The two Generals, Hum and Ha, under the Supreme Pontiff Palace, rushed all the way to the orphanage's Spirit awakening location.
Looking at Bai Yu, who was surrounded by the crowd, Chrysanthemum Douluo narrowed his eyes and said in a delicate voice, "Is this the little fellow who caused all the commotion?"
"White-robed Deacon Liu Feng, greets both Your Excellencies."
Liu Feng bowed and then turned to introduce to everyone, "These two are Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo from the Supreme Pontiff Palace, and they are Elders of our Spirit Hall."
"Alright, no need for formalities. First, tell us what happened here?" Chrysanthemum Douluo asked Liu Feng.
"Yes."
Liu Feng turned and pulled Bai Yu's arm, excitedly telling Chrysanthemum and Ghost Douluo, "It was this little friend who caused the commotion during his Spirit awakening, and he even has innate full spirit power!"
"Good, you have rendered meritorious service by awakening his Spirit. Go to the Supreme Pontiff Palace later to receive your reward."
Chrysanthemum Douluo finished speaking and then turned to look at Bai Yu, "Little fellow, come with us. We'll take you to see Pope."
At this moment, Bai Yu felt like ten thousand alpacas were singing, dancing, and rapping wildly in his heart: "This is over, isn't it? This Hong Ming Knife is too disobedient! Causing such a big commotion, getting noticed by the crazy one!"
"Old Qian, oh Old Qian, why wasn't it you who came first? Why are it the Generals, Hum and Ha? At least this Spirit Hall is your territory, and you should be familiar with this commotion. Don't you want to find a bodyguard for that little arrogant Qian Renxue?"
Bai Yu lowered his head, his expression respectful as he followed behind the two, but he kept muttering in his heart.
Chrysanthemum Douluo, who was walking ahead, suddenly looked at Ghost Douluo and transmitted a message to him, "Old Ghost, when the Young Master awakened, the scene was also quite grand. What do you think? Is it...?"
"I'm standing and watching."
Ghost Douluo himself was like Gui Mei, appearing and disappearing, walking forward with a calm expression, not even turning his head.
"Old Ghost, you're really boring. What do you think Pope will arrange for him?"
"We'll know soon."
Chrysanthemum Douluo looked at Ghost Douluo helplessly, shook his head, and stopped speaking.
"This Supreme Pontiff Palace is really big!" Bai Yu looked at the Supreme Pontiff Palace in front of him and sighed in his heart.
"Little fellow, wait here. Old Ghost and I will go in and inform Pope." Chrysanthemum Douluo turned to look at Bai Yu.
"Yes, Elder."
Bai Yu respectfully saluted, thinking that he would take it one step at a time. He was already here, so could he run away? Old Qian is not strong enough!
Inside the Supreme Pontiff Palace, Bibi Dong looked at the two who entered: "Have you investigated clearly?"
"Reporting to Supreme Pontiff, it has been investigated clearly. It is an orphan named Bai Yu, and the anomaly occurred during his Spirit awakening."
Chrysanthemum Douluo bowed and began to report to Bibi Dong about what happened at the orphanage.
Bibi Dong listened to Chrysanthemum Douluo's report, and a strange light flashed in her eyes: "Have you brought back that child named Bai Yu?"
"He has been brought back and is waiting outside the hall."
"Good, bring him in." Bibi Dong finished speaking, then turned around.
Bai Yu walked into the spacious hall, subtly scanned the surroundings, and then cast his gaze towards the golden figure standing on the steps.
As Bibi Dong turned around, Bai Yu sighed in his heart, truly worthy of being a character with countless fanfics in his previous life. Wei Wu's sincerity did not deceive him!
Bibi Dong wore a purple-gold crown on her head, held a golden scepter in her hand, and was dressed in an extremely form-fitting golden gown, exuding an aura of nobility.
However, these magnificent external adornments could not completely conceal her inherent charm; her fair skin and the smooth, snow-white curves beneath her collarbone seemed to reflect light.
Below her slender waist, there were plump and perky curves like a peach, along with a pair of straight, jade-like legs, subtly revealed.
Coupled with that cold yet incredibly beautiful face, it directly maximized one's desire for conquest.
The legacy of Wei Wu still remains today, but the Prime Minister of yesteryear is nowhere to be seen!
"Greetings, Pope."
Bai Yu placed his left hand on his chest, knelt on one knee, and saluted Bibi Dong, but he was secretly thinking: "Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river. When I, your humble servant, rise again, I'll make you kneel until your knees are red!"
Bibi Dong looked at the respectful Bai Yu and said, "Rise. Release your Spirit and let me see it."
"Yes, Pope, but which one do you want to see?" Bai Yu's small face showed some confusion.
Of course, it was all an act! If Bai Yu had not been born, the path of acting would be like a long night! His heart was already soaring.
"Of course, it's the one you just awakened... Hmm? You have more than one Spirit?" Bibi Dong frowned slightly, then her expression turned to shock.
Bai Yu scratched his head: "I think there's another one, but I couldn't release it when I awakened it. I feel like I can release it now."
Bibi Dong's expression returned to calm, and a glint flashed in her eyes: "Then release your second Spirit and let me see it."
"Yes, Pope."
As soon as the words fell, he raised his left hand, and a Blue Silver Grass slowly grew from it, spreading its branches and leaves.
"Blue Silver Grass? This is impossible! How could Blue Silver Grass appear with a divine... and such a powerful Hong Ming Knife Spirit? This is illogical!"
Upon seeing the Blue Silver Grass appear, Chrysanthemum Douluo exclaimed in disbelief, shouting that it was impossible. The expressions on Bibi Dong's and Ghost Douluo's faces also changed from anticipation to shock.
"Is this the Spirit I should have normally awakened? Thinking about it, it's true. I reincarnated, I didn't transmigrate. My parents' Spirits were either farming tools or flowers and plants. Where would a powerful Spirit come from?"
Bai Yu looked at the Blue Silver Grass in his hand, a strange thought coming to mind.
"Perhaps the other Spirit is too strong, so it didn't assimilate the Blue Silver Grass?" Ghost Douluo spoke faintly, his voice somewhat hollow and hoarse.
Bibi Dong shifted her gaze to Bai Yu: "Never mind. Since it exists, there's no need to pursue it. Release your other Spirit."
Hearing Bibi Dong's words, Bai Yu dispelled the Blue Silver Grass in his left hand and extended his right hand, and a magnificent purple-gold long Hong Ming Knife appeared.
"This... this aura?" Bibi Dong's expression became agitated, and she directly stepped in front of Bai Yu, grabbed his right hand, and looked at the Hong Ming Knife.
"Tsk, as expected of Bibi Dong, her hand is even softer than mine, a six-year-old child's." Bai Yu widened his eyes, looking at the hand that was holding his.
At this moment, Bibi Dong's face showed excitement, hope, malice, and killing intent, like a complete pie chart.
Bai Yu's heart twitched as he watched, fearing that Bibi Dong would go completely insane and immediately perform a 'Shake Kunlun' on him, crushing him into dust.
Bibi Dong exhaled deeply, her expression calming down: "This Supreme Pontiff wishes to take you as her disciple. Are you willing to be my disciple?"
"Thank you, Pope. Bai Yu is willing."
Bai Yu knelt again, his expression agitated, shouting loudly.
But what could he do if he wasn't willing? She's already crazy; if he said no, wouldn't he be testing fate and dying immediately?
Bibi Dong turned and walked towards the Supreme Pontiff's throne: "From now on, you may call me Teacher. Elder Ju, take him to the place where I used to live. Give him whatever he lacks."
"Your Excellency, that was the former Holy Maiden's..." Chrysanthemum Douluo's expression was surprised.
"That's the place."
Bibi Dong sat down and looked down at Bai Yu: "You go with Chrysanthemum Douluo to rest for a day first. Tomorrow, I will take you to acquire a spirit ring. Alright, you may all leave."
Bibi Dong raised her hand and waved lightly, then leaned back in her chair and closed her eyes to rest.
"Yes, Pope."
Bai Yu followed Chrysanthemum Douluo all the way to Bibi Dong's former residence, which was the Holy Maiden Hall.
"This is where you'll be living from now on. Here's a spirit tool for you, with some gold coins inside. There are guards on duty outside; you can call them if you need anything."
"Pope values you highly. You must serve Spirit Hall diligently in the future." Chrysanthemum Douluo looked at Bai Yu and handed him a bracelet-style spirit tool.
"Yes, Bai Yu understands and thanks Elder Ju." Bai Yu's expression was serious as he bowed and replied.