Douluo: Dominating Douluo begins with summoning Kong Deming

Chapter 87 Using a borrowed knife to kill, the Golden Crocodile Douluo of the Offering Hall!
"Your Holiness, news has come from Gengjin City."

The Pope's Palace in Wuhun City.

On the throne carved from gold and jade, Bibi Dong looked indifferently at the somewhat effeminate man before her.

"Geng Jincheng?"

Bibi Dong frowned slightly. Dressed in the papal robes, she resembled an empress, exuding both majesty and a breathtaking beauty.

"Elder Ju, I remember that although Gengjin City is managed by the Blacksmith Association, our Spirit Hall is not weak either. What could possibly happen?"

The effeminate man was none other than Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan. At least in front of Bibi Dong, he was still considered normal.

"Your Holiness, Miles of the Spirit Hall in Gengjin City reports that Ye Ling, the young master of the Heaven-Mending Pavilion, has gone to Gengjin City for some unknown reason."

"Not only that, but he was also accompanied by that Silver Moon Douluo!"

When the topic of the Heaven-Mending Pavilion came up, Chrysanthemum Douluo subconsciously touched his cheek.

It's obvious that the slap Du Busi gave him at the Tian Dou Grand Auction House is something he still can't forget.

"The Heaven-Mending Pavilion?"

Bibi Dong raised an eyebrow.

How many times has she heard the name of this force in the past few days?

"Is it the Butian Pavilion that crippled Yu Yuanzhen of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan and caused the Grand Elder to suffer a crushing defeat?"

Bibi Dong pressed for an answer.

In fact, Bibi Dong was not dissatisfied with the things that Butian Pavilion had caused these past few days; in fact, she was even somewhat gloating.

The Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan, one of the three major clans, has always been a major enemy of her Spirit Hall.

Not to mention that Yu Xiaogang's family, who were her beloved, had long ignored and even humiliated him.

From this perspective, the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family had long ago devised a way to bring about their own demise.

Now that Yu Yuanzhen has been crippled, it has inadvertently saved the Spirit Hall a lot of trouble later on.

She also managed to vent her anger for her beloved Yu Xiaogang.

As for Qian Daoliu, that old scoundrel, he was the biggest obstacle to her complete control of the Spirit Hall.

Now that he has lost face at the hands of the Heaven-Mending Pavilion, his authority in the Spirit Hall has greatly diminished, which has led many originally neutral forces to side with him.

As for the fact that the Butian Pavilion severed the arm of Salas, the bishop of the Spirit Hall of Heaven Dou City, these were all trivial matters to her.

"That's right, it's the Heaven-Mending Pavilion."

Yue Guan was clearly unaware of his Pope's thoughts, and instead kept trying to sow discord between the Heaven-Mending Pavilion and the Heaven-Mending Pavilion.

"According to the report from the Spirit Hall of Gengjin City, Ye Ling, the young master of the Heaven-Mending Pavilion, severely injured Miles on his very first day in Gengjin City!"

"Now they even have an ambiguous relationship with the blacksmiths' association!"

At this point, Yue Guan looked up and glanced at Bibi Dong discreetly.

Seeing that Bibi Dong remained expressionless, Yue Guan had no choice but to continue.

"The Patching Heaven Pavilion has injured our Spirit Hall bishop twice in a row. If they are not severely punished, our Spirit Hall will lose all its prestige!"

"Completely lost its authority?"

Bibi Dong looked at Yue Guan with a half-smile, and then gently clapped her hands.

"Elder Ju's words are very well said!"

"In my opinion, we should just send Elder Ju instead."

"How about you give the Heaven-Mending Pavilion a good beating for our Spirit Hall?"

Yue Guan's expression changed instantly upon hearing this.

Even if the one accompanying Ye Ling this time wasn't the original Douluo with three 100,000-year soul rings.

But he is also a Silver Moon Douluo with a 100,000-year soul ring.

This level of strength is far beyond what a level 94 Title Douluo can possibly achieve by trying to take advantage of him!

Heaven knows where this Heaven-Mending Pavilion came from, how come all the Title Douluos under its command have 100,000-year soul rings?

"Your Majesty, my strength is meager... I am indeed no match for that Silver Moon Douluo."

Yue Guan had no choice but to speak.

“Elder Ju, you’re not stupid.” Bibi Dong’s sharp gaze fell on Yue Guan, who was looking down.

"Since you're not stupid, don't use such foolish methods of using others to do your dirty work in the future."

Bibi Dong was well aware of Yue Guan's feelings.

They simply wanted to use the power of the Spirit Hall to avenge the slap from the Heaven-Mending Pavilion.

"Alright then, a level 96 Title Douluo with a 100,000-year soul ring is beyond the capabilities of our Papal Palace."

After all, Yue Guan was one of their own, so after giving Bibi Dong a reprimand, she still gave him a way out.

"I will inform the Hall of Offerings about this matter."

At this point, Bibi Dong couldn't help but reveal a cold smile.

"Our level 99 Grand Elder can't defeat a level 99 support-type Soul Master and a level 98 Super Douluo."

"But we can't fail to defeat a level 96 Title Douluo, can we?"

Although she was surprised by the strength of the Heaven-Mending Pavilion, Bibi Dong, who had already embarked on the path of divine inheritance, did not regard it as a real threat.

"What are the Three Upper Sects? What are the Heaven-Mending Pavilion? What are the Douluo Palace?!"

"Once I complete the divine test, nothing in this world can stop me!"

A fierce glint flashed in Bibi Dong's eyes, as if she harbored the deepest negative emotions in the world.

Douluo Palace.

A giant angel statue holds a sword pointing to the sky.

Although it is unknown who created this statue, the gaze of the deity conveys a sense of compassion and empathy.

In front of the statue, there were ten prayer cushions, and an old man sat on each cushion.

Each of the elders exuded a powerful aura.

Sitting at the very front was the Grand Elder of the Spirit Hall, the level 99 Angel Douluo, Qian Daoliu.

"Grand Elder, did you really suffer a loss this time when you went to Heaven Dou City to cause trouble for that so-called Heaven Mending Pavilion?"

"Recently, there have been rumors throughout the entire Soul Master world, and even in our Spirit Hall, that you were defeated by a Title Douluo from the Heaven-Mending Pavilion."

The old man sitting on the second futon asked Qian Daoliu directly.

Qian Daoliu nodded, then shook his head.

“Golden Crocodile, although I have withdrawn from the Heaven-Mending Pavilion, it is a pipe dream for those people in the Heaven-Mending Pavilion to think they can defeat me.”

"Why is that, Great Master?"

Jin'e was somewhat puzzled. His own Grand Elder possessed immense power, so why didn't he uproot the entire Heaven-Mending Pavilion?

"There is a level 99 support-type peerless Douluo in the Heaven-Mending Pavilion, and a super Douluo with three ten-thousand-year soul rings."

Qian Daoliu explained helplessly.

"Moreover, the martial soul of that level 99 support-type soul master is also an angel."

"However, unlike our six-winged angels, it is a martial spirit called the Prayer Angel."

"What!?"

The golden crocodile was dumbfounded.

A support-type Soul Master with a level 99 Angelic Martial Soul, and a level 98 Super Douluo with three 100,000-year Soul Rings.

Damn, just putting these words together was enough to violently impact Jin E's worldview of over two hundred years!
"Big offering!"

A voice came from outside the Douluo Hall.

"His Holiness the Pope said that the young master of the Butian Pavilion appeared in Gengjin City and seriously injured Bishop Miles of Gengjin City."

"Because he was accompanied by a Title Douluo with a 100,000-year soul ring."

"Therefore, His Holiness the Pope wishes to entrust the handling of this matter to the Venerables of the Douluo Palace!"

　I went out on a field mission today.

　　I didn't get back until 9:30 pm, and I could only manage to write this much in two and a half hours.

　　The current pace is too slow; it seems we need to speed it up a bit.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)