Douluo: The Holy Spirit Master, Twelve Talismans Chaos the Continent

Chapter 18 The Pope's Little Lover
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Nan Feng, who was knocked unconscious by Bibi Dong, fell asleep. After waking up, Hu Liena came to tell him that the latest decision of the Elder Hall was that the Saint would inherit the position of Pope. At the same time, the Spirit Hall declared war on the Haotian Sect.

"Wuhu~"

“Good days are beginning!”

Nan Feng was finally able to walk in the Holy Maiden Hall as a human being.

Nan Feng had already determined that Bibi Dong would not kill him.

Feelings are something that can be erased or cultivated. During the three years in the Slaughter City, he had always been by Bibi Dong's side, caring for her and taking care of her in every possible way. Coupled with the three years of dream games, Bibi Dong's feelings for Yu Xiaogang were almost destroyed by him.

Losing my temper with him before was a normal reaction after his lie was officially exposed.

But to say that Bibi Dong didn't notice it at all before would definitely be a joke.

All I can say is that she knows, but she doesn't want to admit it, just like Bibi Dong's feelings for Yu Xiaogang. She knows that she has fallen in love with the wrong person, but she is unwilling to admit it, and even goes along with the mistake. This is a common problem among strong people.

Even if you are wrong, you will continue to be wrong.

It's good not to turn back until you hit the wall, at least there is room for recovery. But Bibi Dong is the type who would rather die than turn back!
Even now, Bibi Dong still has expectations for Yu Xiaogang, but this is not because she loves him, but because she is unwilling to deny her past.

To put it bluntly, Bibi Dong was unwilling to admit that she was blind.

So stubborn.

Being wrong is one thing, but admitting it or not is another.

Just like those college students who spent four years in college and then joined the army of unemployed people complaining about the difficulty of finding a job, what's wrong with me not knowing how to do anything? Is this my fault? The school didn't teach me!

How could others do that? It’s none of my business whether others do that or not.
"What are you doing here again?"

Bibi Dong, who was getting dressed up to attend the coronation ceremony in the afternoon, felt a little unhappy when she saw Nan Feng peeking at the door.

"I can't come?" Nan Feng walked in as if no one was around.

The maids who were dressing up Bibi Dong left very consciously.

Although they didn't know where the man in front of them came from, they knew him from the attitude of the new Pope.

The relationship between the Pope and a strange man was not something they could pry into.

"Your makeup is so ugly." Nan Feng complained.

Bibi Dong's face darkened, "If you're good, draw it!"

"I can't." Nan Feng spread his hands and lay down on a chair beside him.

"If you don't know, just shut up." Bibi Dong looked downcast and started to fix her hair accessories.

"I think you look better without paint. You are naturally beautiful. Why do you need to paint such unnecessary things?" Nan Feng expressed his confusion.

The people in Douluo Continent are basically not too ugly due to the nourishment of their soul power.

Especially female soul masters, each one has better skin than the other, which does not give the beauty industry any chance to develop.

"This is the rule." Bibi Dong felt much better after being praised, but she still didn't look at Nan Feng well.

"Different occasions require different makeup looks, and there are strict standards for these."

"So you painted yourself like this, for fear of being noticed by others?" Nan Feng said.

Bibi Dong's eyes twitched. "If you keep talking nonsense, I'll let you sleep for two more days."

"Okay, okay, no more nonsense." Nan Feng shrugged.

"Then may I ask, Your Majesty, what are you going to do with me?"

"Arrange you?" Bibi Dong glanced at Nan Feng.

"How do you want me to arrange for you?" "At least make me an honorary elder." Nan Feng said.

"Or the honorary pope is fine. I'm not picky."

Bibi Dong glanced at Nan Feng speechlessly, "Are you out of your mind or are you still asleep?"

The proposal of the honorary elder needs to be voted through by the Elders' Hall. It is not like she can appoint anyone she wants. The Spirit Hall is the authoritative organization in the spirit master world and cannot do anything arbitrarily.

She had just succeeded to the throne, and few elders in the Hall of Elders paid any attention to her. Before seeing her abilities, those elders would not easily take sides. In fact, many elders were now thinking of gaining more benefits for their families while she was not really in power.

Qian Daoliu only sent her to the position of Pope, as for how far she could go, the old man would not care.

"What do you mean? You're not going to give me nothing?" Nan Feng looked confused.

"I'm your little lover! I can't even be an elder?"

Bibi Dong's eyes twitched.

My fucking little lover!

"I don't have that much power now, so it's no problem for me to support you, but if you want to be an honorary elder, you have to do some merits yourself, merits that those Titled Douluo elders in the Elder Hall cannot refute, otherwise..." Bibi Dong stood up and turned to look at her back.

"Just be your gigolo."

"Achievements?" Nan Feng paused.

"what type is it?"

"Master of Theory?"

Bibi Dong's face darkened, "My patience has its limits!"

Bastard! You just like to rub salt into the wound, don't you?

"Then what else can I do?" Nan Feng looked innocent.

"Sister, I am only a level 40 Little Soul-Breaking Sect now."

After a year of seclusion, and after completely absorbing the inner core of the Ten-Headed Fiery Sun Snake, he went directly from level 30 to level 40, successfully unlocking the dog talisman he had longed for. However, this was still too early for him to become a level 90 Titled Douluo.

“Next, the Spirit Hall is preparing to attack the Haotian Sect to avenge the Pope. If you have the courage, go to the front line and see if you can get some credit.” Bibi Dong said casually.

"Front line?" Nan Feng looked thoughtful.

"If I kill two Haotian Sect elders, can I become an honorary elder?"

Bibi Dong's eyes twitched. "The elders of the Haotian Sect are all Soul Douluos, and they are the kind that can fight against Titled Douluos. Not to mention you, even if a Titled Douluo attacks, I dare not say that I can kill you for sure."

A Titled Douluo will definitely win against a Soul Douluo, but in a battle, winning and killing are two completely different concepts.

If you can’t beat them, won’t you just run away?

Not to mention that when the Clear Sky Hammer spirit fights with all its might, its destructive power is like a joke!
A fearless Clear Sky Hammer Soul Douluo is fully capable of dragging a low-level Titled Douluo to death with him!

The incident with Tang Hao had already happened when she was still in the City of Slaughter. The Titled Douluo who went to hunt down Tang Hao had his leg broken, and the old leader of the Haotian Sect was so angry that he died. At that time, Qian Xunji wanted to start a war with the Haotian Sect, or at least cripple it.

But when the Titled Douluo in the Elder Hall saw the veteran Titled Douluo whose leg was broken, they all said that the time was not right.

To put it bluntly, no one wants to go up and fight.

What if you really meet someone who doesn’t want to kill himself?

Although the Haotian Sect is no longer the number one sect in the world as it once was in recent years, this martial spirit remains as powerful as ever.

No one wants to fight the Clear Sky Hammer head-on.

(End of this chapter)