Chapter 117 Qian Renxue Humiliates Bibi Dong! Love-struck! Clown!
What?
Ten thousand years later?!
At this moment, Pope Bibi Dong, Princess Ning Rongrong of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, and even Lu Ming himself were all stunned.
A theory from the future?
How...how is this possible?!
If it's true, wouldn't the things recorded in this book overturn the entire Soul Master world's understanding?!
Within his mind, the chat group interface refreshed like a waterfall.
While Liu Erlong's book, "The Theoretical Foundation of Soul Masters Ten Thousand Years Later," was indeed astonishing, it was too profound for most group members and far less exciting than the tangible rewards.
Immediately afterwards, a picture message popped up in the group.
I don't have a mother: [Image]
The previously lively group chat came to a brief halt.
The background of the picture was a lavishly decorated palace bedroom, and on the large bed were several sets of clothes that were extremely "frugal with fabric".
Those were several sets of uniforms that clearly had a certain kind of fun about them.
There are black and white maid outfits with skirts so short they only cover the upper thighs, and they are decorated with openwork lace trim.
There were nurses' uniforms so tight they accentuated every curve, and even a few pairs of fishnet stockings as thin as cicada wings.
Deep within the Heavenly Dou Imperial Palace lies the Crown Prince's bedroom.
Qian Renxue had long since shed the disguise of "Xue Qinghe" and returned to her stunning appearance in her golden palace attire.
At this moment, her stunningly beautiful face was flushed with a blush, a mixture of shame and anger.
She stared in disbelief at the pile of rags that had appeared out of nowhere in front of her.
What the hell is this thing?
Is this what they call holiday red envelope rewards?
She angrily sent messages in the group.
[I don't have a mother: What kind of reward is this? How can such a thing exist! Are these clothes even fit for human wear?]
[I don't have a mother: What's the point of giving me all this stuff? Who am I supposed to wear it for? This is so unlucky!]
Qian Renxue felt that her luck had hit rock bottom.
Others possess soul bones, peerless martial arts techniques, or even miraculous ointments that can promote secondary development. How come it's turned into this shameful erotic uniform for her?
She is the Crown Prince of the Heaven Dou Empire, the young master of the Spirit Hall, and the future empress who will control the entire continent. Does she have to wear this kind of clothing to please men?
This is utterly absurd!
[His Holiness the Pope: Ha, how delightful!]
Bibi Dong's news followed closely behind, and you could feel her schadenfreude even through the screen.
[Your Holiness: This is retribution for constantly opposing me in the group chat! Someone as despicable as you deserves to be treated like this.]
Inside the Papal Palace.
Bibi Dong leaned back in the jewel-encrusted papal chair, watching Qian Renxue's discomfiture with great pleasure.
Her beautiful legs, encased in black stockings, were comfortably crossed, a glass of red wine swirling in her hand, and a cold, alluring smile playing on her lips.
[His Holiness the Pope: Enough with the embarrassment. Let me show you my luck.]
[Your Holiness: In this kind of luck-based situation, skill and character also play a role.]
Bibi Dong was full of confidence.
She possesses twin martial souls, is the current Pope, and inherits the legacy of the Rakshasa God. Her fortune is far beyond what that young girl could ever hope to match.
She tapped on the red envelope that belonged to her on the screen.
A flash of light.
A thick book appeared in her hands.
A hint of anticipation flashed in Bibi Dong's eyes.
If Liu Erlong can conceive of theories for the future, could her book be a cultivation manual from the divine realm? Or perhaps some powerful, self-created soul technique?
She looked at the cover with hope.
The next second, Bibi Dong's smile froze.
Those once majestic phoenix eyes were now wide open, staring intently at the bold characters on the book cover.
How to overcome "love-obsessed" thinking
Subtitle: One hundred pieces of advice for women who are obsessed with scumbags.
Bibi Dong's hand holding the wine glass trembled suddenly, and a few drops of red wine spilled onto the back of her snow-white hand.
The air suddenly became eerily quiet.
"What use is this to me?"
Bibi Dong gritted her teeth, the sound squeezed out from between her teeth.
She took a picture of the book cover and posted it in the group, trying to question the group admin about whether they had sent the wrong item.
[I don't have a mom: Hahahaha!]
Qian Renxue's news instantly went viral.
[I don't have a mother: Bibi Dong, your clothes aren't even as good as mine! At least mine are for wearing, yours are for medical treatment!]
[I Don't Have a Mom: This is hilarious! Love-struck? This book is practically made for you!]
[I Don't Have a Mother: Didn't someone throw away their brain for a worthless plagiarist? You really need to read this book carefully, and you'd better memorize it!]
Qian Renxue burst into laughter, laughing so hard that her body trembled and tears even welled up in her eyes.
This is really chaotic!
Heaven has eyes!
This was even more painful for her than killing Bibi Dong.
[The cutest bunny: Huh? Your Holiness, does your nose feel a little sore and red? Are you thinking of the man who abandoned you?]
Xiao Wu, not wanting to miss out on trouble, rubbed salt into the wound.
[Liu Erlong: Clown!]
Liu Erlong's words were even more concise, hitting the nail on the head with just two words.
Although she used to like Yu Xiaogang, ever since she adopted Lu Ming, under his subtle influence, she has long seen through the man's true colors.
Looking at Bibi Dong now, it's incredibly ironic.
Lu Ming lay on the bed, watching the farce in the group chat, and couldn't help but laugh out loud.
This red envelope system is really "intelligent".
Bibi Dong, a woman who would die for a good-for-nothing like Yu Xiaogang and even destroy the entire Spirit Hall, is indeed the number one love-obsessed person in Douluo Continent.
This book is perfect for her needs.
Seeing the overwhelming ridicule in the group chat, Bibi Dong trembled with anger and slammed the book "How to Overcome Love Brain" to the ground.
"You bastards! Shut up, all of you!"
She raged in the group chat, but unfortunately, with the internet connection between them, no one was afraid of her, the Pope.
After everyone had finished laughing, the topic returned to the upcoming Soul Master Competition.
[My cat is white and big: Tomorrow's match is against Shenfeng Academy, the team that's all flying-type Soul Masters. But with Lu Ming there, even Shenfeng Academy is no match.]
[My cat is white and big: This year's champion is definitely Blue King.]
Zhu Zhuqing has an almost blind admiration for Lu Ming.
[Your Holiness: Ha, what arrogance! Feng Xiaotian of Shenfeng Academy possesses innate full soul power and a self-created soul skill, the Thirty-Six Consecutive Slashes of the Gale Wolf. His strength is approaching that of a Soul King. A mere Blue Silver Grass Soul Master? Dream on!]
Bibi Dong had just lost face and was eager to regain it, so she attacked him mercilessly.
[The most innocent fox: I also think it's unlikely. Although Lu Ming is very strong, the gap in their martial souls is insurmountable. Even if the Blue Silver Grass faces the Gale Twin-Headed Wolf, it can still fly; there's simply no way to win.]
(End of chapter)