After Bibi Dong agreed, Yu Xiaogang, whose appearance had changed significantly from before, slowly walked in from the entrance of the grand hall.
Bibi Dong looked at Yu Xiaogang, who now looked quite different from her memory, and a trace of surprise appeared on her previously calm face.
Seeing the faint trace of a familiar evil aura emanating from Yu Xiaogang, Bibi Dong felt an inexplicable sense of closeness.
"Elder Yu, after our last parting, didn't I say you no longer had the right to see me? Why have you come to see me now?"
Bibi Dong spoke in a cold tone.
Although she was surprised by Yu Xiaogang's changes, the difference in their status and positions made Bibi Dong suppress her desire to ask for details.
Hearing Bibi Dong's icy yet slightly complex tone, Yu Xiaogang got straight to the point.
"Your Holiness, I have come to seek your help."
Without giving Bibi Dong time to react, Yu Xiaogang directly summoned his martial soul.
"Roar!"
In no time, as Luo Sanpao appeared, a wave of evil energy instantly filled the entire hall.
Feeling this increasingly familiar and dense evil aura, Bibi Dong immediately swallowed all the words she had planned to say. Her beautiful eyes were filled with confusion as she looked at this Luo Sanpao, which was completely different from what she remembered.
Seeing the grotesque, evil god-like Luo Sanpao before her, Bibi Dong asked in shock, "This... is this your martial soul? Why has it become like this?"
"Your Holiness, this is my former waste martial soul, Luo Sanpao. But it is no longer the waste it once was. I have found a way to evolve my martial soul, and for that, I need your help."
Yu Xiaogang spoke with utmost seriousness.
Looking at the new version of Luo Sanpao, which was now surrounded by an evil aura, Bibi Dong couldn't help but feel a sense of kinship.
Then, with a slight smile on her red lips, Bibi Dong spoke in a slightly seductive tone, "How do you want me to help you? What do you want?"
Hearing this, a flash of excitement appeared in Yu Xiaogang's eyes, and he slowly replied, "First, I wish to rejoin the Spirit Hall and regain access to the library. I need the ancient texts in the library to confirm some things."
As Bibi Dong and Yu Xiaogang discussed matters, deep within Bibi Dong's consciousness, the lingering will of the Rakshasa God, who had been observing everything, showed interest upon seeing this evil version of Luo Sanpao.
"..."
As time passed, the date of the finals drew closer.
On the evening three days before the competition began, the participating teams from the Heaven Dou Empire and the Star Luo Empire arrived at the venue for the finals—the Spirit City of the Spirit Hall!
After arriving in Spirit City, the participants from both empires settled into the residential areas specially prepared by their respective royal families.
They would stay here until the competition ended.
Since it was already evening, many students from the academies, after settling in, quickly entered a state of sleep or cultivation.
Late at night, inside the Pope's Hall of the Spirit Hall.
Bibi Dong, who was listening to Yue Guan's report on the arrangements for the two empires, suddenly sensed a presence that filled her with disgust.
Feeling this aura, Bibi Dong looked up and saw Qian Renxue slowly walking in.
Standing beside Qian Renxue were She Long and Ci Xue, each holding three ice-cold boxes.
When Yue Guan saw Qian Renxue, he immediately bent his waist even lower, his greeting tinged with a hint of flattery.
"Your Highness, you've arrived."
"Yes, Elder Yue Guan, you may leave now. Your presence is no longer needed."
Qian Renxue didn't even glance at Yue Guan, her beautiful eyes fixed on Bibi Dong as she spoke coldly.
"Your Holiness, shall I take my leave?"
Yue Guan looked at Bibi Dong, his tone questioning.
Seeing Bibi Dong nod, Yue Guan quickly left.
After Yue Guan had completely left the hall, Bibi Dong turned to Qian Renxue and coldly demanded, "It's so late. Why have you come to me instead of going to see your grandfather?"
"Hehe, I came to you because I have something to discuss, my dear sister!"
Qian Renxue covered her red lips with her jade-like hand, a smile on her face as she spoke.
"Good, very good. Call me sister from now on! If you have something to say, say it. If not, get out of here. Don't waste my time!"
Seeing Qian Renxue's uncharacteristically "green tea" expression, Bibi Dong felt an inexplicable sense of unease and immediately scolded her.
"Tsk tsk, Sister, you're still so impatient. Fine, I'll get straight to the point. I'm here because someone asked me to deliver these three boxes to Your Holiness."
After saying this, Qian Renxue had She Long place the three ice-cold boxes in front of Bibi Dong.
Bibi Dong looked at the three boxes before her, raised her jade-like hand, and opened the lids.
As soon as the lids were opened, Bibi Dong saw the heads of the three elders—Blood Tiger, Thousand Legs, and Ling Feng—freshly preserved within the boxes.
On their faces were expressions of fear, frozen in the moments before their deaths.
Seeing their desperate eyes, Bibi Dong felt as if they were pleading for her help.
"Boom!!"
Witnessing this scene, Bibi Dong's beautiful purple eyes filled with surging killing intent.
A terrifying, sinister aura erupted throughout the hall.
This was a provocation, a direct challenge to her authority as Pope!
In all her years as Pope, when had she ever faced such a blatant challenge?!
This Xiao Yu, damn him!!
Feeling the killing intent and sinister aura emanating from Bibi Dong, She Long, Ci Xue, and the hidden Qian Jun and Jiang Mo quickly stepped forward to shield Qian Renxue.
They blocked the terrifying aura for her.
Even Qian Jun and Jiang Mo were surprised by the intensity of Bibi Dong's aura.
This woman's strength had reached such a level...
Standing behind the four, Qian Renxue watched Bibi Dong's furious expression from her high seat and couldn't help but feel even more delighted.
After so many years, this was the first time she had seen her always composed and confident sister so angry!
The angrier Bibi Dong became, the happier Qian Renxue felt.
The woman who had always been cold and confident was now visibly shaken and furious. Qian Renxue couldn't have been more satisfied.
Although the cost of angering her was the loss of three Title Douluo-level experts, which was a significant price, these three Title Douluos weren't truly part of Qian Renxue's own faction.