Chapter 623: Is This Pope Real?

"Brother Jian, Brother Jian, where are you all going?"

Outside the Clear Sky Sect, Qin Jian and the others had not walked more than a few steps before Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing caught up to them.

But when they walked to Qin Jian's side, they realized that Qin Jian's complexion was as pale as paper.

"Brother Jian, you..."

Before Ning Rongrong could finish her sentence, she was interrupted by a wave of Bibi Dong's hand: "Don't ask for now; we need a quiet place to rest."

"The Imperial Palace? Hmm, no..."

Ning Rongrong knitted her brows in thought and said, "How about the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect? The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect is the safest."

"The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect..."

Bibi Dong's expression became somewhat awkward.

Following Qin Jian back to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect felt so strange...

"Let's go to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. I need to rest for a few days; it is not suitable to return to the Spirit Hall right now," Qin Jian said.

"Very well, let Chrysanthemum Elder and Ghost Elder return to guard Wuhun City first," Bibi Dong nodded and said.

"Chief Judge, Pope, we can provide close protection for you," Ju Douluo said immediately.

"No need. There will be no danger at the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect," Bibi Dong said indifferently.

Ning Rongrong couldn't help but glance at her, and Bibi Dong also looked back at her; neither of them understood the meaning in the other's eyes.

"But... we..."

Ju Douluo was somewhat hesitant.

"Hmm? Is there anything else?" Bibi Dong frowned.

"No... nothing. We will return to Wuhun City now."

Ju Douluo and Gui Douluo could only fly away, looking back every few steps.

Bibi Dong looked up, watching their backs with confusion: "Why does it feel like they are reluctant to leave? Is it really necessary?"

Thinking of the "melon-seed-eating duo" from before, Ning Rongrong couldn't help but have black lines crawl across her smooth forehead: "They are probably reluctant to give up the pleasure of gossiping, especially with Auntie Pope coming to our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect..."

"Gossiping..."

Bibi Dong miraculously grasped the meaning of this term, and her expression suddenly became strange.

Qin Jian's expression also became strange.

Because Bibi Dong had actually shown no reaction to being called "Auntie Pope"—what on earth had happened while he was fighting earlier?

"Can I also stay at the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect for a few days?"

Zhu Zhuqing came to Qin Jian's side, tilting her little head, looking very expectant.

"Aren't you here representing the Star Luo Empire? Aren't you afraid that if you delay too long, the Star Luo Emperor will stir up trouble behind your back?"

Thinking of how she had spoken little but delivered sharp verbal blows earlier, Bibi Dong subconsciously wanted to send her far away.

"It's fine. I came by carriage, which took nearly two weeks. If I have Sister Guibao take me back, one day will be enough," Zhu Zhuqing said.

"Sister Guibao?"

Bibi Dong glanced at Guibao Douluo behind Zhu Zhuqing.

Guibao Douluo immediately bowed and said respectfully: "I will send her back in time, Pope, please do not worry."

Worry?

Bibi Dong scanned Zhu Zhuqing's exaggerated proportions from top to bottom and felt that she had better worry about the competition for favor after she stayed behind.

Once they sat in the carriage, Bibi Dong felt that something was very wrong.

It was just that these two young girls were too unreserved; they bullied the Pope for maintaining her dignity, so the two of them sat on Qin Jian's left and right, leaving Bibi Dong with no choice but to sit opposite them.

"Can't you two be a bit more restrained?"

Watching Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing lean directly against Qin Jian's shoulders, each clutching an arm and touching and kneading, the Pope was truly having her horizons broadened: "People are coming and going outside, and the windows are very bright; aren't you afraid of being seen?"

"If they see, they see. We don't have as many scruples as Auntie Pope," Ning Rongrong said happily, pressing against Qin Jian and wantonly sniffing his scent.

"Perhaps it's because Auntie Pope is older and feels embarrassed to make such gestures as we do," Zhu Zhuqing licked Qin Jian's earlobe.

Qin Jian: "..."

Being held on both sides by beautiful girls was pleasant, but with the cold-as-frost Pope sitting opposite him, Qin Jian's experience was not good at all; it was truly the Ice and Fire Dual Heavens.

"Cough..."

Seeing Bibi Dong's expression becoming increasingly wrong, Qin Jian hurriedly pulled his hands out from the softness: "Our group is still too conspicuous, especially you, Rongrong. After all, you are an Empress now; pay attention to your image."

As he spoke, he changed his position, stood up, and sat opposite, right next to Bibi Dong.

Bibi Dong's expression showed signs of thawing.

But Ning Rongrong said: "An Empress is not a Pope. I don't care about this position; if Brother Jian likes it, I can even turn it over to you."

An Empress is not a Pope...

Ning Rongrong had started poking at people's hearts again.

"Qin Jian doesn't like doing these things; what he prefers is formulating plans for the big picture."

Bibi Dong suddenly said: "You want him to take the Heaven Dou Emperor's position? That is depriving him of the pleasure of being a hands-off manager. Do you think I covet the position of Pope? I am sharing his burdens; in reality, the development direction of the Spirit Hall is all under his control."

Once these words were out, Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing immediately looked at each other in surprise, and then both cast miraculous gazes toward Qin Jian.

"Why are you looking at me?"

Qin Jian touched his cheeks in confusion.

"Is this Pope real?"

Ning Rongrong pointed at Bibi Dong.

"Is there a problem?" Bibi Dong said indifferently.

Ning Rongrong blinked her eyes: "Everyone says the Pope of the Spirit Hall is the most outstanding and beautiful woman in the world today, the goddess admired by countless people across the entire Dalu, but I feel it's too incongruous right now..."

"Indeed, it gives one the feeling of a goddess being shattered..."

A look of confusion appeared on Zhu Zhuqing's cold face: "How could the high and mighty Pope become like this for a man?"

Qin Jian: "..."

Bibi Dong calmly smoothed her hair: "Are only you allowed to be seduced by male beauty?"

Ning Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing: "..."

Qin Jian sighed, took out a mirror, smoothed his hair, and looked left and right: "Being this good-looking is just so helpless; I can't even eat soft rice if I wanted to..."

Bibi Dong looked at him with a half-smile: "This man is really pushing his luck."

"How about we all just ignore him?" Ning Rongrong suggested tentatively.

"Sure..."

Bibi Dong smiled slightly, looked out the window, and at the same time grabbed Qin Jian's hand and placed it on her lap to play with.

Ning Rongrong: "..."

"Speaking of which..."

Her large eyes quietly rolled around, and she suddenly said: "Brother Jian, after we arrive at the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, how are you going to introduce Auntie Pope to Dad and Jian Yeye?"

"Introduce?"

Qin Jian scratched his head: "Who doesn't know her? Why would I need to introduce her?"

"That depends on what capacity Auntie Pope is visiting in. Although her status is noble, Jian Yeye is your teacher after all, your actual teacher!" Ning Rongrong said with a smile.

Bibi Dong, who had been calm until now, finally changed her expression.

She turned her head to look at Qin Jian, and both saw a certain sense of annoyance in each other's eyes.

This matter is truly difficult to handle...

In terms of status, Jian Douluo must address her as Pope.

But if it goes by Qin Jian's side, shouldn't Bibi Dong follow him and call him teacher?

(End of this chapter)