Chapter 200 Election of Pope

After Bibi Dong finished her part, Qian Daoliu took the initiative to stand up and walked to the main seat.
"Since the Pope has voluntarily abdicated, there is no need for you to force it. The next election will be hosted by me. The candidates for this election are Saint Son Mo Bai and Saint Maiden Qian Renxue.

Everyone here has one chance to vote. The Pope's vote counts as two votes. Each of you will get two small balls in a while. The white one represents the Son of God Mo Bai, and the red one represents the Saint Qian Renxue.

I will give you one stick of incense to think about it. Please keep quiet and do not make any noise. Let's get started."

Then someone distributed props to the elders and worshippers present, including Mo Bai and Qian Renxue. Time passed quickly, and the person in charge took out an opaque bag and collected the balls one by one.

Soon, the person in charge collected all the balls. Qian Daoliu stood up to check, and the person in charge was responsible for counting the votes.

Soon, the statistical results came out. There were seventeen people voting, Mo Bai received seventeen votes, and Qian Renxue received one vote.

Mo Bai won the position of Pope with an absolute advantage, which makes him the person with the most votes in the history of Spirit Hall.

Then everyone congratulated Mo Bai, but Qian Renxue was a little confused as to why she got one vote. After seeing Mo Bai wink at her, she immediately understood everything.

Afterwards, Mo Bai led everyone to swear an oath to the angel statue. After the process was completed, irrelevant personnel were cleared out, leaving only a group of elders and worshippers, as well as Mo Bai, Qian Renxue, Bibi Dong and others.

Although it was his first time as Pope, Mo Bai was not at all nervous. He walked to the main seat and sat down, looking at the people below.

"I'm already acquainted with everyone, so there's no need to introduce myself to you all. I don't like beating around the bush, so I'll just say what I want to say.

I will not hide it from you all, within two or three years at most, the true enemy of our Spirit Hall will appear. He is a god, and his relationship with the Spirit Hall is irreconcilable. Everyone sitting here is on his death list.

So no matter what grudges you have had before, from today on, I hope you will all work together and help me protect our home."

After Mo Bai finished speaking, there was a burst of whispers, or rather a sense of panic in the air.

Gods are still too unfamiliar to the current Douluo Continent because they only exist in legends.

It is rumored that gods are invincible and can destroy the heaven and earth with a single blow. They are simply beyond the reach of human power. Even a level 99 Extreme Douluo is nothing more than a larger ant in front of gods.

Seeing that everyone was getting more and more excited, and Mo Bai had no intention of stopping it, Qian Daoliu didn't understand why Mo Bai wanted to tell these things in advance and make everyone panic.

After looking at Mo Bai meaningfully, Qian Daoliu coughed and immediately became quiet.

"Don't be discouraged. The Pope must have a solution if he told us about this, right? Pope."

Qian Daoliu stretched out his nasal tone to express his dissatisfaction, and Mo Bai couldn't help but smile awkwardly.

"The High Priest is right. In fact, gods are also human, but they are stronger. They are not as scary as the rumors say. If you are unsure, you can refer to the difference between those below level 90 and the High Priest. It should be easier to understand."

Bibi Dong was speechless. Is there such a way to comfort people? Seeing that everyone's emotions were beginning to become unstable again, they began to complain.

"Xiao Bai, the High Priest wants you to tell him the countermeasures, not to explain what a god is."

At this point, everyone understood. Looking at Mo Bai's gloating expression, how could he not understand that he had been fooled.

If their status didn't allow it, the hot-tempered ones among them would have rushed up and punched Mo Bai in the face. So everyone looked at Mo Bai with resentful eyes, hoping that he could give an explanation. Being stared at by so many people, Mo Bai couldn't help but shudder and touched his nose.

"The solution is very simple. We can just send out a god from the Spirit Hall when the time comes."

Mo Bai's explanation certainly couldn't convince everyone. A god? Is it that easy to produce one? Only one Titled Douluo appears among many people in Douluo Continent. Do you, the Pope, treat gods as cabbages in the field? You can pick any one you want.

At this time, Qian Renxue couldn't help laughing, completely destroying the depressing atmosphere at the scene, but facing Qian Daoliu's precious granddaughter, everyone dared not speak out and could only focus their attention on Mo Bai again.

"Don't worry, everyone. Our Saint has been gifted since she was young. She has amazing bones and is a rare talent. I know a little bit about numerology. In my opinion, the Saint has the potential to become a god. In less than two years, she will achieve the status of a god.

The most important thing is that she is my fiancée and will never abandon Spirit Hall. You can rest assured that under my leadership, our Spirit Hall will surely be able to move towards glory."

Mo Bai didn't feel embarrassed, and even clapped his hands after he finished speaking, but no one joined in. Qian Renxue's face turned red with shame, and she quickly lowered her head. She felt so ashamed now.

Bibi Dong turned her head to the side, pretending not to know Mo Bai. Qian Daoliu had a complicated look in his eyes, and no one knew what he was thinking.

The people below looked at each other, and then turned their eyes to Qian Daoliu and Bibi Dong, meaning, this guy can also be the Pope?
Qian Daoliu had practiced Qi-nourishing Kung Fu for decades, and after a few jokes from Mo Bai, his blood and energy suddenly surged and he finally broke through.

He could no longer bear everyone's questioning gazes, and looked at Mo Bai. The Pope stopped calling out, and his eyes were very fierce.

"Boy, this is a high-level meeting of the Spirit Hall, don't embarrass me here."

Qian Daoliu's saliva was almost spraying on Mo Bai's face. He didn't think twice and quickly straightened his attitude when he saw that Qian Daoliu was about to lose his temper.

"Okay, everyone, let's get back to the point. What I just said was not a joke, so don't worry, I will be there to hold up the sky if it falls.

All of you sitting here are the elders of the Spirit Hall, and they are all my grandfathers. Since you have elected me to be the Pope, it means that you do not regard me as an outsider.

Since we are a family, I will not differentiate between the Pope's Palace and the Worship Palace, and will treat everyone equally.

Next, I will make some adjustments to the personnel of the Spirit Hall. No one is allowed to disobey, or I will not let them off easily."

Seeing that Mo Bai finally adjusted his attitude, everyone finally put aside their worries temporarily. Everyone sat upright, waiting for Mo Bai's instructions.

Everyone present is a Titled Douluo, and if they were placed in any other sect, they would be very popular.

But Mo Bai didn't think so. He thought that practicing every day would not produce any results. It would be better to move around more. Maybe he could find some opportunities for breakthroughs.

Mo Bai first looked at Bibi Dong and said with a smile:

"Aunt Dong, I heard that you are still the honorary principal of the Spirit Hall's Advanced Spirit Master Academy. I will arrange for you to be there. All treatment will be the same as before, and you will be given the title of Grand Elder.

Hu Liena is here too, so you can take care of each other. You can enjoy the flowers, walk the birds, and practice when you have nothing to do. In your spare time, please help me look after those troublesome students."

(End of this chapter)

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