In Douluo Continent, the Pope used me as a substitute for my first love.

Chapter 3 Bibi Dong: Quickly call me teacher!

morning.

A carriage slowly pulled up at the gates of Nottingham, carrying an old man and a young man—Old John and Wang Zhao.

After undergoing the routine checks typical of passersby, they entered Nottingham City.

"Xiao Zhao, how is it? Nottingham City is much more lively than our village, isn't it?"

"yes."

The two chatted as Old John led them around, introducing them to different places.

"This is the blacksmith's shop..."

"This is a hotel, where we'll be staying tonight..."

"here it is……"

"Grandpa John, how come you know Notting City so well?"

Walking down the street, Wang Zhao asked casually.

"Hehe, Grandpa was young once too. Back then, I liked to travel around, so I naturally became very knowledgeable."

Upon hearing this, Old John smiled and stroked his beard, seemingly with some pride.

"oh."

Wang Zhao blinked, then suddenly stopped and glanced curiously in a certain direction. After finding nothing, he continued to follow Old John.

Unbeknownst to Wang Zhao, two dark figures were indeed standing there, watching him intently from afar. They seemed to be exchanging words, and one of the figures swiftly fled into the distance, towards the direction of Shihun Village…

Before long, Old John led Wang Zhao to the entrance of Notting College.

Because the two were standing on the opposite side of the street and did not walk directly to the courtyard gate, no ironic or satirical scene occurred.

Looking at the tall archway and then gazing through the iron gate at the scenery inside, Wang Zhao couldn't help but think that this junior soul master academy must be much more luxurious than Shrek Academy.

The two wandered around the area until noon.

After having lunch with Wang Zhao, Old John first arranged for Wang Zhao to rest at an inn while he went out to buy some construction materials needed by the village.

Sitting in his dormitory, Wang Zhao had nothing to do, so he decided to activate his soul power to summon Luo Sanpao—no, Jin Lin—to continue his research on this magical martial soul.

In his previous life, as an ordinary person, he had an extremely high interest in researching such supernatural powers.

At that moment, a dark figure appeared silently behind Wang Zhao.

Wang Zhao seemed to sense something, his hand froze in front of him, and he subconsciously wanted to turn around to check, but suddenly felt a blow to the back of his neck, and everything went black before his eyes and he fainted.

The dark figure helped Wang Zhao up, glanced around calmly, and then vanished with Wang Zhao in his arms.

……

I don't know how much time passed.

When Wang Zhao opened her eyes again, she found herself in an unfamiliar surrounding. She was lying on a large white bed and vaguely saw a tall, pink-haired woman sitting beside her.

Before he could even see her face clearly, Wang Zhao felt a sudden upheaval, as if the world was turning upside down and yin and yang were in disarray, and he was about to faint again.

Damn it... Who is it... Don't let me find out who you are, or you'll be in big trouble!

Wang Zhao thought viciously to himself, but he still couldn't resist the drowsiness and managed to hear a few words before fainting.

"Your Highness, how would you like me to hypnotize this child?"

"Just don't make too much noise after he wakes up. From now on, I will be his teacher."

"Your Highness, his innate soul power is only..."

"Is this your problem, or are you going to question my decision?"

"Your Highness wouldn't dare, but how does His Holiness intend to explain this to the Pope?"

"Just don't let him know."

"Understood."

"..."

A world of illusion, with colorful walls as its barrier.

Wang Zhao opened his eyes and saw Old John's figure not far away.

"Grandpa John, where are you taking me?"

Wang Zhao asked subconsciously.

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Zhao lowered his head, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

This is a dream!

Or perhaps, it's a dreamlike illusion!

Wang Zhao's consciousness was perfectly clear at this moment.

To understand how he was able to awaken and discover this, we must go back to his past life.

For a long time in his previous life, Wang Zhao was extremely enthusiastic about having "lucid dreams," which involved using special methods to wake himself up in his dreams, stabilize his emotions, and ensure that the dream did not collapse as a result, thus becoming an "omnipotent God."

He was very familiar with this illusory yet real feeling, which was probably why his sixth sense was particularly sharp in this life, or perhaps his mental strength was much higher than that of ordinary people.

Of course, it's also possible that the Soul Master who hypnotized him wasn't very strong, or that he didn't use his full strength. Otherwise, a six-year-old child like Wang Zhao, who had only recently awakened his Martial Soul, would have no way of seeing through the illusionary Soul Skill from the Soul Master.

Although he was wary, Wang Zhao did not act rashly.

Just then, "Old John's" voice came.

"Xiao Zhao, I'll take you to find your teacher."

"My teacher?"

Wang Zhao looked bewildered, and this wasn't an act; he was genuinely confused.

Who is this guy anyway? He's such a jerk, asking to be my teacher before I've even explained his identity.

Even if he dies a useless death in the Soul Beast Forest, he will resolutely refuse...

"Yes, she is a powerful, beautiful, and kind Soul Master. Grandpa is leaving now, so your teacher will take care of you from now on."

"Huh? Her??"

Old John's figure gradually disappeared, replaced by a blurry silhouette in the distance.

Wang Zhao looked over there.

The beautiful figure gradually became clearer.

……

The illusion vanished without anyone noticing.

The mental-type Soul Master who had been hypnotizing Wang Zhao had quietly left, leaving only Wang Zhao, who was rubbing his eyes and had just woken up, and the tall woman sitting opposite him in the clean room.

"teacher……"

Wang Zhao looked like he hadn't woken up yet, seemingly calling out to the woman unconsciously, but secretly observing her identity.

Although the woman wore a mask that covered the upper half of her face, the exquisite details of her chin revealed a stunningly beautiful face beneath. Her light pink hair was casually draped over her shoulders, and her conservative long dress accentuated her beauty and extraordinary appearance.

Upon hearing Wang Zhao's address to her, the woman suddenly fell silent for some reason. She flipped open the stack of detailed information in her hand, which contained records of "Wang Zhao...orphan...Shihun Village...biological parents...ancestors..." Then she looked at him, her eyes filled with relief mixed with a complex emotion, and said:

"Hello, my name is... Wang Dong'er. Well, we're actually from the same clan."

"Wang Dong'er... teacher."

Wang Zhao shouted, his expression subtly becoming strange.

"Um."

The woman nodded, then said succinctly, "As you know, I am a Soul Master, and I will be teaching you Martial Soul cultivation in the coming days, but we won't actually spend much time together."

"Because I'm quite busy, when I'm not around, I'll arrange for the servants in this courtyard to teach you the basics of martial spirit. They are all spirit masters, so they're more than capable of teaching you."

"...This courtyard will be your living quarters from now on. If you need anything, please let the servants know. Is there anything else you'd like to ask?"

"I want to know, what place is this?"

When Wang Zhao asked this question, she already had a general idea of ​​the answer in her mind.

The woman gave him a deep look.

"The Holy Land of Soul Masters, Martial Soul City."

really!

Before long, the woman suddenly said goodbye and left. Looking at her beautiful back, Wang Zhao's expression was uncertain.

Martial Soul City... Her Highness the Holy Maiden... Wang Dong'er?

Or should I address you as...?

Bibi Dong?!

Wow, I'm the only one who can change the map twice in one chapter.

(End of this chapter)