The Elder Council concludes, Pope Palace.
Bibi Dong gazes coldly at Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo, who are kneeling before her with heads bowed and cold sweat continuously beading on their foreheads; her eyes are overflowing with icy glints. They were terrified of Qian Daoliu during the Elder Council meeting, so why didn't they think of the consequences now!
Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan dares not look at Bibi Dong, yet he can still feel the freezing gaze emanating from ahead, and he doesn't even dare to breathe loudly. Ghost Douluo is much the same, kneeling on the ground and waiting in silence for Bibi Dong's disposal.
"You have disappointed me greatly!"
The two great Douluo do not know how long they have been kneeling before Bibi Dong finally speaks.
Hearing Bibi Dong's words, Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo hurriedly plead for mercy.
"Your subordinate deserves death ten thousand times over; I beg Your Majesty for punishment." x2
As the two finish speaking, the scepter in Bibi Dong's hand slams violently into the ground, shattering the marble floor tiles. A deep purple shockwave of Soul Power strikes directly into their chests, sending them flying over ten meters away.
Blood spills from the corners of Yue Guan and Ghost's mouths, but they dare not say a word. After steadying themselves, they return to their original positions and kneel once more.
"If you truly knew you deserved death ten thousand times over, you would have already ended your own lives by now," Bibi Dong says coldly as she watches their movements.
The two dare not make a sound; it is better to live in disgrace than to die. Moreover, based on their understanding of Bibi Dong, if she is still able to speak like this, it is clear that this matter will not escalate to the point of costing them their lives.
"For the sake of your many years of loyalty, I will spare your lives for now, but if there is a next time—"
Bibi Dong rises and walks before them, looking into their eyes as she says:
"I will certainly make you understand what it means to suffer Soul Annihilation!"
Just as Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo had thought, they have indeed luckily kept their lives this time, but the sinister and terrifying look in Bibi Dong's eyes clearly indicates the resolve behind her words.
"Thank you for your leniency, Your Majesty!" x2
The two great Douluo hurriedly express their gratitude.
"Rise," Bibi Dong commands.
Receiving the order, the two stand up. Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan feels the oppressive atmosphere in the hall and asks cautiously:
"Your Majesty, what should we do now?"
According to the ruling of the previous meeting, most of the core strength of Martial Soul Hall will be removed from Bibi Dong's control and returned to the hands of the Qian family; what are they to do now?
Bibi Dong says with an indifferent expression:
"Take your posts, prepare for war."
The two Douluo wait quietly for the rest, but seeing that she remains silent for a long time, they respond:
"Yes, Your Majesty."
"Then we shall go and prepare."
Seeing that Bibi Dong has no intention of saying anything more, the two tactfully bow and withdraw.
Bibi Dong shows no reaction as the two leave. She is contemplating the fundamental reason why Qian Daoliu supported her rise to power, even dating back over a decade ago.
After this battle, Bibi Dong truly understands just how high the prestige of Qian Daoliu—or rather, the Qian family—is within Martial Soul Hall. Even though she has managed Martial Soul Hall with great success over the past eighteen years and expanded it rapidly, her influence over the organization still cannot compare to the Qian family. The Qian Daoliu of the past simply did not want to contend with her, or perhaps he wanted to trap her with the position of Pope to keep her from appearing as an antagonist to Martial Soul Hall; otherwise, she would not have been able to hold this position for so many years.
Martial Soul Hall is, after all, an organization founded on the belief in the Angel God. As long as the Angel family exists, the true master will never change. Bibi Dong has completely given up on taking over Martial Soul Hall through reputation or fame; she must rely on strength.
She turns and stands still, her gaze piercing the void as she looks toward the nearby Douluo Hall, her expression ferocious.
"Qian Daoliu, Ya Li, just you wait! Everything I lost today, I will win back in the future. Sooner or later, I will destroy your Angel Lineage!!"
Meanwhile, Douluo Hall.
Qian Daoliu looks at his young disciple and says:
"Ya Li, tell me, was it that brat Yun Ming who taught you to act this way, even using your teacher!"
Ya Li pouts, feeling a bit embarrassed.
"It's mainly because Teacher is so formidable!"
Looking at the playful Ya Li, Qian Daoliu says with annoyance:
"You, I really am helpless against you. But given Bibi Dong's personality, she certainly won't let this rest! You must be careful of her counterattack later; this woman is not simple!"
"Mm, I will be careful, Teacher!" Ya Li responds respectfully.
Qian Daoliu nods.
"Very well, continue with your God Trial."
Afterward, Qian Daoliu leaves all the Pope's affairs for Jin E to handle, while he takes the two women to continue the God Trial.
At the edge of the Dead Realm, Yun Ming's thoughts drift away from his enlightenment, and his epiphany officially ends. He has gained much from this meditation. Many difficult problems he encountered in his previous life regarding the creation of the God Realm have been resolved through his genuine rebirth in this world, which has also solidified the direction of his path to godhood in this life. Furthermore, aside from the gains in insight, the continuous Soul Core cultivation he has practiced since returning from Martial Soul City has allowed his Soul Power to break through to level ninety. Now, he is only one Spirit Ring away from officially returning to the Title Douluo realm.
He opens his eyes again, looking at the roof above him and the Golden Tree that has taken root in the Dead Realm and become somewhat withered. He feels joyful in his heart; the Golden Tree has stabilized, and he has gained much indeed!
"Awake?"
Yang Wudi, who has been guarding Yun Ming, speaks up as he sees Yun Ming wake.
When Yang Wudi originally received the message from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and arrived at the Dead Realm, he discovered that Yun Ming had already entered a state of epiphany, so he simply found a suitable place to build a shed and waited patiently. And so, he has been guarding him until today.
Hearing his grandfather's call, Yun Ming returns to his senses. He glances at the signs of life around him and asks:
"Grandfather, how much time has passed since I returned?"
Yang Wudi replied.
"It has been three months."
He looked Yun Ming up and down, asking with concern.
"How is it? After standing for three months, is there any discomfort in your body?"
"Crack, snap—"
Yun Ming stretched briefly, and after his bones popped throughout his body, he replied.
"Don't worry, Grandfather, I'm fine now."
For Yun Ming, who had a Soul Core protecting his body, three months of standing still in the wind and rain had only caused this minor effect.
Yang Wudi nodded upon hearing this and said.
"That is good."
He glanced at the Golden Tree within the Dead Realm and said.
"You really are something! Every time you do something, it's a major headline. This tree you brought back gave Heaven Dou City quite a scare."
Yun Ming: "???"
Yang Wudi explained.
"For the first two months after you returned, this tree and the Dead Realm Disaster were clashing incessantly every single day. The momentum was massive and the duration was long. At first, the citizens in Heaven Dou City were very worried, fearing that some other natural disaster had descended."
Yun Ming understood, turning his head to look at the Golden Tree that breathed in unison with the Dead Realm, and said.
"The Golden Tree needs to take root to improve the environment; there was no way around that."
Yang Wudi looked at the Golden Tree and whispered.
"Golden Tree? So that is its name. It truly is a tree species as precious as gold."
He asked with great interest.
"But Ming Er, how did you discover this Golden Tree with its terrifyingly rich Life aura in Silver River City?"
Such a massive treasure of a tree, yet Yang Wudi had stayed in Silver River City for over a decade without discovering it. How had Yun Ming found it?
Yun Ming explained the objective events that had occurred. He said that he had accidentally found a branch from Luo Shide, was then drawn into the Golden Tree's different dimension, and later discovered it could solve the problems of the Dead Realm, so he brought it back.
Yang Wudi nodded as he listened, feeling moved in his heart by Yun Ming's great fortune; to be able to stumble upon such a treasure.
Afterward, the grandfather and grandson chatted about some things that had happened during this period, such as Star Luo sending a set of Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone, Yang Wutian returning fully loaded, and so on, but the most important topics remained the establishment of the Martial Soul Empire and the Three Great Empires officially going to war.
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