Douluo: My Spirit is Fallen Angel

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Nine years had passed since Bibi Dong was placed under house arrest following the assassination attempt on Qian Xunji. Finally, she stepped out of her residence, shielding her eyes instinctively from the harsh sunlight.

Bibi Dong's gaze turned towards the Hall of Worship. Her eyes narrowed, and she muttered, "Nine years... nine long years... At last, I, Bibi Dong, am free. Do those old fools think I'm nothing more than a mere tool to help that bastard take over? Do they think they can control me as they please? How laughable."

She clenched her fists and continued, "I will show you all how I, Bibi Dong, will completely destroy the Spirit Hall."

Her three months as acting pope had given her valuable experience, and her plan to destroy the Spirit Hall was clear in three steps.

First, she must publicly show loyalty to the old fools who remained loyal to the Qian family. She would build up the strength of the Spirit Hall, expanding its ranks of Soul Masters and restoring its undoubted prestige, making it stronger than ever.

Second, she would destroy the reputation the Spirit Hall had built up over centuries. Ruining its reputation was no simple task. She could promote a few treacherous Soul Masters as leaders of the Spirit Hall's branch halls across the continent. These puppets, with unchecked authority and no oversight, would quickly succumb to indulgence and corruption. As they sank into decadence, the Spirit Hall's reputation would slowly crumble.

At the Hall of Worship and the Elder Hall, the Titled Douluo mostly kept to themselves, living in retirement while cultivating and growing old in peace. As long as the administration of Spirit Hall remained orderly, the leaders of the Spirit Hall's branches would never know or care about the mess their branches had become, especially when she ensured that no word of their corruption reached the headquarters.

Third, she would place Spirit Hall at odds with every major power on the continent, making it the enemy of all. This would bring the full wrath of every other power upon them, leading to the inevitable collapse of Spirit Hall.

"Angel Clan, you claim to be the guardians of the continent, but I, Bibi Dong, will make you the enemies of every power across the land," Bibi Dong sneered. "Let's see what happens to your so-called faith in the Angel God when you're surrounded by the fury of all the continent's forces."

Bibi Dong's face twisted with a sickly grin as she headed towards the Pope's Palace, thinking about what Qian Xunji had said—the death of Qian Renxue at the hands of the King of Slaughter. Her eyes narrowed once more. "That bastard is dead? How fortunate. I should thank the King of Slaughter for helping me rid myself of one more disgrace. The next time I visit the King of Slaughter, I'll make sure he accompanies that bastard to the underworld."

To Bibi Dong, Qian Renxue was a stain on her life, someone she wanted gone more than anything. However, she had been unable to take action herself, and with the King of Slaughter doing the deed, she could both feel grateful and resentful. After all, despite everything, Qian Renxue was still a part of her, a piece of flesh from her body.

She donned the Pope's robes and arrived at the Pope's Palace, where Ju Gui Douluo was already waiting for her. They had long known about the changes in Spirit Hall.

"Greetings, Your Holiness!" Ju Gui Douluo kneeled on one knee, respectfully addressing her.

Bibi Dong nodded slightly and spoke coldly, "Ju Elder, Gui Elder, my cultivation has already reached level 90. I now need the ninth soul ring to break through to Titled Douluo. I hope you will accompany me to the Star Dou Forest to hunt soul beasts."

Ju Gui Douluo exchanged glances, then replied in unison, "Your Holiness, the task the previous Pope assigned to us is not yet complete. We apologize for the delay."

Bibi Dong furrowed her brow, about to ask what task they were referring to, but before she could speak, Ju Gui Douluo and Gui Douluo suddenly disappeared from the Pope's Palace. As Titled Douluo, they were not afraid of Bibi Dong, especially when the previous Pope had explicitly said they were not to help her obtain a soul ring. They had no reason to show any respect.

With a loud crash, Bibi Dong slammed the Pope's scepter into the floor, shattering the stone beneath her. Her forehead tensed with veins, her rage bubbling over. How could she not understand? Qian Xunji didn't want anyone helping her break through to Titled Douluo. He wanted her stuck at level 90, unable to move forward. He intended for her to remain in this stagnant state forever, unable to make any progress.

In her rage, Bibi Dong kicked the Pope's chair where Qian Xunji had been sitting, shattering it into pieces. An overwhelming sense of helplessness surged within her. Without anyone to protect her, what use was her talent? She couldn't even dare to absorb a soul ring.

"Heh, Bibi Dong," a deep, hoarse, yet magnetic female voice echoed through the room.

Bibi Dong seemed unfazed, her tone cold. "Raksasa God, if you have nothing important to say, get lost. I don't want to hear your nonsense."

Raksasa God remained calm and unbothered. "Bibi Dong, do you crave power? I can help you."

At the mention of help, Bibi Dong sneered. "Help me? Are you joking? I've been locked up by that bastard Qian Xunji for so long, where were you? And now you have the audacity to say you'll help me?"

Raksasa God replied, "There are rules in the Divine Realm. Unless the heir is in imminent danger, I cannot intervene. Spirit Hall is, after all, the domain of that woman who died centuries ago. It's only because she died that you, as my successor, can stay in Spirit Hall, waiting for the opportunity to devour her descendants."

"But her divine servants are still here. If I intervene and they discover it, how will you ever be able to devour the soul of the Six-Winged Angel Soul Master?"

Bibi Dong fell silent.

Raksasa God continued, "In my opinion, you should have tricked that little girl, Qian Renxue, earlier and devoured her. After all, she's just another disgrace."

Bibi Dong's voice turned icy. "Shut up. If I could have done it, I would have. I just can't bring myself to do it."

"Foolish compassion," Raksasa God scoffed.

"Bibi Dong, although I can't directly help you, I can still lend a hand. When you absorb a soul ring, I can release some divine might to drive the soul beasts away. But hunting the soul beasts will be up to you."

Bibi Dong's eyes finally brightened. "Hunting soul beasts is child's play for me. My Death Spider Emperor's poison can slowly kill any soul beast."

"However, I must warn you. Even though that old woman, the Angel God, is dead and can no longer protect Spirit Hall, the new heir capable of inheriting the Angel God's power has most likely already been born."

Bibi Dong's pupils shrank. "Qian Renxue."

Raksasa God spoke with a grim tone. "Yes. You must keep her away from the Spirit Hall. If she reaches the required level and accepts the Angel God's trial, it won't be long before she becomes the new Angel God. With the High Priest as her guide and the sacrificial offering to open the divine temple, her ascent to godhood will far outpace yours. Once she undergoes the trial, you'll have no chance for revenge."

"I understand. I will find a way to delay her growth. The Angel God's position, the Angel Clan... I will destroy them all."

Bibi Dong left Spirit Hall, disguised herself, and hired a carriage to head towards the Star Dou Forest. This time, she was determined to break through to Titled Douluo and also complete the soul ring for her second martial spirit. Once she accomplished this, no one in Spirit Hall would be able to control her or use her as a puppet.

(End of Chapter)