"What?"
The most beloved disciple of Bibi Dong, the former Pope of the Spirit Hall, and the man who conquered Bibi Dong
These two sentences, taken separately, are understandable, but what do they mean together?
For a moment,Chrysanthemum Douluo, Ghost Douluo, and others' eyes twitched. Though they had guesses, none dared to speak them aloud.
The other Title Douluos of the Spirit Hall wore even more complicated expressions, immediately turning their gazes to Bibi Dong.
Bibi Dong's disciple, logically, should be Hu Liena. But Hu Liena is a woman. Could it be that Her Majesty the Pope will take on a second disciple in the future?
Without a doubt, the man in the sky is the future master of the Spirit Hall.
At this moment,Chrysanthemum Douluo, a level 95 Title Douluo and elder of the Spirit Hall, narrowed his eyes and looked at Bibi Dong, bowing and asking, "Your Majesty, do you recognize this person in the sky?"
Hearing this, Ghost Douluo and the others also looked over.
The figure in the sky was shrouded in mist, only its general outline visible, its specific features unclear.
But everyone knew that Hu Liena was Bibi Dong's disciple, the designated next master of the Spirit Hall, and could not possibly be a man.
If it were a man, could it be Hu Liena's brother?
Could Hu Liena's brother also be taken as a disciple by Bibi Dong in the future? Could
that person be Xie Yue?
He was the captain of the Spirit Hall team this time, Hu Liena's brother, the leader of the Spirit Hall's Golden Generation, and possessed the top-tier weapon spirit, the Moon Blade.
Bibi Dong's eyes suddenly narrowed; the impact of the figure in the sky stirred up a storm in her heart.
She knew all too well that it could not be Xie Yue.
She was fully aware of Xie Yue's talent; without such audacity to be her own conqueror,
she would have been utterly incapable of achieving the accomplishments described in the celestial screen.
Her pale fingers gripped the Pope's staff tightly, her knuckles turning white with the force, and veins bulging on the back of her hands.
"Personal disciple...conquered my man..."
Who exactly was the future Pope?
Such blasphemous behavior?
At this moment, the surrounding Title Douluos had already obtained the answer they sought from Bibi Dong's expression.
The future Pope was not Xie Yue. But if not him, then who was it?
Chrysanthemum Douluo, Ghost Douluo, and the others were momentarily conflicted, but quickly dismissed the question.
Whoever the future Pope was, he was still the master of the Spirit Hall, wasn't he?
At the same time, their attention was quickly drawn to the intriguing evaluation in the celestial screen.
The greatest revolutionary of the Douluo Continent, the ruler of the past, present, and future, an existence that slaughtered gods throughout history.
He single-handedly created the Saint Seiya system, standing above all things.
Such extreme praise undoubtedly foreshadowed that the next Pope of the Spirit Hall would be an unprecedented legend.
Chrysanthemum Douluo, Ghost Douluo, and others were deeply shaken, their shock beyond words; even the members of the Spirit Hall branches scattered throughout the continent were astonished.
"My God, what kind of person could bear the title of 'Greatest Revolutionary'?"
"'Past, Present, and Future as one'... Doesn't that mean his power can traverse time and space, touching the past and future?"
"The most outrageous thing is 'slaughtering the gods'! Do gods really exist? If they do, is it possible for him to slaughter them?" "
And that 'Saint Seiya system'... It sounds completely different from Spirit Souls, yet it can transcend all things. What kind of system is it? Has the era of Spirit Souls passed?"
Discussions erupted, filled with disbelief, astonishment, and doubt.
Everyone in the Spirit Hall branches across the land was in an uproar.
"This is unbelievable! Just how powerful will our Spirit Hall be welcoming its next Pope?"
"Didn't you see the evaluation above? It says 'the true master the Spirit Hall has long awaited'!"
The crowd murmured amongst themselves.
Did this mean that none of the previous Popes were truly the master the Spirit Hall had been waiting for, and only this one was? It was truly unimaginable.
For a time, in the Spirit Hall branches across the Douluo Continent, Soul Masters whispered amongst themselves, discussing the matter endlessly.
At this moment, almost everyone in every branch was speculating about the identity of the next Pope.
Those who knew that Hu Liena's brother was Xie Yue couldn't help but wonder: Could it be Xie Yue?
After all, Xie Yue was indeed outstanding, and he was the captain of this year's Spirit Hall team.
If he could perform well in this Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Tournament, he might truly become Pope Bibi Dong's disciple.
... Deep within the Heaven Dou Empire's palace, it was so quiet that the flickering of candlelight could be heard.
Xue Qinghe stood alone by the window, his gaze fixed on the floating sky outside. His yellow hair cascaded over his shoulders, contrasting with the bright yellow palace attire around him, yet unable to conceal his aura of cool elegance.
The hall was now empty; he had finally shed all pretense.
His skin was as white as snow, his nose high and sculpted, his phoenix eyes delicate with slightly upturned corners. He possessed an unparalleled beauty, yet exuded an innate aloofness, like a goddess sculpted from ice and jade.
That was her true form.
Qian Renxue gazed at the numerous evaluations of that person displayed on the sky, her delicate brows furrowing slightly, murmuring with a hint of resentment, "These evaluations… aren't they a bit too high?"
Her fingertips unconsciously traced the window frame, the cool touch bringing her back to her senses.
Could any man truly bear such praise?
The image of Xie Yue flashed through her mind, but she quickly shook her head in denial.
It wasn't him.
Then who could it be?
Qian Renxue's gaze lingered on the imposing figure in the sky, her phoenix eyes swirling with emotions—doubt, inquiry, and a hint of competition she herself didn't even realize.
On the Douluo Continent, most of the Soul Masters of the Spirit Hall believed that the person would inevitably be Xie Yue.
Even sects with some knowledge of the Spirit Hall, such as the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, largely shared this view.
After all, the most suitable candidate they could think of at the moment seemed to be none other than Xie Yue.
But was that truly the case?
At this moment, behind the Hall of Offerings, Xingyu gazed at the figure in the sky. With just one glance, a strong sense of familiarity washed over him, so intimate it made his heart tremble.
Looking closer, even though the figure was obscured by the misty fog, he recognized it perfectly.
That silhouette was clearly himself!
"Holy crap... isn't that me?" Xingyu was completely dumbfounded. Others might not recognize him, but how could he not recognize himself?
For a moment, his expression became somewhat strange.
His future self had become Bibi Dong's disciple, and even conquered her? This... wasn't this a case of a disobedient disciple?
Xingyu felt a headache coming on, his heart filled with mixed emotions.
His future self had actually slaughtered all the gods and even directly transplanted the Saint Seiya system to Douluo Continent, turning it into a Saint Seiya continent.
Xingyu frowned slightly, and after careful consideration, he felt it wasn't entirely impossible.
The existing system on Douluo Continent wasn't exactly powerful.
If the Saint Seiya system were truly revealed to the public, what kind of waves would it create?
The more he thought about it, the more interesting it seemed.
He suddenly felt a surge of interest, particularly curious about what changes his future self would bring to this continent.
With this in mind, he patiently continued reading.
Outside the Spirit Hall, Chrysanthemum Douluo, Ghost Douluo, and others stood in a circle, their gazes all fixed on the sky, whispering amongst themselves.
"The Saint Seiya system...it sounds so novel. What do you think it will be like?" Chrysanthemum Douluo twirled his petal-like fingers, his eyes filled with curiosity.
Ghost Douluo's voice was slightly hoarse: "Hard to guess. It's probably completely different from the Soul Master system we're familiar with."
The group looked at each other, bewildered, none of them able to come up with a clue.
Their brows furrowed, each pondering in their minds, but they couldn't quite grasp the outline of this unfamiliar system, falling into deep contemplation.
Serpent Spear Douluo turned to Bibi Dong, bowing respectfully: "Your Majesty, what are your thoughts on this Saint Seiya system?"
The surrounding Title Douluos all turned to look, waiting for Bibi Dong's response.
But Bibi Dong stood there, stunned, her eyes unfocused, seemingly oblivious to their questions.
A complex mix of thoughts churned within her.
This disciple was exceptional.
However, he was a rebellious and disobedient student.
Should she accept him or not?
The phrase "Conqueror of Bibi Dong" on the sky was like a thorn, pricking her deeply with frustration.
Meanwhile, far away at Shrek Academy, Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang was equally frustrated, feeling like he wanted to vomit blood.