Douluo Continent: The Ten Kings of Hell, I am the Emperor of the Underworld

Chapter 119 I am the Pope, the Rakshasa God Reappears

"Get out."

Just as Ghost Douluo was trying his best to minimize his presence, he suddenly heard Bibi Dong's angry shout.

At first, he didn't realize what was happening and thought Bibi Dong was speaking to Qian Renxue, and that another fierce battle was about to begin.

Fortunately, he subconsciously looked up and saw that His Holiness the Pope was looking at him, and he immediately felt as if he had been granted a pardon.

"Subordinates retire."

It's good that he can leave; this situation is not something a subordinate like him can get involved in.

After Ghost Douluo left, Bibi Dong spoke again:

"I am the Pope of the Spirit Hall. You cannot go where I forbid you to go."

"is it?"

Qian Renxue once again revealed the token of authority over the Hall of Offerings.

"The Grand Elder of the Hall of Worship holds a position in the Spirit Hall that is no less powerful than that of the Pope. By what right do you command me?"

Seeing the token in Qian Renxue's hand, Bibi Dong's expression turned extremely ugly.

That old bastard actually handed over the Hall of Offerings directly to Qian Renxue?

"cough~"

Just as Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue were locked in a fierce confrontation, a cough broke the silence of the Papal Palace.

"I say, you two should talk things out properly. It's no fun if you keep arguing."

Are you speaking to me, the Pope?

Bibi Dong looked at Ning Qiuyang.

She had been repeatedly humiliated by Ning Qiuyang before, and now, after many years, she found herself even less able to understand this young man.

Bibi Dong suddenly felt a little resentful.

What kind of bullshit Rakshasa godhood is this? They are all godhood successors. Look how much their strength has increased.
Bibi Dong's strength has barely improved in the past few years, and her progress in the Divine Exam has not been smooth.

She was fine when she only knew herself as the sole heir to the divine position, but now that Ning Qiuyang was there for comparison, she immediately felt it was very unfair.

Looking at Qian Renxue, her strength is also improving very quickly.

It seems that she is the only one who is standing still, and is even restricted by the Rakshasa God's test, unable to fully exert her strength.

Compared to Bibi Dong's dissatisfaction, Qian Renxue's attitude softened immediately.

"I don't want to be angry either, but look at her, is she the kind of person who can talk to people properly?"

Seeing Qian Renxue and Ning Qiuyang so close, practically whispering sweet nothings in front of her, Bibi Dong felt as if countless ants were biting her, making her extremely uncomfortable.

Bibi Dong herself was having relationship troubles, so she couldn't stand seeing others being so "affectionate" in front of her, especially when that person was her daughter.

But before she could speak again, Ning Qiuyang preemptively interrupted her:
"If you can't speak properly, then I'm not going to keep you company. I have no interest in talking to a madman who has no sense of reason."

Bibi Dong gasped for breath several times.

No one had ever dared to speak to her like that to her face.

But she felt both apprehensive and powerless towards Ning Qiuyang.

"Very well, you're the first person to dare speak to me like that." Bibi Dong said coldly, "I ask you, what is your purpose in coming to Wuhun City?"

Although Bibi Dong is somewhat crazy, she hasn't completely lost her mind yet.

It would indeed be beneath his dignity to argue with Qian Renxue so unrestrainedly in front of Ning Qiuyang, who is barely considered a junior.

She asked Ghost Douluo to bring Ning Qiuyang here, partly because she secretly disapproved of the relationship between Ning Qiuyang and Qian Renxue, and partly because she wanted to know the reason why Ning Qiuyang had come to Wuhun City this time.

She hadn't forgotten how much trouble Ning Qiuyang had caused Wuhun City when he last came here.

Although Bibi Dong never mentioned this to anyone, she kept it in her heart.

Now that Qian Renxue has taken control of the Offering Hall, if the two of them join forces, even if she is very strong individually, she will be in great trouble.

Even... Bibi Dong was unwilling to admit that she was actually somewhat apprehensive.

If Qian Renxue and Ning Qiuyang join forces against her, they could very well take away her papacy.

"I came to Wuhun City for only one thing," Ning Qiuyang said calmly.

"Handling affairs? All affairs in Martial Soul City are the responsibility of the Martial Soul Hall. To put it more bluntly, they are under my control. No one can act recklessly in Martial Soul City, and you are no exception."

The more indifferent Ning Qiuyang was, the more irritating it became to Bibi Dong.

Her strength far surpasses that of Qian Xunji back then, yet Ning Qiuyang can speak eloquently and fearlessly in front of her, even subtly gaining the upper hand.

But then, thinking back to Yu Xiaogang who left without saying goodbye back then, even if Bibi Dong had a strong ability to beautify Yu Xiaogang, under such a stark contrast, she couldn't help but feel that the gap was too big.

"What do you mean by acting recklessly?" Qian Renxue said, "Ning Qiuyang is my... very, very good friend. I invited him to Wuhun City. Do I need your permission?"

Bibi Dong felt that sending Ning Qiuyang was a mistake.

Bibi Dong found Qian Renxue's actions in protecting Ning Qiuyang increasingly irritating.

She defended Yu Xiaogang in the same way back then.

The difference is that she is always the one giving, while Yu Xiaogang is always the one enjoying the benefits and avoiding the difficulties.

Between Ning Qiuyang and Qian Renxue, she saw that Qian Renxue's efforts were not one-sided, and she always received a response from Ning Qiuyang.

At that moment, she suddenly felt somewhat disheartened.

"Ning Qiuyang, if you want to stay in Wuhun City, I, the Pope, will not stop you, but you must remember that Wuhun City is my Wuhun City."

Just as Qian Renxue was about to retort, Ning Qiuyang grasped her hand.

Ning Qiuyang didn't like listening to pointless arguments, which were neither meaningful nor effective, especially against Bibi Dong, who was not mentally stable.

"If that's all you wanted to say, now that you've finished, we won't keep you company any longer."

After saying that, Ning Qiuyang ignored Bibi Dong's attitude and led Qian Renxue out of the Papal Palace.

Even after the two emerged from the shadows into the light, Bibi Dong, who remained in the shadows, did not utter a word.

But her heart was once again riddled with holes, as if evil spirits were tearing at her soul.

"Rakshasa God, Rakshasa God, get out here!"

Bibi Dong screamed wildly in her own spiritual sea.

Just then, the Rakshasa God, whom Bibi Dong no longer cared about much, surprisingly responded.

"Your divine test is not yet complete, why are you calling upon me?"

Bibi Dong angrily said, "Your divine exam is utter garbage. Not to mention the difficulty, other people's divine exams have generous rewards that allow them to improve their strength by leaps and bounds. But you, what use is your divine exam?"

Bibi Dong unleashed all the pent-up frustration she had accumulated over the years.

Without the Rakshasa God's test, with her talent, even if she couldn't become a god, her strength as a level 99 Limit Douluo would still be real.

Since the Rakshasa God Trial came into her life, she has not gained much benefit; on the contrary, she has been constantly bound by the trial.

The Rakshasa God showed no embarrassment whatsoever: "If you want to inherit the Rakshasa God's position, you must endure these things. Of course, you also have another option."

Bibi Dong had long known that the Rakshasa God was not a positive deity, and she couldn't give it up even if she wanted to.

“Say it, I’ve had enough.”

“It’s very simple.” The sinister and eerie voice of the Rakshasa God echoed in Bibi Dong’s mind.

"When you first activated the Divine Trial, you devoured the soul of an angelic martial soul owner. If you were to devour another one, to be precise, the soul of that angelic martial soul owner you just encountered, you could directly pass the remaining Divine Trials. You would then be just one step away from officially becoming the Rakshasa God."

"How about that? I'm very kind, aren't I?"

Bibi Dong's face was ashen.

"Get out, get out of here."

(End of this chapter)