Douluo: My summoning cards can generate Title Douluo

Chapter 301 The Summit of the Future Continent

The Papal Palace, a side hall for council meetings.

Bibi Dong did not rest. She sat upright on the jewel-encrusted papal throne, one hand supporting her forehead. Her purple-gold papal robes shimmered with a cold light in the dim lamplight. Yue Guan and Gui Mei stood below with their hands at their sides, their faces still pale. The atmosphere in the hall was so oppressive that it seemed as if water could be squeezed out of it.

Suddenly, the familiar yet violent surge of soul power emanating from the direction of the Hall of Offerings made Bibi Dong raise her head, a knowing look and a cold sneer flashing in her purple eyes.

"Heh, that brute Jin E is indeed furious." Bibi Dong's voice carried a hint of weariness, but even more so, coldness. "Fine, let him make a scene, and let those arrogant elders wake up. They are not truly invincible, and the Spirit Hall is not a monolithic entity."

Yue Guan cautiously began, "Your Holiness, the High Priest... seems to be showing some... goodwill towards Long Xiaoyao and the Beast God Pavilion?"

"Show goodwill?" Bibi Dong sneered. "Qian Daoliu has pursued the pinnacle of martial arts all his life, cherishes his reputation, and values ​​the foundation and inheritance of the Spirit Hall even more. When faced with an unprecedentedly powerful enemy like Long Xiaoyao, his first reaction is naturally to assess, test, and even... befriend him."

"In his view, as long as the fundamental interests of the Spirit Hall and the inheritance of the angels are not threatened, there is room for maneuver. Even if I, the Pope, suffer some grievances, even if some of my subordinates are killed or injured, as long as the balance of high-end combat power is not broken, and as long as the championship of the competition still belongs to the Spirit Hall, then it is all 'harmless'."

Her words were filled with sarcasm and a deep-seated resentment. As the Pope, she could better sense the subtle conflict between Qian Daoliu's seemingly detached yet ultimately principled approach that prioritized the ancient interests of the Spirit Hall, and her own ambitious goal of unifying the continent.

"So... what should we do next?" the ghostly voice asked hoarsely.

Bibi Dong's eyes flashed with cold light as she lightly tapped the armrest of her throne: "Qian Daoliu wants to stabilize the situation and temporarily avoid the limelight, but I will do the opposite."

"On the surface, we followed his instructions, refraining from provoking the Beast God Pavilion before the competition, and even 'welcoming' Long Xiaoyao's appearance. But secretly..."

She paused, her voice lower but even more chilling: "The tournament is our best stage. The 'Golden Generation' must win at all costs. Not only must we win, but we must win spectacularly. We must completely crush the 'Dawn' team of the Beast God Pavilion and redeem the face we lost tonight!"

"At the same time, send people to investigate thoroughly! Investigate Long Xiaoyao's background, the true origins of the Beast God Pavilion, and the background of everyone around Ling Han! I don't believe they are truly without any flaws!"

"Furthermore, since we can't win over Ling Han, let's create some trouble for him so he won't have time to think about anything else."

"Yes!" Yue Guan and Gui Mei responded in unison, their eyes rekindling with a cold flame.

...Meanwhile, the Heaven Dou Empire was stationed in Wuhun City.

Crown Prince Xue Qinghe was also awake. She stood on the exquisite terrace, gazing into the distance, her gaze seemingly piercing through layers of buildings and landing in the direction of the Beast God Pavilion's residence.

Her handsome and gentle face showed no feigned kindness, only a deep, calm stillness, and a burning ambition and desire for conquest flickering deep in her eyes.

“Limit Douluo… Long Xiaoyao…” she repeated the exact information she had just received in a low voice, a strange smile appearing on her lips. “Ling Han, Ling Han, you really do bring me huge ‘surprises’ every time. I thought you were just relying on a bit of talent and luck to gather a bunch of rabble, but I never expected that such a towering tree was standing behind you.”

From the shadows behind her, a blurry figure quietly emerged and whispered, "Young Master, there's quite a commotion at the Hall of Offerings. Golden Crocodile Douluo seems to be furious, but Lord Qian Daoliu has suppressed it. The Grand Elder seems... to be interested in befriending that Long Xiaoyao."

“Grandpa was cautious and sought stability throughout his life.” Qian Renxue’s tone was calm, revealing no emotion. “When faced with an unknown and powerful enemy, his style was to first test the waters and make connections before making further plans. But this precisely shows that Long Xiaoyao is someone even Grandpa had to take seriously. In that case, the value of Ling Han and the Beast God Pavilion is immeasurable.”

"What about our previous plan to win them over..."

"Winning someone over?" Qian Renxue chuckled and shook her head. "When a person's value far exceeds what you can offer, winning them over becomes a joke."

"With the trump card of Long Xiaoyao in his hands and his own talent and strength so terrifying, how could Ling Han be willing to be subordinate to anyone? Especially... to a 'Heavenly Dou Crown Prince'?"

She turned around, the moonlight shining on her face, illuminating her sharp eyes: "If we can't win him over, then we'll... use him, control him, and even... ultimately conquer him. The Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament will be our best opportunity to see his true strength and potential."

"Tell the spies to continue monitoring the movements of the Star Luo Empire and other sects."

"Yes!" The figure in the shadows quietly retreated.

Qian Renxue looked up at the night sky again and murmured to herself, "Ling Han, I'm really looking forward to seeing what kind of 'surprise' you'll bring me on the stage of the competition. I hope you won't disappoint me, after all... the Spirit Hall shouldn't be the only one worthy of standing at the pinnacle of the future continent."

(End of this chapter)