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

Chapter 60 Wu Ling'er, Wu Tong'er, Wu Xuan'er

"If you think it's okay, then it's okay."

Die stared at Wang Zhao for a long time before finally managing to utter those words.

"By the way, Wang Zhao, now that Her Highness is the Pope, given your relationship with her..."

Perhaps there's no need to hide it like this.

"No, that won't work."

Wang Zhao knew what Die wanted to say, so he immediately shook his head.

"It's not convenient to reveal my teacher-student relationship with Sister Dong'er for the time being; this was discussed with her before."

It turns out that last night, after Bibi Dong finished her initial test of the self-fusion martial soul technique, she mentioned to Wang Zhao that now that she had become the Pope, she should take the opportunity to appoint him as the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall.

Even this morning, when Die went to cook porridge, Bibi Dong mentioned it again, saying that Wang Zhao's current potential was enough for him to rightfully become the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall.

Wang Zhao naturally and firmly refused.

What are the benefits of becoming a Holy Son of the Spirit Hall?

In terms of resources, they have Bibi Dong and even Qian Renxue to support them.

Power?

For Wang Zhao now, what else can that thing do besides wasting his cultivation time and energy?

As for...money?

Wang Zhao said, "You don't understand the joy of having two rich women as your backers. Yes, I'm talking about you. (doge emoji for protection.jpg)"

Therefore, the title of Holy Son of the Spirit Hall can only bring him endless trouble, at least for now.

Moreover, with Bibi Dong around, Wang Zhao could suddenly decide to become the emperor any day he wanted; there was absolutely no need to rush.

Finally, there's one more thing: Wang Zhao mentioned to Bibi Dong that he might travel across the continent in the future, and if he were to go out and explore the world under the public's name as the Holy Son, he wouldn't be able to be too free (unrestrained) then.

However, Bibi Dong thought about it and agreed, but then immediately suggested that the name of the new Holy Son of the Spirit Hall be announced to the world, while Wang Zhao's identity should be concealed.

Wang Zhao expressed her approval.

This is even more secretive than Bibi Dong's original attempt at concealment. At least Bibi Dong revealed her twin martial soul talents.

As for whether Wang Zhao's frequent visits to the library would arouse suspicion?

Bibi Dong said it didn't matter, she would take care of it.

……

Not long after.

Wang Zhao left the residence and went to the library of the Martial Soul Academy.

Because strange costumes are popular in the Douluo world, Wang Zhao's big black cloak was not particularly unusual or unique. At most, his face was a bit eye-catching, but he didn't encounter any cliché or melodramatic troubles along the way.

After all, this is the sacred place in the hearts of soul masters on the continent, Martial Soul City!

Who would be so idle as to seek embarrassment here? Besides, the paladin guards patrolling everywhere are not just for show.

After greeting the old man at the library entrance as usual, Wang Zhao was about to go inside.

But just then, the old man suddenly spoke up in response, which was quite unusual for him:

"Little guy..."

"Um?"

Wang Zhao paused, looking at the old man with a hint of disbelief in his eyes.

This was because it was the first time the old man had ever called out to him like that.

Wang Zhao had always felt that the old man was not simple. Was he going to reveal his true colors today?

"you……"

The old man's voice trailed off slightly.

Wang Zhao also became more serious.

"You're quite handsome; you have half of my charm when I was young."

In the end, the old man said this.

"..."

Upon hearing this, Wang Zhao's expression instantly fell, and after chuckling twice, he walked straight into the library.

However, as soon as Wang Zhao was out of the old man's sight, the speechless expression on his face vanished instantly, and he became serious again.

not simple.

That person is no ordinary person...

Without giving it much thought, Wang Zhao began tidying up the messy books on the desk at the front desk as usual.

During the journey, two colleagues noticed Wang Zhao's change and couldn't help but run over to ask her about it.

"Xiao Wang... what happened to you?"

One of his colleagues stared at Wang Zhao's face for a long time, but couldn't find the right words to describe it.

This……

No, he's just a little kid, what right does he have?!

Another colleague, feeling indignant, remained silent, his eyes revealing undisguised envy, jealousy, and hatred.

She's so young and already looks like this. What will she be like when she gets older?

At that time...

Wouldn't that just be fooling those older women they usually can't even reach?

Perhaps, his current feelings are similar to those of a random girl who might catch a glimpse of Zhu Zhuqing in the future.

Astonished.

"It absorbed a spirit ring, huh?"

Wang Zhao remained completely calm and casually replied.

These two colleagues are in a different situation from him; they don't usually communicate much, since they are genuinely here to work.

"Absorbing what kind of soul beast? It actually has this kind of effect?"

The two couldn't help but press for more information.

Shrek~

Wang Zhao smiled slightly.

……

Leaving aside the interesting events that occurred in the library, at this moment, in the Papal Palace...

A tall, stunningly beautiful woman sat gracefully on the papal throne, dressed in a long, flowing, golden gown that fit her perfectly from head to toe. The dazzling gown shimmered with jewels and was inlaid with over a hundred red, blue, and gold gemstones.

She wore a nine-curved purple-gold crown on her head, radiating brilliant light, and held a papal scepter about two meters long, also inlaid with countless gems.

Her fair skin and near-perfect face made her stand out from the crowd; noble, elegant, and serene—all sorts of beautiful words seemed to be used to describe this woman.

Although she is no longer young, time has not left any marks on her.

Bibi Dong.

Looking up at this Pope, the youngest in the history of the Spirit Hall, who may even become the youngest Title Douluo on the entire continent in the near future, everyone in the council was excited.

The interests of these high-ranking elites are directly tied to the Spirit Hall, so the stronger the Spirit Hall becomes, the more prosperous they and their respective families will be.

"Have all the female disciples of the Haotian Sect been arranged?"

At this moment, Bibi Dong, who was on the throne, asked.

"Your Holiness, everything has been arranged."

A cardinal stepped forward.

"Those who refused to surrender and had no ties have been secretly dealt with. The remaining ones have been paired with 'elites' from various families to ensure that a new generation of Clear Sky Army soldiers can be trained for my Spirit Hall before next year!"

"However, there are three children under the age of two who are still confused and we don't know what to do with them."

"Are they those three...?"

Bibi Dong nodded, she was quite impressed with them.

It was only because last night, when she casually mentioned to Wang Zhao that they had captured the only cubs during their trip to the Haotian Sect, and that they happened to be triplets and potential hammer-wielding beings, Wang Zhao suddenly became very interested, chuckled three times, and then said that he would name them.

Bibi Dong naturally agreed to this trivial request.

As for the surname, it is naturally not Tang, but the character "Wu" that Bibi Dong took from the Spirit Hall.

In the future, all the Clear Sky Hammer Soul Masters belonging to the Spirit Hall will have the surname Wu.

Bibi Dong remembered that the names Wang Zhao gave the three of them were something like...

"Wu Ling'er, Wu Tong'er, Wu Xuan'er."

Hehehe~

(End of this chapter)