Bibi Dong's threat, however, didn't have any effect.
[I Have No Mother: Breaking down already? It seems you really don't know who we are. Otherwise, you would regret what you just said.]
[Little Demoness: Oh, I'm so scared! The Supreme Pontiff is so imposing! Come find me then.]
[Gentle Fire Dragon: Tsk tsk, Bibi Dong, this is all you're capable of. Since you can't deal with the Hall of Worship, you can only vent your incompetent rage here.]
Every word cut deep, making Bibi Dong's chest heave violently with anger, the scenery beneath her tea-soaked clothes fluctuating along with it.
She had never suffered such a humiliating disgrace!
[Supreme Pontiff: You lot, and that fellow hiding his head and showing his tail! Just you wait!]
[Supreme Pontiff: I've remembered you!]
Bibi Dong knew she couldn't win a shouting match alone against these women who had joined forces.
Continuing the argument would only make things more embarrassing for her.
Thus, she abruptly turned her spearhead toward the Group Owner, who had remained silent from the beginning.
[Supreme Pontiff: @Heavenly Emperor Lu, by what right are you the Group Owner?]
[Supreme Pontiff: What qualifications do you have to be the master of this group!]
[Supreme Pontiff: I command you, now! Immediately! Hand over the position of Group Owner to me!]
Her words were filled with an irresistible commanding tone, a habit she had developed over many years as the Supreme Pontiff.
However, the response she anticipated did not appear.
Just as she was about to send the next message to continue the pressure, a line of striking red characters abruptly appeared above her input box.
[The Supreme Pontiff has been muted for five minutes!!!]
Bibi Dong's finger, ready to tap send, froze in mid-air.
Her noble and beautiful phoenix eyes instantly widened to their limit.
Muted?
She... had been muted?
After a brief moment of stunned silence, an unprecedented rage erupted from the bottom of her heart like a volcanic explosion, rushing straight to her head!
"Bastard!"
A low growl, suppressing extreme anger, echoed through the empty Supreme Pontiff Palace.
Bibi Dong stood up abruptly from her throne, her noble and elegant posture completely gone, her exquisite face flushed red with fury.
Her long, slender legs, clad in purple silk stockings, trembled slightly from her extreme rage, and her delicate jade-like feet curled restlessly on the carpet.
This damn Group Owner!
This bastard called Heavenly Emperor Lu!
He actually dared to mute her?!
How dare he!
!!!"
Bibi Dong paced back and forth in the hall, the fire of rage in her chest nearly setting her whole being ablaze.
She wished she could drag that Heavenly Emperor Lu out right now, lock him in her deepest secret room, and subject him to every torture the Spirit Hall possessed.
To let him know what a foolish act it was to offend a Supreme Pontiff!
At this thought, a bloodthirsty glint flashed in her eyes.
Once I find you, I will definitely... torture you mercilessly!
...
Heaven Dou City, Crown Princes Eastern Palace.
Inside the luxurious sleeping quarters, warm jade paved the floor, bead curtains hung low, and a faint fragrance permeated the air.
A stunning figure lay sideways on a soft Cloud-Silk Bed, having shed the golden palace robes that symbolized the dignity of the heir apparent and changed into a thin, pale yellow silk nightgown.
Qian Renxue!
At this moment, she no longer possessed the slightest bit of the gentle elegance of the Crown Prince, Xue Qinghe.
Her world-toppling face was filled with a gloating smile.
Her brilliant golden hair cascaded onto the pillow like a waterfall, creating a sharp contrast with the snow-white sheets, making her skin appear even more like snow, delicate enough to break at a touch.
The hem of her nightgown reached only mid-thigh, and her body trembled slightly with her joyful laughter.
Her straight and slender jade-like legs swayed gently as well, glowing with an ivory luster under the soft light.
Her ankles were slender, and her ten small toes were as round and cute as pearls, forming a scene enough to make any man's blood boil.
"Pfft... Hahaha!"
Qian Renxue could no longer hold it in and laughed so hard she trembled, her graceful body rolling on the bed, revealing the exquisite curves beneath the silk nightgown.
"Bibi Dong, you deserve it!"
"Good muting!"
She could almost imagine that high-and-mighty woman.
How exasperated and impotently enraged she must be in the Supreme Pontiff Palace right now.
At the thought of Bibi Dong's face distorted by anger, the pleasure in Qian Renxue's heart surged like an endless tide.
It had been so many years, and this was the first time she had seen that woman suffer such a huge setback!
Exhilarating! It was truly exhilarating!
After laughing for a good while, she slowly calmed down, her azure eyes falling once again on the Small Jade Mirror floating before her.
This thing was mysterious and unpredictable; it not only connected people thousands of miles apart but even allowed the Group Owner to mute the Supreme Pontiff at will.
What kind of existence was this?
And what kind of functions did it actually have?
And who was the Group Owner?
Qian Renxue's curiosity was completely piqued, her slender jade fingers tapping lightly on the virtual mirror surface.
[I Have No Mother: What functions does this Chat Group have? @Heavenly Emperor Lu, could the Group Owner tell us about it?]
As soon as her message was sent, it immediately triggered a chain reaction.
[Little Demoness: Yeah, yeah, tell us quickly, what can this thing actually do?]
[Bunny is the Cutest: What else can it do besides chatting?]
[Gentle Fire Dragon: I'm also very curious.]
Clearly, everyone had the same question as Qian Renxue.
What was the use of this Chat Group that had suddenly appeared?
...
At the same time, Heaven Dou City, Blue Tyrant Academy.
Inside an ordinary student dormitory, Lu Ming was sitting cross-legged on the bed, watching the messages constantly refreshing in the Chat Group, a slight smirk playing on his lips.
The fish have taken the bait.
This was the moment he had been waiting for.
To keep the Chat Group active, he had to throw out enough bait.
And for these "natives" of the Douluo Continent, nothing was more attractive than power, treasures, and the chance to change their destiny.
With a slight thought, he unhurriedly typed a line.
[Heavenly Emperor Lu (Group Owner): The functions of this group are very simple, yet also not simple at all.]
[Heavenly Emperor Lu (Group Owner): You only need to share some interesting stories you know or have experienced yourselves in the group. As long as the stories are exciting enough to satisfy this Group Owner or liven up the atmosphere in the group, you can receive corresponding rewards.]
His words were like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, instantly stirring up layers of ripples.
[Poison Fairy: What rewards? Is there anything that can cure the Snake Venom in my body?]
Seeing this message, Lu Ming understood clearly; it was indeed Dugu Yan.
He continued reading down.
[Gentle Fire Dragon: Is there... something that can make a Spirit evolve?]
Seeing this message, a trace of warmth flowed through Lu Ming's heart.
This was his adoptive mother, Liu Erlong.
Her lifelong regret was that her Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Spirit had mutated, limiting its potential, and that her adoptive son's Spirit was at too much of a disadvantage.