The Great Thief of the Universe, Starting from Douluo

Chapter 41 Elders Meeting

It's early morning and the sun is shining brightly.

Zhang San opened his eyes and saw the breathtaking white northern hemisphere. A faint fragrance filled his nostrils, which made him feel refreshed.

"woke up?"

Bibi Dong lay on her side, her beautiful eyes like moving autumn water, reflecting Zhang San's face.

Zhang San rubbed his eyes and yawned: "Good morning, teacher..."

By the end of last night, Bibi Dong drank a lot of wine and asked him to stay and help her fall asleep with hazy eyes. Then Zhang San was used as a pillow by the drunk Bibi Dong.

Zhang San didn't hate it, he even enjoyed it a little.

Bibi Dong is not tall. Compared to the group of female soul masters who are often over 1.7 meters tall, her height of nearly 1.7 meters can only be considered average, but her body proportions are extremely perfect, like a work of art carefully carved by God. Even the years have not left any trace on her.

Moreover, his broad mind and soft heart are truly tempting.

Zhang San didn't do anything excessive while the other person was sleeping.

With Bibi Dong's level of cultivation, she can eliminate the effects of alcohol with just a turn of her soul power. Even if she is drunk, she cannot hide any movement around her from the other party.

And the most important thing is that the consciousness of both of them was in the dream space last night.

Because the dream space was affected by the power of Rakshasa, Bibi Dong stayed in Zhang San's dream all night.

In the dream, she seemed to have taken off all the shackles, like a young and lively girl. Taking advantage of the pretext of being drunk, she made Zhang San create many interesting things.

Fireworks, beaches, sea of ​​flowers, starry sky...

Overnight, the two of them saw almost all the magnificent sights in the world.

Although dreams are hazy and feel unreal, and sometimes even violate basic physical rules, it is precisely this unreality that makes them seem more dreamy and unforgettable.

Zhang San also took advantage of this night to make a rough guess about Bibi Dong's condition.

If nothing unexpected happens, this woman's fantasy about Yu Xiaogang must have collapsed, and she has to find a new spiritual support.

Judging from the change in the other party's attitude, this new spiritual support is most likely himself, or his disciple, should Hu Liena be included?

Instead of pouring the emotions originally devoted to love, he poured them into the relationship between mentor and apprentice, and family, in order to stabilize his mental state...

Zhang San didn't think about it in any other way. The age gap between the two was really too big.

Moreover, Bibi Dong treated him more like she was coaxing a child, as if she was worried that he was still holding a grudge against her because of what happened last night.

After realizing this, Zhang San temporarily let down his guard against Bibi Dong, but he still insisted on sleeping with his cloak on.

Bibi Dong couldn't say anything about this, after all, it was all caused by her.

Noticing that Zhang San was attracted by the snow-white northern hemisphere, Bibi Dong couldn't help feeling a little proud. But when she realized that something was wrong, she spat softly and secretly cursed herself for being shameless.

"Controlling dreams for a whole night must be very exhausting, right?"

Bibi Dong propped herself up, her snow-white northern hemisphere trembled slightly, causing Zhang San's mind to tremble violently as well.

"Are you hungry? Do you want something to eat?"

After she finished speaking, Bibi Dong sat up and leaned against the head of the bed.

With the Bei Ming Divine Art, the Ice and Fire Golden Body, and the 100,000-year-old Blue Silver Emperor leg bones, although he is still young, Zhang San has already inherited the fine traditions of his family ancestor Zhang Sanfeng.

Noticing the troubles of growing up, Zhang San was silent for a moment. Fortunately, he was covered with a cloak, so no clues could be seen.

"I... I'm still cooking soup at home. I have to go back and check on it!"

Zhang San made up a random excuse, pulled up his hood, and disappeared in an instant.

Bibi Dong was slightly startled, and reached out to touch the still warm mattress beside her. Recalling Zhang San's reaction, she seemed to realize something and couldn't help but smile, with a slightly proud smile.

"Little rascal..."

She lazily turned over and fell to the spot where Zhang San had just been lying. Recalling the big dream she had last night, Bibi Dong's eyes were filled with a hint of spring love...

Taking a greedy deep breath, she slowly stood up and regained her usual graceful and noble temperament.

"Somebody come!"

"Your Majesty!"

"Give the order to convene a meeting of elders in the main hall half an hour later!"

"Yes!"

After all, she is the Pope of the Spirit Hall who controls a force. When facing her subordinates, Bibi Dong is still the strong and majestic Pope of the Spirit Hall.

In just half an hour, all the elders in the palace gathered in the main hall of the Pope's Palace.

"Hey, didn't you, old poisoner, say you were only here to protect the Third Prince? How did you find time to make this trip?"

Noticing Dugu Bo standing alone with his arms folded, Yue Guan twisted his hips and approached him in a seductive manner, his tone full of teasing.

"I have nothing to do, so I came to take a look. Get away, you bastard, you're teasing me!"

Dugu Bo snorted. After all, Bibi Dong was Zhang San's teacher, so he had to give her this little face.

"Hey! You old bastard! You really don't know what's good for you!"

Yue Guan's face darkened. He had come over to chat with Dugu Bo because he saw him standing there alone in embarrassment. But who would have thought that this old man's mouth was like poison, spitting venom as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Can't you speak some human language? If you had said something nice back then, I might have helped you get rid of the poison long ago!"

"just you?"

Dugu Bo glanced at Yue Guan, thought about it and felt that what he said made sense.

The medicinal bath that Dugu Yan and the others took after training yesterday was prepared by this dead demon. Without considering the pill-forming method, he should have the ability to detoxify.

Thinking about the fact that his granddaughter had chosen someone as her master, Dugu Bo snorted.

"That's fine. Anyway, I owe you a favor for Yanyan becoming my disciple."

"That's pretty much it!"

Yue Guan smiled charmingly, "That's what I admire about you. You're clear about gratitude and resentment, and you keep your promises! How about this? Do you want to come over to Old Ghost and I for a drink tonight? We can finally forget our grudges over a glass of wine."

"It works!"

Hearing this, Dugu Bo's expression softened a lot. Since the other party had given him such a way out, he couldn't keep being so arrogant.

He had just arrived and didn't have many acquaintances. If he had to say, he was only somewhat related to the two old brothers Yue Guan Gui Mei. There was no harm in having a closer relationship, and having two more titled backers would also be good for his precious granddaughter.

Before the two could continue chatting, with the sound of crisp footsteps, everyone stood up and saluted the newcomer.

"See Your Majesty!"

"Everyone is safe!"

Bibi Dong was dressed in a proper papal robe, holding a scepter, and sitting on a high seat.

"There is only one thing I have called you all together today. I wish to establish Zhang San as the Holy Son of my Spirit Hall. Do you have any objections?" There are not many titled elders in the Spirit Hall. Apart from the two titled elders, Snake Spear and Thorn Pig, who are guarding Xue Qinghe, and Dugu Bo and Ju Gui, there are only a handful of people present.

The tall and thin Ghost Leopard Douluo, and the sturdy Demon Bear Douluo next to him, are both level 95 Titled Douluo.

The second is the title of a woman with a slim figure and outstanding appearance. Dugu Bo has heard of her. She is the only female title in the Spirit Hall, Lingyuan Douluo.

Judging from its breath, it is so-so.

Then there was the Ninth Elder of the Spirit Hall, whom Dugu Bo had met before. He was the liaison between Spirit City and the two imperial temples.

"Zhang San? Holy Son?"

Hearing Bibi Dong's words, Ghost Leopard Douluo was a little surprised.

Although he heard that Bibi Dong had accepted a new direct disciple, he had only heard of the name.

"That's right, my direct disciple Zhang San is already a three-ring soul master, capable of taking on the role of a Holy Son."

Bibi Dong said proudly, "Do you have any opinions?"

Soul Lord?

Everyone present was shocked and looked incredulous.

"If you really have such talent, then it's not a bad idea."

Lingyuan Douluo hesitated: "But Your Majesty, Nana's side..."

"The position of the Saint is yet to be determined."

Bibi Dong shook her head slightly. The Holy Son and Holy Daughter were like the Crown Prince of the Empire to the Spirit Hall, and were the first in line to the throne of the Pope.

Originally, she wanted to make Hu Liena the saint, but Zhang San's talent was too extraordinary.

If the Holy Son and Holy Daughter were established at the same time, with Nana's pride, she would definitely not be willing to fall behind Zhang San.

Moreover, compared with the mischievous Zhang San, Hu Liena's mind is too simple. Once she falls into extremes, she may be instigated and exploited by others, and even her future path of cultivation may be damaged.

It wouldn't be a bad thing to let her bow down to Zhang San and temper herself.

The ghost leopard and the demon bear looked at each other and were speechless for a moment.

Like the two Douluo Jue and Gui, they are both veterans of the Spirit Hall, and their stance is actually more inclined towards the Worship Hall.

Qian Renxue's existence was no secret to the elders. As the direct descendant of the Qian family, her identity was more legitimate than that of an outsider.

Just looking at Bibi Dong's expression, it's clear that she hasn't considered the thoughts of the Worship Hall...

"I have no opinion!"

Dugu Bo suddenly spoke up, snorting and chuckling, "I was the one who helped that kid get his third ring. He's an 8,700-year-old Green Wood Divine Deer. With such talent, how could he not be worthy of the position of Holy Son?"

"I don't have any objection either."

The ghost chuckled. He was considered Zhang San's guide on the road to becoming a soul master. He was also honored to be called grandpa and given a magic herb. Naturally, he stood on Zhang San's side.

"If Laogui has no objection, then I have no objection either~"

Yue Guanjiao laughed. He had a great liking for Zhang San.

He loves flowers and plants the most, and in his eyes, Zhang San, who can produce such a bunch of fairy herbs, is undoubtedly the spokesperson of the flower god.

"Eight thousand seven hundred year old Green Wood Sacred Deer, three rings?"

The Ghost Leopard was silent for a while, and the Demon Bear Douluo beside him also shut up tactfully.

Although they were more inclined towards the Worship Hall, they were only at level 95 at the moment and were not qualified to enter the Worship Hall. Naturally, there was no need to risk offending Bibi Dong and jump out to oppose it.

"I have no opinion..."

The Ninth Elder stroked his beard and said cheerfully.

Among this group of people, he is the oldest and the weakest. He has long seen no way forward in his cultivation and has no ambition. It naturally doesn't matter to him who becomes the Son of God.

"I have no objection."

Lingyuan Douluo also nodded slightly. Although the six-year-old Soul Master was a bit shocking, it seemed that Bibi Dong would not cheat in this regard.

"We... don't have any objections either."

The ghost leopard looked at the demon bear, exchanged glances with each other, and nodded in agreement.

In fact, it doesn't matter whether they agree or not. Right now, except for the Worship Hall, the entire Spirit Hall is completely under the control of Bibi Dong. From Bibi Dong's arrogant look, it is not difficult to see that the other party is just informing her this time.

Even if they wanted to fight, it would be the pressure from the Worship Hall, and it would never be their turn to take the lead.

"In this case, the position of the Holy Son is determined."

Bibi Dong nodded slightly. It was just a position of Holy Son. The Worship Hall wouldn’t say anything.

In order to prevent Qian Renxue from losing her mother, Qian Daoliu spared her life.

Later, for the stability of the Spirit Hall, the other party allowed her to consolidate power and made the Spirit Hall her one-man show.

But now she has become a powerful figure. Although she is still no match for Qian Daoliu, she can still bring disaster to the Qian family before she is killed by him!
It's nothing more than a fight to the death. Once what Qian Xunji did gets out, the faith of the Spirit Hall will be lost on a large scale. Even more seriously, it is not impossible to destroy Qian Renxue's Taoist heart. This is also the thing that Qian Daoliu can't accept the most.

He could see the hatred and madness in Bibi Dong's heart. This woman was definitely capable of doing such a thing.

So now he followed Bibi Dong, completely gave up the power in his hands, and focused all his attention on the training of Qian Renxue.

If Qian Renxue can successfully become a god, then what does it matter if Bibi Dong has great power?
In this world, strength is still respected...

Qian Daoliu and Bibi Dong are both clear about this.

So now the two sides are keeping to themselves and ignoring each other.

Zhang San's uncanny talent will surely become famous. Once it reaches Qian Daoliu's ears, his terrifying talent that far surpasses Qian Renxue will surely blind people's eyes!
Angel God Test?
Innate soul power level 20?
So what?

With Zhang San's training speed, he would be able to crush Qian Renxue to the ground in two years at most!

Hehehe...

Qian Daoliu!
Do you want that evil creature to inherit the throne of angels?

Think beautiful!
I want you to see with your own eyes how that evil creature was defeated by Xiao San and beaten until his Taoist faith collapsed!
thump—

The scepter slammed heavily on the floor tiles, and Bibi Dong spoke in an imposing voice.

"From today on, Zhang San is the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall. Elder Ghost and Elder Dugu will serve as his protectors. At the same time, the Holy Son will have the authority of an elder, including all decision-making and mobilization rights below the Holy Hall."

"The investiture ceremony of the Holy Son will be overseen by Elder Ju."

"Yes!"

Everyone responded, feeling surprised.

The position of the Holy Son was not a big deal, but Zhang San was the first one to enjoy such great power right after inheriting the position. Even Bibi Dong didn't have such treatment back then...

　Today's 4000-word update! This plot is finally over, and starting tomorrow, it'll be at least words!
　　
　
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