

As the words fell, the phantom of the Rakshasa God dissipated into specks of light.

The lines on Bibi Dong's forehead gradually disappeared, as if they had never appeared at all.

The room fell silent again.

Bibi Dong remained seated in front of the dressing mirror, silently gazing at her reflection. However, the words of the Rakshasa God seemed to possess some kind of magic, constantly resurfacing in her mind.

……

And on the other side.

Wuhun City.

On a vast open space, people from the Spirit Hall were setting up the competition venue and reinforcing it using special methods.

Ye Xi sat in the chair, holding a candied hawthorn in her hand, watching quietly, occasionally taking a bite of the candied hawthorn in her hand.

Ling Yuan walked over with a glass of juice that Ye Xi liked.

"Miss, a message has arrived from Frost Snow Pavilion."

"They have already left Heaven Dou City and are heading towards Spirit City."

"And the other participating teams are also heading to Wuhun City."

Ling Yuan handed the juice to Ye Xi and briefly recounted the news from Frost Snow Pavilion to him.

"Who escorted Tianyue, Yanyan, and Lingling to Wuhun City?"

Ye Xi took the juice and asked a question.

"Dugu Bo, Yang Wudi, and Shui Wuchang who just joined."

Ling Yuan answered respectfully.

"With their escort, there shouldn't be any problems on the way to Wuhun City."

Ye Xi casually tossed the half-eaten candied hawthorn on the ground, got up from his chair, and headed towards the Papal Palace.

"Next time I'll buy candied hawthorns from a different shop; these aren't good."

"I'll leave things here to you. I'm going back now."

As soon as she finished speaking, Ye Xi took a sip of the juice in her hand, and her steps became somewhat lighter.

Watching Ye Xi leave, Ling Yuan smiled and sat down in the spot where Ye Xi had just been sitting. She looked at the competition stage that had been set up in front of her and quietly waited for news from the people below.

Upon entering the Papal Palace, Ye Xi glanced at the main seat and, finding it empty, promptly headed towards the Douluo Palace.

We arrived at the Douluo Palace.

Enter the Angel's Secret Realm.

Ye Xi looked at the steps ahead and saw Qian Renxue on the fifth step.

"elder sister."

A clear and melodious sound came from Ye Xi's mouth.

"Seele, you've come."

Qian Renxue opened her eyes and looked down at Ye Xi.

Ye Xi walked up the stairs to the fourth step and reached out his hand to Qian Renxue.

Seeing Ye Xi's actions, Qian Renxue reached out and pulled Ye Xi up.

"The fifth step is a bit too strong."

“Seele, if you can’t take it, go down to the fourth floor.”

Qian Renxue gave her earnest instructions.

"I know."

"I'm just here to give it a try. Once I reach my physical limit, I'll head to the fourth level."

Ye Xi nodded, sat cross-legged on the fifth floor, and entered a meditative state, enduring the intense heat and strong gravity of the fifth floor.

The fifth level is slightly beyond Ye Xi's current capabilities, but as long as he doesn't stay on the fifth level for too long and goes to the fourth level to rest when he's close to his physical limit, there won't be any problems.

The only downside is that it might be quite tiring.

After all, the stairs are quite high, and it's tiring to climb up and down under strong gravity.

The advantage is that physical strength increases rapidly.