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

Chapter 62 Everyday: Patience!

This is in an unknown small town.

On the street, a group of hunters and soul masters who had just emerged from the Soul Beast Forest were drinking at a tavern stall when suddenly someone, feeling bold and unrestrained, began to loudly "point out the flaws in the world."

He said:

"Hey, you've all been staying in the Soul Beast Forest these past few days, you probably have no idea what's been happening outside, right?"

"Hmm? Tell me about it."

Soon, people responded to his words with great interest.

Then the man began to recount a series of events about the "Rat Sect" and "Day Day".

Those around, under the influence of alcohol, no longer held back and began to laugh and mock him.

Unbeknownst to them, at the next table, a muscular man with a baby vaguely tucked under his arm was unleashing his killing intent with bloodshot eyes.

That is none other than Tang Ritian, the Douluo who is still running around like a mouse.

Spirit Hall, you bastards!

And there's the Haotian Sect...

I have let down the Clear Sky Sect!

Upon hearing the news, Tang Ritian was filled with resentment, self-blame, unwillingness, and helplessness.

Why did it come to this?

How did the Clear Sky Sect end up like this, forced into such a state by the Spirit Hall?!

It's all my fault.

While agonizing over his deep pain, Tang Ritian did not forget to continue eavesdropping.

Before long, he heard news about the Holy Maiden Bibi Dong succeeding as the new Pope, and about the mysterious new Holy Son of the Spirit Hall, about whom nothing was known except for his title.

Tang Ritian's eyes flashed with a sharp light, but in the end he had no choice but to hold back for the time being.

According to the agreement between the Clear Sky Sect and the Spirit Hall, he cannot implicate the Clear Sky Sect because of this.

We'll have to wait until this storm passes.

Do not……

Let me think about it some more.

Even the Daily Douluo, who had not personally experienced the "tragedy" of the Haotian Sect, couldn't help but feel somewhat dejected at this moment, which could only be described as the rat's true colors being revealed.

He dared not.

"Waaaaah..."

Just then, the baby under the armpit suddenly let out a deafening cry. It can only be said that he is worthy of being the future God King, even his crying is so "extraordinary" since he was a child.

Tang Ritian looked impatient, but he still had no choice but to get up.

Just as he was about to leave, he passed by those hunters and soul masters and, whether intentionally or unintentionally, let out a cold snort.

"?"

The hunters and soul masters were completely bewildered. Watching Tang Ritian's retreating figure, fueled by alcohol, they disregarded everything else and immediately began swearing:

"Pah! What is that?!"

"Look at him, out here trying to make a living with a kid, he's practically asking for trouble!"

"Taking care of a kid? If you ask me, he wouldn't happen to be that 'daily-daytime' guy... right?"

These words shocked everyone present.

"this……"

Their drunkenness instantly sobered them up, and they instinctively shivered, staring at the direction Tang Ritian had gone, their eyes filled with surprise and uncertainty.

However, someone quickly realized something and laughed.

"What do you mean, 'Daily Douluo'? That's hilarious! He's just a mouse!"

Those around him immediately looked at him in horror.

However, after watching for a while, Tang Hao's sudden hammer strike to the sky did not happen, and they gradually burst into laughter.

"The mouse lives every day, hahahahaha—"

at the same time.

On the other side, Tang Ritian, who had already disappeared into the distance, clenched his fists tightly, panting heavily. Hearing the cries of the baby under his arm, he ultimately did nothing.

Patience!

……

Martial Soul Academy, Library.

Night falls.

Wang Zhao, who was leaning against the corner and quietly flipping through a book, suddenly felt a tickle near his ear and couldn't help but tilt his head to look.

Unexpectedly, he was met with the face of a blonde girl so close to his. Her gaze was puzzled, and her delicate nose twitched slightly, as if she were sniffing something.

What are you doing?

Wang Zhao asked expressionlessly.

"!"

The girl's face immediately lit up with surprise.

"Xiao Zhao, is that really you?"

"Who else could it be but me?"

Wang Zhao rolled his eyes at her, naturally knowing that Qian Renxue was simply surprised by his change, but given Qian Renxue's discerning eye, he never thought he could fool her.

"you……"

Qian Renxue's gaze remained somewhat strange. She subconsciously distorted the surrounding light to alter the actual situation between her and Wang Zhao before leaning closer to Wang Zhao and carefully pulling down his hood.

A head of dazzling silver hair fell loose.

"This... such a rich aura of light!"

Qian Renxue couldn't help but widen her eyes slightly.

At this moment, she could clearly feel the abundance of light elements on Wang Zhao's body. However, unlike her own radiant and righteous light, which also exuded warmth and holiness, Wang Zhao's light seemed to be in a state of "excessive light but insufficient brightness".

However, from her perspective, what Wang Zhao lacks can be easily solved by acquiring a few more light-attribute soul rings, since Wang Zhao's current foundation seems ridiculously strong.

I'm almost catching up with her.

What happened to you?

Qian Renxue kept scrutinizing Wang Zhaojun's handsome face, his dazzling silver hair, and even his body, and began to touch and grope him.

She was so curious about it that she couldn't help but ask.

"..."

Wang Zhao slapped away two restless little paws on his body speechlessly, thinking to himself, "Xiao Xue, you still can't handle that thing right now."

After all, the changes that the Crystal Blood Dragon Ginseng brought to him through the golden scales were not just in appearance and foundation, but more terrifyingly in terms of qi and blood.

Simply put, he already has that ability now.

Hiss~ I can't think too much about it.

Censorship warning!

"Jin Lin accidentally ate a magical herb."

Wang Zhao paused for a moment, then chose to answer that it was nine parts true and one part false.

In his mind, keywords such as Xiaoxue, Dong'er, Qiandaoliu, the Hall of Offering, the Papal Palace, the Yin-Yang Eye of Ice and Fire, and Dugu Bo had already formed a rough connection model, and his strategic plan would unfold from there.

To put it bluntly, deep down, the images of some acquaintances still occasionally appear as "chess pieces" to him.

But this world is, after all, real.

Beautiful and genuine feelings are fragile; only by combining genuine feelings with mutual benefit can we achieve a near-perfect relationship.

For example, although he usually gets along very happily and easily with Sister Dong'er and Sister Die, in reality, every move he makes involves the consumption of gold soul coins, treasures, manpower, and other resources. Each of them also has their own characteristics; Sister Die is at least a Soul Saint level expert...

As for Qian Renxue and Qian Daoliu, there's no need to say more.

This is similar to the situation in a TV series called "iPartment" in his previous life.

Who doesn't know this, and who wouldn't envy the genuine emotions of the characters in it?

But that has nothing to do with ordinary people.

"Immortal herb? What's that?"

As expected, Qian Renxue was extremely curious and couldn't help but ask.

(End of this chapter)