Douluo: The Pope at the beginning, suppressing Haotian

Chapter 32: The inheritance of Shura God, the re-opening of the Spirit Hall

Chapter 32: Shura God Inheritance, Return to Spirit Hall

Pei An withdrew his gaze.

In any case, Shura God doesn't seem to have any conspiracy theories, which is always a good thing for him.

Holding the hilt of the Shura Demon Sword, Pei An was lost in thought.

After a moment, he slowly opened his eyes.

The Shura Demon Sword did not respond to him, it seemed that the authentication failed.

I just don’t know whether the reason for failure is because I don’t meet the requirements of Shura God, or because he already has the inheritance of the God of Life.

If it's the former, then the Shura God's requirements are too harsh...

If the Asura God in the divine world knew what he was thinking, he would surely be in tears.

How could it not meet his requirements? It absolutely met his requirements!

It's the Goddess of Life and the pure power of judgment in your body that won't allow it!
Pei An was not too disappointed. This result was within his expectations. It was just a try.

"Donger, come and try."

Pei An handed over the Shura Demon Sword.

Bibi Dong took the Shura Demon Sword, nodded slightly, calmed her mind, and injected strength into it.

A faint blood-red light appeared on the Shura Demon Sword.

A dark red mark slowly emerged on Bibi Dong's smooth and white forehead.

It was a smaller version of the Shura Demon Sword in her hand.

Spirit world
A faint smile appeared on the stern face of Shura God.

The Goddess of Life doesn't let him touch Pei An, so he won't move.

Although Bibi Dong is less talented than Pei An, she is also a top-notch existence.

Moreover, her relationship with Pei An is not simple at first glance. After ascending to the God Realm, they can take care of each other. He doesn't need to worry too much about his heir getting into an accident as soon as he leaves the God Realm.

Moreover, Bibi Dong also has the domain of the God of Killing, which meets the requirements for him to bestow the inheritance and is not a violation.

As for Tang Chen's inheritance, he was naturally the one who broke it.

If he doesn't continue to pass on the legacy, how can he pass it on to others?

As for what happened to Tang Chen, Shura God didn't care.

Although Tang Chen's failure in the assessment and his current state were caused by the Rakshasa God, his unstable heart was still his own responsibility.

Tang Chen has good talent, which meets his requirements, but that’s all, and it’s not worth his attention.

If it were Pei An, Shura God would have to find some loophole in the rules to eliminate the influence of Rakshasa God.

Moreover, his initiative to break off the inheritance actually saved Tang Chen's life.

After all, that kid was probably thinking about how to kill Tang Chen and cut off the inheritance.

After bestowing the inheritance, the Shura God left with satisfaction.

…………

In the Hall of Killing
The King of Slaughter was filled with envy when he saw the changes in Bibi Dong.

Is this the advantage of humans?
The divine inheritance that he had been longing for was obtained so easily by Bibi Dong.

"How is it?" Pei An came to Bibi Dong and asked softly.

After digesting the extra information in her mind, Bibi Dong opened her eyes, with a hint of uncontrollable excitement on her pretty face.

Throwing herself into Pei An's arms, Bibi Dong lightly touched his cheek with her red lips. Her eyebrows curved slightly, and she was quite excited: "Aan, I succeeded!"

After knowing that Pei An inherited the throne of God, Bibi Dong was genuinely happy for Pei An, but she also felt a bit anxious.

Although Pei An told her that he could bring her into the realm of gods, Bibi Dong didn't want to be a vase forever.

However, things like divine inheritance are inherently illusory, and she has no way to deal with it.

Now that she has inherited the legacy of a god, a god of the same level as Pei An, Bibi Dong's feeling has disappeared.

She didn't care about anything else, she was just so excited because of the hope that she could stand next to An after seeing it.

"Congratulations." Pei An patted the soft body in his arms and congratulated with a chuckle. Although Bibi Dong wanted to continue to act like a spoiled child in Pei An's arms, after all, there was the King of Slaughter next to her, so she had to give up the idea.

Leaving Pei An's arms, Bibi Dong stood quietly by the side, holding the Shura Demon Sword.

The graceful lady with the blood-red sword looks strangely beautiful.

Pei An didn't ask for much from the King of Killing.

Just manage the Killing City well and let it continue to serve as a different kind of shelter for criminals.

Under the relieved gaze of the King of Slaughter, the two left the City of Slaughter.

There won't be a surprise attack this time.

…………

three days later

Two figures appeared in front of the Spirit Hall's main hall.

"Greetings to the Pope, Master Bibi Dong!"

When the Templar Knight guarding the gate saw the two figures, he saluted respectfully, his tone respectful and a little excited.

Pei An nodded slightly in response and took Bibi Dong towards the Pope's Palace.

In fact, at their speed, they should have been able to get back two days ago.

However, Pei An accompanied Bibi Dong to play outside for a while, which delayed him for a while.

The two had spent half a year in the City of Slaughter, a place full of blood and killing. Returning to normal human society felt like a lifetime ago.

Arrived at the Papal Palace and walked to the Pope's office.

There was a gentle knock on the door, and the impatient voice of Golden Crocodile Douluo came from inside: "Come in!"

Pei An smiled and pushed the door open. "What's wrong, teacher? Why are you in such a bad mood? Did someone in the hall make you angry?"

Hearing this familiar voice, Golden Crocodile Douluo, who was busy processing documents, raised his head instantly.

When he saw Pei An coming in, he stood up instantly.

Golden Crocodile Douluo walked forward quickly, stretched out his hand and knocked hard on Pei An's forehead.

Now, in the entire Spirit Hall, only this person dares to treat Pei An like this.

Pei An was not annoyed, he just smiled and touched his head: "What's wrong, teacher? Why are you so angry?"

Golden Crocodile Douluo looked at this student whom he treated like his own son, his eyes changed from concern to relief, and then turned into dissatisfaction.

"It's all because of you, a jerk. You're even trying to squeeze this old bone of mine."

Pei An smiled awkwardly and didn't dare to answer.

During the six months since he and Bibi Dong went to the Slaughter City, the affairs of the Spirit Hall that originally belonged to the Pope have been handled by Golden Crocodile Douluo.

Golden Crocodile Douluo, who had been enjoying a leisurely life in the Worship Hall, had to experience the feeling of going to work again.

Take Golden Crocodile Douluo for example. If you ask him to fight, he has no objection at all. Even now that he is old, he still does so.

But if he were to deal with these things, it would be a real headache for him.

Golden Crocodile Douluo approached Qian Daoliu, hoping that the previous Pope would return to his old job.

But Qian Daoliu didn't want to continue working, so he naturally made all kinds of excuses.

Fortunately, Ju Douluo and Lingyuan Douluo helped, which made Golden Crocodile Douluo feel a little better.

Otherwise, with his processing speed, he would just process the documents every day.

However, the work in the past six months still made Golden Crocodile Douluo very unhappy.

That's why he was so complaining after seeing Pei An coming back.

"Teacher, you are capable and should do more work. I have no choice but to trust you."

As Pei An spoke, he reached out and gave Golden Crocodile Douluo a gentle massage.

Golden Crocodile Douluo was very impressed by Pei An's tricks, and his dissatisfaction was much less.

(End of this chapter)

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