Bibi Dong gazed thoughtfully at the scene before her.

Although she had never seen such a strange person before, Bibi Dong's rich combat experience allowed her to face Lin Fan's endless stream of bizarre methods without the slightest fear or trepidation.

On the contrary, Bibi Dong calmly and immediately came up with the reasons and countermeasures.

Lin Fan, hiding in the smoke, nodded slightly. That's more like it!

Bibi Dong, who endured years of hardship to climb to the position of Pope of the Spirit Hall and concealed the fact that she possessed twin martial souls, becoming a Title Douluo, could not possibly be an ordinary Title Douluo.

This made Lin Fan feel even more sorry for Bibi Dong's tragic background.

If we disregard Tang San's cheat codes and the plot, isn't Bibi Dong the chosen one of destiny in this world?

Such a powerful character in the story, yet he could not escape his predetermined fate.

Lin Fan spoke slowly, his voice low and deep: "Your Holiness Pope Bibidon, how about I make a deal with you?"

Bibi Dong's face was expressionless, making it impossible to discern her emotions or thoughts.

He flatly refused Lin Fan, saying, "Huo Yuhao, although you are a genius, you injured an elder of my Spirit Hall, and this matter is absolutely not negotiable!"

Lin Fan sneered and said, "Don't worry, only you and I can hear what I'm saying, so you don't need to pretend anymore, Your Holiness. Aren't you tired?"

A flash of annoyance crossed Bibi Dong's eyes. Just as she was about to lash out, she glanced at Ghost Leopard Douluo, who was not far from her, and Porcupine Douluo, who was recovering from his injuries.

The expressions on their faces suggested that they were genuinely unaware of what was happening in their direction.

Bibi Dong lowered her head slightly, and a glint of light flashed in her eyes in an instant.

He opened his mouth and asked, "What kind of deal do you want to make with me?"

"Genius, Soul Ring."

However, the mere four people caused Bibi Dong's pupils to contract sharply, and her heart to beat faster.

Bibi Dong naturally understood what Lin Fan meant, and combined that with Lin Fan's seven strange 100,000-year soul rings and his formidable combat power.

Could it be?

How could the forces behind him obtain these things?

Otherwise, why have I never seen such people on the mainland?

Moreover, his spirit rings far exceeded the rules for ordinary spirit masters to level up!

Furthermore, what exactly is the power behind him?

How long has this force, unknown even to itself, been lying dormant in the Douluo Continent? And what is its purpose in this sudden resurgence?

Bibi Dong frowned deeply, her heart pounding with fear the more she thought about it.

The identity of the young man before them seemed increasingly unfathomable!

Bibi Dong parted her red lips slightly and slowly asked, "How do you want to trade?"

Lin Fan chuckled and said, "It's very simple. I can implant spirit rings into the geniuses of the Spirit Hall, and I can also cultivate geniuses for the Spirit Hall."

"But the premise is that you need to find suitable candidates and send them to me yourself. And you need to pay a certain amount of compensation."

Sure enough.

After a moment's thought, Bibi Dong understood the conditions and requirements Lin Fan had mentioned.

He asked again, "Spirit rings, are they similar to yours?"

"Hmm! In fact, as long as the reward is generous enough, you can have as many spirit rings under 100,000 years old as you want!"

Bibi Dong's pupils contracted again!

Unable to resist attacking Lin Fan, such shocking words were simply unheard of!

How dare he spout such nonsense?

But looking at Lin Fan slowly emerging from the smoke, and the seven soul rings behind him shimmering with scarlet light.

Bibi Dong hesitated for a moment.

half an hour.

Bibi Dong asked quietly, "What about the 100,000-year-old soul ring?"

"Yes! We need something more valuable."

Qibao Glazed Sect.

Back mountain.

Chrysanthemum Douluo looked at the beautiful young girl standing in front of him with a slightly surprised expression.

She looks so much like Ning Fengzhi, she must be Ning Rongrong, right?

Chrysanthemum Douluo chuckled and was about to step forward to talk to Ning Rongrong.

Ning Rongrong couldn't help but scream when she saw the man who suddenly appeared in front of her with a lewd smile and a frightening appearance!

"Ahhhh!!!"

"Rongrong?!"

"Chrysanthemum Douluo, you're asking for death!!!"

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A fierce attack suddenly slammed into the place where Chrysanthemum Douluo was!

Chrysanthemum Douluo's gaze sharpened slightly, and a dazzling golden light surged from his body.

He casually unleashed a burst of soul power, shattering the attack.

"who?!"

Ning Rongrong's face lit up with joy, and she shouted at the black figure rushing towards them, "Father!!!"

"Rong'er, are you alright? He didn't do anything to you, did he?"

Chrysanthemum Douluo narrowed his eyes slightly; the person who had arrived was none other than Ning Fengzhi.

Ning Fengzhi stood anxiously beside Ning Rongrong, looking her up and down and asking with concern.

Ning Rongrong breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Ning Fengzhi.

Then, looking at Chrysanthemum Douluo, a hint of anger and fear flickered in his eyes.

It's all that pervert's fault! He suddenly appeared and scared me. If Dad hadn't come, I probably would have been arrested by him today!

Immediately, Ning Rongrong's eyes darted around, and her delicate face instantly contorted into a tearful expression.

Sobbing, she pointed at Chrysanthemum Douluo and said, "Waaah, he... he wanted to hit me! Dad, you have to beat him up for me!"

Upon hearing this, Chrysanthemum Douluo's pupils widened in disbelief as he stared at Ning Rongrong, who was earnestly confessing her crimes to Ning Fengzhi with tears streaming down her face.

I felt a tightness in my chest and almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

Although I know that Ning Rongrong in the original novel is spoiled and unreasonable and likes to tease others.

The young lady also has a very bad temper and looks down on everyone.

But how old is Ning Rongrong now?

If someone has such a complicated mind at such a young age, what will they be like when they grow up?

Chrysanthemum Douluo instantly recalled some of the so-called "young ladies" and various "green tea" girls he had encountered in his previous life.

Compared to Ning Rongrong, they are probably nothing but small fry!

Ning Fengzhi looked at Ning Rongrong's appearance with a slight sense of helplessness.

I just checked Ning Rongrong's body, and she really didn't have any injuries.

Besides, how could I not know what kind of person my own daughter is?

This was clearly an attempt to get me to vent my anger for her and teach Chrysanthemum Douluo a lesson.

But why would Chrysanthemum Douluo sneak here and come looking for Ning Rongrong?

Ning Fengzhi stared intently at Chrysanthemum Douluo, and asked in an unfriendly tone, "Hmph! Is this how your Spirit Hall operates? Sneaking around like this, what are you trying to do?!"

Chrysanthemum Douluo glanced at Ning Rongrong, and a thought struck him.

He secretly asked himself: System! Does it mean that just one minute of conversation with Ning Rongrong is enough?

"Yes."

That would be easy!

Chrysanthemum Douluo coughed lightly and said to Ning Fengzhi in a deep voice, "Sect Master Ning, I have no ill intentions. I am only here to see how your daughter Ning Rongrong is aptitude."

Do you take me for a fool?

Upon hearing this, Ning Fengzhi's gaze toward Chrysanthemum Douluo became even more hostile.

Chrysanthemum Douluo smiled mysteriously and said, "Sect Master Ning, do you really want to watch your daughter be limited by the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda's martial soul and unable to improve, just like you?"

"what?!"

Ning Fengzhi was truly persuaded by Chrysanthemum Douluo this time.

Seeing Chrysanthemum Douluo's confident demeanor, he couldn't help but ask, "What do you know? What are you planning to do?"

There is a play!

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