Douluo Continent: A Fallen Immortal Descends to Earth, Slaying Gods with a Drunken Sword

Chapter 439 The Death of Yu Xiaogang, Li Zhexian and Qian Renxue Meet Bibi Dong Again (Extra Chapter)
"Bi...Bibi Dong?!"

Liu Erlong's pupils shrank sharply, and he took a half step back, his eyes churning with hatred, fear, and a hint of morbid smugness.

A mix of emotions swirled together.

The Valley Master also looked surprised and doubtful upon hearing this name.

It is widely known throughout the world.

After being defeated by the creator god, this former pope abandoned evil and embraced good, traveling across the continent and performing acts of charity.

Now that I've seen it with my own eyes, I know the rumors are true.

"Since what the Valley Master said is true, let's set off."

Bibi Dong's gaze was calm, without the slightest ripple.

Her mere natural aura silently extinguished the scorching soul power surging around Liu Erlong.

Just as she raised her palm to kill Liu Erlong,

“Bibi Dong…”

A trembling voice came from inside the house.

Yu Xiaogang staggered out, leaning on the door frame, his face filled with barely suppressed resentment and fear.

The pain from that day's spider bites still lingers like a persistent, painful wound.

His instinct was to run away.

Suddenly, the words of the Valley Master of Hundred Herbs Valley echoed in his mind: "There was one person who was once proficient in this kind of insidious damage: Bibi Dong, the former Pope of the Martial Soul Empire."

He took a deep breath, suppressing his trembling, and was about to speak.

It was Liu Erlong who interrupted him.

"Bibi Dong, don't try to put on an act in front of me. I don't believe you can truly abandon evil and do good!"

"Are you still clinging to the illusions of your past love? If you can't have it, you'll destroy it!"

"Even after we've hidden in such a remote place, you still haunt us!"

Liu Erlong rushed to Yu Xiaogang's side, took his arm, and looked both triumphant and sorrowful.

"Xiao Gang and I are already married!"

"Bibi Dong, you'd better stop daydreaming!"

Yu Xiaogang slowly exhaled.

He gently pushed Liu Erlong's hand away.

“Compared to…Dong’er…”

The title made Liu Erlong tremble, and she looked at him in disbelief.

Yu Xiaogang avoided Liu Erlong's gaze, stared at Bibi Dong, and continued:
"I know that hurting me back then was not your intention."

His Adam's apple rolled.

His voice carried a deliberate hoarseness and tenderness:

"I promise you..."

"If you heal me, I will forgive you for everything in the past and we can... get back together."

"Xiaogang, you?! How could you..."

Liu Erlong's face was ashen.

Yu Xiaogang gritted his teeth and remained silent, his gaze fixed on Bibi Dong.

He had already made his plans.

For now, let's keep Bibi Dong calm.

After she has healed her injuries.

Then she will be able to live happily ever after with Erlong.

"Are you done?"

Before Yu Xiaogang and the other person could respond.

Two points of cold light emanated from Bibi Dong's fingertips.

"I will see you two off on your way."

Soul power pierced through the air.

It pierced through the foreheads of both of them.

Yu Xiaogang and Liu Erlong stared wide-eyed, their lips trembling, but they could no longer utter a sound.

Purple soul flames ignited from the wound.

In the blink of an eye, the two were burned to ashes, which fell to the ground.

"Meeting you all is perhaps retribution for my past sins."

Bibi Dong whispered.

A gust of wind blew by.

The two clumps of ashes tumbled and rolled on the ground, yet remained distinctly separate.

"I had hoped to allow you to be buried together after death..."

"It seems it was ultimately a tragic fate."

She turned to look at the stunned Valley Master and bowed slightly.

"Valley Master, may I request a Hundred Herbs Pill now?"

"Of course, Your Holiness the Pope!"

"There is no Pope now, just call me Bibidon."

Spring snow melts and new white covers the ground.

Before we knew it, it was deep winter of the following year.

"The scenery in the North is truly breathtaking."

Bibi Dong stood atop the snow-covered hill, gazing at the silver-clad world, a faint smile playing on her lips.

The caravan that had just helped her had left safely, and she then remembered that she hadn't added any new sand to the glass bottle.

The jade bottle jingled softly. Another grain of sand fell to the bottom of the bottle.

That year, he traveled through mountains and rivers, but the sand in the bottle only covered a thin layer.

But she was no longer anxious.

The path to redemption should not be judged by its speed.

She put the jade bottle away.

Suddenly, strange phenomena appeared in the heavens and earth.

Clang!

Clang!

Auspicious celestial sounds came from the heavens.

Suddenly, a myriad of rays of light spread across the northern sky.

Golden light fell like rain, and colorful clouds intertwined to form a pattern of twin lotus blossoms, turning the continuous snow-capped peaks into a magnificent painting.

Rumble!
Rumble!
The spirit beasts of the far north rushed out of the cave, bowing repeatedly to the rosy clouds in the sky as if to offer their congratulations.

Bibi Dong gazed at the colorful sky, her eyes reflecting the flowing auspicious light.

"The New Gods Era..."

"It's the wedding day of Xue'er and the immortal..."

I bent down and scooped up a handful of glistening white snow, watching it melt into a pool of clear water in my palm.

She held this blessing high.

"Mother, may you always be surrounded by love."

Bibi Dong tilted her head back and drank the snow water in her palm; it was clear and sweet.

The north wind whipped up snowflakes.

After Bibi Dong built a barrier for the mother and cub, they gradually stopped.

She watched as the mother bear gathered her cubs into her arms, a tender feeling welling up in her eyes, before turning and stepping into the falling snow.

next moment.

Their steps suddenly froze.

In the misty snow, two figures stood hand in hand.

Pure white in the world.

The couple looked like a pair of celestial beings from a painting, making her hold her breath instantly.

Her usually gentle eyes were now filled with turmoil, a torrent of emotions surging within her: panic, hope, timidity...

call--

The wind stopped and the snow ceased.

The sky is as clear as water.

It was as clear as a miracle.

The figures became clear in the bright sunlight; they were Li Zhexian and Qian Renxue, dressed in bright red wedding attire.

Bibi Dong's lips trembled slightly, her throat seemed to be blocked, and she ultimately did not utter a word.

Qian Renxue turned her face away, her beautiful face filled with coldness.

Beneath her wide sleeves, the knuckles of her hand clasped with Li Zhexian's were slightly white.

"Today is my wedding day with Xue'er."

Li Zhexian looked at the flustered Bibi Dong and smiled:

"I've come especially to offer you a toast."

"well!"

Bibi Dong hurriedly rubbed her hands together on her hemp robe before finally accepting the wine cup in front of her.

When raising a glass and tilting one's head back.

The wide sleeves concealed her face.

Two tears fell silently into the wine, creating tiny ripples.

She didn't see it...

Just as she tilted her head back and drank the cup of wedding wine mixed with tears.

Qian Renxue finally turned her gaze back.

When he saw her worn-out sleeves, tattered straw sandals, and weathered body, the icy barrier in his eyes shattered, turning a surging crimson.

"Ugh……"

Li Zhexian, who had taken in everything, sighed softly, then immediately became solemn and serious.

He spoke loudly.

Each character transformed into golden Dao patterns.

Its sound resounded throughout the heavens and the world.

“Bibi Dong, you walk among men, saving them from suffering and bearing the pain of all living beings. You have also made the great vow that you will not become a god until suffering is over.”

"I hereby bestow upon you the title of—Divine Officer of Salvation."

"It can travel among humans, traverse the myriad realms, and punish evil and promote good."

"When your grand ambition is fulfilled, you will ascend to the realm of gods and be ranked among the immortals."

The divine sound echoed.

Thousands of rays of light descended from the heavens, enveloping Bibi Dong.

The dusty linen robe gradually glowed with divine light, and a divine pattern shaped like a glass bottle appeared on its forehead.

She bowed slowly amidst the dazzling divine light, saying with satisfaction and joy:

"Thank you...the Creator God for the pardon."

(End of this chapter)