Douluo: Wuhun Bone Dragon, I am the Undead Scourge

Chapter 69: Furious Bibi Dong
Half an hour passed in a flash and the training was successfully completed.

Gu Feng and Yu Feng, both breathing heavily, walked out of the gravity room side by side.

The intense training made their cheeks flushed, and fine beads of sweat on their foreheads gleamed in the morning light.

The two went straight to the cafeteria, and by coincidence, they ran into Ye Lingling who was also there for breakfast.

"Lingling, good morning!"

Gu Feng and Yu Feng were in perfect harmony and greeted each other in unison.

Upon seeing them, Ye Lingling's face instantly lit up with a delighted smile. Holding the meal tray, she walked over briskly and said in a clear voice, "Gu Feng, good morning!"

"Lingling, I'm still here."

Yufeng was mumbling sourly, his mouth puffed up high, and his resentful look seemed to be accusing himself of being ignored.

Seeing this scene, Ye Lingling and Gu Feng couldn't help but laugh out loud at the same time.

Ye Lingling gently covered her mouth with her hands, her brows curved, "Yufeng, good morning."

Then, the three of them sat down together in the corner by the window.

The early morning sunlight shines through the window and onto the dining table, adding a touch of warmth to this quiet breakfast time.

Ye Lingling ate the tender beef in her bowl with graceful nibbles and asked softly, "Did you go to training together? Your faces look so red."

Yufeng immediately became interested and said with a beaming expression, "Yes, Lingling, you don't know, Gu Feng's training methods are amazing, much better than those of the teachers in the academy. I've never felt so refreshed!"

"real or fake?"

Ye Lingling was so surprised that the chopsticks in her hand accidentally slipped.

Fortunately, Gu Feng was quick-witted and caught the chopsticks easily, and handed her a tissue.

Ye Lingling was stunned at first, but when she followed Gu Feng's gesture and looked at the corner of her mouth and found a grain of rice, her face suddenly turned red with shame, and her fair cheeks were instantly flushed.

She hurriedly took the tissue, gently wiped the corners of her mouth, and then lowered her head like a frightened deer, whispered "thank you", and never dared to look at Gu Feng again. She buried her head in eating, but her heart seemed to be beating wildly.

Yufeng, who was standing aside, felt inexplicably full.

I don’t know why, I clearly didn’t eat anything.

……

Wuhun Temple.

Beneath a towering angel statue, a devout old believer in white was kneeling alone.

At this time, a man in black lowered his head and delivered a letter: "Great Priest, the young lady asked me to deliver two letters, one for you and one for the Pope. Do you want me to deliver them?"

Qian Daoliu was slightly stunned. He knew his granddaughter's temper very well.

He is arrogant and very stubborn.

Ever since Qian Xunji's death, Qian Renxue and Bibi Dong have had a hostile relationship. Now she actually took the initiative to write a letter to Bibi Dong, which surprised Qian Daoliu very much.

"Send it to her, and remember not to tell her that she also wrote me a letter..."

"Yes!"

After the black-clad man left, Qian Daoliu looked towards the direction of the Pope's Palace and sighed: "No matter what, Xue'er is your flesh and blood. Try to accept her. Although it is our Qian family who has wronged you, but, Ji'er...ah!"

Afterwards, Qian Daoliu opened the envelope, glanced at the letter inside, and felt like he was reading a myth.

A bone dragon that can rival an angel's martial spirit?
Are you kidding me?
It's pure nonsense. As for the theory of male and female spirits? No one has studied it.

All in all, Qian Daoliu was extremely disdainful of what Qian Renxue said in the letter.

If it wasn't written by his granddaughter, he might not even read the letter.

If Poseidon hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed it either.

After all, there have only been two kinds of god-level martial spirits in the history of the entire soul master world.

……

The atmosphere in the Pope's Palace was solemn and depressing.

Bibi Dong sat high on the gorgeous throne. She had a noble and cold temperament and a beautiful appearance. She was like a flower on a high mountain, making it difficult for people to approach her.

A close-fitting lavender dress perfectly outlines her tall and perfect figure. The curve of her chest adds a touch of charm, but it is suppressed by the powerful aura emanating from her body, making people dare not have the slightest blasphemous intention.

Bibi Dong stared at the contents of the letter, her brows furrowed, and a murderous aura emanated from her body.

Suddenly, she was furious. She raised her hand and slammed it hard on the corner of the table. A loud "bang" echoed in the empty Pope's Palace: "Who does she think she is? How dare she tell me what to do! She won't let me touch the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, but I still want to touch the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect!"

"What Gu Feng? He's just a genius with full innate soul power. My Spirit Hall doesn't lack such a genius!"

Bibi Dong, who was loved and cared for by Qianxunji since childhood, unknowingly developed a rebellious mentality in such an environment.

Over the years, whenever someone forbade her to do something, her rebellious nature would drive her to do the opposite. The more others disapproved of something, the more she wanted to do it.

Although Bibi Dong was overwhelmed by anger at the moment, the remaining trace of rationality still made her focus her attention on the theory of male and female martial spirits mentioned in the letter.

Unlike the conservative and old-fashioned Qian Daoliu, Bibi Dong has a higher acceptance and tolerance for novel, bold and imaginative martial arts theories.

"Martial spirits are divided into male and female? That's not impossible..."

She lowered her eyes slightly, parted her red lips, and murmured to herself in a low voice,
Then, she suddenly raised her hand and shouted in a cold voice, "Ghost."

As the voice was still lingering in the hall, a figure as black as ink appeared in the hall in an instant like a ghost, and its speed was so fast that no one could catch a glimpse of it.

As soon as the ghostly figure stood still, he knelt on one knee with a respectful attitude and a low, hoarse voice: "Your Holiness, what are your orders?"

"Go, make this into a notice and issue a bounty in the name of the Spirit Hall."

Bibi Dong spoke, pulling out a handwritten pink notepad from the side. This note, carrying memories of her and Yu Xiaogang from years ago, was a gift from Yu Xiaogang. Her slender fingers gently stroked the notepad, a subtle tenderness flickering in her eyes, quickly replaced by determination. She quickly wrote down the details of Qian Renxue's letter regarding the male and female spirits.

Guimei took the note with both hands and casually glanced at its contents. A sense of absurdity suddenly welled up in his heart. In his understanding, the idea of ​​male and female spirits was simply a fantasy. But he dared not reveal a single word. The Pope before him, even Qianxunji... Thinking of the tragedy that happened that day, Guimei felt a chill in his heart. If he disobeyed her, he and Yueguan would probably suffer the same fate.

The ghost lowered his head even lower and replied respectfully, "Yes!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure disappeared in an instant like a wisp of black smoke, leaving no trace.

Bibi Dong slowly stood up and walked to the window, staring out. A hint of madness flickered in her deep eyes. "Xiaogang, just wait. I will make those who laughed at you pay a heavy price. Not a single one of them will be spared..."

"As for the Gu Feng that little bastard mentioned..."

Whether it was jealousy deep in her heart or she simply couldn't stand seeing others rise to prominence, a sinister glint flashed in Bibi Dong's eyes. She then gently waved her hand and said softly, "Nana."

A moment later, a tall girl walked in gracefully from outside the door.

The girl had a graceful figure, exuding an alluring and charming aura. Her every move was full of charm. "Teacher, what do you want to talk to me about?"

(End of this chapter)