Douluo: Martial Soul Asura Sword, Supreme Killing God

Chihiro turned around and faced Bibi Dong.

“Dong’er,” he said softly, “the greatest pride of my life is not being the Pope for so many years, but taking you and Xiao Mo as my disciples.”

Chapter 192 Pope Bibidon

Qian Xunji picked up the crown with both hands, his movements solemn and slow.

He held the crown high so that everyone in the square could see it, and then solemnly placed it on Bibi Dong's head.

Then he took the papal scepter, held it with both hands, and presented it to Bibidon.

"Thank you, teacher." Bibi Dong extended both hands and respectfully accepted the scepter.

The scepter felt heavy in her hand, much heavier than she had imagined.

But what she felt was far more than the weight of the scepter itself; she felt her teacher's expectations and the heavy future of the entire Spirit Hall.

"Go, Dong'er, let everyone see the demeanor of the new Pope of the Spirit Hall."

"Yes." Bibi Dong nodded emphatically.

She turned around, stepped forward, facing the dark mass of people below, holding her scepter, her papal robes fluttering slightly in the wind, and the jewels on her crown gleaming.

At this moment, everyone below, as well as the cardinal and others behind her, knelt down as if overwhelmed by a tidal wave, bowing their heads in unison.

"Greetings, Your Holiness the Pope!"

The sound soared into the sky and echoed continuously throughout the square.

Bibi Dong looked at the Soul Masters kneeling and bowing to her, her heart filled with mixed feelings.

She didn't know if she could shoulder this heavy responsibility or become a qualified pope.

The road ahead is long and treacherous.

But no matter what, she had to keep going.

Because this was something Su Mo believed she could do, and it was also an important task entrusted to her by her teacher.

She couldn't let them down.

Bibi Dong gently waved the papal scepter in her hand and said loudly, "Rise!"

Everyone stood up in response, looking at Bibi Dong with respect.

……

As dusk fell.

In the inner palace behind the Papal Palace, Bibi Dong was still wearing the papal robes, but she had removed her crown and put down her scepter.

She stood alone by the window, watching the sky gradually darken outside, and let out a long sigh, as if exhaling all the fatigue of the day.

After the inauguration ceremony, she immediately began handling academic affairs.

Qian Xunji has completely let go today. She no longer has her teacher's guidance; she is all on her own now.

Faced with those complicated matters, she had to make decisions on her own.

Fortunately, everything went relatively smoothly.

After witnessing her strength, the people of the Spirit Hall became exceptionally respectful and efficient in their work; no one dared to disobey her decisions.

After all, in this world, strength is the foundation of all power.

At that moment, the door was gently pushed open, and three graceful figures walked in.

It was Ah Yin, Poseidon, and Ye Qingshuang.

Ah Yin circled Bibi Dong completely, looking her up and down in her papal attire, and exclaimed in amazement, "Sister, your demeanor is completely different after you put on the papal robes."

Bibi Dong used to look like an innocent and naive girl, with clear eyes and a naive and carefree smile.

Now, she exudes an imposing, papal aura.

"Really?" Bibi Dong asked with a faint smile.

Ah Yin nodded repeatedly and grabbed Bibi Dong's hand: "If Su Mo saw you like this, he would be so surprised he wouldn't be able to close his mouth. You have no idea, when you stood on the high platform today, you already had the demeanor of a pope."

“Ah Yin is right, you are much more charming now than before,” Poseidon said with a smile.

Ye Qingshuang smiled and said, "Yes, Sister Dong'er, I believe that Su Mo will be proud of you when he comes back."

"Alright, stop talking about me," Bibi Dong chuckled, changing the subject. "Let's go eat."

“Okay, I’m hungry right now,” Ah Yin replied with a grin.

The group chatted and laughed as they quickly arrived at the dining table.

The long table was already laden with a sumptuous dinner, each dish steaming hot and fragrant, making one's mouth water.

The women ate and chatted, their laughter frequently emanating from the dining table.

However, just then, Ye Qingshuang took a bite of food and suddenly felt a strong sense of nausea.

She frowned sharply, quickly grabbed a napkin, covered her mouth with her head, and gagged.

"Qingshuang, what's wrong?"

The smile on Bibi Dong's face vanished instantly, replaced by deep worry.

She put down her cutlery and quickly walked to Ye Qingshuang's side.

Ah Yin and Poseidon also stood up at the same time, surrounding Ye Qingshuang in the center.

"I'm fine," Ye Qingshuang shook her head slightly, "I just felt a little nauseous..."

Poseidon stood to the side, his brows furrowed, as if deep in thought.

She suddenly spoke, her tone tinged with surprise: "You...you're not pregnant, are you? I've heard that pregnant women often experience nausea and dry heaving."

Upon hearing this, Ah Yin and Bibi Dong's red lips parted slightly, their eyes filled with shock and disbelief.

The air seemed to freeze for a moment.

"Pregnant...?" Ah Yin asked incredulously. "Qing Shuang, you...you're having a baby?"

"I...I don't know."

Ye Qingshuang subconsciously touched her still flat stomach, her heart suddenly racing.

"Quickly summon a physician!" Bibi Dong hurriedly ordered towards the door.

Before long, an elderly female doctor rushed over.

With her gray hair and kind face, she was one of the most experienced physicians in the Spirit Hall.

"Greetings, Your Holiness the Pope." The physician first bowed to Bibi Dong.

"No need for formalities, quickly show her." Bibi Dong hurriedly waved her hand, making room for her.

Under the tense gazes of the four women, the doctor sat down next to Ye Qingshuang and gently placed his fingers on her wrist.

A moment later, the doctor withdrew his hand.

"How is it?" Bibi Dong asked.

The physician looked up and smiled, "Your Holiness, judging from the pulse, Miss Ye is pregnant."

"I understand, you may leave." Bibi Dong waved her hand.

"Yes." The doctor tactfully withdrew.

"I...I'm really pregnant." Ye Qingshuang said in disbelief.

Although Su Mo spent two days with her before leaving, they both possessed the divine test of destruction and life, and more or less had some of the essence of destruction and life within them.

She thought it would be difficult to succeed in just two days, but to her surprise, she actually succeeded.

Suddenly, tears finally streamed down my face uncontrollably; they were tears of joy, hot and intense.

Her lips couldn't help but curve upwards; in that instant, she felt like the happiest person in the world.

"That's wonderful, Qing Shuang!" Ah Yin exclaimed excitedly, "You're having a baby! You're going to be a mother! Oh my god, if Su Mo knew, I don't know how happy he would be."

"Congratulations, Qing Shuang! This child will definitely be outstanding in the future." A hint of envy flashed through Poseidon's mind, but he was more genuinely happy for Ye Qing Shuang.

Bibi Dong felt a pang of envy as well, and said with a smile:

"While Su Mo is away, you can focus on your pregnancy at the Spirit Hall and don't have to worry about anything. Also, don't worry about your divine test. With the power of the Spirit Hall, you can complete it at home."

She paused for a moment, then said, "Fortunately, your exam was simple; otherwise, given your current situation, I really wouldn't dare let you travel around."

"Thank you..." Ye Qingshuang nodded, her smile brighter than ever before.

“We are all one family, there’s no need for thanks.” Bibi Dong smiled gently.

The women all laughed upon hearing this.

For the rest of the time, they sat around Ye Qingshuang and discussed the topic of children.

Chapter 193 Su Lingling

Several months later.

Inside the main hall of the Holy Son's Palace in Wuhun City.

Bibi Dong wore a magnificent robe, held a papal scepter, and wore a nine-curved purple-gold crown.

Having been pope for so long, she now exudes the aura of a ruler in every gesture.

In particular, the intangible nobility and holiness emanating from them makes people feel compelled to worship them.

However, at this moment, there was an undisguised sense of anticipation and nervousness between her brows.

Today is the day Ye Qingshuang gives birth.

Therefore, Bibi Dong specially put aside the mountain of religious affairs piled up in the Papal Palace and rushed to the Holy Son Palace, just to witness the birth of Su Mo's first child.

Beside Bibi Dong was a small figure, none other than Qian Renxue.

She was obediently holding Bibi Dong's hand, her little face full of curiosity, glancing towards Ye Qingshuang's room from time to time.

Behind Bibi Dong were A Yin and Poseidon, who were also filled with tension and anticipation.