Douluo Continent I.
Spirit City.
Popes Bedchamber.
The current pope, Bibi Dong, removed her magnificent and noble long golden dress and the Nine-Segment Purple Gold Crown from her head. She put on a light-colored nightgown and sat before the dressing table, her beautiful long purple hair flowing freely.
A near-perfect countenance, fair and delicate skin, a curvaceous figure, slender and long white legs, and large patches of snowy skin partially hidden by her loose purple hair—all of it showcased her unparalleled charm.
Even after shedding those grand clothes and putting on an ordinary nightgown, her temperament remained so noble and sacred that one couldn't help but feel a sense of worship.
Bibi Dong in the mirror had gentle, curly purple hair, though her eyes held a hint of gloom.
From the orange-red hair of her youth to the purple hair full of mature lady-like charm today, it marked Bibi Dong's arduous journey from being innocent and lively to becoming the ruthless and powerful pope of the Spirit Hall.
Of course.
Even though she was no longer young, she remained beautiful, noble, elegant, and serene. The baptism of time had added a layer of charm that a young girl could never possess.
A charm unique to a mature woman.
Breathtakingly beautiful.
However.
What is the proof of a man's maturity?
It is this:
From questioning the Chancellor to learning from the Chancellor.
The Jian'an spirit still exists today; the legacy of Emperor Wu of Wei shall flow forever.
In the room.
Bibi Dong used a wooden comb to brush her long purple hair while contemplating Spirit Hall's next plans.
Nurture Spirit Hall's Golden Generation so they can win the Soul Master Tournament in over two years to create a deterrent. Afterward, wipe out the Upper Three Sects, subdue the Lower Four Sects, and trample the two great Empires to unify the Douluo Continent.
She, Bibi Dong, would climb to the very top step by step, becoming the most powerful person with the greatest influence on this continent, thereby eliminating all who opposed her and all who looked down on her. At that time...
[Welcome to the Douluo World Group Chat.]
Just as Bibi Dong was fantasizing and planning her step-by-step path toward a bright future, a voice in her mind struck like a bolt from the blue. Her eyes widened in shock, followed by a face full of alarm and rage:
"Who is it?"
Bibi Dong stood up furiously, her powerful aura erupting. She released a terrifying pressure, and a wave of spirit power swept through the entire room. The curtains were tossed by the air current, and the glass was shattered by the shockwave.
Even her own nightgown was lifted by the draft, exposing a glimpse of her charmingly colored panties.
"Damn it!"
Bibi Dong scanned the surroundings with angry eyes but found nothing unusual, making her heart feel a mix of surprise and panic.
Given her spirit power Rank, for this voice to appear in her mind without leaving a trace was a method far too eerie.
As Bibi Dong was pondering the voice in her head, a small Jade Mirror appeared out of thin air in her hand.
"This?"
Bibi Dong picked it up to inspect it. The exquisite rectangular Jade Mirror lit up, displaying content:
[Douluo World Group Chat (10)]
[Su Yan: Holy crap! What the hell is this?
How did I awaken a Group Chat Golden Finger...]
["Su Yan" has recalled a message.]
Bibi Dong:???
This bizarre scene caused Bibi Dong to knit her brows tightly, her light purple eyes filled with doubt and confusion.
Su Yan?
Group Chat?
Golden Finger?
What are all these things?
Bibi Dong thought for a moment and roughly understood what this was. It should be a tool for talking with people, a spirit tool.
However.
That Su Yan who just spoke was extremely base, using foul language the moment he opened his mouth. He wanted this pope to chat with him?
Is he worthy?
[Su Yan: Hello everyone in the group! It is a rare fate that we can gather in this group.]
[Su Yan: I believe this fate was arranged by the heavens. We will all become close and intimate friends. On every lonely night, this will be a harbor for our souls.]
[Su Yan: Everyone, come out and say hi, let's get to know each other!]
Bibi Dong looked at the Jade Mirror in her hand, a frown of displeasure appearing on her face.
An eerie Group Chat?
A bizarre Jade Mirror?
The foul-mouthed Su Yan?
"Heh!"
Bibi Dong sneered with disdain. "Just based on you people, you think you're worthy of becoming friends with this seat?"
"Close and intimate?"
"A harbor for the soul?"
With a thought from Bibi Dong, the Jade Mirror changed, and a prompt lit up on it:
[Please enter your group nickname.]
[Bibi Dong.]
Bibi Dong could understand what "group nickname" meant, but she was the pope of Spirit Hall and the successor of the Rakshasa God. Her strength was peerless; she was too lazy and too disdainful to come up with some nickname.
Little did she know.
Bibi Dong would regret this decision today for a very long time to come.
[Bibi Dong: I am pleased that you could send such a strange spirit tool to this seat, but I do not like your attitude.]
[Bibi Dong: What strength do you think you have to be friends with this seat?]
At this moment, there were eight other group members who, like Bibi Dong just now, were feeling confused by the sudden appearance of the Group Chat Jade Mirror. They were wondering what this Su Yan was trying to do.
Then.
They saw Bibi Dong's message, and every single one of them was incredibly shocked!
Spirit Hall's Pope Bibi Dong?
Heavens.
Is this for real?
Heaven Dou City.
Crown Princes Mansion.
It was already late at night. Qian Renxue had shed her "Xue Qinghe" disguise, restoring her angel-like beauty and devilish figure.
Compared to her mother, Bibi Dong, Qian Renxue's features were more delicate and compact, her face shape smoother, and her temperament had less gloom and more of a pure, holy attribute.
At this moment, Qian Renxue was wearing a white nightgown, sitting at the head of the bed, her long golden hair draped casually behind her.
After obtaining the Jade Mirror, she was about to set a nickname to use. Originally, she was also going to directly enter her own name.
But suddenly seeing Bibi Dong's name appear in the group, she immediately hit the brakes and changed her name.
[Qian...]
[Qian Renxue.]
Qian Renxue saw that the name she "randomly" picked could be used and breathed a great sigh of relief. This would make things much more interesting.
[Qian Renxue: Heh! Spirit Hall's Pope Bibi Dong? You certainly are quite the show-off.]
[Qian Renxue: As far as I know, Spirit Hall also has a Hall of Offerings. The High Priest Qian Daoliu is the true master of Spirit Hall, isn't he?]
[Qian Renxue: Do you, Bibi Dong, even count as a member of the Qian family?]
As Qian Renxue's message appeared, the other seven group members, who had been intimidated by Bibi Dong's name, suddenly had their eyes light up.
Not using real names?
We can pick any group nickname?
Then we have nothing to worry about.
[Xiao Wu: Bibi Dong, you are a bad woman. You are the worst woman in the World. I swear I will kill you!]
[Seven Treasures Little Princess: Bibi Dong, are you the real deal or a fake?]
[Zhu Zhuqing: Who are you people? Why did you bring me into this Group Chat?]
[My Surname is Not Yu: Bibi Dong? You mean that ugly old woman from Spirit Hall?]
[Dugu Yan: Yo yo yo! The Spirit Hall pope is indeed overbearing. Since you're so amazing, Bibi Dong, why don't you just fly up to the sky?]
Bibi Dong: I'm going to lock all of you in a Secret Chamber
(End of chapter)