Douluo: My summoning cards can generate Title Douluo

Chapter 137 Bibi Dong's Nightmare!

On the terrace, Wang Qiu'er and Wang Dong'er tensed up instantly, their bodies glowing with brilliant gold and light blue light, ready to fight to the death at any moment!
Xue Qinglan, Yang Wudi, and the others also had extremely solemn expressions, and they unleashed their full soul power!

On the surface, Ling Han remained arrogant and unrestrained, his Ice Prison Dragon Emperor Spear pointing directly at Bibi Dong, his imposing aura in no way inferior. But within his heart, a storm was brewing!

A cold sweat even broke out on his palms. He was gambling! Gambling on Bibi Dong's rationality! Gambling on her judgment as Pope!

'Damn it! This crazy woman won't actually get enraged and start a fight, will she?' Ling Han's mind raced. 'Qiu'er just went through a major battle, her soul power is greatly depleted. Dong'er and the others can hold them off for a while, but against a level 98 Bibi Dong… their chances of victory are slim! And then there's the threat of the Rakshasa God's power…'

Behind his seemingly arrogant words lies immense pressure and meticulous calculation—to force the other party to back down with the most assertive stance!
Bibi Dong's purple eyes, which seemed capable of devouring souls, stared intently at Ling Han, as if trying to see right through him.

She saw the coldness and arrogance in Ling Han's eyes, and also caught a fleeting glimpse of... seriousness? She quickly weighed her options: 'This boy is so arrogant; he must have something to rely on!'

'The Beast God Pavilion openly boasts four peak level 97 Douluo... How dare he treat me like this? Could there be an even more terrifying being lurking in the shadows?'

'Or... does he himself possess a trump card powerful enough to counter me?'

'And this mysterious ice spear… His own soul rings are strange, his potential boundless… Could it be that the Beast God Pavilion truly has divine support behind it?'

'Now that we're at full war with the Beast God Pavilion... the Offering Hall will definitely be happy to see this happen and reap the benefits! With Golden Crocodile seriously injured, that old bastard Qian Daoliu might take the opportunity to launch an attack...'

'It's not worth it! To start a full-scale war over a golden crocodile and a few words, disrupting my exam preparation plans—it's simply not worth it!'

The killing intent surged violently in his purple eyes, but was forcibly suppressed by his strong reason.

Finally, Bibi Dong took a deep breath, and the terrifying pressure that was enough to freeze the heavens and earth slowly subsided.

That languid and noble smile reappeared on her face, but deep within that smile lay a chilling coldness.

“Pavilion Master Ling, as expected…you are young and impetuous.” Bibi Dong’s voice returned to calm, as if the tense situation had never happened. “Golden Crocodile offended first, and I apologize on his behalf. The sincerity must be sufficient.”

With a flick of her jade-like hand, a storage ring shimmering with seven-colored light and radiating intense spatial fluctuations appeared in her palm: "In this ring, there is a high-quality 100,000-year-old soul bone and one million gold soul coins."

"Consider this a gift of apology from the Emperor for Jin E's recklessness and for the presumptuous investigation by Ju Gui and his companion."

She tossed the ring gently, and it transformed into a streak of light, steadily flying towards Ling Han.

A 100,000-year-old soul bone! And a million gold soul coins! This price is undeniably heavy! Enough to make any power envious and its heart pound! Ning Fengzhi, Chen Xin, and Gu Rong's expressions changed drastically! Bibi Dong was actually willing to pay such a price to protect the Golden Crocodile?!

Has the power of the Beast God Pavilion become so terrifying?! Yu Yuanzhen, who was far away, was so frightened that he wished he could dig a hole and crawl into it immediately.

Ling Han's eyes flashed, and he reached out to catch the ring. He scanned it with his divine sense, confirming it was genuine. He immediately breathed a sigh of relief; he had won the gamble!
His face still maintained that arrogant expression, but his imposing manner had subtly softened somewhat. There was a way to back down gracefully, and there were tangible benefits to be gained; there was no need to truly corner the other party.

"Hmph, you're smart enough to know what's good for you." Ling Han snorted coldly, and the Ice Prison Dragon Emperor Spear in his hand slowly dissipated. The entwined Ice Prison Dragon Emperor phantom also let out a low dragon roar before disappearing.

His gaze, sharp as lightning, swept over the pale-faced, venomous-eyed Golden Crocodile Douluo, finally settling on Bibi Dong's flawless yet cold and noble face, his tone carrying a final warning:

"Very well, since His Holiness the Pope has shown sincerity, I am not an unreasonable person. You may take the person with you."

"But... remember, there won't be a next time!" Ling Han's lips suddenly curled into a wicked and dangerous smile. His gaze swept unabashedly over Bibi Dong's breathtakingly mature curves, which were encased in a magnificent papal robe. He lingered for a moment on the alluring curves of her waist and hips. His voice wasn't loud, but it clearly reached Bibi Dong's ears: "If there's a next time, if your people dare to cause trouble in my Beast God Pavilion again, or if you dare to interfere with this Pavilion Master's efforts to clean house... I'll pack up your high and mighty Pope and take you away."

"Perfect timing! This sect leader is just missing a wife to warm his bed!"

Take the Pope of the Spirit Hall away in one fell swoop?! Forced herself on her?!

This...this is utter arrogance! This is outrageous! This is...utterly audacious!
Ning Fengzhi, Chen Xin, and Gu Rong were dumbfounded, unable to believe their ears!

Yu Yuanzhen was so frightened that he collapsed to the ground, his crotch soaked with sweat!
The students and teachers below were completely stunned, their minds blank! Even Wang Qiu'er and Wang Dong'er looked at Ling Han in surprise. Wang Dong'er's face was slightly red, but her eyes were sparkling with excitement.

Lingyuan Douluo trembled with rage, his crimson flames almost bursting out of his body, but were firmly suppressed by Bibi Dong's icy gaze.

And Bibi Dong, as the person involved...

Upon hearing the words "takeaway" and "warm bed," Bibi Dong's delicate body trembled almost imperceptibly and violently!
It felt as if the sharpest awl had pierced her mind!
Those fragments of memory, buried deep within the soul—the darkest, most humiliating places—the gloomy chamber, the heavy chains, the man's labored breathing, the tearing pain, the helpless despair… surged forth like a flood bursting its banks!

That was a nightmare of being forcibly possessed by Chihiro and imprisoned and ravaged like a piece of merchandise!

Ling Han's possessive and insulting words were like the most vicious curse, tearing open the bloody, unhealed wound in her heart with perfect precision!
A chilling, blood-stained killing intent surged into her head, instantly filling her violet eyes with crimson blood vessels!
The hand holding the scepter trembled violently with extreme anger and pain, the nails digging deep into the palm!
'Damn it! That damned little beast! How dare he?!'

'How dare he use such words…' Bibi Dong roared inwardly, the Rakshasa evil energy that had been forcibly suppressed was about to burst out of her body! She felt her sanity was on the verge of collapse!
However, just as things were spiraling out of control, she caught a fleeting glimpse of mockery and...calmness in Ling Han's eyes.
That look in his eyes didn't seem like that of a lecherous man blinded by beauty; it was more like that of a hunter... deliberately provoking her and testing her limits!
(End of this chapter)