Chapter 22: Two Bibi Dongs, Reality VS Imposter

"Old Gui, do we answer or not?"

Tianwu Guimei was numb.

He looked at the caller ID on the Communicator.

Under normal circumstances, encountering a situation like this, he could be one hundred percent certain he would have answered it the very first instant.

But today's situation was somewhat abnormal.

The Bibi Dong from the parallel world was right here, and they had just had a conflict with each other.

If he were to answer it directly, what would the consequences be?

Tianwu Guimei dared not imagine.

Putting even a little bit of thought into this matter made his scalp tingle and his whole body feel uneasy.

"Answer it!"

Jirou Yueguan took a deep breath and said, "It's impossible to hide this kind of thing; sooner or later, the Matriarch will find out anyway!"

Hearing this, the furrowed brow of Tianwu Guimei began to relax, and his fingers tapped lightly on the Communicator.

A crackling sound of electricity rang out.

The communication spanning two worlds was establishing a connection channel.

"What are they doing?"

The corners of Bibi Dong's eyes twitched slightly.

She watched the appearance of Jirou Yueguan and Tianwu Guimei.

The way the two were whispering was completely different from their assertiveness just moments ago.

For a moment, the curiosity in her heart climbed to the extreme.

It was not just her; Native Yueguan and Native Guimei were also looking at Jirou Yueguan and Tianwu Guimei with great bewilderment.

This was not their first contact, and they roughly knew what kind of people Jirou Yueguan and Tianwu Guimei were.

The current hesitation did not look like something the two would display.

And...

What exactly was that square little box?!

"Old Gui, what do you think this thing is? It feels like it's something extraordinary, right?" Native Yueguan lowered his voice and asked with great curiosity.

The corners of Native Guimei's mouth twitched slightly, and he looked at Native Yueguan with the eyes of someone looking at a fool: "If even you don't know, why would you think I would know?"

Native Yueguan: "..."

Unable to guess, the three focused their gazes, all staring fixedly at the small box-like Communicator in front of Jirou Yueguan and Tianwu Guimei.

Completely ignoring the native trio.

Tianwu Guimei took a deep breath, and with his soul power, he carefully lifted the Communicator so it hovered in front of the two of them.

The crackling sound of electricity vanished, and the communication channel spanning the two worlds was completely established.

Facing the Communicator, Jirou Yueguan and Tianwu Guimei exchanged a glance and both knelt on one knee before the Communicator.

"Empire Parallel World Exploration Team Six, Yueguan (Guimei), pays respects to the Matriarch!"

The two said in unison.

Their respective etiquette was fully in place at this moment.

The appearance of piety, respect, and heartfelt submission all fell into the eyes of the native trio.

Bibi Dong's pupils contracted slightly.

Having experienced their strength, she was absolutely certain of what level their power had reached.

She could not guarantee if they had reached a level Limit Douluo, but they were definitely existences beyond level 95.

Furthermore, among those beyond level 95, Jirou Yueguan and Tianwu Guimei were definitely not weak.

Within their Spirit Hall, those who reached this level all possessed their own pride.

They might submit, but they would at least retain some of their arrogance.

Yet now.

Regardless of whether it was Jirou Yueguan or Tianwu Guimei.

The appearance of their submission did not show even the slightest trace of arrogance.

"Matriarch?"

"Could that little box be a Communicator?"

"Right now, inside this Communicator, is there a heavyweight figure from their so-called Empire?"

Bibi Dong took a deep breath.

In an instant, a very sharp light suddenly emerged in her cold and beautiful eyes.

Native Yueguan and Native Guimei also realized this, and a brilliant light also emerged in their eyes.

Their respective breathing was held at this moment.

"Rise!"

"You two have rendered meritorious service in exploring the parallel world and are both heroes of the Empire; there is no need to be like this before me!"

Soon, the cold and beautiful voice of Tianwu Bibidong rang out from the Communicator.

In front of Wei Zhangfeng, Tianwu Bibidong might be very charming, and even quite like to... chat with Wei Zhangfeng.

However, in front of others, she was definitely not like that.

How cold and arrogant she should be, how high-ranking she should appear—that was how she was; there would absolutely not be any appearance that only Wei Zhangfeng could see.

Hearing this, Jirou Yueguan and Tianwu Guimei stood up at the same time.

Although they stood up, they still maintained an attitude of absolute respect.

"You have been in the parallel world for some time now; with the strength of the two of you, gathering intelligence should not be too difficult!"

"Tell this palace, how much intelligence have you gathered as of now?"

Tianwu Bibidong asked coldly.

Seeing Tianwu Bibidong inquire, Jirou Yueguan and Guimei dared not show any hesitation.

Sorting through their thoughts, they decisively stated all the intelligence gathered this day.

Even if the native trio were all here, they were not afraid of the native trio knowing.

The native trio already knew they were people from another world, so there was no need to be overly secretive.

To use a phrase Wei Zhangfeng once said.

In the face of absolute strength, any schemes are but clay chickens and pottery dogs!

One force overcomes ten techniques; for any who do not submit, simply pushing across them is enough!

A moment later, all intelligence was stated.

On the other end of the Communicator, Tianwu Bibidong pondered slightly:

"Not bad, it seems you are working very hard to handle the matters arranged by His Majesty!"

"Such a feat is an absolute merit for our Tianwu Empire; this palace will personally claim credit for you before His Majesty!"

"At that time, I will petition His Majesty to bestow upon you a Three-Life Martial Soul!"

Hiss—

Upon hearing this, excitement and ecstasy instantly bloomed in the eyes of Jirou Yueguan and Guimei.

Kneeling on one knee again, they replied in unison: "Many thanks for the Matriarch's great kindness; your subordinates will certainly not fail the high expectations of His Majesty and the Matriarch!"

Bestow a Three-Life Martial Soul?

Was it really possible to do such a thing?!

The pupils of the native trio exploded in shock.

Having had some guesses just now, they were now hearing these things for real.

Their respective breathing became hurried on the spot, completely unable to control themselves.

A Three-Life Martial Soul!

That was a Three-Life Martial Soul!

In the world where they resided, a Twin Martial Souls was already an absolutely scarce talent.

In the so-called Tianwu Empire, a Three-Life Martial Soul could actually be bestowed directly.

Did this not mean, did this not mean that they could mass-produce powerhouses???

Possessing such ability, just how powerful could the Tianwu Empire be!!

Tuzhu Bibidong was extremely shocked.

She considered herself a person with absolute talent and absolute means.

At this moment, she could not stop her scalp from tingling.

The breathing that had barely been able to calm down could not remain steady at this time, and began to become disordered.

"Open the projection!"

"I have long heard of His Majesty's parallel world theory!"

"As for the so-called parallel world, this palace has yet to see one!"

At this moment, Tianwu Bibidong's voice sounded again.

The cold and stern voice carried a hint of curiosity.

The duo, who should have been obedient to every request of the Matriarch Tianwu Bibidong.

Suddenly hearing such an arrangement from Tianwu Bibidong, they were stunned on the spot.

Jirou Yueguan's scalp felt somewhat tight.

Guimei was likewise somewhat horrified.

Unanimously, the two of them simultaneously cast their peripheral vision toward the native trio.

For the first time ever, they did not immediately perform the operation to open the projection for Tianwu Bibidong.

Facing the gaze of Guimei and Jirou Yueguan.

The native trio reacted immediately, their respective pupils contracting once more.

Especially Tuzhu Bibidong, whose eyes began to look somewhat strange at this moment.

"What is going on? Why does the voice of that Matriarch mentioned by these two people feel so familiar?"

Tuzhu Bibidong could not help but think to herself: "I should have heard this voice before, and what is the meaning of the look these two people suddenly cast over?"

While pondering these things, Tuzhu Bibidong raised the level of her focus on the duo of Jirou Yueguan and Guimei by many degrees.

If she had only been focused before, she was now staring intently, completely unwilling to let go of even the slightest detail.

"What is going on?"

"Do the two of you wish to defy this palace's decree?!"

"Having gone to a parallel world, do the two of you think you can ignore this palace like this?!"

Waiting a long time without a response from Jirou Yueguan and Guimei, Tianwu Bibidong's voice became even colder and sterner.

Through the Communicator, it felt as if there was pressure!

"Reporting to the Matriarch, your subordinates would absolutely not dare!"

Jirou Yueguan and Guimei answered simultaneously.

Responding to such questioning from Tianwu Bibidong, the two looked at each other at the same time.

With just one glance, they both saw the determination in each other's eyes.

Damn it!

Forget it.

It's just opening a projection!

His Majesty says, empty camel!

Deciding to drop it, Tianwu Guimei operated the Communicator cautiously.

Very quickly, a figure took shape above the Communicator.

Just like the manifestation of Wei Zhangfeng's power from before, only this figure was countless times more solid than that one.

With a clearly visible face, except for being slightly illusory, it was as if it truly existed in this world.

Following the opening of the projection.

Following the appearance of the figure of Tianwu Bibidong.

The native trio all had their gazes frozen in place in astonishment.

Native Yueguan and Native Guimei were completely thrown into disarray on the spot, their pupils, which had just been about to shrink into slits.

At this moment, they widened to the absolute limit of how wide they could go.

Holy crap! Holy crap! Holy crap!

The Matriarch that Jirou Yueguan and Tianwu Guimei were calling out to, could it actually be the Pope?

Native Yueguan and Native Guimei were completely unable to find accurate words to describe their respective moods at this moment.

Looking at the projected Tianwu Bibidong, a breath was stuck right in their throats.

They couldn't inhale it, and they couldn't exhale it either.

Their necks became somewhat stiff, and they turned them a fraction with great awkwardness and force, only then letting their gazes fall upon Tuzhu Bibidong.

Falling upon this Pope whom they had served for many years.

Tuzhu Bibidong was no better off than the two of them.

She looked at the projected "herself" in disbelief.

With a stunned expression, it was impossible to see any expression other than shock.

What is going on?

What on earth is going on?!

(End of chapter)