"Your Excellency the Pope, She Long and Ci Tun have surrendered to us."
In the Dean's office, Bibi Dong leaned back in her chair, contemplating how to change her contact with Wang Zhong. Yue Guan, standing before her, brought the joyful news.
Raising her eyes slightly, Bibi Dong nodded, showing no great delight.
For She Long and Ci Tun to remain neutral in the Elder Hall was impossible. She would be the first to forbid it. Henceforth, only one faction could exist: the Pope's faction or the Arbitration Elder's faction.
Gui Bao and Mo Xiong had been favored by Qian Daoliu, who believed they were the most likely to break through the ninety-fifth level and enter the Enshrinement Hall. Because of this, they had implicitly opposed her among the elders.
Before, Bibi Dong could not act freely against the two, as Qian Daoliu was watching. Acting too harshly could lead to a split in the Spirit Hall, which would be a net loss.
Frankly speaking, She Long and Ci Tun had reached their limit, their potential almost exhausted. Without immense fortune, they would remain at level ninety-three for life, let alone break through to level ninety-five and reach the Super Douluo realm to join the Enshrined Elders.
Knowing their promotion was hopeless, it was a foregone conclusion they would lean towards her side, needing only time and an opportunity.
Thus, the matter of She Long and Ci Tun was entirely under her control.
However, Gui Bao and Mo Xiong were proving to be unappreciative.
Temporarily pushing aside the matter of Wang Zhong, Bibi Dong tapped her slender jade fingers rhythmically on the armrest of her chair, her eyes flashing.
When the flashing stopped, Bibi Dong spoke.
"Gui Mei, Yue Guan, you two choose a time, and together with She Long, Ci Tun, and Ling Yuan, deal with Mo Xiong and Gui Bao for me."
The chilling words, filled with boundless ferocity and killing intent, conveyed that she had given them an opportunity, but if they didn't cherish it, they would disappear from her sight forever. The Elder Hall must be under her control.
Gui Mei and Yue Guan trembled at these words, a chill rising in their hearts.
These were two Super Douluo at level ninety-five, just one step away from breaking through their current limitations and becoming level ninety-six Douluo capable of fighting above their level.
Yet, in Bibi Dong's words, such powerful individuals were treated like stray cats and dogs on the street, to be killed at will. This dictatorial and ruthless attitude greatly terrified them.
"Your Excellency, if the five of us attack simultaneously, we are naturally confident in our ability to kill them both."
"However, the people standing behind them are the Great Enshrined Elder! If we truly do this, the Great Enshrined Elder will surely be furious..."
Having said this, Yue Guan stammered and gave Gui Mei a look.
Gui Mei quickly picked up, saying in a hoarse voice,
"Your Excellency, the five of us do not have the strength or courage to confront the Great Enshrined Elder!"
Yes, this was the crux of the matter. With five Titled Douluo, and with Yue Guan and Gui Mei's martial soul fusion skill, killing Gui Bao and Mo Xiong would not be difficult. But the real challenge was how to face Qian Daoliu's wrath.
Qian Daoliu, a level ninety-nine Limit Douluo, the "Invincible in the Sky," was the true problem.
The title "Invincible in the Sky" was not won in children's games but earned through fierce life-and-death struggles.
Let alone five Titled Douluo, even five more would not be enough for Qian Daoliu to kill alone.
Regarding Gui Mei and Yue Guan's concerns, Bibi Dong curled her red lips into a supremely confident and cold smile.
"You two go ahead and do as you see fit. I will handle Qian Daoliu!"
This confident demeanor shocked Gui Mei and Yue Guan. A breathtaking guess suddenly formed in their minds.
"Your Excellency, could it be that you..."
Yue Guan looked at Bibi Dong with fervent emotion, his excitement evident.
"Indeed. I have actually long since reached the Limit Douluo realm at level ninety-nine. It's just that due to some special reasons, I cannot unleash such power."
"But even with my strength limited, I still possess the power of a Super Douluo at level ninety-eight. The current Qian Daoliu is no match for me."
If Qian Daoliu still possessed his level ninety-nine strength, Bibi Dong would not act so aggressively. However, they must not forget that Qian Daoliu had destroyed his own martial soul through corruption, dropping his power to level ninety-five!
How could such a Qian Daoliu be Bibi Dong's match now?
Bibi Dong's tone, filled with absolute confidence, made Yue Guan and Gui Mei fall to their knees on the spot.
"Congratulations, Your Excellency the Pope, on becoming the youngest Limit Douluo in the continent's history."
Their respectful posture and submissive attitude clearly indicated that from this moment on, they would wholeheartedly obey Bibi Dong. This was different from their previous obedience, which was merely following orders; now, they were truly subservient.
Bibi Dong was their ruler, and they were her subjects.
"That is enough. Such matters are inevitable for me, and there is nothing to celebrate."
"As long as you two are unwavering in your loyalty, then, aside from me, no one can kill you."
Bibi Dong waved her hand, signaling them to rise, and comforted them.
She was not surprised that two individuals who had not reached the Super Douluo realm would lack courage and feel fear when facing a Limit Douluo.
"Yes, Your Excellency the Pope."
"We will depart immediately to discuss the timing of the action with Ling Yuan, She Long, and Ci Tun."
"Go. Remember, this operation must succeed, not fail!"
"Yes!!"
The two bowed and left with excitement.
Shortly after they departed, a soft knock sounded.
"Your Excellency the Pope, the homeroom teacher of Class A, second year, Shuang Yue Lian, requests an audience."
The clear voice from outside the door made Bibi Dong's expression suddenly complex, even melancholic. She stood up, picked up the scepter beside her, and stood with her back to the door, gazing out the window, and calmly said.
"Enter."
Shuang Yue Lian pushed open the door. Seeing the figure before her, a deeply hidden trace of sadness appeared on her beautiful face.
Sunlight streamed into the room from outside, casting a halo around Bibi Dong's tall figure, symbolizing her authority as Pope. The crown and scepter, symbols of her papal authority, also gleamed.
She was the Pope, the supreme Pope, no longer the gentle, even mischievous, and worry-inducing fifth sister of the past.
"Your Excellency, the arena has been rebuilt. Will the grade competition begin soon?"
Shuang Yue Lian stated the purpose of her visit in a calm tone.
"It can. Let it be set for three days from now."
Bibi Dong, her back to Shuang Yue Lian, replied with an unruffled voice.
"Yes!"
After responding, Shuang Yue Lian paused, her expression conflicted, yet also filled with anticipation.
"Your Excellency, tomorrow, the homeroom teachers of Class A from the four grades will have a gathering. Will you attend?"
Her jade hand clenched, Bibi Dong's forced composure suddenly shattered. She suppressed the tremor in her heart, closed her eyes, and calmly said, "I will not go."
"Yes."
Shuang Yue Lian turned and left, leaving Bibi Dong alone in the room.
Tomorrow. Tomorrow was what day? It had been so long that she had almost forgotten.
It was someone's birthday. It was also the day some people swore brotherhood, drinking and making vows.
"Let's set our sworn brotherhood day for tomorrow, okay!"
"Okay, okay, okay."
"Fifth sister is so clever! With our brotherhood set for tomorrow, we'll have to prepare birthday gifts for fifth sister every time we gather! And always five gifts, not one missing! You're too wicked!"
"Hee hee hee!"
The beautiful laughter and joy of the past, due to someone's selfish and despicable schemes, had become memories that could no longer be touched.