Chapter 87 Bibi Dong: Lu Ming, is he like a god?! Omnipotent!
As Qian Renxue spoke, her tone filled with pride, "This is my teacher. Even though he's no longer in the martial world, his legend is everywhere."
"A casual flick of the wrist can create destiny; a casual sword strike can slay a god-king."
The council hall of the Spirit Hall was extremely quiet.
Bibidon, who was sitting on the papal chair, could no longer sit still.
She suddenly stood up, her usually majestic phoenix eyes now wide open, staring intently at the scrolling text on the sky.
"Why is it Lu Ming again?"
Bibi Dong's voice was somewhat shrill, completely losing its usual composure.
Her chest heaved violently, and the scepter in her hand slammed heavily on the ground with a dull thud.
"Just how strong is he? He can evolve a god-level martial soul so easily? Is he even human?"
It's no wonder Bibi Dong broke down.
She possesses twin martial souls and is one of the most outstanding geniuses on the Douluo Continent.
In order to gain power, she endured for many years, accepted the inheritance of the Rakshasa God, and went through countless painful trials before finally achieving godhood.
Even after becoming a god, she had reached the limit of her ability to improve her martial spirit.
One's martial spirit is predetermined at birth; to try to change it later in life is to defy fate.
Even gods have never heard of anyone being able to casually help someone evolve a flawed martial soul into a true god-level being.
That's a "true god"!
Bibi Dong looked at the description of "Nine Star Yuanji Begonia" on the list, especially the word "resurrection," and felt dizzy.
The immortality she had painstakingly acquired seemed to be as simple as molding a clay figure in Lu Ming's hands.
"This is so unfair."
Bibi Dong gritted her teeth, her fingernails tracing the gems on the scepter.
"How much did I, Bibi Dong, pay to become stronger? Not only did I have to devour soul beasts, but I also had to endure the erosion of Rakshasa divine power. And this Lu Ming can create a god with just a flick of his finger?"
This sense of disparity shattered the pride in her heart.
Qian Renxue sat at the lower end of the table, looking at Bibi Dong's discomfiture. Instead of comforting her, she chuckled softly.
She reached out and stroked the Primordial Sword in her arms, her golden eyes filled with pride.
"You can't even handle this?"
Qian Renxue shifted to a more comfortable position, her tone light and cheerful, "I've said it before, a teacher's methods are beyond the comprehension of ordinary people like you."
What seems incredibly difficult to you might be nothing more than a quick cup of tea for your teacher.
"Evolving a martial soul with a wave of the hand, and even bestowing a divine position. This kind of ability, let alone you, even the enforcers of the God Realm probably cannot do it."
"Teacher…" Qian Renxue paused, her eyes becoming somewhat unfocused, "He truly is the most outstanding man on this continent."
Upon hearing Qian Renxue's words, Bibi Dong initially wanted to retort, but swallowed her words back.
If it were before, she would definitely have mocked Qian Renxue for being brainwashed by that man.
But now, the undeniable facts are before us.
First, there was the Primordial Sword, capable of slaying a god-king, and then there was the evolution of the Martial Soul, which defied fate.
Every single incident and every single event is redefining Bibi Dong's understanding.
She sat back down in her chair, her gaze no longer filled with anger and jealousy, but instead becoming profound.
She began to seriously consider what kind of person Lu Ming really was.
"Ignoring the test of time..."
Bibi Dong muttered to herself, her mind racing, "It existed ten thousand years ago and is still alive today. It ignores the constraints of innate martial soul talent and can help people evolve at will. Such methods are unheard of."
Her previous disdain now transformed into intense curiosity.
Although Bibi Dong was arrogant, she admired strength even more.
She used to think that Lu Ming was a gigolo who lived off women and was not good enough for Gu Yuena, let alone worth a second glance.
But now it seems that she was the one who was truly blind.
Such a man, possessing unfathomable abilities, even the power of a "creator," if he could be used by her...
No, if I could become her man.
Bibi Dong's gaze swept over Qian Renxue beside her.
Looking at her daughter's lovestruck, girlish appearance, Bibi Dong suddenly had an extremely bold, even absurd, idea.
"Qian Renxue has clearly fallen for that Lu Ming."
Bibi Dong sneered inwardly, "Unfortunately, although this girl is pretty, she's still a novice in that area. How would she know how to please a man?"
Thinking of this, Bibi Dong subconsciously straightened her back.
Although she was older than Qian Renxue, time had not left its mark on her face; instead, it had given her a unique charm that came with maturity.
More importantly, Bibi Dong is still a virgin.
Moreover, she possesses an innate allure.
It's an attraction ingrained in your very being; once unleashed, even a god might not be able to resist it.
In the past, in order to maintain the Pope's authority, she always wrapped herself in a cold exterior and suppressed this talent.
"Since this Lu Ming is so powerful..."
Bibi Dong tapped her fingers lightly on the armrest, her eyes sparkling. "Then I, Bibi Dong, absolutely cannot miss this opportunity. Rather than let such a powerful figure be snatched away by someone else, it's better to..."
She glanced at Qian Renxue, who was still grinning foolishly at the Primordial Sword, and a strange competitive spirit rose in her heart.
"My dear daughter, you're still too green to compete with me."
"In terms of methods and charm, what do you have to compare with me?"
"Even that Gu Yuena..."
Bibi Dong thought of that aloof, silver-haired woman, and a slight smile appeared on her lips.
"If I want to, there's no man I can't get. Lu Ming, I'm becoming more and more interested in you."
This sudden change swept away the gloom in Bibi Dong's heart, and she even felt a faint anticipation for meeting that mysterious man.
...
The images flow.
At this time, smoke and fire filled the air outside Jialing Pass.
Although the battle has temporarily ceased, the air still retains chilling fluctuations of divine power.
On a mountain peak not far from Jialing Pass, three figures stood silently.
The woman at the head of the group had long silver hair that danced in the wind, and her purple eyes gazed at the distant battlefield with a complex expression.
It was Gu Yuena who came to the rescue.
Behind her, the Beast God Di Tian and the Emerald Swan Bi Ji both had somewhat blank expressions on their faces.
"My lord..."
Di Tian swallowed hard, his voice a little hoarse, "That sword strike just now... did you see it clearly?"
As the leader of the Ten Great Ferocious Beasts, Di Tian always held himself in high esteem. Even when facing a human Limit Douluo, he remained fearless.
But just now...
The seemingly ordinary longsword in Qian Renxue's hand transformed the moment it was unleashed.
That sharp aura, capable of shattering heaven and earth, sent shivers down his spine even as a beast god with hundreds of thousands of years of cultivation.
That's not a soul skill.
That was pure sword intent, pure killing intent.
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