Chapter 243: Xiao Wu's Identity Exposed!
After condescendingly delivering a series of meaningless official platitudes, Bibi Dong followed the tradition of the Spirit Hall's past tournaments and turned her gaze toward Tang San.
"You are truly outstanding. To be able to develop the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul to such a level, this Comprehension Ability alone makes you worthy of being a Disciple personally taught by Mr. Jiang Li."
Bibi Dong's red lips parted slightly, her voice cool yet carrying the undeniable authority of a superior.
"Now then, Tang San."
"This Seat asks you, are you willing to join the Spirit Hall?"
As soon as these words were spoken, the eyes of the entire audience instantly focused on Tang San.
Regarding the Pope's public extension of an olive branch to recruit Tang San, those uninformed Soul Masters belonging to the Spirit Hall found it quite normal.
After all, facing such a young and Prodigy Genius, how could any power in the world not be tempted?
However, as the person in question, Tang San maintained his gentle and humble smile on the surface, while in his heart, he had already cursed Bibi Dong a hundred times over.
'This high-and-mighty Bibi Dong really is seeking ones own death!"
'To leave such a vast and profound foundation of Soul Masters like the Spirit Hall in the hands of this woman is a complete waste! Only a perfect true gentleman who is noble and unblemished like my Master would be a true blessing for all Soul Masters on the continent to lead!"
While harboring such rebellious thoughts, Tang San's facial expression management was executed to Perfection, leaving no room for anyone to find fault.
He bowed slightly and replied neither servilely nor overbearingly, "Thank you for your kindness, Pope. However, Tang San has already made arrangements for his own life."
Being rejected in public, Bibi Dong's expression stiffened for a brief moment, but she quickly regained her dignified composure.
She spoke with a hint of regret, "Since that is the case, This Seat will not force you. I wish you even greater achievements in the future, and that one day, you may honorably enter the halls of the Douluo Hall."
With that, she waved her hand, and a brocade tray containing three Ten Thousand Year top-grade Soul Bones was brought forward.
Feeling the tempting Soul Power fluctuations emanating from the tray, Tang San accepted it with both hands: "Thank you for your generous gift, Pope."
In an instant, the gazes shooting from all directions were almost entirely filled with greed and fervor.
As long as one was a Soul Master, who could suppress the desire in their heart upon seeing such priceless treasures?
Tang San walked back to his companions with composure, almost wading through a sea of greedy stares.
Because of his honored teacher Jiang Li's advance planning, Tang San had no desire to immediately absorb these three Soul Bones that made others go mad with envy.
After a few low-voiced words with the members of the Tang Sect, he decisively handed the tray over to Jiang Li to hold onto for now.
According to the private discussion between Master and Disciple, the Mind Condensing Wisdom Skull was most suitable for Xiao Wu, and the Burst Incineration Flame Right Arm Bone would be left for Bai Chenxiang. As for the final Rapid Flight Chasing Wind Left Leg Bone, since there was no particularly suitable candidate in the Royal Fighting Team at the moment, Jiang Li intended to take it back to the Tang Sect to serve as part of their foundation, to be used in the future as a reward for those who have rendered meritorious service.
The members of the Tang Sect were naturally convinced and accepted this distribution without any objection.
However, as she watched these three top-grade Soul Bones being steadily tucked away by Jiang Li, the Pope Bibi Dong's face on the high platform darkened further.
As the Pope of the Spirit Hall, she naturally could not go back on her word after giving out the grand prize in front of the whole world.
But in her original calculations, as long as these Soul Bones remained with Tang San or were given by him to those young juniors, she could rightfully and legitimately reclaim them in the chaos once they completely dropped all pretenses and started fighting!
In the end, the items had fallen into the hands of that unfathomable Jiang Li...
Bibi Dong took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the irritation in her heart.
It didn't matter; the thought of soon hunting that Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring and Soul Bone completely replaced her annoyance with intense joy.
"It seems you have already finished distributing the rewards."
Bibi Dong did not turn and leave immediately after the award ceremony. The Cardinals and Titled Douluo standing beside her remained pinned firmly to the spot like a high wall.
The atmosphere suddenly became somewhat eerie, and the eyes of everyone present were involuntarily drawn back to the Pope.
Ning Fengzhi's brow twitched on the spectator stands; his years of politician's intuition allowed him to scent the approach of an extremely dangerous impending storm.
He lowered his voice and decisively instructed Chen Xin beside him, "Uncle Jian, if anything happens later, don't worry about anything else. You must protect Rongrong and the other two girls at all costs!"
Chen Xin nodded with a solemn expression, the sharp Sword Qi within his body already beginning to secretly accumulate at his fingertips.
The audience heard Bibi Dong thump her scepter heavily on the high platform, her cold voice suddenly rising and echoing through the arena:
"Since the tournament rewards have been distributed, this grand event can be considered to have reached its Perfection. Ghost Douluo, Chrysanthemum Douluo, both Elders, heed my command—"
Bibi Dong suddenly raised her hand, her finger pointing like a blade directly at the lovely pink-clad young lady in the Royal Fighting Team camp: "Seize that girl for This Seat immediately!"
Boom!
In an instant, the entire audience was pale with shock.
Almost as an instinctive reaction, Tang San instantly stepped sideways to block Xiao Wu, while Dugu Yan, Tai Long, and the other members of the Royal Fighting Team also stepped forward without hesitation to protect Xiao Wu in the center. Their Martial Souls instantly possessed them as they prepared as if facing a formidable enemy.
Standing in the team, Qian Renxue's brow was locked in a tight frown.
Although she had long known that Bibi Dong would definitely make a move against the Tang Sect today, she never expected that the first strike would be aimed at a young girl with no background.
To maintain her Xue Qian persona, Qian Renxue likewise questioned with a face full of astonishment, "Pope, you are arresting someone in public just as the tournament has ended. What is the meaning of this? Could it be that the Spirit Hall cannot afford to lose?"
Seeing her haunting rebellious daughter jump out to publicly contradict her again, Bibi Dong felt her temples throb.
"As everyone knows, my Spirit Hall is dedicated to maintaining the order and stability of the Douluo Continent," Bibi Dong declared with an air of righteousness as she scanned the crowd. "If this girl named Xiao Wu were just an ordinary human Soul Master, this Pope would naturally not condescend to move against her."
"However... if she is not human at all, but a transformed and re-cultivated Hundred-thousand-year Soul Beast! Then this matter is a different matter entirely!"
As soon as these words came out, the entire audience was in an uproar!
Qian Renxue's eyes widened even further, her face full of disbelief.
The other Titled Douluo present were also shaken violently, their massive Spiritual Power frantically probing Xiao Wu's body repeatedly.
Yet, no matter how they looked, aside from feeling that the aura on this girl was slightly unique, they couldn't detect even a hint of the Origin aura belonging to a Hundred-thousand-year Soul Beast.
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