13: Chapter 13 Bibi Dong: How dare you!!

Hearing the number 'one hundred thousand,' Qin Feng's fingers paused slightly.

Seeing this, Luo Cheng was delighted and continued to raise the stakes:

"If you can win the match, the prize money doubles tenfold! One million gold coin! Plus, our Great Spirit Arena owes you a favor!"

One million!

Qin Feng's heart suddenly pounded.

He was an orphan who grew up relying on handouts; the gold coin in his pocket had never exceeded four digits.

What did one million gold coin represent?

In this world, it was enough to allow him to live an extremely luxurious life and purchase the best cultivation resources.

How many top-grade medicinal herbs could this money buy?

Although Qin Feng was somewhat tempted, he maintained his appearance of a detached, superior master on the surface.

He slowly raised his head, his gaze fixed directly on Luo Cheng.

Then, he shook his head.

The smile on Luo Cheng's face instantly froze.

"Captain Qin, this... one million gold coin is already an astronomical price. Is it still not enough?"

He truly hadn't expected a teenager to remain unmoved in the face of a massive sum like one million.

Qin Feng leaned back slightly against the chair, a playful curve lifting the corner of his mouth.

"Director Luo, those Shrek people are not easy to deal with."

"This little money won't make me risk my life for you."

As he spoke, he held up two fingers and gently rubbed them together.

"The price needs to go up!"

... The evening arrived, the setting sun looked like blood.

Qin Feng left the teaching building and walked alone on the path back to the dormitory.

The usually noisy campus would fall into a brief silence as he passed by.

Those noble students who were usually arrogant and looked down on everyone now regarded Qin Feng as if they were mice seeing a cat, their eyes full of awe.

Passing students consciously retreated to the sides of the road, clearing a wide path for him.

"Look quickly, that's Qin Feng!"

"Shh! Keep it down! That's the fierce person who could send Yu Tianheng flying with a single palm strike!"

"So cool, I heard he is the new captain of the team now..."

Qin Feng listened to the surrounding whispers without any emotional ripple.

Strength reigns supreme; this was the most naked law of the Douluo Continent.

Returning to his residence, Qin Feng closed the door and casually summoned the seemingly ordinary diary.

Since the 'Shrek Seven Devils' delivered themselves to his door, how could he not write something down, considering those walking experience packs?

He picked up his brush and began writing.

... In the Supreme Pontiff Palace, the sleeping quarters.

Bibi Dong was reclining lazily on the Pope's Chair, which symbolized supreme authority.

She was not wearing her heavy Pope's robes, but a purple silk nightgown, the collar slightly open, revealing a startling expanse of snow-white skin.

Her long, straight, beautiful legs were casually draped over the armrest, her skin as white as snow and crystal clear, emitting an ivory luster under the soft Spirit Tool lighting.

Her light purple eyes were currently scanning the copy of the diary in her hand absentmindedly.

She had been handling official duties all day, yet the utterly treasonous content of this diary kept surfacing in her mind from time to time.

Suddenly, the diary flickered with a faint light, and new handwriting began to appear.

Bibi Dong's beautiful eyes narrowed, and she sat up straight.

["Unexpectedly, some accidents happened. My opponent turned out to be Yu Tianheng. I don't know what's going on?"]

["But it doesn't matter. Even if it's Yu Tianheng, he is completely no match for me."]

["That big simpleton actually wanted to compete with me in physical strength? He's simply courting death. I naturally became the captain of the Heaven Dou Royal Team."]

Reading this, the corner of Bibi Dong's mouth curved slightly, revealing a hint of surprise.

"This kid does have some ability."

Yu Tianheng, as the direct descendant of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, was absolutely top-tier among his peers in terms of strength.

Qin Feng being able to defeat him, and winning so easily based on his tone, was enough to prove his extraordinary strength.

But the following content made the expression on Bibi Dong's face freeze.

["And forget about Yu Tianheng, even if Bibi Dong came, she wouldn't be able to do anything about my Flying Thunder God Technique."]

["But for now, I'll develop stealthily. In a month at most, I will severely slap Bibi Dong."]

"Insolent!!"

Bibi Dong shot upright, placing down her crossed legs.

Her bare feet stepped onto the cold marble floor; the chill momentarily helped her calm down slightly, but her chest was still heaving violently.

She, the dignified Pope of the Spirit Hall, an unparalleled expert standing at the pinnacle of the continent, was being treated with such contempt by a mere teenager?

"Flying Thunder God Technique?"

Bibi Dong's brows knitted tightly. This term was too unfamiliar to her.

She had been fighting in the Spirit Master world for many years and had never heard of a Spirit Skill or cultivation method with this name.

Could it be some powerful space-type Spirit Skill?

"Even I can't do anything to him?"

Bibi Dong let out a cold laugh, a sharp glint flashing in her eyes.

This Qin Feng was too arrogant. Did he really think that some fortunate encounter allowed him to act lawlessly?

But what truly filled her with shame and annoyance was the latter sentence.

Severely slap her?

How would he slap her?

Scenes of outrageous acts targeting her, previously mentioned in Qin Feng's diary, involuntarily surfaced in Bibi Dong's mind.

This scoundrel always described the means he would use against her in such a vulgar manner.

Especially when she recalled Qin Feng swearing in the diary that he would humiliate her in front of Yu Xiaogang, a blush involuntarily spread across her beautiful face.

"Utterly vulgar!"

Bibi Dong gritted her silver teeth and heavily slammed the diary in her hand onto the desk.

However, mixed within her shame and annoyance, there seemed to be a trace of hard-to-detect strangeness.

This kid was actually confident that he could surpass her in a month?

One month?

Even if a deity descended, it would be impossible for a Soul Ancestor to gain the strength to contend with a Limit Douluo in just one month.

"I'd like to see what you'll use to slap me in a month."

... In the Crown Prince's sleeping quarters in Heaven Dou City.

Qian Renxue was currently sitting in front of her desk, reading a secret report by the bright candlelight, with the "Qin Feng diary" spread open beside her.

Seeing the description of Qin Feng instantly defeating Yu Tianheng and seizing the captain's position, unlike Bibi Dong's emotional reaction, she fell into deep thought.

"Even Yu Tianheng lost..."

Qian Renxue tapped the tabletop lightly with her finger, creating a rhythmic sound.

Having been undercover in Heaven Dou for many years, she was intimately familiar with the situation at the Heaven Dou Royal Academy.

Although Yu Tianheng was young, relying on the dominance of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Spirit, he was virtually unmatched among his peers.

Qin Feng being able to win meant his combat power already far exceeded the scope of a Soul Ancestor.

"Flying Thunder God Technique... Even that woman can't deal with him?"

Qian Renxue's eyes flickered.

She understood Bibi Dong's strength too well; it was truly unfathomable.

If Qin Feng wasn't lying, then this so-called 'Flying Thunder God' must be some extremely heaven-defying life-saving divine skill.

"I originally planned to use some means to control him if he proved disobedient."