240: Chapter 240 Hehehe~ Lingling

In the great hall, there were only the sounds of two people breathing softly; Su Wen tried to keep his breathing as light as possible.

He knew clearly in his heart.

It was already not easy for Bibi Dong to sit on the popes chair to this extent.

If things went too far, she would likely refuse immediately.

"Hmm?"

Bibi Dong's eyelashes trembled slightly, her eyes seemingly on the verge of opening.

As a Titled Douluo, she had already sensed someone approaching from outside.

This aura...

Qian Daoliu.

What was he doing here?

Bibi Dong's vermilion lips parted slightly, and she almost couldn't help but make a sound, but fortunately, she restrained herself in time.

"Your Holiness the Supreme Pontiff, the High Priest wishes to see you!"

A voice suddenly came from outside the hall.

Su Wen was also startled.

Qian Daoliu had actually come over.

He quickened his movements.

As the doors of the Supreme Pontiff Palace slowly opened, Qian Daoliu walked in to see Bibi Dong lying lazily on the chair, with Su Wen standing beside her.

Qian Daoliu watched the two of them getting along harmoniously.

His heart was also filled with complex emotions.

If only the one standing beside him was Xiao Xue!

His brow suddenly furrowed, as if sensing something was amiss.

Bibi Dong suppressed her emotions and asked calmly, "What brings the High Priest to my place today?"

Qian Daoliu glanced at Su Wen, who immediately understood he was extra.

"Teacher, then I shall take my leave first!"

Seeing Bibi Dong nod slightly, Su Wen tactfully withdrew.

As soon as he left, Qian Daoliu spoke, "Bibi Dong, do you intend for your Disciple to become the next Supreme Pontiff?"

Bibi Dong's eyes narrowed slightly, a faint flush on her face, yet it didn't diminish the majesty she possessed as the Supreme Pontiff in the slightest.

"High Priest, are you trying to tell me that you are prepared to support Xiao Wen in becoming the Supreme Pontiff?"

"You could understand it that way, but there is one condition. If possible, it would be a good thing for you, for Xiao Xue, and for our Spirit Hall."

Qian Daoliu's words made Bibi Dong very curious: "What condition?"

"Xue'er, do you still remember? How old is she this year?"

At the mention of Qian Renxue, Bibi Dong's expression soured, and the interest she had just felt vanished instantly. "If the High Priest wishes to speak of such boring matters, you should return to your Hall of Worship. This Supreme Pontiff has no time to waste with you here!"

"Xue'er has reached the age for marriage, and your Disciple, Bibi Dong, has also reached that age. I want them to try interacting. What do you think..."

Qian Daoliu continued talking to himself, not noticing the drastic change in Bibi Dong's expression at all.

"As a Seraphim, Xue'er possesses an Innate Soul Power of level twenty!"

"Su Wen possesses the Wedding Dress Ghost Emperor Martial Soul, a rather mysterious Spirit on the continent, and is Innate level ten."

"Their union might even give birth to offspring with twin spirits."

"Likewise, we would no longer need to fight over the next Supreme Pontiff."

"Bibi Dong, this is the best choice."

"If you are willing, I am prepared to personally play matchmaker for them."

Bibi Dong refused outright: "Impossible!"

"Why?"

Qian Daoliu's expression also darkened; Bibi Dong's refusal was far too blunt!

Bibi Dong sneered, "Qian Daoliu, do you think doing this will make the past go away? It won't... Furthermore, I will not allow you to set your sights on Xiao Wen."

Qian Daoliu looked at Bibi Dong quietly, not moving for a long time as if trying to discern something. Eventually, he sighed and turned to leave.

"Bibi Dong, then you'd better look out for yourself!"

"I will not allow the position of Supreme Pontiff to fall into the hands of an outsider again, especially one with such an extremely evil Spirit."

"Although I have retired, for the sake of Xue'er, it's not impossible for me, the Angel Douluo, to emerge once more!"

Bibi Dong's fingers tapped lightly on the popes chair, her eyes filled with complexity.

After a long while, she stood up.

Her magnificent Supreme Pontiff robes were damp.

The popes chair was even stained with quite a bit of sweat.

Seeing this, a flash of bashfulness crossed Bibi Dong's face.

With a gentle wave of her jade-like hand, she used Soul Power to clear away the traces.

...

"Greetings, Your Holiness the Supreme Pontiff!"

Nangong Yu bowed and waited for instructions.

"Xiao Wen wants to go out for training. After thinking it over, I've decided to let him go."

"As a Spirit Emperor, he dares to go alone, saying he doesn't need an Elder's company. He is confident, and I am gratified, but I do not agree. I fear he might run into those old fogies."

"You will follow him in secret for now; do not let Xiao Wen know."

Bibi Dong thought of the Titled Douluo in the Elder Palace; currently, only Rain Douluo was suitable.

Ghost Douluo and Chrysanthemum Douluo were too famous outside. Wherever they appeared, other factions would surely think Spirit Hall was on a major mission, which would bring trouble to Xiao Wen.

Rain Douluo's identity was relatively secret, and as a control system Titled Douluo, she was extremely difficult to deal with. Moreover, she had a special ability that allowed her to retreat safely even when facing veteran Douluo.

"This subordinate is willing."

Bibi Dong nodded, her tone suddenly turning cold. "Keep an eye on his life; don't let any strange people get close to him."

Nangong Yu's gaze was somewhat odd. She seemed to understand, yet also didn't. What kind of people did "strange" refer to?

Bibi Dong waved her hand. "You can go prepare now. He should be leaving Spirit City tomorrow."

"Yes!"

Just as Nangong Yu was about to leave, Bibi Dong suddenly added, "Keep an eye on the Saintess. Do not let the Saintess and Xiao Wen be alone together, especially in the dead of night. You must watch them closely..."

Huh?

Nangong Yu was inwardly confused. Logically, the Saintess and the Saint should be allowed to interact properly.

If they could unite, it would definitely be a great joy for Spirit Hall.

She was puzzled but still replied respectfully, "Yes, Your Holiness the Supreme Pontiff!"

The night was deep and quiet.

Tian Yue arrived at the Holy Sons Palace early, her face full of excitement.

Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling also appeared here together.

When the three met, their expressions were stunned for a moment.

"Jie jie jie~ Lingling, Yanzi, are you afraid the Boss will run away?"

"Yueer, it's still a long time until dawn. You're too early!"

Dugu Yan pointed at the moon.

Ye Lingling pursed her lips and smiled, being the first to enter the Holy Sons Palace.

Hu Liena was lying on a lounge chair, gazing at the starry sky. Seeing the three arrive, she casually pointed to the side.

Tian Yue grunted as she stepped forward and spread a sleeping mat on the ground. "Fox Spirit, you're quite fast. Are you afraid the Boss will run away? Or were you kicked out by the Boss?"

Inside the room, Su Wen was speechless upon hearing the commotion outside.

They all came so early; he hadn't even enjoyed himself yet.

"Xiao Wen, do you really not need me to follow?"

Bi Ji held her chest, looking up at Su Wen.

She lived up to her name, her snow-white cheeks tinged with a faint pink.

With every massage.

The tips of Bi Ji's ears turned a bit redder.

"No need. If you all follow, it wouldn't be called training."

"If I know there's a Titled Douluo protecting me, I won't be able to know where my potential lies!"

Su Wen twisted his waist a few times and tilted his head back comfortably.

Those guys outside are really noisy!