"Your Majesty, how can the leader of the Spirit Hall be a Limit Douluo!"
"Didn't the evil soul masters say it's impossible to have supreme powerhouses? Even becoming a Titled Douluo is extremely difficult for them, with a probability of only one in a billion compared to ordinary soul masters."
Wang Zhong was truly astonished. The existence of the Spirit Hall's leader seemed to fundamentally shatter the inherent perception of evil soul masters.
"This is merely my conjecture."
Bibi Dong pursed her lips, her expression complex.
"A long time ago, the Spirit Hall launched an 'Operation Cleanse Evil' with the goal of completely destroying the Spirit Hall organization."
"Although we captured a large number of evil soul masters during this operation, executing many and imprisoning others, we ultimately failed!"
"Because in the Spirit Hall's base, all the Titled Douluo, including their leader, vanished as if they had evaporated from existence."
"Then, about half a year after that operation, within the grand hall of Elder Qian Daoliu, the Arbitrator of Spirit Hall City, an extremely terrifying soul force shockwave suddenly erupted."
"That shockwave flattened the entire Arbitration Hall. When all the elders and venerated elders of the Spirit Hall rushed to the scene, Qian Daoliu, the Limit Douluo who was known as invincible in the sky, had his martial soul shattered, his body covered in blood. He stared eastward with eyes full of hatred and killing intent, uttering the words 'Spirit Hall's leader'."
"At that time, Qian Daoliu's condition and the words he spoke captured everyone's attention. However, I saw something beyond hatred and killing intent in his eyes: fear and dread!"
"For a Limit Douluo to experience such emotions, only another Limit Douluo could be responsible!"
As she spoke, Bibi Dong cupped her cheeks, displaying a deeply troubled expression, then continued.
"In fact, the Spirit Hall has existed for longer than the Spirit Hall itself. Its existence can even be traced back before the birth of the Angel martial soul."
"And the terms 'Spirit Hall' and 'Spirit Hall's leader' have been passed down from ancient times to the present."
"What's more, the strangest thing is that no one has ever seen the true body or face of the Spirit Hall's leader. The elders of the Spirit Hall die and are replaced, only to die again. But the position of leader has never been mentioned as having been replaced by anyone from the Spirit Hall."
Wang Zhong immediately felt uneasy and stammered, "Your Majesty, you don't mean to say that the Spirit Hall's leader has been alive since ancient times, do you!"
"A single person, no, a soul master can live that long!"
Seeing Wang Zhong's stunned expression, Bibi Dong smiled, pinched his cheek, and chuckled.
"Generally speaking, it's impossible. Just like the title of Clear Sky Douluo, which is always inherited by the strongest person in the sect. The position and title of the Spirit Hall's leader should be the same."
"It's just that they are too well-hidden, and we cannot probe them to gather information."
Taking a deep breath, Wang Zhong's hanging heart finally relaxed.
He had made an oath with Hu Liena that the elder Gui Yao of the Spirit Hall must die. In the process, he would inevitably clash with the Spirit Hall, and might even face their leader.
If that person had truly lived for an unknown number of years, how terrifying would their strength be? Even if Wang Zhong and Hu Liena both reached the Titled Douluo realm, they wouldn't be a match for a single hand of such a being.
"Of course, these are all my conjectures."
"I have an even more terrifying conjecture. Do you want to hear it!"
Bibi Dong narrowed her wine-red eyes, smiling enchantingly.
Wang Zhong was in a dilemma. They had already said it was a terrifying conjecture, so it must be something extremely significant. If he listened, it would only add to his troubles with no apparent benefit.
But if he refused, the person before him was the Pope. Although she was being approachable now, treating her like an ordinary neighbor might be seen as disrespectful.
After some thought, Wang Zhong said with a dry laugh, "Yes, Your Majesty, how could I not want to hear it!"
Bibi Dong shot Wang Zhong a glare, her demeanor exuding both charm and playful reproach.
"Not sincere at all. Your reluctant expression leaves no desire to speak."
"Alas, I wanted to tell a certain little fellow that perhaps the Spirit Hall's leader has truly been one person from beginning to end. And because that person has become a god, they are immortal and ageless."
"But since he doesn't want to hear it now, I won't say it."
Lightly leaping from the rock, Bibi Dong walked away with her hands behind her back, her gaze filled with teasing and mischief. She paid no mind to Wang Zhong's miserable expression, her steps light as she headed out of the forest.
"Alright, we've been out long enough today. It's time to go back."
"See you next time, little one."
At these words, Wang Zhong's face grew even more bitter.
"Yes, Your esteemed Majesty."
After Bibi Dong's figure completely disappeared, Wang Zhong slumped his shoulders and sighed, "Alas, there will be a next time!"
"I really want to move! But where can I go? The entire academy belongs to the Pope!"
No matter how approachable Bibi Dong appeared, her status remained something that all found difficult to treat with a casual attitude. Even Titled Douluo were no exception, let alone Wang Zhong.
Furthermore, although Bibi Dong's tone and demeanor towards Wang Zhong now were casual, Wang Zhong could feel a very obvious dissonance.
This dissonance was not fake, nor was it an attempt to get close with ulterior motives. If one had to describe this dissonance with a single word, it would be: incomplete!
Yes, incomplete!
Wang Zhong felt from the bottom of his heart that the Pope he met today seemed to have had certain parts of her forcibly severed compared to the Pope of the past, becoming incomplete.
This incompleteness made Wang Zhong feel an unreleased sense of oppression when interacting with her, no matter how amiable or gentle Bibi Dong behaved. He even had the impulse to escape from her presence.
"Alas, forget it."
"Whenever Your Majesty wishes to visit, so be it."
"I will neither offend, nor flatter, nor refuse. I will diligently carry out my daily training and remain respectful towards her. That should be enough."
Wang Zhong scratched his head, contemplating his future interactions with Bibi Dong.
Meanwhile, deep within the forest, Bibi Dong's gaze seemed to penetrate all the trees and obstacles before her. She even heard Wang Zhong's words.
"It seems the first contact did not achieve the expected results."
"That little fellow did not feel closer due to my amiability and approachability. Instead, he wanted to escape."
"Is it because it was our first meeting, and he cannot adapt to my sudden personality change, or is it for some other reason?"
With her hands behind her back, Bibi Dong furrowed her brows, lost in thought.
Spiderwebs need anchor points to be woven. Without anchor points, a spiderweb cannot trap prey for long and will be easily broken free.
"Sincere emotions, without a target as a basis for judgment, then all emotions are actually false."
"Ying Yanyang, are you saying these words to me!"
Bibi Dong looked up at the sky, her eyes closed. As if thinking of something, her expression became somewhat desolate.
"I am no longer the Bibi Dong you once knew!"