Douluo: No one but me can become a god.

Wuhun City, the Pope's Palace.

"Your Holiness, Yue Guan has personally gone to retrieve that boy, and I believe he will be brought here soon."

"I wonder how His Holiness the Pope will subdue him?"

Ghost Douluo and Chrysanthemum Douluo possess a Martial Soul Fusion Skill and are also the Pope's confidants. Normally, the Pope trusts them quite a bit, which is why he asked this question.

The ghost stood respectfully to one side.

He was still very interested in how His Holiness the Pope would subdue that kid.

According to the plan formulated by the Spirit Hall, there will be a lot of big moves in the future, and they are currently short of top talents, especially trustworthy and outstanding individuals.

A genius of this caliber would certainly be highly valued by His Holiness the Pope, who would undoubtedly use his own methods to firmly control him.

Coincidentally, that kid was a top talent.

This is a domain! In future wars, once a domain is activated, the strength of our Soul Masters will be greatly enhanced, while the opponent will be weakened. It is simply a weapon of war.

But how to make him truly loyal to the Spirit Hall, rather than just going through the motions, will test His Holiness the Pope's ability to manage people.

Bibi Dong leaned lazily against her throne, her eyes radiating confidence, and said:

"Someone from the City of Slaughter, huh? Watch me take him down..."

.........

Outside the Papal Palace.

"Kid, don't say I didn't warn you, don't talk nonsense in front of His Holiness the Pope."

"You must obey whatever His Holiness the Pope says, or you will die without even knowing how you died."

Chrysanthemum Pass strolled along with a cat-like gait, speaking casually.

Then, glancing sideways at Sikong Zheng behind him, his confidence instantly soared, and he grinned smugly: "You're utterly ugly, not even half as pretty as me, hahaha..."

Yes, yes, yes... You're a transvestite, truly unique and outstanding.

Sikong Zheng rolled his eyes. He thought to himself, "I'll definitely pull your pants down and see if your dick is still there."

With a transvestite personally leading the way, no one dared to stop them, and the two arrived at the Papal Palace without incident.

"Your Holiness, the person has been brought here," he said, and respectfully stood down on the other side of Bibi Dong.

The main hall of the Papal Palace is made of gleaming crystal diamonds, reflecting a deep black light. At the very top are three figures, one seated and two standing.

Bibi Dong leaned lazily against the throne, her long, straight legs crossed, exuding an air of nobility, elegance, tranquility, and freshness—it seemed that every beautiful word could be used to describe her.

The human and the demon went first, followed closely by Sikong Zheng. He felt a strange sense of tension, which had been building up for a long time. After taking a deep breath, he calmly met Bibi Dong's gaze and slowly approached the steps leading to the throne.

He stopped, lowered his head, and knelt down.

The movements were fluid and seamless, performed as if they had been rehearsed.

Upon seeing this, Bibi Dong smiled slightly and nodded.

Of course, Sikong Zheng could not see it.

Kikujiro crossed his arms and nodded almost imperceptibly.

This kid seems to know how to adapt to the times, not bad.

For a long while, Bibi Dong remained silent, as if she had forgotten about Sikong Zheng.

The entire hall was quiet; you could hear a pin drop, and even the faintest breathing could be heard.

Bibi Dong remained silent, and Guiju Erluo, not daring to interrupt, stood quietly on either side.

It was a pity for Sikong Zheng, who dared not voice his grievances and could only wait for the big boss to decide his fate.

What the hell? Is this a show of force, or an attempt to dampen my spirits?

You didn't even ask me, how did you know I was tough? If you dare to be forceful, I'll confess immediately.

At this moment, Sikong Zheng really wanted to raise his head and curse, but of course, he could only think it in his heart.

If you actually look up, your nose will bleed profusely, and you'll die on the spot.

"Sikong Zheng."

A majestic voice rang out.

Damn it, you finally remembered me! If you don't speak, I'll assume you're mute.

"Yes," Sikong Zheng replied calmly.

That's right, it's me, the number one handsome guy in Douluo Continent, whose name and surname I never change.

Bibi Dong paused slightly, lightly tapping the ground with her scepter, her voice filled with murderous intent:

"You're from the City of Slaughter, aren't you? Don't deny it."

His tone was extremely confident.

Wow, you're so smart. Sikong Zheng was speechless. That's it? You know perfectly well. Heaven knows, earth knows, you know, I know—what, are you trying to blackmail me?

Sikong Zheng immediately pretended to be frightened, shaking his body.

Bibi Dong nodded in satisfaction when she saw the body below begin to writhe.

Bibi Dong must be getting old; her emotions are changing drastically. Gone is her previous coldness; she's now like a gentle tutor, speaking softly:

"Yes, don't worry. Although my Spirit Hall has the attitude of 'better to kill the innocent than let the guilty go free' towards evil spirit masters, I can forgive and forget those who sincerely submit to me."

"I'll only ask you once: are you willing to join my Spirit Hall?"

Ah, that's exhausting. You've finally shown your true colors.

Sikong Zhengji was extremely perceptive; his body trembled, and he was deeply moved, saying:

"At His Holiness the Pope's behest."

Bibi Dong slightly curled the corners of her mouth, and said with satisfaction:

"it is good."

"You defeated my Spirit Hall's Golden Generation, which is enough to show your talent."

"Why don't you join my Spirit Hall now and stop worrying about the Plant Academy? What do you say?"

After saying her last sentence, Bibi Dong stared intently at Sikong Zheng, seemingly wanting to see his reaction.

Sikong Zheng frowned slightly, was he testing me?

Sikong Zheng immediately feigned great difficulty, raised his head, clasped his hands in a fist and said:

"This... I promised the Dean of the Plant Academy that I would lead the Plant Team to the very end. How could I suddenly abandon the Plant Academy?"

"I'm sorry, I cannot comply."

In the instant he looked up, Sikong Zheng's eyes darted around quickly.

Wow, even upright gentlemen are wary?

Their defense is impenetrable! The Chinese national football team needs you as their goalkeeper!

However, just seeing those white, fleshy thighs was enough to make Sikong Zheng eat three bowls of rice that night.

Ahem… Sikong Zheng looked at Bibi Dong with a serious expression, his eyes filled with righteousness, unwilling to betray his side at the last minute.

Hmm...not bad. Bibi Dong looked at Sikong Zheng with satisfaction, seemingly pleased that Sikong Zheng had held firm to his bottom line.

If Sikong Zheng were to suddenly abandon the Botanical Academy, she would look down on him instead.

After all, if Sikong Zheng could betray the Botanical Academy, he could betray her next time.

She would absolutely look down on someone like that.

Even if she needs Sikong Zheng temporarily, she will wait until she has drained him dry before killing him and abandoning him.

Therefore, she was fairly satisfied with Sikong Zheng's answer.

Furthermore, given Sikong Zheng's strength, announcing his joining the Spirit Hall after he wins the championship would have the same effect.

After all, the fact that the champion genius quickly joins the Spirit Hall can set an example, attracting more geniuses to join the Spirit Hall.

Bibi Dong was in a great mood. She stood up and said imposingly:

"Alright, then you are allowed to join the Spirit Hall after the competition."

"The prize for the champion of this competition is a Soul Bone, the Right Arm of Explosive Burning Flames. This is also a test for you."

Nani?

Sikong Zheng's nostrils flared, looking completely bewildered. What did that mean?

If he remembered correctly, there were three soul bones in the original story. Where are the other two? Did you eat them?

Bibi Dong didn't glance at Sikong Zheng again and left calmly. Guiju Erluo bowed their heads and respectfully saw her off.