Chapter 2 Bibi Dong, the Target of Everyone's Criticism, His Holiness the Pope Breaks Down!
Looking at this string of familiar yet ridiculous nicknames, Lu Ming had a pretty good idea of who these people were.
That's interesting, so very interesting.
Without the slightest hesitation, he quickly came up with a domineering nickname for himself.
[Lu Tiandi (Group Owner)]
Immediately afterwards, he sent his first message as the group admin.
[Lu Tiandi (Group Owner): Everyone, come out and say hi, let's get to know each other!]
[...]
His words were like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, instantly creating huge waves.
As soon as the words were spoken, the same unfamiliar voice echoed in the minds of the other female characters in the chat group, who came from different times and different factions.
They were immediately shocked by this sudden turn of events.
The chat group, which had been silent, suddenly erupted in excitement.
...
Wuhun City, Papal Palace.
Inside the magnificent yet empty hall, only one stunningly beautiful figure leaned against the ornate papal throne.
Bibi Dong wore a purple robe inlaid with gold patterns, looking noble and elegant.
At the slit of the robe, a pair of slender, jade-like legs encased in purple stockings were casually crossed, outlining a breathtaking curve, as perfect as the most outstanding work of art by a deity.
She held a cup of steaming black tea, leaning back lazily in her chair, her purple phoenix eyes slightly narrowed as she enjoyed this rare moment of tranquility.
As the supreme ruler of the Spirit Hall, she had long been accustomed to the loneliness of being at the top.
Just then, a mechanical voice rang in her mind.
"Huh?"
Bibi Dong's phoenix eyes suddenly opened, a hint of surprise appearing on her flawless face.
"Chat group? What is this?!"
Startled, the white porcelain teacup in her hand tilted slightly, spilling the warm tea and soaking the purple robe on her chest.
The thin fabric, soaked with liquid, clung tightly to her stunning curves.
The glimpse of a large expanse of snow-white, delicate skin beneath adds a touch of stunning allure.
Meanwhile, there was already activity in that so-called chat group.
[Little Witch: A chat group? What kind of novel soul tool is this? I've never heard of it in my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.]
[My cat is white and big: Ugh, it's so annoying, my cat has gotten bigger again?!]
[The cutest bunny: I was digging for carrots, digging and digging, and then I dug up this thing! Where did my huge carrot go?]
[Poison Fairy: I'm so sad, Grandpa failed to cure my snake venom again. Wait, what's this chat group?]
As she watched the information constantly updating on the mirror, Bibi Dong's gaze quickly shifted from initial shock to scrutiny and inquiry.
She truly lived up to her title as Pope; her mind was exceptional, and she calmed down in a short time.
This thing seems to be a peculiar entity that can transcend space and allow different people to communicate instantly.
It is far more mysterious than any known soul tool.
She gracefully extended her jade-like fingers and gently wiped the water stains from her lapel. Her crossed legs shifted position, making the view beneath her skirt even more alluring.
Please enter your group name.
Bibi Dong's lips curled into a faint smile befitting a person in a superior position. With a slight thought, she entered the title that represented supreme power.
[The Pope]
After doing all that, she turned her attention to the message sent by the group admin.
Emperor Lu Tian? What an arrogant tone.
Want to get to know each other?
A hint of disdain and arrogance flashed in Bibi Dong's eyes.
[Your Holiness the Pope: You know me? You dare to know me?!]
Her words, filled with condescending authority, exploded like a thunderclap in the group chat.
The other group members, who were initially confused and curious about this novel thing, were instantly stunned by the message.
There is only one person in the entire Douluo Continent who can so confidently call himself "His Holiness the Pope"!
Bibi Dong, the current Pope of the Spirit Hall!
The silence lasted only a moment before it was overwhelmed by even more vehement words.
[The cutest bunny: Bibi Dong, aren't you a bad woman? The bad woman who killed my mother!]
In Tian Dou City, Xiao Wu, who had transformed into human form, had eyes filled with deep-seated hatred.
[Gentle Fire Dragon: As expected of Bibi Dong, that ugly woman nobody wanted. Besides putting on airs, what else can she do?]
[I don't have a mother: Bibi Dong? Ha, how impressive. Anyone who didn't know better would really think you're the true master of the Spirit Hall.]
[I have no mother: What a pity, you only got the papacy because Qian Daoliu took pity on you.]
The core of the Spirit Hall will always be the Hall of Offerings. Those Title Douluos, you try commanding even one of them!
Qian Renxue's words pierced Bibi Dong's deepest pain.
[Little Witch: Wow, so the Pope is really that embarrassed? I thought he was so powerful!]
[Poison Fairy: ...]
My son is not a bastard: ...
The group's merciless sabotage and ridicule caused Bibi Dong's face to darken instantly.
The languid atmosphere inside the Papal Palace had vanished completely.
Bibi Dong slowly sat up straight, her phoenix eyes, which had been smiling, now filled with a chilling aura.
These cowardly fellows dared to humiliate her like this!
A gentle fire dragon?
I don't have a mother?
Who are these people?!
...
Martial Soul City, Martial Soul Academy's advanced student dormitory.
Hu Liena was lying on her side on the soft, large bed.
She was wearing only a loose silk nightgown, which outlined the girl's already developing curves.
Her long hair cascaded down her pillow like a waterfall, and her fox-like, alluring eyes curiously examined the virtual mirror in front of her.
"His Holiness the Pope? Bibi Dong? Is she my teacher?"
When Hu Liena saw the vile insults in the group chat, her eyebrows furrowed and anger immediately surfaced on her face.
In her heart, her teacher Bibi Dong was a sacred and inviolable being, the person she respected most.
She couldn't tolerate anyone slandering her teacher like that!
[The most innocent fox: How can you say that about Her Majesty the Pope! She's a good person!]
Hu Liena's defense, however, was like pouring cold water into boiling oil, instantly drawing even fiercer ridicule.
[Little Witch: Oh, here comes the floor cleaner. Little sister, you've been fooled, haven't you?]
[Gentle Fire Dragon: A good person? Hahaha, that's the funniest joke I've heard all year! If she's a good person, pigs can fly!]
[The cutest bunny: She's a big bad guy!]
Inside the Papal Palace, Bibi Dong looked at the messages in the group chat, her knuckles turning white from gripping the armrest so tightly.
She was not only angry at the insults, but also felt a warm current rise in her heart because of Hu Liena's protection, which was then replaced by doubled anger.
[Your Holiness: A bunch of ants who only know how to hide in the shadows! Don't let me find you! Otherwise, I will tear you to pieces!]
[Your Holiness the Pope: @I don't have a mother, especially you, you deserve to be motherless! She deserves to die!]
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(End of chapter)