Douluo Continent: I Have No Thieves Under Heaven, the Explosive King Returns

Chapter 5 Bibi Dong, Qian Daoliu Fights for Her

"boom!"

Just as I got back to my dorm, Tianxia Wuzei stumbled and nearly fell over, bumping into the edge of the bed.

The treacherous minister, quick-witted and agile, reached out and helped him up.

"Big brother, are you alright?!"

The traitor and the shifty-eyed man quickly closed the door and looked at the world without thieves with worried expressions.

The man with no thieves under the sky looked pale and about to fall asleep.

"It's nothing, I'm just a little tired. Help me to bed, I'll be fine after a rest."

Lying in bed, he thought to himself, "The Overlord Chasing Wind Fist is very powerful, but it also consumes a lot of energy. However, this move can be used indefinitely because its power depends on my own strength and speed."

With this in mind, Tianxia Wuzei began to plan the effects of his soul skill.

Absorbing spirit rings to gain offensive spirit skills is indeed a good choice.

However, this approach cannot significantly improve one's basic speed and strength, thus not greatly enhancing the Overlord Chasing Wind Fist.

In addition, soul skills are not that important for the game "No Thieves Under Heaven".

Because he can draw prizes from the system, he has a real chance to obtain all of Burst King's special moves.

Besides Burst King's special move, other special moves may also be obtainable.

After much deliberation, Tianxia Wuzei decided on the first soul skill he wanted.

"The first spirit ring can absorb spirit beasts that enhance basic speed and strength, thereby increasing the power and endurance of the Overlord Chasing Wind Fist. If the ultimate move of the Exploding King is not drawn, it can be replenished during the second spirit ring."

As the ultimate move of the Explosive King, the Tyrant Chasing Wind Fist will not be abandoned by the Thieves Under Heaven.

He prefers brute force to overpower all other attacks rather than fancy and elaborate ones.

No matter how many moves you make, I can break them all with a single punch!
Lost in thought, Tianxia Wuzei simply fell asleep on the bed.

The three traitors heard the faint snoring and clenched their fists so tightly that they didn't even notice their nails digging into their palms.

They were not qualified to participate in what happened today. If they had such strength, their eldest brother wouldn't have gone to such lengths.

The traitorous minister pulled the man who had betrayed his father, the shifty-eyed fellow, aside and said seriously, "Strive to cultivate diligently, so that you will never let your elder brother fight alone again!"

"Second brother, we understand!"

They're not fools; they know that "No Thieves Under Heaven" has sacrificed so much for them.

If the thieves hadn't stood up today, they would have inevitably been bullied at the Spirit Hall Academy.

Those who can join the Spirit Hall Academy are definitely not lacking in talent.

A world without thieves can protect them for a while, but not forever.

To be truly powerful, one must first be strong oneself.

Without any hesitation, the three of them sat directly on the bed and began cultivating their soul power using the meditation method instructed by the Spirit Hall deacon.

At the same time, the news that Yan knelt down and Tianxia Wuzei defeated the level 18 Wang Ba with the skill of a level 10 Soul Master spread throughout the entire Spirit Hall.

As the Pope, Bibi Dong and Qian Daoliu, as the Grand Elder, naturally learned of this matter immediately.

In the center of the Papal Palace, atop nine jade steps, the papal throne stands silently.

Bibi Dong wore a magnificent dark purple papal robe, the hem of which flowed down the jade steps like water, and was embroidered with intricate spider web patterns in gold thread.

She sat gracefully on the throne, her left hand casually resting on the armrest, her slender fingertips tapping lightly.

Beside him, Yue Guan, dressed in golden robes, respectfully reported.

"Your Holiness, this person used this move to break through Wang Ba's defense while severely injuring him, even with his eighth-level soul power!"

Bibi Dong's face was breathtakingly beautiful, yet chillingly cold.

Her skin was as white as snow, and her lips as red as rouge.

Upon hearing this, she slightly curled the corners of her lips and moved them slightly: "Create your own soul skill?"

The mainland is vast and full of geniuses, but those who can create their own soul skills are extremely rare.

Because they are all geniuses among geniuses.

The fact that Tianxia Wuzei created his own unique soul skill at the age of six has already proven his talent.

With his innate full soul power, he was undoubtedly a genius among geniuses.

Even the golden generation pales in comparison.

Bibi Dong would naturally not give up on such a genius, after all, her grand plan also needed the assistance of others.

"Yue Guan, go find Tianxia Wuzei and tell him that I, the Pope, wish to take him as my disciple."

Yue Guan's expression showed some struggle; he still wanted to save face for his disciple Yan.

Yan is, after all, a member of the Golden Generation, one of the strongest young members of the Spirit Hall.

However, as one of the two people most trusted by Bibi Dong, she could see right through what Yue Guan was thinking.

"That's a matter for the younger generation. You're not young anymore, do you still want to bully the younger ones? Letting Yan and the others suffer a little isn't a bad thing, so they'll learn that there are always people stronger than them." Hearing this, Yue Guan swallowed the words that were about to come out.

Since Bibi Dong had already spoken, there was no need for him to continue.

After saying goodbye, he went directly to the Spirit Hall Academy.

At the same time, Sendoryu in the offering hall also had his own ideas.

"He possesses innate full soul power and has created his own soul skills. An ordinary person would be considered a genius if they could do even one of these. I never expected that both could be combined in one person. He might be a good helper for Xue'er. We can't let him fall into the hands of that woman, Bibi Dong."

Qian Daoliu, who hadn't left the Hall of Worship for a long time, actually went out this time for the sake of a world without thieves.

In the dormitory, Tianxia Wuzei, who was lying on the bed, suddenly opened his eyes.

Suddenly, I noticed a man with effeminate features in the dormitory.

He recognized the person at a glance.

Chrysanthemum Douluo Yueguan? Why is he looking for me?!
Could it be because of Yan?!

Just then, Yue Guan spoke up: "Boy, come with me. His Holiness the Pope wants to see you."

"No Thief Under Heaven" felt completely paralyzed and unable to make a sound. His body slowly levitated and was taken away.

As he traveled, he pondered to himself.

"Bibi Dong wants to see me, but I don't want to see that crazy woman!"

In the eyes of the author, Bibi Dong is a complete love-obsessed person, not even a yandere.

This kind of person's mind is completely consumed by love, and they are usually fine.

But when it comes to things related to love, my brain seems to shut down.

By joining the Spirit Hall, Tang San was destined to become his enemy.

Yu Xiaogang is Tang San's teacher, and also one of his enemies.

If he were to face a thief, he wouldn't show any mercy and would likely kill him outright.

But if Yu Xiaogang is killed, that crazy woman Bibi Dong might turn around and kill him.

"Alas, he is ultimately too weak, always hesitant and timid in everything he does."

"No Thieves Under Heaven" sighed inwardly, feeling extremely dissatisfied with his own abilities.

They soon arrived at the Papal Palace, where Yue Guan led him to Bibi Dong.

Looking at the twelve gilded pillars on both sides of the main hall that stretched straight to the top, Tianxia Wuzei now understood why the Spirit Hall could awaken martial spirits and subsidize gold spirit coins for ordinary people for free.

Such wealth is insignificant compared to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, which is known as the "richest sect in the world".

Seeing that Tianxia Wuzei did not react, Yue Guan assumed that he was shocked by the Papal Palace, and his disgust grew even stronger.

A peasant is a peasant; he was so shocked by just one palace that he was speechless.

But he still coldly reminded him, "Boy, why aren't you kneeling before His Holiness the Pope?"

Tianxia Wuzei glanced coldly at Yue Guan, still without any reaction.

Are you asking me to kneel and bow?
Is this a rule of the Spirit Hall?

Yue Guan, I have no grudge against you, so why are you targeting me?

As a time traveler, I don't want to worship people from the sewers of fantasy novels. If I did, wouldn't I be disgracing myself as a time traveler?

Bibi Dong did not stop Yue Guan, but also wanted to use this opportunity to suppress Tianxia Wuzei and at the same time let Yue Guan vent Yan's anger.

Seeing that Tianxia Wuzei still hadn't reacted, Yue Guan suddenly lost his temper: "Boy, didn't you hear what I said?"

"Buzz!"

In an instant, the aura of the Title Douluo suddenly erupted, pressing down on Tianxia Wuzei, attempting to crush him.

However, Tianxia Wuzei remained expressionless, coldly staring at Yue Guan.

Even as his body crackled and popped, he remained as upright as a pine tree.

"Boy, kneel down or die!" Yue Guan's face was as cold as iron, and his voice was sharp.

Even in his current predicament, Tianxia Wuzei did not kneel down: "Elder Ju's pressure is even weaker than your Qirong Tongtian Ju."

Veins bulged on Yue Guan's forehead. He, a dignified Super Douluo, had actually been mocked by a six-year-old child.

Just as it was about to unleash an even stronger aura to crush Tianxia Wuzei, an even stronger aura swept through the Papal Palace.

A tense, yet hearty laugh rang out, shaking the entire Papal Palace.

"Haha, well said. My Spirit Hall doesn't have so many empty formalities."

Upon hearing this voice, Yue Guanhai turned pale and quickly cupped his hands in a respectful gesture.

"Big offering!"

(End of this chapter)